People, especially young people, when they have a little capital to make a living, and it just so happens that they have been envied and sought after by many people after the combination of eyes and colorful halos, people can't help but be proud. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

For example, the Eight Swords of Huangshan, they are all young people, and among the younger generation, they are undoubtedly the best. To put it more carefully, if there are thousands of young people in the entire martial arts, they can at least rank within the hundred. To be more specific, if they are college entrance examination students hundreds of years later, then the top universities such as Tsinghua University and Peking University will definitely exempt them from the examination. In other words, they are all high-achieving students of the younger generation, young and handsome.

Liao Bisheng, the head of Huangshan, called them to Juyi Hall and explained to them in detail the characteristics of this person in the dream, they all had disdain written on their faces, and almost all of them were one thought: at best, a rich second generation, a hooligan who messes around outside with a bit of family background, ridiculous that Qingcheng Zhao Yu, but he was afraid of offending the Jianghu Dao in the south of the Yangtze River, so he said that the dream hooligan was so dangerous, and if he continued to attack, the rest of the masters of the various factions would not only be completely destroyed, but he would not be able to retreat from the whole body. Respecting the strength of the opponent is permissible courtesy, but exaggerating the facts to the opponent is a hypocritical retreat.

Therefore, although the head of Huangshan has been very serious and repeatedly asked them to be extremely cautious when they go to the middle of their dreams, the proud Huangshan Eight Swords are only submissive on the surface, but in fact, they can't wait to run in front of the dreamer hooligans immediately, full of iron fists, and expose his infinite appearance, which is actually just a wax gun head wearing a mask and playing hooligans everywhere, that is, a useless goods.

The head of Huangshan sighed secretly in his heart, he knew what kind of person Qingcheng Zhao Yu was, perhaps, he was still young, but he knew even more about this young man, how terrifying his realm was- Even if he is the head of his beautiful generation, he may not be Zhao Yu's opponent, this is not to say that the head of the Qingcheng faction is much more powerful than him, so the disciples he taught are also stronger than him, but Zhao Yu's talent is amazing, it can be said that he is already better than the blue, among the younger generation, perhaps, it is Fang Rushi, the proud disciple of the Tianshan Hero, and Qin Dao, the disciple of the South China Sea Stone Buddha, and the disciple of the West Kunlun Purple Smoke Shenni, Miaoyu Shitai, etc., there are a few that can be matched.

However, it is natural that young people are full of sharpness, and if, at a young age, they shrink their heads and tails, and the vigorous vitality of their youth is lost, it is not a good thing.

If all the blood is lost and all the sharpness is buried, then the rivers and lakes can still make people fascinated and yearn for blood?

Young people need to be tempered in setbacks in order to be able to grow strong without turning back.

After sending off the eight young people, the head of the coach called the captain of the coach, Eh, and the other said the deputy leader, Ye Jishen, to his side.

The name Ye Jishen doesn't know if the wind was very strong when his mother gave birth to him, shaking off the fallen leaves and covering the well at the door of the house, or his father's deep attachment to his first love or his deep hatred for the enemy, anyway, for his appearance, it is very appropriate, his eyes are very deep, as if he has not been in front of the computer for seven or eight days and nights to study the island country technology film, and the face frequency is not a few taels of meat successfully created two extremely deep dimples, the most distinctive thing is that his stomach is extremely deep sockets, at first glance, it seems that he is going to perform the prelude to the belly suction basin to lift the buttocks and inhale the abdomen。 He is about fifty years old, tall and thin, and with this image, if he walks on the street in a few hundred years, he is guaranteed to have a policeman who is full of vigilance and says to him: Lean against the wall, hold the wall with both hands, and spread your legs, let us check if you have any powder in your pocket.

A typical image of a pink man.

However, as the saying goes, people cannot be seen, and the sea cannot be measured. After suffering losses, the kind ancients were generally unwilling to let future generations follow in their footsteps.

Ye Jishen, who looks like a pink man, is actually a kendo master, if anyone thinks he is a weak pink man, it will be really a sadness.

"Boss. Ye Jishen's face was a little strange, because, there was no big deal, and the head of the sect would not summon him easily.

The head of the house looked a little solemn, and said: "These stinky boys have not suffered any setbacks, I am worried that they will encounter accidents with the three young people of the Shangmeng family." ”

Ye Jishen sighed softly: "Master, actually, you didn't say it, I am also going to go down the mountain, after all, although they are all your personal disciples, but in fact, almost all of them are taught by me, and they are just like my disciples, so I don't feel at ease." ”

The head said: "Young man, there is nothing wrong with arrogance, it is wrong, but I am afraid that the object is wrong - what kind of person is Zhao Yu in Qingcheng, you and I both know that there are very few people in the world who can make him retreat in the face of difficulties." ”

Ye Jishen nodded and said, "I understand." ”

"You have to be careful, go ahead. ”

"Hmm. ”

Although the town is not very large, it is not easy to find a person. Fortunately, the business field of the dreamer is as extensive as God's love, although the pavilion town is small, but there are also interests to be made, as small as mosquitoes have meat, the pavilion town can at least be compared to a pig's leg.

In the center of the street, there is a tea house called "Mengxiang".

The owner of the tea house is called Mengxiang, a side of the Mengjia, a middle-aged man dressed in white and clean clothes.

When Meng sat down on the coffee table and drank the good tea made by Boss Mengxiang, the young man who was sent out to inquire about Lao Wang and his daughter's news came back. The young man said that Miss Wang had been taken to her grandmother's house and would not return until the evening.

Mengxiang said: "Sanshao, you can rest here, and in the evening, I will go over and call you." ”

Meng nodded and followed the guy into the backyard.

A guy couldn't help but ask his boss: "Dongjia, didn't Sanshao just get married not long ago, why did he ......?"

Mengxiang said coldly: "Sanshao's matter, he has his own insight, and it is not our turn to point fingers." ”

The guy was taken aback, nodded and said, "Yes." The little one is too mouthy. ”

Mengxiang said lightly: "A person's mouth is a tool for people to survive, but sometimes, the mouth is also a murder weapon that kills people." ”

The guy said with trepidation: "Got it." ”

At night, the lights of the Wang house are brilliant.

In Guanzhen, the Wang family is also a big family.

Of course, what makes the Wang family proud is not that the Wang family's financial resources and power in the town are second to none, but that the Wang family has produced a young handsome man, Wang Chengbing, one of the eight swords of Huangshan.

Wang Chengbing, twenty-six years old, ranked fourth among Lao Wang's five sons and one daughter, but people always look at achievements, even if it is, the appearance of the fourth is not outstanding, and the ranking is almost the last, however, when he sits in the hall, his three brothers and a younger brother who is much more handsome than him have become his foil.

Those uncles and aunts, those uncles and aunts, those neighbors who came to make soy sauce, three aunts, six mothers-in-law, seven aunts and eight aunts, all saluted Wang Chengbing with their eyes.

even, put Lao Wang aside.

Lao Wang had no opinion at all.

Parents, do not want their children to be more outstanding than themselves, children's excellence, invisible, is already in the circle of parents' success, at least, fully expressed, their genes are excellent, their education is successful, therefore, the glory of children, is the pride of parents.

Although the two senior brothers who accompanied Wang Chengbing were slightly better than Wang in their art industry, they also knew the truth that the guest did not take away the halo of the master, so they remained silent, silently making green leaves on the side to set off the healthy and gorgeous bloom of the safflower of the junior brother.

It can be said that the soil is broken into dust, and the old king is more than sixty years old, and naturally understands that sometimes, the green leaves also need to be maintained, and if the green leaves are dry, the safflower will not live long. Therefore, Lao Wang was very understanding and talked to Wang Chengbing's two senior brothers.

He knows the names of his son's two senior brothers, although they are all dressed in yellow shirts, as if they want to highlight the yellow of Huangshan, it is estimated that it should be the unified costume of the Huangshan faction, at first glance, it is almost mistaken that it is an acrobatic troupe, but Lao Wang knows that those who once had such an opinion, they have been greatly punished.

The disciples of Huangshan are not good men and women, especially these young people with strong blood, they are obviously famous young heroes in the world, but you are so faceless to juxtapose them with some monkey tricksters, are people happy?

What Lao Wang knew, that is, when these two Huangshan disciples and their son went to Huashan to participate in the annual martial arts exchange conference, they passed through a village on the way, and were mistaken for the actors they hired to congratulate the local old village chief on his birthday. His name is Antaisheng (I'll go, is it because he was naughty in his mother's womb that caused the fetal position to be seriously shifted, and his parents used to pray for him so devoutly in front of God?), Xiao Anzi was really a naughty child who set the whole village on fire. It's still his own child who is kinder, and basically didn't do anything, just found some kerosene for his senior brother to light the fire.

Although, after the incident, it caused a relatively big trouble, and the suffering villagers jointly petitioned the Shaolin Temple, asking the presiding abbot to administer justice for them.

Although the host of the Shaolin Temple is also very dissatisfied, the background of the master of the crime is profound, and he is the family of the eight major factions of the Central Plains Martial Arts, and he can pinch you to death with a finger casually.

In desperation, the abbot had no choice but to convene the heads of the eight major factions to gather for a discussion meeting.

If the matter is that other so-called crooked disciples of the sect do such a thing as bullying ordinary people by force, they will immediately take the most ruthless means in the fastest time: kill!

However, it is these famous and decent disciples who are committing the crime now, and if the incident is made public, it will be a loss of all the reputations of the famous and decent families.

In order to cover up this scandalous incident, which will be morally questioned by the world, they have made one plan - one plan - attention, one of which is the one plan, and the other plan is in reserve.

As a result, the simple peasant brothers did not know that they needed to turn when their heads approached the big tree, otherwise they would break their heads - they were still stubborn and indomitable, colliding with the big tree - and they were not to blame, when the young men of Huangshan burned their house, they were naturally reluctant, so, in the midst of some pushing and shoving, a pregnant woman who was about to give birth broke through the amniotic water, and the blood was surging, and it was too late to treat it, so she died, taking a corpse and two lives!

Her husband was furious and vowed to take the lives of several murderers!

Now that the matter has reached an irreconcilable situation, the backup plan of the eight major factions has to be introduced: Kill!

Very clean!

Very thorough!

The entire village, with a population of 393, was completely wiped out overnight.

What is sin?

Sin is to use more tyrannical means to cover up the crime when the crime has been committed.

People, it's always pathetic.

When some people sin and do not see punishment, they not only do not give thanks, but they intensify it as a privilege favored by God.

Therefore, they are still so proud when they are at large!

Meng himself also knows that he is definitely not a hero who destroys demons and defends the way, in this world, it is very tiring to be a good person, so tired that you went to the market to buy vegetables and did not bargain with the aunt who sold Chinese cabbage, and the aunt thinks that you are a fool who can be deceived at will.

If it weren't for the purpose of saving Guo Yu, the eight people who carried the sedan chair would have asked him not to come.

Dream classmates are slow, as if walking into their own home as relaxed and casual. On this cool night in late autumn, classmate Meng is still shaking his fan in a chic manner, looking like he is working hard.

Everyone was stunned. The air seemed to be silent.

Who is a famous disciple, his eyes are good, Wang Chengbing, Luo Yufeng, and An Taisheng brothers shouted at the same time: "Dream swimming?"

And when they spoke, they also stood together.

Lao Wang was stunned and said, "Little Bing, who is he?"

"He is ......" Wang Chengbing will not be easy to introduce what kind of role Meng should be, saying that he is a martial arts character, it seems that he has not floated in the rivers and lakes, although Jiangnan' The four princes have a great reputation, but for their pride these days, they don't pay attention to it at all, even if the three young dreamers of the Jiangsu and Zhejiang events turn their hands into clouds and cover their hands for rain, but after all, he is almost all controlled behind the scenes, and many people are still unclear, and even, martial arts people think that it is just a dispute between ordinary merchants, and their real martial arts world is completely different concepts.

An Taisheng sneered: "Uncle Wang, he is just a gentleman, there is nothing remarkable. ”

Classmate Meng casually pulled a chair and sat down, and said very seriously: "Lao Wang, I'm here to say hello to you." ”

Lao Wang was stunned: "Where does the joy come from?"

Meng pointed to his nose: "I'm here to be a matchmaker for your daughter, you see, isn't this a happy event?"

Before Lao Wang could ask, a crisp voice sounded at the door of the hall: "Be a matchmaker for me, that's really a happy event!"

With a crisp voice, a delicate woman in a red dress appeared in everyone's sight.

Classmate Meng actually beckoned to the woman: "Come on, let my brother see if your various indices have reached the standard." ”

The woman in the red dress walked in front of him lightly, and said with a smile: "Take a look." ”

Meng said: "You take a look twice." ”

The woman in the red dress pinched the orchid finger in her hand, and her graceful body rotated twice, and said, "What's the matter?"

Meng had to agree: "Plump buttocks, full breasts, easy to give birth to, and the child should not be hungry, Cheng." ”

The woman in the red dress said, "Can I go now?"

Lao Wang stood up, his expression changed greatly, and said, "Girl!"

Wang Chengbing's wrist reached for the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Meng's tone suddenly became cold, as if he had forcibly poured a terrifying ice stream into this living room out of thin air, and the temperature dropped directly to minus Celsius. He said coldly: "Don't blame me for not giving me a friendly reminder first, when I look at beautiful women, I don't want to see someone let me look at the sword." ”

It was as if out of thin air a powerful hand firmly grasped Wang Chengbing's hand, so that he couldn't move at all!

The next moment, Xiao Wang knew that this gentleman in front of the world turned out to be so terrifying, one of the eight swords of Huangshan Mountain, in front of him, even the strength to draw the sword disappeared.

At this moment, he knew why, his sister, who had always been known for her wisdom, would make the decision to follow this scoundrel in an instant - because, if he resisted, tonight, everyone here would be buried by history!

The woman in the red dress left with her dream classmate.

Everyone's expressions were relieved.

Whew!

But the marble floor under the feet of Wang Chengbing, Luo Yufeng, and An Taisheng suddenly shattered, and it is conceivable that they had just encountered such a huge pressure!

Wang Chengbing gritted his teeth fiercely: "Send a signal and gather a few senior brothers." ”

An Taisheng said with a solemn expression: "I'm afraid, Zhao Yu's choice is not wrong." ”

The people who can make Zhao Yu avoid three things, what kind of old are they Huangshan Eight Swords?

Pine forest.

The night breeze blows, the pine waves are like the sea, and this rises and falls.

Lao Liu's grass house was lit with oil lamps.

The lights are dim.

Lao Liu's face standing in front of the door also seemed to be dim.

Classmate Meng brought the woman in the red dress to him, Lao Liu didn't seem very excited and excited, instead, he just silently handed Classmate Meng a piece of paper.

Meng looked at it, there was no one on the bed, his heart had twitched suddenly, a bad thought came to his mind, forcibly pressed the mood, and unfolded the white paper, on which was written a line of small words by Juanxiu: In the next life, be your woman.

Meng snorted lightly, took two steps back, and in an instant, the blood on his face seemed to be completely drained, pale as snow, and then, a wisp of blood slowly flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

Lao Liu was shocked and shouted loudly: "Sanshao, what's wrong with you?"

As he spoke, he had already reached out to hold classmate Meng's wrist, who knows, classmate Meng's huge abusive force suddenly shook him out and flew out!

Classmate Meng smiled bitterly in a low voice and said, "Lao Liu, as long as she is well, everything doesn't matter." ”

Lao Liu turned over and got up, his expression changed again and again, and he said with a solemn expression: "Sanshao, you have a very strange tyrannical power on your body, it will kill you, you have to calm down, and then, stay on my side, I'll go to that old woman, maybe she has a way." ”

The woman in the red dress couldn't help but say, "Does it matter?"

Lao Liu glanced at her and said, "Little girl, I originally observed that you were suitable to inherit my medical mantle, but now I don't have that leisure, you can go back." ”

The woman in the red dress was slightly stunned, and then her beautiful eyes flashed with brilliance, and said, "Old man, since you have found Xiao Sheng, Xiao Sheng is your disciple." ”

Lao Liu was stunned, then nodded and said, "Okay, you look at Sanshao, I'll go find someone." ”

Meng waved his hand and sighed softly: "I know the crux of my problem, as long as I calm down, it's fine, it doesn't matter." ”

He then smiled at Lao Liu and said, "Now, we don't owe each other." ”

Lao Liu sighed and said: "Sanshao, I owe you, I didn't manage people for you." ”

Classmate Meng really smiled and said, "Lao Liu, for Guo Yu, even if she only recovers one percent, you can't keep her." ”

Lao Liu nodded helplessly, Guo Yu, a master who stands at the top of the martial arts world, is indeed not someone who can keep her.

Meng didn't say anything more, covered his heart that began to hurt with his palm, turned around and left.

Soon, the figure of Yume-san's disappeared completely.

In the night breeze, he could only hear Lao Liu's soft sigh full of helplessness, because he knew that even if he found his junior sister, he would not be able to save Sanshao.

In the sight of the woman in the red dress, she saw tears suddenly appear in the corners of the master's eyes.

This made her very surprised, the life and death of a young man can affect an elder who is not related by blood, what kind of relationship should it be, or, Sanshao, this person, worthy of the elders to be moved by him?

So, the question is, what kind of person is Sanshao?