Blood, severed limbs, and corpses were intertwined, and the light of the fire stretched out in the cold moonlight. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Near a hill still some distance away from Shaomu Mountain, several battles broke out in the rivers and lakes, and the southern sect called the Sun and Moon God Sect was surrounded and suppressed by several groups of martial arts people who came here, but then one or two fights, as soon as the other sect leader came out, the northern martial arts people who originally had some advantages began to be unable to resist, and then they became evenly matched.

Under the stalemate, the shouting and killing sounds in the foothills gradually decreased, and the fog in the sight was filled with the smell of blood.

In the dark night in the early morning, Li Wenwen came over with a long sword, in his field of vision, many companions were resting, hurrying up to fill their stomachs, since Bianliang City was scattered, he withdrew from the battlefield with the surviving Jianghu people, after all, he has done everything he can, that kind of battle is really not suitable for martial arts people, and martial arts play a very little role there.

"Wanling, you take the brother in the back to bandage the injured person. Li Wenwen said this to the senior sister who had been following beside her, and the woman pursed her lips, probably a little unwilling, and muttered in a low voice as she walked: "We finally escaped back and did this again..."

Li Wenwen naturally heard his sister's complaints, since the battle with the Jurchens, his martial arts have improved a lot, and the subtle sounds within a few zhang can also be clearly transmitted to his ears. This time he took the initiative to accept the invitation of the Shaolin Temple, in fact, he also had his own ideas in his heart, and reviving Jinyanmen was what he wanted to do, but if his reputation was not obvious, it was obviously not possible to start a sect.

“..... I hope that the Shaolin Temple can resist the wrath of that one. Li Wenwen took a sip of the water bag around his waist, wiped his mouth, and there was some worry in the depths of his eyes.

The origin of this Sun Moon God Sect and the Admiral of the East Factory, in general, he knows a little, if after this time, the court comes over, whether the Shaolin Temple can resist or not, he has no bottom in his heart, and how should his three brothers and sisters deal with themselves at that time, this is the consequence of thinking clearly.

After going through so much, Li Wenwen has also matured a lot.

"The other party is not a soft persimmon, the Shaolin abbot should also send someone here....." He said to himself in a low voice, and before he finished speaking, a figure came from behind, holding a slender sword blade in his hand, Li Wenwen looked sideways, and the figure came over, it was the junior brother, Qin Mian.

"Senior brother, we killed and injured fifty people tonight, thirty of them were done by the other woman, the steel needle is unguardable, most of them were pierced through the head by a needle....." The figure walked up to Li Wenwen and squatted down, with a weed in the corner of his mouth, "..... There are a few of them who are famous. ”

Looking at the face of the junior brother in the moonlight, Li Wenwen licked his lips and asked, "Which ones?"

"Piercing the mountain palm Luo Yiheng, three-fingered god claw Cao Hao, Buddha fist Liu Changyun..... These three are some famous people in the north, and they were all killed by the woman's needle, among them, only the Buddha fist Liu Changyun and the other party passed two moves, and they were shocked to death by breaking the meridians. Qin Mian said with his fingers crossed.

Then, Li Wenwen interrupted his words, and a solemnity appeared in the depths of his eyes: "When we first came here, I heard that Liu Changyun of Buddha Boxing is very powerful, and that iron fist has more than 30 years of skill, and he can open rocks and split stones with any punch, and he was shocked to death by the other party's palm...... Did that woman start practicing martial arts when she was born..... It's a monster. ”

"And the light body kung fu is also very powerful. After Qin Mian took the last sentence, the two of them fell into a silent situation, and after a while, Su Wanling, who was bandaging and medicating the wounded, came over, as smart as her, probably guessed why they fell into silence, so she covered her mouth and chuckled, and reminded: "That woman's secret weapon is very powerful, but there is always a time when it is exhausted, senior brother, don't forget, she has just experienced the Jurchen War, how many steel needles can be shot out of her body?"

The blue darkness was vast, the moonlight was fading, Li Wenwen looked at the direction where the Sun Moon Divine Sect and others were stationed, and the mist rose, and a mysterious feeling floated in the foothills, as if there were ghosts and ghosts that would haunt them.

Occasionally, night owls make eerie calls.....

Soon after, the east was white, and a new round of encirclement and suppression was about to begin.

In the town below the mountain, the red skirt was kicked away by the lotus step, and then lowered and closed.

Squeak-

The footsteps stopped outside the wooden door, gently pushed open, and the golden light from outside spread into the room, and the moment the wooden door closed, the light was driven out.

On the side of the woman, by the window, she called softly: "Husband, the matter has been revealed to the other party, and it should be spread during this encirclement and suppression of the Sun and Moon God Sect." ”

"Hmm.... In this way, it is not bad to cut off that Bai Ning's arm first. In front of the dressing table, the man scolded hoarsely, "I worked hard to reverse Fang La, such a credit, but he didn't use me, God really blinded him." ”

He slapped his palm on the table, so shocked that even the window frame trembled, and the window paper suddenly broke a small hole, and he didn't care.

In an instant, Jin Poison, who was losing his temper, suddenly stopped his voice, his throat rolled a little dry, and the green tendons on the back of his hand bulged, as if he was in great pain.

Over there, the woman didn't seem to notice her husband's abnormality, and wrung out a towel behind her back, "..... The concubine didn't care about those things, but he ruined her husband's appearance, which made the concubine physically and mentally painful, and if she couldn't recover in the future, her husband wouldn't dare to stand in front of everyone for a day. ”

"Actually.... If the husband can heal the injuries on his face, we won't take revenge. Aunt Gongsun wrung out the towel and turned to the man.

Trembling slightly..... The figure that had been motionless suddenly took off the silk cloth on his head, and a pitted face was reflected in the bronze mirror in front of him, which was as terrifying as a thousand holes.

"Husband, wipe your face. The woman leaned over and handed the towel to her.

It's just that Jin Poison's hand didn't move, and he looked at the bright paper window with a stunned expression.

"Husband?"

Aunt Gongsun called again, her eyes flashing with doubt.

There was still no movement over there.

Suddenly, she took half a step back like an electric shock, her eyes widened, and the towel in her hand fell to the ground, "You.... Husband.... Your face... What's going on. ”

A subtle detail that she discovered.

On the face full of holes, calluses slowly appeared, and even subtle cracks appeared, as if the current face was a mask and began to crack......

“.... You're not my husband!!" The woman came back to her senses in shock, and immediately shouted loudly, and pushed it over with one palm.

The figure sitting upright kept staring at the paper window, ignoring the palm force that came over, just raised one arm and grabbed it with his hand.

A pinch.

The woman's white neck was pinched, and her body was lifted up in the air.

The staccato voice came out of her mouth with difficulty, and her eyes stared at the molting face, and then she became afraid, "..... White.... White.... You are.... White...."

Click!

The neck bone was easily pinched off, and the corpse fell at the man's feet with a thud, his eyes widened, and he died unwillingly.

Soon after, the wooden door was pushed open again, and the morning light was still shining outside, leaving only a corpse with residual warmth, a stinking mask of silk cloth......

PS: Second more. Today's is over.