Chen Ao shook his head helplessly, his identity had not yet been told to a few people around him, and he naturally couldn't say this sorrow. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info He retracted his thoughts and went back to the argument of the people in the lobby. At this moment, a young man suddenly stood up.

The man was dressed cleaner than the others, and he held a folding fan in his hand, as if he had read a book. I only heard this person smile slightly, and said: "Old man, what are you saying these words? The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, could it be that a Su Zhuo died, and a few heroes retired, and this martial arts will disappear?"

What he said was so pertinent that the young men present nodded their heads again and again, expressing their deep agreement. Chen Ao also heard a little taste, it seems that the old man said those words just now, he was complaining, nostalgic for the past, and lamenting the reality!

This kind of person will have it in any era, and most of them are unsatisfactory, and it is inevitable that they will remember all kinds of benefits in the past and criticize reality. Chen Ao has also had such an experience, so he knows the psychology of this kind of person very well.

He shook his head, looked at the old man's ragged clothes, and knew that this was also a loser, and couldn't help but feel sympathy. However, for this kind of person, Chen Ao has always lamented his misfortune and is angry with him. In his opinion, although the current martial arts also has many shortcomings, it is still better than many times. Although there are scum like Duan Wuji and Liang Sizhi, there are also lovely people like Xuanning, Long Qingping, Su Fanhua and Su. People always have to see the bright side in order to live!

The old man smiled contemptuously, drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp, reached out and shook the jug, only to find that not a drop had been poured out. Thinking that he was shy in his pocket, after drinking this pot, he had no room to buy it again, so he could only put the flask down in despair.

He sighed and said, "Hmph, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves? Since Mr. Su died in the imperial city sixteen years ago, many righteous people in the martial arts have retreated. If there is a little force, they will form gangs, or rob homes and houses, or collude with the government to oppress the good. In front of the imperial power, there are loyal dog slaves, and in front of the common people, there are jackals grinding their teeth and sucking blood! What kind of martial arts is this, what kind of rivers and lakes is this?"

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, the louder he spoke, and his swarthy face glowed red with excitement. Chen Ao didn't feel his heart shake, and his heart fluctuated with the old man's emotions. He has been in this era for more than half a year, and most of the people in the martial arts he has seen are indeed as the old man said.

In Liangcheng, there are Liang Sizhi, Guan Ping, Wei Dingbang and a group, as well as a group of so-called famous and decent people who bully the weak and fear the hard. When I came to Jiangnan, I met the Tiangangmen Duan Wuji father and son and the mysterious Axe Gang. These heroes of the rivers and lakes are all relying on their martial arts strength, many people, bullying others at will, reversing black and white, and grabbing their own interests.

The magnificent fantasy and surging rivers and lakes that I originally learned from martial arts novels and martial arts movies have long disappeared in Chen Ao's heart!

The men in the lobby, some of them hung their heads gloomily, and some of them were red-faced, obviously they had done a lot of what the old man said.

But although most people know what is wrong, they twist their heads and refuse to admit their mistakes. Someone in the crowd suddenly said in a strange voice: "Hmph, the old man can speak with a bare mouth." I didn't see you as a famous person. Do you have the face to talk to us, too?"

This person must have been embarrassed to get up openly, and only dared to hide in the crowd and complain. But this time, it gave others a start, and many people began to talk about it.

Someone else shouted, "Yes, what do you keep talking about, almost no one here has ever seen this person." Is it really capable, or is it a false rumor. Hmph, I'm afraid it's also debatable!"

"That's right! It's been dead for more than ten years, whatever you say!"

"That's right! Now there are many families and sects on the rivers and lakes, and they have a small festival with this Su Zhuo! It is impossible for these characters with heads and faces to lie!"

Everyone, the more you talk about me, the more excited you become, it is nothing more than to belittle this old man and that Su Zhuo, so as to find an excuse for your behavior.

Chen Ao shook his head again and again, sneered in his heart, and secretly sighed, human nature is despicable, ancient and modern. But whenever a person does something wrong, he will always deny the correctness of others first, so that his behavior is not so bad.

He had gone from the beginning to wait and see, and now he was resolutely on the side of the old man. Not only because of the old man's sonorous accusation, but also because of what he said about Su Zhuo, Chen Ao is no stranger.

When he was in Liangcheng, Chen Ao had already heard Su Zhuo's name many times from the mouth of the Dust Purification Master and Feng Conggui. Although he didn't know much about this person's life and deeds, Chen Ao knew that he was Feng Conggui's apprentice, and he was also a teacher and friend with Jingchen. Jingchen spent more than ten years watching the wind return, which was to abide by his promise to Su Zhuo. And in the end, he chose to go into seclusion and ignore the world, also because Su Zhuo was dead, and there was no more confidant in the world.

With characters like Feng Conggui and Jingchen, Chen Ao can deduce what kind of person Su Zhuo should be. This person's personality charm must be transcendent and otherworldly.

Chen Ao turned his head and wanted to explain to his three companions, so that they would not be misled by these obscene heroes. As soon as he turned his head, he saw that the three teenagers were all flushed and their brows were upside down, as if they had been greatly wronged and full of anger.

"What's wrong with you?" asked Chen Ao curiously.

"It's nothing, it's nothing......" Hua Niansu hurriedly explained, but the expression on his face was a little unnatural.

Chen Ao knew that although this little girl was young, she had a lot of knowledge, and she was much more sensible than the other two. But this also shows that if she wants to hide something, she will definitely not let others know.

Chen Ao simply turned his head and asked Long Qingping, who was the most scheming: "What's wrong with you?"

Long Qingping's two small hands clenched into fists and said, "Brother Chen, how did I hear that what they call Mr. Su is a good person? Not only is he strong in martial arts and unparalleled in wit, but he also treats people very well and acts fairly. Where there is injustice, there will be Mr. Su. But why did Mr. Su become such a person in their mouths?"

Seeing Xiao Nizi so highly respect a person who has been dead for more than ten years, Chen Ao felt very strange. He shook his head and said, "I'm not familiar with this Su Zhuo, but I've heard a little bit of it. These people talk about it, but they just treat others with themselves, and they can't do anything good by themselves, so they treat everyone in the world as if they were the same. ”

"That's it!" Chen Ao said casually, but the three of them responded in unison, which made him even more puzzled.

"Uh-huh...... Hahaha...... "The old man suddenly let out a sneer, and the sneer gradually turned into a laugh.

Everyone looked at each other, fell silent, and stared blankly at the old man who seemed to be a little crazy. The old man suddenly lifted his long hair that was scattered, everyone's faces changed, and the low exclamation centered on the old man, rippling like ripples.

When Chen Ao saw the old man's face, he couldn't help but let out an exclamation. I saw that the old man had a deep scar on the side of his face, which was connected from his forehead to his jaw, like a huge centipede, lying on the old man's face, eerie and terrifying.