Chapter 293 Insolent Grass Kou Ben is helpless

Excitement is excitement, at the critical juncture, it is not the time for the master and apprentice to talk about martial arts, the evil wolves have been impatient to surround them, and the encirclement is getting smaller and smaller······ Qu Lingzhu was already in a cold sweat in the face of such a scene, and his voice trembled a little.

"Master······ How... What to do?"

At the end of the fire, there was a burst of laughter in the bamboo forest.

"What a bunch of beasts dare to attack my friend, it's impatient······"

Listening to this voice, this person's internal strength is very deep, and it vaguely seems to be somewhat familiar.

Hei Wuxin pondered for a moment, and his eyes lit up.

"Brother Zhou······"

Before the words fell, a cold wind blew, and a person jumped out of the jungle, this person was tall and had a deep voice, and it was really Zhou Yinlong, the owner of Juxiang Valley.

Hei Wuxin and Qu Lingzhu showed a hint of a smile, and Qu Lingzhu couldn't bear the excitement in your heart and shouted: "Uncle Zhou, be careful... This wolf is very vicious."

Zhou Yinlong didn't wait for a reply to come to the edge of the wolves, and while raising his palms high, a huge true qi appeared in the sky, and his body was shrouded in a beam of white light, and in the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of chrysanthemum pieces with yellow light like sharp blades shot out in all directions, and everywhere the blade went, it was all alarmed by the commotion of the wolves and accompanied by the wailing of the wolves.

The attacked wolves didn't care about attacking Hei Wuxin's master and apprentice, and they all turned their heads and pounced on Zhou Yinlong, but those wolves fell to the ground and died one after another when they were attacked by Zhou Yinlong.

Gradually, dozens of vicious wolves fell in a pool of blood, and at this time, Hei Wuxin showed a reassuring smile.

In the end, the remaining three or two seriously injured wolves were no longer enemies of Zhou Yinlong, but turned around and limped towards the forest to flee for their lives.

Qu Lingzhu chased after a few steps and shouted, "Why didn't Master Zhou kill them all, what if they moved to the rescue?"

Zhou Yinlong scratched the head of the spirit spider and smiled: "Leave three points for everything, don't kill them all, this is the virtue of my martial arts practitioners, not to mention that they are just a group of hungry animals, if we are hungry, we will lose our minds, let alone wolves that live by eating meat?"

Qu Lingzhu nodded as if he didn't understand.

Hei Wuxin and Zhou Yinlong took a short rest, and said, "Brother Zhou, didn't you come to Yangzhou this time for the matter of your righteous brother?"

Zhou Yinlong seemed to have some happy smiles, and said, "When I first met Zhou Shaoxia, I felt an indescribable sense of closeness, ······ Alas······ Whether it's or not, you have to check it out."

Hei Wuxin nodded slightly.

"Hmm······ The righteous brother has a hearty personality, but he is somewhat similar to Brother Zhou, I hope I can find out some eyebrows this time······"

Zhou Yinlong sighed deeply, and Qu Lingzhu saw that the two of them sighed as if they had thought of something, and interjected in order to break the temporary deadlock: "Uncle Zhou, is Sister Ying'er okay? Why didn't she come to Yangzhou with you? I want to die Sister Ying'er······"

A gust of incense blew, and the three of them looked towards the bamboo forest in unison············ Leave three points for everything, and never do things to the end, but the virtue of being a man. However, how many people can do it under the influence of fame and fortune?

Smiling in the face of hatred is a kind of forgiveness. Jealousy and hatred are not the actions of gentlemen, and they can only be sealed for a while, and it is difficult to stop the words of the people in the world.

Qin Lingxue, the head of the Xuezhu Sect, who claimed to be a gentleman of the rivers and lakes and dared to compare with Qingzhu, had already pierced the veil of beauty outside his body after the setback of the Martial Arts Conference, and gradually revealed his true face.

The cross slope is surrounded by mountains and rivers, flowers bloom and birds contend, a beautiful landscape picture, but in such a beautiful scenery there is a group of maniacs who rob houses, maybe their nature is not bad, and they pretend to be fierce in front of passers-by may be to cover up their inner timidity.

The vicissitudes of the rivers and lakes, in troubled times, may be just to fill the stomach.

In the cross-slope cottage, hundreds of bandits dressed in colorful and different clothes are making loud noises, some are eating and drinking, some are shouting and drinking around a table and playing with dice, and some are making a fire.

Behind the bandits are all kinds of messy weapons of different lengths that look like farm tools.

The smell was stinking, and a child wearing a belly pocket and lower body in the smoky miasma crowd came into view.

The child looked to be four or five years old, with a strand of yellowed silk hair wrapped in a coarse cloth on the top of his head, and a pair of large, watery talking eyes that were looking at the butterflies in the air smartly, sometimes showing a little smile.

The boy ignored the noise of the others, and squeaked and said something as he chased the butterfly.

"Butterfly wait for me······ Can you play with me······"

In the middle of the chase, he suddenly stumbled, and the child's whole body lost its balance, and he saw that his leaning body was about to fall on a bluestone on the ground, and suddenly the surrounding bandits opened their eyes wide and let out a burst of exclamation.

A man jumped out of the crowd with thick eyebrows and phoenix eyes, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and the corners of his mouth were slightly pulled down and surrounded by thick black beards.

The man came to the child in an instant, and without waiting to stand firmly, he stretched out a foot to block the bluestone, and then the instep of his foot was gently raised, covering the child's face, and at the same time, he reached out and grabbed the child's body like a cotton ball, and rotated three hundred and sixty degrees on the spot to stand firmly.

"Hong'er, are you alright?"

The man said with concern.

Hong'er seemed to be dissatisfied with the scene just now, and squeaked playfully: "It's fun... Hee-hee fun······"

At this time, there were cheers from the crowd: "Wang Zhong is good at kung fu······ Brother Wang's good kung fu"

It turned out that this person was Wang Zhong, the second master of the cross slope, and Hong'er was the son of Wang Zhong.

While everyone was cheering, a familiar voice came from outside the cottage: "Second brother... Second brother, it's not good... Oh no······"

Wang Zhong put down the red child in his arms when he heard the sound, turned around and looked out of the cottage door.

He smiled and shouted, "Big brother, what's going on?

At this time, a person hurriedly walked over in the distance, and he saw that he was the eldest brother Qin Da, who pretended to be Qin Lingxue and robbed the house.

Qin Dayi's frustrated eyes were enough to prove that he had suffered a lot of losses outside.

Qin Da hung his head and talked to Wang Zhong for a while, and the two sat down at a stone table, and the minions hurriedly brought a pot of fragrant tea, and Qin Dameng took two sips and sighed deeply.

"Alas······ Damn, I accidentally ran into three weirdos today, those three people are very good at kung fu and behave strangely, I don't want those three weirdos to hurt a few of my brothers, if I didn't escape quickly, I'm afraid they will also take their lives······"

Qin Da sighed and explained the process again.