Lilac's cooking skills are really not covered, especially the processing of all kinds of seafood and fish, steaming, frying, frying, turning over the old and bringing forth the new, the color, flavor and flavor, and the guests and hosts are happy, but the cloves are not shared on the table until the last dish is made, Xiyun then understands why Ding Zaiming put a bowl of dishes aside but does not eat it, it is really a father-daughter relationship. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xiyun sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes and meditated, and the qi in his body flowed, constantly repairing the damaged meridians. In deep meditation, he slowly realized the foundation of "No Desire, No Thought", rebuilt the spiritual realm, added bricks and tiles, and was meticulous.

Qingliu is also meditating, and the fact that he almost went mad has greatly stimulated him, and he is not in a hurry to break through now, he just wants to adjust his mentality.

At the beginning of Shen Shichu (three o'clock in the afternoon), the sun was like fire, and an old man in a purple robe strode into the Rejuvenation Hall, he was of medium stature, with a silver belt tied around his waist, about fifty years old, his beard was black and shiny, his face was solemn, and he was quite heroic, but his eyes were small, and his facial features looked a little discordant, but he looked gloomy, and his small eyes were shining, showing his profound internal cultivation.

The old man glanced around, sat down on the chair opposite the counter, and said, "Man, tell your shopkeeper to come out." "The voice is low and high-pitched, like metal rubbing, which makes people's ear drums hurt.

The guy at the counter is a young boy, but he has been sent for many years, and said with a smile: "What does Mr. need to order, our shopkeeper is old and frail, and he should still be taking a lunch break at this time, please forgive me." ”

"Hmph!" the purple-robed old man's face sank, and he gently slapped his palm on the table next to him, "I never say a word twice." ”

There were also a lot of martial arts people and medical civilians who came to grab medicine next to him, and they had a little word to see that the old man was so domineering, and he was about to count two sentences, but he saw the old man in the purple robe remove his palm, and a palm shape fell silently on the sour branch wooden table, and he couldn't help but stared at the old man in horror, quickly glanced at the old man, and immediately turned his gaze away, how dare he open his mouth.

The man's face also changed greatly, and he muttered: "Please wait a while, I'll go and report." ”

After a while, the shopkeeper Zheng came out with Ding Zaiming, and when Ding Zaiming saw the old man in the purple robe, his face immediately changed greatly, and he was about to turn around, the old man in the purple robe had a flash in his eyes, and he laughed, "It doesn't take any effort to get here." Ding Zaiming, long time no see!"

Ding Zaiming's eyes narrowed, staring at the purple-robed old man, he let out a long breath in his nose, gritted his teeth and came out after the shopkeeper Zheng, and his face changed again when he saw the palm print on the table. With such a gloomy and deep palm power, this old man's skills have improved in recent years!

Shopkeeper Zheng also saw the palm print, his eyes flashed with surprise, and he secretly screamed that it was not good, and gave a salute, "I don't know what your Excellency is here for?"

The purple-robed old man didn't stand up, and said leisurely: "The Iron Fist Club has always taken the Spring Hall as a friend, Shopkeeper Zheng, please think twice, let the two monks leave with him before the sun goes down, so as not to make it difficult for the old man." After a pause, he remembered something and smiled slightly, "The little girl of the Ding family is also here, and the old man wants it too!"

The shopkeeper Zheng's face changed, and it was the Iron Fist Club again, so he was not overbearing, which meant that if a few people were still in the Rejuvenation Hall by then, they would not care about the situation. Silver Belt, could it be the Iron Fist Elder? This is terrible, but he is neither humble nor arrogant and asked, "I don't know your Excellency's surname?"

The purple-robed old man laughed, glanced at the shopkeeper Zheng deeply, his eyes flashed, and he raised his sleeves, "Old man Zhuge is immortal." After finishing speaking, he turned away, looking arrogant, obviously not afraid of the shopkeeper Zheng to provoke afterwards.

Shopkeeper Zheng trembled, Zhuge Changsheng! That is not a person who has been famous for thirty or forty years, how can he be so young? It is rumored that this person is extremely skilled in martial arts, and the Iron Fist Society is beaten by his two fists, and he can't help but look at Ding Zaiming in horror.

Ding Zaiming had bitter hatred in his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "It's him." ”

Zheng shopkeeper is worried, Ding Zaiming has been here for more than six years, hard work, Lilac is clever and delicate, helping in front of and behind the house every day, making people lovely, he has treated her as half a granddaughter, two monks have an appointment with Miss Feiyan, and they are not to be missed.

But unless the name of the Ethereal Pavilion is raised, no matter how cruel the Rejuvenation Hall is, it will be difficult to stop the Iron Fist from acting. And the matter of secretly working for the Ethereal Pavilion is only known to him and the two core disciples in the entire branch, and the others are not aware of it, and it must not be exposed.

Ding Zaiming said: "I'll take Lilac away." The tone was firm and unquestionable, and it was clear that there was little awareness as a hired subordinate.

Shopkeeper Zheng sighed dejectedly, "Let's go back to the inner hall first." ”

Ding Zaiming also sighed secretly, but he came to Zhuge Changsheng and happened to know him. The deep hatred and blood hatred are vivid, and he has endured it so far for the sake of cloves, and now he can't avoid it.

Ding Xingwang of the Ding family in Wuwei City in the north a hundred years ago, and the famous "Chasing the Wind Palm" shocked the rivers and lakes, and spread out everywhere, covering the north, and then gradually declined for some reason, only a vein of Wuwei City remained, until seven or eight years ago, even a vein of Wuwei City was also wiped out.

The Ding family was weak at that time, so there was not much known in the rivers and lakes at that time, and today Ding Zaiming mentioned that everyone knew that it was actually done by the Iron Fist Club, and the purpose was the secret book of "Chasing the Wind Palm".

Lilac was not yet ten years old at the time, and fled with her parents. The Iron Fist Society is so powerful that they have nowhere to escape, and they gradually become encircled. The situation became more and more critical, and one night, Lilac's parents handed her over to Ding Zaiming, and after some instructions, the two of them led the team to break through and lead away the enemy, in exchange for a glimmer of life for Ding Zaiming and his daughter.

Ding Zaiming lived up to his expectations, and finally escaped with Lilac and hid in the small seaside town of Hepu.

Ding Xiang was still young at that time, and his memory was very vague, so when he heard Ding Zaiming briefly retell it, he couldn't help but think of the past, and suddenly burst into tears, screaming that he wanted to find the Iron Fist Society for revenge.

Ding Zaiming sighed gloomily, "That Zhuge Changsheng was already a super-first-class supreme master at that time, and now I look at the palm he left on the table...... Hey, the depth of the skill is very likely to have reached the forest of the master craftsmen. ”

Everyone saw that palm, and the palm print was as if it had grown on the wood, and the lines on the wood were not messy at all, not at all like a human being. Everyone felt that they could leave such a deep palm print on the table with all their might, but if they had to be silent, and the depth of the palm and finger parts were completely consistent, and there was no wood chips on the edges, it would be too much to do, even Xiyun and the Dragon Girl couldn't do it.

His skills have been condensed to such an extent, and he may indeed be a master at the level of a master craftsman, and it is surprising that he looks like he is in his early fifties.

A martial artist sighed: "This Zhuge Changsheng is indeed a tyrant, forcing us to hand over people before sunset, if we can delay until the night, we can have a little more hope of escaping." ”

Xiyun and Ding Zaiming both decided to leave as soon as possible, because staying in the Rejuvenation Hall would not help, Zhuge Changsheng immediately issued an ultimatum, and he would definitely do what he said, so this was not excessive.

Xiyun said apologetically: "Because we ended up implicating Senior Ding and Lilac Girl." ”

Ding Zaiming waved his hand, his fate should be like this, and he had nothing to say.

Qingliu looked at Shopkeeper Zheng, "About Miss Ling......"

Shopkeeper Zheng raised his hand to stop him, "I'll think about this matter again, the situation is forced and there is nothing to do, I will inform Miss." ”

Qingliu looked at Xiyun.

Xiyun sighed slightly, "It's no problem for her to protect herself." ”

Qingliu nodded, and said simply: "Then without further ado, let's go immediately." ”

Ding Zaiming also agreed, so they went back to clean up.

Lilac has experienced a fugitive life since childhood, although she is usually eccentric, but she is also very serious at this time, and she is very mature in a moment, and she only has more than ten sachets pinned to her waist, and there is no burden.

Ding Zaiming is used to walking the rivers and lakes, and he simply packed some soft clothes, which is very refreshing.

Xiyun's four rooms are connected together, the dragon girl enters the first room, Qingliu enters the second room, Xiyun is the third room, and He Chongrui is the last room.

Just as he was about to enter the room, Xiyun's heart suddenly beat wildly and he felt a strong uneasiness. He didn't panic, but immediately sank down, suddenly opened his eyes, and shouted: "He Chongrui, stand back!"

He Chongrui was walking to the door, suddenly startled, instinctively retreated, just as Xiyun's words fell, the wooden door suddenly shattered, scattered wood chips shot out, and a figure rushed out of the house, and the cold light flashed under the shadow of the eaves.

"Ahh

The dagger slashed against his scalp, and his black hair fell. A black-clothed masked man appeared outside the door, his body was thin, and he didn't turn around, but swung a palm to the left and struck Xiyun.

Xiyun Zizhu is straight and thorny, the palm wind is coming, the tip of the bamboo is shaking, and it immediately deviates from the direction.

The masked man was excited by Xiyun's anger, his body shook slightly, and he knew that this monk was powerful, his right hand immediately shook, and the dagger was thrown at He Chongrui, who fell to the ground.

He Chongrui's forehead was bleeding, a blood line went straight to the top of his head vertically, and his hair was missing, after all, there was still a bit of master instinct, he lifted his body sharply, retreated a foot, and pierced his thigh with a dagger.

On the other side, Xiyun shook Zizhu violently, broke through the fist wind, and suddenly accelerated to stab at the masked man. Qingliu and the dragon girl had already heard the sound and rushed out of the house.

The masked man snorted, his figure jumped upside down, his left hand raised, his right hand raised again, and six diamond-shaped darts shot out, and his toes jumped on the tile as swift as lightning, and he dodged away.

Darts blocked all approaches, and Xiyun flew four darts and dodged the other two, but it was too late to pursue.

Ding Zaiming was waiting in the back hall, and when he heard the exclamation, he immediately rushed over.

He Chongrui covered his bloody forehead, his face turned pale with horror, and he shouted: "Zhou Yixin, it must be Zhou Yixin!"

Xiyun said: "No. ”

"This man retreated immediately after missing the blow, he should be a professional killer, and the timing is truly terrifying, and it is the moment when we are ready to leave, without warning. Qingliu looked at He Chongrui with a look of fear, "Are you sure it was hired by Zhou Yixin?"

He Chong nodded his head.

Xiyun suddenly realized that this person was very different from Zhou Yixin in terms of body shape and technique, and it turned out to be a professional killer.

Leaving the Rejuvenation Hall is bound to be dangerous, He Chongrui wanted to persuade Xiyun not to let him accompany him earlier, but now he didn't dare to stay alone.

Near sunset, a cart pulled by four horses stopped at the main entrance of the Rejuvenation Hall, and an identical cart parked at the back door, which also faced a street, and the usual purchase of goods was the back door.

The Iron Fist Society helped the crowd immediately report to Zhuge Changsheng, Zhuge Changsheng smiled coldly, "Where can you escape?"