Chapter 3 Ximen Qing
"Hehe!ha!" Dongfang looked up at the sky, seemingly laughing, but his facial expression did not change at all, and everyone was terrified, "Bloody! I haven't met an ignorant junior like you for a long time, although I contradict Lao Tzu, but Lao Tzu still likes you!"
After laughing, Dongfang Luo looked at the pock-faced man, his eyes showed a bloodthirsty light, and the other three tyrants all knew the boss's temperament and knew that he had murderous thoughts again. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Say it!" as if the voice came from the depths of the Nine Shadows, cold and piercing, "How do you want to die, Lao Tzu will fulfill you." ”
Although the pock-faced man said that he was bloody, but in the face of Dongfang's cold gaze, his heart was half cold, thinking that he was about to die, but there was still a wish that had not been fulfilled, and his heart was full of unwillingness and remorse.
At this time, a hearty laugh pulled him back to reality, "Big brother, do you still need this kind of little person to do it yourself, leave it to me." It was Ximen Qing who was standing next to him, "I just saw a cliff over there, little brother, I am very interested, why don't I take him there to solve it?"
"Haha! The fourth brother is really interested, when do you like to play trapeze", Nan Tianqiong laughed when he heard it, his voice was low and bold, but the loudness was extremely loud, and all the men who were kneeling on the ground were in pain in their eardrums, but no one dared to persuade him to stop, for fear that before he said a word, it was true that he would be smashed by a palm.
After laughing, I heard Nan Tianqiong say again: "I saw that cliff when I came, it was terrifyingly high, if you throw people down, you must not fall into a meat pie." ”
Although he was worried, people who didn't know thought he was upset about the pock-faced man. But is this really the case? Who is he? The second tyrant of Yanggu, Nan Tianqiong! How could he be kind enough to save the pock-faced man, it is estimated that he would like Ximenqing to throw him off the cliff. Thinking of this, everyone was frightened, and at the same time, they were secretly glad that they knew the current affairs and took the initiative to surrender at the beginning, otherwise they didn't know how to die.
"It's okay, fourth, I'll leave it to you. Dongfang defeated the killing machine in the eyes of the restraint, among the many subordinates who were subdued today, a few of them could be regarded as barely entering the list of masters, and they were still very happy in their hearts, and said with a smile: "Be neat, don't leave the troubles." Ximenqing knew what the boss meant, that is, he had to go down to the bottom of the cliff to confirm that this person was really dead before leaving, and he couldn't leave a living mouth, so he replied with a smile: "Understand, boss, although the cliff is high, it is difficult for me Ximenqing, and I will personally accompany him down." ”
Dongfang defeated and knew that although the fourth child's martial arts were mediocre, but light skills were ranked first in today's martial arts, and the number of people who surpassed him in light skills did not exceed two hands, plus the numb-faced man had a hemp needle in one hand, and his martial arts went to at least forty percent, so he was naturally relieved. With a wave of his hand, Ximenqing walked towards the cliff with the pockmarked man.
Then Dongfang turned his head to look at the kneeling people, and took out a purple medicine bottle from his cuffs: "Since you have promised to join the Black Wind Village, then eat the pills in this vial to show your loyalty, and make contributions in the future, be prosperous and rich, and enjoy it inexhaustibly~"
The woods were eerily quiet, except for the rustle of shoes in the fallen leaves. Ximen Qing took the pockmarked man to the edge of the cliff, ignored him, and looked at the distant sky by himself, thoughtfully.
After waiting for a while, Ximen Qing still didn't speak, the pock-faced man looked at him from behind, slender and straight, dressed in white, and the corners of his clothes swayed with the mountain wind, as if he was fluttering like a fairy, and the rumored 'Ximen official' was like two people. Is he the thief who was spurned by the rivers and lakes? The pock-faced man himself was not sure. But there is a little pockmarked man who can judge that he who is now injured is definitely not this person's opponent.
Finally, in this strange quiet, the pock-faced man was unstable: "Skills are not as good as others, admitting defeat under the next, if you want to kill or chop, Your Excellency will give you a quick talk, Lao Tzu will never blink his eyes!" The voice was sonorous and powerful, and he put on a posture of seeing death as home.
"Hehe! It's a man!" Ximen Qing smiled, turned around and looked at him: "As you wish!"
After that, the pock-faced man only felt that the white shadow flashed in front of him, and he couldn't move all over his body, it turned out that Ximenqing came to him in an instant and clicked on the acupoint.
"Oh mamaa!!" A terrible sound floated from the cliff, breaking the original tranquility of the woods.
Ximenqing held the pock-faced man in one hand, jumped down the cliff, tossing and turning in the mountain rocks, indescribably chic and elegant.
The pock-faced man closed his eyes in fright, "Ahhh!!h
"Hey, wake up!" A familiar clear voice came from my ears, is it a hallucination? Yes, it must be, I'm dead~
Suddenly felt a pain on his face, a little hot pain, the numb-faced man opened his eyes and looked at the white-clothed young man in front of him: "Did you hit me just now?"
"No, I didn't fight?" Ximen Qing said with a serious face, not in a hurry to think about it, and said: "I see that you are a man, I will not kill you today, remember, your life is mine, I will come back at any time when I am in a bad mood." ”
Happiness came so suddenly, the pock-faced man looked incredulous: "You said you wouldn't kill me?" Then he remembered that he was the famous Yanggu Four Tyrants, and said: "I don't believe it!"