Zhang Yan fell into the hospital, already top-heavy, and he didn't stand firmly, so he planted himself on the ground. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The hard stone road, Zhang Yan is now, and he is thinking about whether he will be completely broken beyond recognition if he hits it so hard!

At this juncture, Zhang Yan only felt a warm hand on his shoulder, and a pure internal force was continuously flowing through that hand to his own Qi Jing Eight Veins.

The heavy feeling of oppression, as if a boulder was pressed on his chest, also disappeared most of it with the flow of this pure internal force. And the limbs also regained some strength, allowing Zhang Zhan to stand firm in time.

Before his eyes, all kinds of flying stars and insects disappeared together, and then Zhang Yan looked at the person, and it turned out to be Song Xiao. It turned out that he was in a panic and returned to Song Xiao's mansion.

"Brother Song is such a pure Taoist internal force. Zhang Yan exclaimed.

But then I think about it, Song Xiao's almost desireless heart, and cultivating Taoist kung fu, is indeed a matter of course, and the result is twice the result with half the effort.

There are a lot of weird people in the Demon Sect, because some vicious exercises can be said to be hated by heaven and resentment, so if the origin of his martial arts is revealed by the humane, it is very likely that he will have a grudge against him, and it will become an endless situation. Of course, although decent people don't care too much about this, it is also a very rude thing for Zhang Zhan to say this.

Song Xiao didn't care, looking at Zhang Yan with a worried look, but said indifferently: "Actually, Song's mentor is a master of the Taishan faction. However, he is an old man who does it casually, and he does not require Song to recognize his ancestors and return to the top of Mount Tai to practice. ”

This is also Song Xiao, who is indifferent by nature. If it were someone else, he would never wait until Zhang Chuan asked a question to make such a good show of recognizing each other.

Regarding Song Xiao's statement, Zhang Zhan was also relieved, after all, among the major famous and decent families in the world, there are many masters who like to travel around. So it is not unusual for Song Xiao to have this adventure.

I saw Song Xiao's eyebrows move, and he turned to look behind Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan then looked over and saw Ozawa Qijun standing in the courtyard, a pair of eagle eyes, very unrestrained and smiling at Song Xiao.

I couldn't sense the arrival of Ozawa Qijun, but it was because Zhang was seriously injured, so that his sensitive sensing was almost blocked.

On Ozawa Qijun's katana, there is still Zhang Zhi's hot blood, and he is wearing a black night suit, which is perfectly integrated with this long night, making Ozawa Qijun look more like a killing god, giving people a strong visual impact.

"Aren't you thinking about getting out of the way?" said Ozawa Chijun leisurely.

Before Song Xiao answered, in fact, Zhang Yan was still worried, could this kid really be so indifferent that he ignored the friendship and brotherhood of his classmates and let himself go.

It's not impossible, such an indifferent person is always nosy. And there is no deep entanglement between Zhang Zanan and Song Xiao.

Fortunately, Song Xiao motioned for Zhang Yan to step aside, and said lightly: "Brother Tai, why don't you turn around and leave, I don't like Dongying people too much." ”

Ozawa Qijun squinted his eyes, and he no longer concealed the Sen Ran in his tone: "Flying eagle fishing, never think about whether the fish will like it." ”

Ozawa Qijun naturally compared Dongying to a flying eagle, and compared the people of the Central Plains to a fish.

Zhang Chuan knew in his heart that after Ozawa Qijun injured himself, it was the peak of his momentum, even under normal conditions, Song Xiao should not be Ozawa Qijun's opponent, let alone now?

This is not to say that Song Xiao's cultivation is necessarily weaker than Ozawa Qijun, but the Taoist martial arts purpose, which is not suitable for fighting and fighting with others.

For example, today, if you only talk about the cultivation of martial arts, perhaps no one can compare to the Taishang patriarch of the Taishan faction - Yuxuzi. But how many people think that he can defeat the three top martial arts masters in the world, the Yin Yang Immortal Master, the Dongying Sword Saint and Yelu Chucai, in the decisive battle.

Because the purpose of Taoism is to be quiet and do nothing. Taoist martial arts is naturally based on self-cultivation and self-cultivation, which is far from killing. Whether it is Taoism or Buddhism, even if the children of these two factions are only slightly competitive, they have actually lost half of the first.

But the good thing is that whether it is Taoist martial arts or Buddhist martial arts, as long as you take one step at a time and follow the steps step by step, there are few phenomena that go crazy.

Zhang Yan understood like a mirror in his heart, so he smiled and said, "Brother Song is so late, it seems that he hasn't rested yet?"

Song Xiao snorted and said abruptly: "Life has been in a hurry for decades, but in fact, it is only a snap of a finger. It's a shame to waste such precious time on a restful sleep. ”

But we and other laymen have not only not spent time stopping to feel the preciousness of life, but also constantly staining our hands with blood, which hurts the heavens and the peace, and I don't know if this is a small loss or a big loss. Zhang said with a smile.

Don't look at Zhang Yan and Song Xiao It seems that they are just chatting meaninglessly, but in fact, they are metaphorically Taoist, creating a peaceful atmosphere to dispel the anger of Ozawa Qijun.

In addition, in the duel between masters, geographical advantage is also a very important factor.

The grass in this courtyard is overgrown, the road surface is smooth, and the faint fragrance of flowers lingers around people's heartstrings. Such a small bridge and flowing water-like environment brings people a sense of quiet, peaceful, calm and comfortable.

Such an environment is not suitable for blood. And if Dongying Swordsman's body is calm because of the "Dao", and there is no fierceness that is not afraid of death, then when he makes a move, he will be greatly discounted.

How could Ozawa not see that the katana cut through the stone slab on the ground, making a screeching sound of "stabbing", and then stood up with a javelin-like straight figure and said indifferently: "The two old men can continue to talk and see if the momentum below will be reduced because of this?"

Strictly speaking, Zhang Yan and Song Xiao are already singing a harmony of two to one, and such a technique is naturally not very bright. Song Xiao didn't know what Song Xiao thought, but Zhang Zan's face was so thick, how could he go to his heart! Not only that, Zhang Zan's head also nodded, and said with a smile: "If Brother Xiao Ze is really not affected, how can he use such a ruthless and inferior method as a katana to cut through the stone slab to increase his own killing intent?"

Ozawa Qijun raised his eyebrows, and the momentum of the whole person was also slightly restrained.

It seems that Zhang Yan's words did have a certain impact on Ozawa Qijun.

It's a pity that Zhang Zan's state is not in the state now, otherwise he will definitely take advantage of the situation, taking advantage of the moment when Ozawa Qijun's mind is loosened, and take advantage of the victory to pursue! Because in this state, Zhang Zan's confidence is at least seven layers to slash Ozawa Qijun under the sword.

Song Xiao sighed, looking tired, and was indifferent, watching the fighter plane flow away.

Xiao Ze Qijun naturally knew in his heart that he had fallen into a disadvantage just now, and after taking a deep breath, he said approvingly: "Brother Song is a true gentleman!"

Song Xiao still didn't answer this, and instead stretched out his hand: "Why don't you come in and have a hot cup of tea?"

Ozawa Qijun laughed and said coldly: "After drinking this cup of tea, what face will Ozawa have in the future to ask Song Xiao for advice?

The flaws in the heart can never be simply made up for with a deep breath.

Before coming here, Ozawa Qijun and Zhang Zan's hard fight had already begun, and they were not in their heyday. At this time, the confidence was not there, and the momentum of victory was like a rainbow, and it dissipated a lot. Then no matter the state and psychology are not excellent, Ozawa Qijun is just self-inflicted and boring, so leaving is the best choice.

Zhang Yan sighed and said a little apologetically: "This kid will definitely not give up and let Song Xiao get into this troubled water, Zhang really can't help it." ”

Song Xiao turned to look at Zhang Yan and asked, "At that moment just now, if Song made a move, does Brother Zhang think I can keep him?"

Zhang Zhan had never seen Song Xiao's martial arts, but his basic eyesight was still there, and he said categorically: "If Brother Song goes all out, he can indeed keep him!"

Song Xiao shook his head: "Brother Zhang has been deceived! There are thousands of souls under this person's hands, and his will is so firm and decisive in killing, with your and my ways, it is impossible for him to shake his murderous intentions." Just now, he just saw that Song was impeccable, so he deliberately sold a flaw, trying to tempt Song to take the initiative. ”

"Song is not his opponent. Song Xiao said lightly.

I'm afraid there are not many people in the world who can say the fact that "I am inferior to others" as understatement as Song Xiao.

In the end, Song Xiao glanced at Zhang Yan's wound and said indifferently: "If you don't want to give up the simplicity, Brother Zhang will recuperate here!"

Having lost the blood of the true dragon, Zhang Yan was really a little uncomfortable. Otherwise, the wound would have healed long ago. However, early the next morning, Zhang said goodbye to Song Xiao.

The earthquake caused by that artifact, Zhang Yan was inevitably worried that the dark room under the Hu family's old mansion would be in danger of collapsing due to the earthquake. The reason why he didn't rush back in time last night was because Zhang Zhan's body did not allow it, and secondly, because he was afraid that Ozawa Qijun might be lurking in the dark, following and completely killing Zhang Zhan.

Until standing in front of the old mansion of the Hu family, which had become a ruin, Zhang Yan gasped for a long time, and he didn't want to believe his eyes.

The next moment, Zhang Yan ran to the pile of rocks like crazy, and struggled to cut through the bricks and tiles like a hill.

The old mansion of the Hu family has always been ghostly, and for ordinary people, its collapse can even be said to be very happy. After all, before this, every craftsman who came to demolish this ancient mansion died inexplicably after they returned. Now the sky has finally opened its eyes, and under the punishment of heaven, it has completely become a pile of dust.

Of course, we know that the violent death of those craftsmen was man-made. Because Tuoba Junran, he didn't want his dark room where he stored gold and silver to be discovered.

It's useless to talk about this now, Zhang Zhan just wants to dig up the ruins. He didn't want to believe that Xiaozhu and Jing Wolf had been buried in the ground, he just wanted to exhaust his strength and dig desperately to prove that something had not happened.

If he really saw their corpses at that time, what face would Zhang Zhan treat him, at least the current Zhang Zhan didn't think about it.

A crisp whistle sounded at his side.

Zhang Remnant was shocked, and looked at Zhou Xinle who was sitting on the tree with a good look.

Rubbing his eyes, Zhang Yan was sure that his eyes were not flowering. Zhou Xinle leaned on the trunk of the tree, as if smiling, his injured leg resting on the branch, but the other calf was hanging in the air, swaying with the breeze, full of freehand playfulness.

In fact, Zhang Zan's longing to cut Zhou Xinle with a thousand knives, but seeing Zhou Xinle alive in front of him at this moment made Zhang Zan's see a little hope. Even her hateful face seemed to have regained the beauty of the first time Zhang Yan met her.

Zhang Remnant dodged, stepped on the branch with the thickness of his little finger like a whirlwind, and then grabbed Zhou Xinle's shoulder: "Are you all right?"

Zhou Xinle frowned, looked at Zhang Yan's ten fingers that were already stained with blood, and said unhappily: "You soiled Xinle's clothes!"

"If you don't say it, I'll take it off!" Zhang said eagerly.

"Did you give you the money?" Zhou Xinle pulled the corners of his mouth, and looked at Zhang Yan without any evasion, his eyes were bold and sloppy.

Zhang Zan's knowledge that Zhou Xinle was deliberately torturing himself, if it was in normal times, Zhang Zan's would definitely not mind using his proud national scolding skills to make her fall to the ground, but at this moment, how could he allow him to do so. So he pressed his hands hard again and grabbed Zhou Xinle's shoulders fiercely: "Where is Xiaozhu?"

Zhou Xinle can run out of the ruins, but it doesn't mean that Xiaozhu can not have a little cultivation. Moreover, if the situation was urgent, the guards who were in charge of guarding Xiaozhu and them would definitely save Zhou Xinle first, not the secondary Xiaozhu.

Even through the light yarn, Zhang Yan can feel the tenderness of Zhou Xinle's shoulders.

She just shook it slightly, and then broke free from the clamp like an iron hoop of Zhang Remnant, but stared at Zhang Remnant with wide eyes: "Brother Zhang's state, it's better to settle down! Be careful of Xinle and send Brother Zhang on the road!"

Zhang Zhan reacted at this time, although Zhou Xinle had a broken leg bone, his kung fu was still there. Although he is not as good as himself, he is flustered and injured, and if he is really attacked by her, he will definitely die.

"Come with me!"

Zhou Xinle turned over and fell, and the light gauze long skirt was quite fairy.

The medicine she applied must be a high-priced panacea, because it took a hundred days to hurt her muscles and bones, but this was less than a month, and Zhou Xinle had recovered to the extent that he could walk slowly. Although it is still limping under a closer look, it is finally able to act on its own.

People who have not been lying in a hospital bed for months without being able to move freely will definitely not realize how monotonous and almost devastating this process is.

"What does Brother Zhang think of Miss Xiaozhu's current situation?" Zhou Xinle smiled and glanced at Zhang Yan.

After Zhang Zai regained some calm, he could see that Zhou Xinle was actually purely playing tricks on himself, and he naturally had a bottom in his heart, so he completely relaxed: "If all the good people die, what is the value of the scourge of Miss Zhou?"

"Brother Zhang obviously doesn't understand Xinle, whether Xinle is good or bad, he will be harmed if he treats everyone equally! Zhou Xinle said casually.

It seems that Zhou Xinle is in a bright mood, maybe it's because she finally walked on the ground today.

The sun shone on her face, and I don't know if she was shining with this light, or if the dazzling sparkle was gentle because of her.