Chapter Seventy-Two: Good Friends
"Oh, when the time comes, you must let me see and understand!" Hearing that there are still people who play the guzheng superbly, I can't help but feel like a frog at the bottom of the well, and my heart is even more turbulent, and I want to get to know this master. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
"That's certainly, I won't let you down when the time comes!" said this, but he thought in his heart: No matter what, I will bring over your Xiaoao Jianghu's music score K first.
"Bang!" a good pine table was quenched again. It's really intense, but it's just a unilateral slaughter by Tian Boguang.
"Brother Tian, you are too treacherous, how can you bully people like this, at least you have to wait for others to pull out their swords and fight again, won't you be laughed at by the world like this, saying that you bully an unarmed person," it seems that Tianmen has a sword in his hand, "Of course, the sword that has not been drawn out is not a sword, you fight again, a fair duel!"
I have roughly figured out the routine of this Taishan faction, and it doesn't matter if you have a chance to take the sword, Tian Boguang spread his hands indifferently, "Okay, then rematch!" said to Tianmen, who was already lying on a piece of sawdust.
After seeing that Tianmen was knocked down by Tian Boguang, Ling Hu Chong also hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, but when he heard the conversation between Chen Xiao and Tian Boguang, Tianmen trembled with anger, and Ling Hu Chong thought that he was injured internally!
"Uncle Tianmen, why don't we go up together!" Ling Hu Chong proposed again.
"You come to me, I don't want you scum to help!" pushed Ling Hu Chong far away, but this time he learned wisely, first pulled out his sword, and attacked Tian Boguang directly, wanting to vent his anger in his heart.
But imagination is beautiful, reality is cruel. It's going fast, and it's falling to the ground fast!
I thought that I would be able to divide the balance by pulling out the sword, but I don't know if I was angry with Chenxiao and Tian Boguang, or if my own strength was not as good as Tian Boguang, my own move "Creation Zhong Shenxiu" was opened by Tian Boguang with a knife, and he rotated around behind him, and slapped himself on the ground with the blade of the knife.
Everyone looked at Tianmen lying on the ground again in surprise, did the director make a mistake in the script?
As early as when he took out the sword, he knew that the sword had no sword shape, and if it was weak, defeat was inevitable!
Tian Boguang raised the knife and wanted to scare the old man who fell to the ground, but he didn't expect him to look determined to die, it was really boring, but the knife was stopped by Ling Hu Chong on the way, and Yilin also said: "Don't!"
"The woman said no, that is, she wanted, old boy, you are dead!" Tian Boguang said with a wicked smile, wanting to kill him with a knife, but how dare he, that plague god has been staring at himself, I still want to live a few more years!
"Don't!" Yi Lin stepped forward to block Tian Boguang's falling fast knife, closed her eyes tightly, as if she really wanted to die for him, but she didn't see his fast knife fall for a long time.
Yi Lin peeked at it, and the fast knife stopped three inches above her head and didn't move, but she found that Tian Boguang was looking at her with a smile, and she was cramped for a while, and she didn't know what to do!
"Okay, since the beauty helped you intercede, let you go for the time being, get out of here!" put the knife into his waist and held Yilin in one hand, "Let's go, let's drink!"
At this time, because of the fight, the upstairs had already been scattered, and there were only two tables of people left, one was Ling Huchong and others from Tian Boguang's table, and the young man at the other table who ridiculed him and a stranger with his back to him, fortunately, he didn't meet a familiar friend on the rivers and lakes, otherwise he really didn't look up and be a man anymore, he picked up the sword on the ground in shame and unwillingly, and limped out of the door.
"It's all your fault, it's all your fault, we were misunderstood by the seniors of the Taishan faction!" Ling Hu Chong said with a chopstick knocking down the wine glass in Tian Boguang's hand.
"If you want me to say, I should have helped you finish him off with a knife just now, so that he wouldn't have to say bad things about you everywhere!" Tian Boguang said disapprerovingly, I'm thinking about you here.
"Cut, forget it, no matter, come and drink and drink!" "Anyway, things have already happened, and there is no point in regretting it, it is better to get drunk and rest."
"Come, come, I respect you!"
"Drink!"
"Alas, it's finally clean!" "Tianmen is gone, there is no more fighting, and finally the ears are much cleaner!
"You are really strange, you don't come forward to help when you Wuyue Sect friends are suffering, but hide here to drink, and you also make friends with this lewd thief Tian Boguang, are you really not afraid that your master will expel you from the master?" Qu Yang looked at the strange young man in front of him and asked.
"It's not that I don't help, it's that he doesn't let go, and it's because I say that he has the opportunity to pull out his sword, how can I say that I didn't help him, and if he loses, he can only blame him for not being proficient in learning, and no one has to worry about it! If you want to be a hero, you naturally have to pay the price!" Chen Xiao said with a wine glass.
Qu Yang almost choked on the wine when he heard his strange talk, what a strange person!
"Besides, this Tian Boguang is not a heinous person, right?"
"He's not even counted?" Qu Yang asked in surprise, could it be that someone framed the name of the flower thief?
"Actually, although he has the wisdom of picking flowers but he doesn't have the reality of picking flowers," seeing Qu Yang looking at himself suspiciously, "It's not that he didn't pick them, but that most of the people he picked were some stumps of willow branches and red apricots out of the wall.
"It's... This is really incredible!" Qu Yang sighed.
"Actually, this is still good, compared to those who really stand up to the evil demons but have never done bad things, they can't dissolve in the ranks of the demons, and they can't sit and talk with the righteous people, and they are born between heaven and earth but no one can drink and talk together, it's really sad!" Chen Xiao said bitterly.
Qu Yang's heart trembled, isn't this exactly what he said about himself and Liu Zhengfeng's brothers? Neither can he return to the Divine Cult, nor can he return to the right path, is it really intolerable to heaven and earth?
"But fortunately, I met me, abandon those stereotypes, the Buddha said: put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground. My friend is my friend as long as he has good intentions! I don't care about the world's eyes. Besides, there are no shortage of hypocrites in the righteous path, and the generation of real villains is really disgusting! For example, the Songshan faction surnamed Zuo, who has always pointed fingers at various factions under the banner of the leader of the Wuyue Alliance, is going to interfere with Uncle Liu's golden basin handwashing conference this time, what a villain!"
"What? The surname Zuo is so arrogant!" Qu Yang said.
Sure enough, I was a good friend, and when I heard that someone was dealing with Liu Zhengfeng, I was immediately anxious, for a lifetime!