(ps: Explain the problem of the system, for a long time, everyone felt that the system was selfless and selfless to help the protagonist achieve hegemony, and then retire after success.) Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info And then the spring breeze does not play cards according to common sense, and you will know later. ）

The small county of Nanping was originally green and full of people from the rivers and lakes, and it was normal to see the vendetta of the rivers and lakes. On the street, the young man hurried by, his basphemt shoes stepping on the stagnant water and mud that had not yet dried, splashing one after another, his body was light and sensitive, and he slipped through the gaps between people. Behind him, Tou Tuo, who was the fastest, also had to throw off the people who were in the way, and sprinted wildly, and the remaining big monks and the fighting men with exposed black hair chests had to follow closely behind, with a wide and vicious body, but no one dared to go up and provoke them.

When the young man arrived at the gate of the city, he collided with a merchant, and hurriedly helped him pick up the scattered goods, and hurriedly said a few words of "sorry", then got up and left, and went straight to a forest on the left side of the official road. The merchant scolded and yelled at the young man's back, and the three reckless men who chased after him also knew the direction of the other party's march and followed him all the way.

After scolding the merchant, he carried his burden towards the nearby village, and when he met a beggar begging on the way, he threw half of the steamed bun over, "Eat slowly, there is no third 'person' to grab with you." ”

The beggar looked around nervously, took the half of the bun in his mouth, and ran away.

.......

"Yan Xiaoyi - there is a kind of you stop. ”

The rough and hoarse roar made Yan Qing, who was still running, stop, and there was no weapon available in his coarse cloth clothes, he turned around and looked at the three people who were chasing behind him, and politely hugged his fists: "Brother Wu Song, Master Lu, Brother Tie Niu, don't come unharmed." ”

"Phew. Li Kui held the plate axe and bared his teeth angrily, "Whoever is a brother with you, I will be ordered by my brother." ”

Raising the plate axe, he was about to rush over, but was held down by a big hand on his shoulder, Lu Zhishen stepped forward, "Tie Niu is a little safe, wait for the Sprinkle family to ask him a few words, and it will not be too late to kill again." ”

"Then let this bird live a little longer. Li Kui glanced at Yan Qing angrily and twisted to the side.

The principle says that the flower monk Lu Zhi is jealous and hateful, and his temper is also impatient, but after the change of Liangshan, people have also calmed down, not so impatient and reckless, looking at his former brothers, he is not in a hurry to kill, "Xiao Yi, sprinkle the family and ask you, can you live in the imperial court with peace of mind?"

"How can you not be at ease?"

Yan Qing didn't want to say more, but said simply: "It's better than the hatred of breaking the family in my heart, since I met you in this small place, I want to fight or kill, Xiao Yi is next, don't talk about the past." ”

"Well, I will fulfill you. ”

Wu Song, who had never spoken, suddenly clenched the double knives, stepped on his feet, retracted the distance very quickly, and ran towards the other party, a knife fanned open, and the air broke rapidly. At that moment, Yan Qing bent down, got up, stretched out his hand and threw it, there was already a sound of breaking wind, and sparks exploded on the blade of the slashed knife, and in the blink of an eye, the figure ejected out like a cannonball, rushing towards Wu Song, who was stiff with the knife.

When Yan Qing was on Liangshan, her ability to wrestle was unmatched for a while. At this time, he approached the past, pushed the handle of the knife that had been cut out, slammed it to the ground under his feet, and threw the hand that pushed the handle of the opponent's knife obliquely, and immediately threw Wu Song, who could not contain his strength, and snatched a single knife from his hand.

Lu Zhishen and Li Kui, who were on the side, also moved at this moment, dancing the heavy iron Zen staff, "Ah-" roared, and with a wave of the wide sleeved robe, it swept over. Li Kui rushed over from the right side, close to the past, hung the double axe left and right, and cut horizontally-

Yan Qing's body is light and small, Rao is weapon in his hand will also fight with these two people, the current pace is very fast, quickly opened the distance between the two of them, in an instant, a knife came from the back, it was already too late to dodge, Yan Qing backhanded a knife on the back, a loud bang, the force was extremely strong, even if he blocked the blade, the power suddenly made him stagger a few steps forward.

It just so happened that the Zen staff and the plate axe slashed at the door in front of him..........

"Kill him—"

Li Kui's eyes showed a fierce light, his arm muscles were knotted, and he slashed violently. In an instant, there was a loud bang, sparks burst out, and the Zen staff and the plate axe collided together, and the figure was extremely agile and rolled and pounced from below, escaping from the gap between them. Then he paused and turned to swing his knife, and the blade turned into a half-moon of cold light in the air.

Monk Lu swung his staff, the tail end was against it, the crescent branch was pinched in the middle, blocking the opponent's knife momentum, and then the thick arm turned the cane body, a round, dazzling and striking. Yan Qing went to the knife momentum, lowered his head, and the body of the tree behind him burst open an inch of hole, and sawdust flew all over the place.

That strength..... Yan Qing was slightly speechless, and then he heard several steps on the side, and then he turned around, a blade was enlarged in his sight, and he subconsciously shrank back, and the vertical knife blocked, the knife momentum that came over like a shock, with a loud bang, Yan Qing's whole arm was numb, and the tiger's mouth burst out, and then flew out upside down with the knife, rolling on the ground twice.

The tip of the knife moved down, and one foot stepped on Yan Qing's body, Wu Song asked him sharply, "What else do you have to say?"

Xiao Yi didn't have anything to say. ”

Yan Qing leaned on the ground and no longer resisted, the person in front of him could even beat a tiger to death, and he was naturally not pleasing to be subdued, so he said weakly: "However, Xiao Yi still persuades his brothers, get out of here quickly, the farther away the better." ”

"What's the matter? Could it be that those gelding dogs have already been killed?" Li Kui rushed over and shouted like thunder: "It's just right, I Tie Niu killed them to avenge my brother Gongming." ”

Perhaps it was because of the injury, Yan Qing closed her eyes, closed her eyes and said: "No, the spies of Dongchang were also killed yesterday, and there are still third-party forces hiding in this city, wanting to wipe out Dongchang and the heroes of the green forest." ”

"I don't care if what you say is true or not, I'll kill you first—" Li Kui raised his axe and was about to cut it down.

Suddenly, a clear voice came deeper into the woods, followed by a sigh, "You should listen to him." ”

"Who-"

Lu Zhishen shouted angrily, and when he raised his eyes, a person walked out of the depths of the forest, dressed in a green shirt, beardless, and holding a python huqin. In the woods, the wind came, blowing the man's green shirt, and on the harp, the white fingertips trembled, the strings trembled, and with a buzz, a leaf broke in two in their line of sight.

The wind in the forest is still chattering, Wu Song and the three of them can't help but be a lot afraid of that person, the hand that has just been revealed is already the best in the internal kung fu, if it is a person, this person dares to come alone, I am afraid that there are accomplices nearby.

Behind them.

The rustle of leaves, the same person approached. Wearing a yellow fan-made bust hanging on his shoulders, black soap boots under his feet, and a pointed face, the four swords behind the man are lined up one by one, which is particularly eye-catching.

"I didn't expect to see four people from Liangshan here, tsk~" The man waved his arms lazily, with a smile on his face, but there was murder in his eyes.

Li Kui took a step forward with a plate axe and shouted: "Grandpa is the 'Black Whirlwind' Li Kui of Liangshan, and I am afraid that you will not succeed, and there is a kind of bird name on you." ”

The man in Tsing Yi who held the huqin in his arms gently plucked the strings, closed his eyes and sighed softly: "The god of mourning - Shen Luan." （bian）”

The man with the pointed face of the negative sword laughed twice, trembled lightly, and a sword was lightly unsheathed and fell into his hand, the sword was full of energy, "Lao Tzu is called 'Huang Fanshen' Zhuo Wanli"

The momentum is swinging, and the birds are flying wildly.

At this time, the sunlight after the rain finally shone down, passed through the forest gap, and fell to the ground.

Lu Zhishen threw the Zen staff to the ground, half a foot deeper, he tore off the monk's robe, his muscles were angry, and he yelled: "What god-"

"Look at the sprinkler, the god of farts!"

Immediately, the Zen staff was pulled up, the soil flew up, and it was killed.