Li Wenxiu is using a long sword to fight a powerful masked enemy alone.

But how could she possibly defeat the master who taught him these moves? It didn't take long for her to start to falter and fall into a disadvantage.

The masked old man had many opportunities but did not kill her and even shouted at her angrily.

Li Wenxiu, however, just remained silent and did not stop. The two of them exchanged two more moves. The masked man raised his left hand, and Li Wenxiu dodged to the right. Unexpectedly, this move was a feint, and his right palm slashed down quickly.

There was a sound, hitting her on the left shoulder.

Li Wenxiu stumbled and almost fell down. A thought flashed through his mind like lightning: "This move of 'striking in the east and striking in the west' was taught to me by my master. How could I have forgotten it?"

The masked man shouted at him again, this time in Chinese, which Li Jiang understood. What he said was: "If you don't leave, I'm going to kill you!"

Li Wenxiu's mind flashed back to the image of Su Pu and A Man clinging to each other. For a moment, the feeling of losing her loved one made her feel cold inside, and she had the thought of giving up on herself. She shouted, "Just kill me!" She refused to give up.

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After just a few moves, she was punched in the waist. She was so painful that she dropped her sword and squatted down. She thought to herself: "I'm going to die! I might as well die in the master's hands." Then she closed her eyes as if she was relieved, and waited.

The last moment of life has arrived.

Unexpectedly, the expected killing move did not fall, and there was a shout beside him, and someone rushed towards the master.

Li Wenxiu opened his eyes for no apparent reason, but almost didn't believe what he saw. It turned out to be Old Man Ji holding a short knife in his right hand, and he was already fighting with his master.

Like an old man.

Li Jiang silently took back the golden snake awl in his hand. If old man Ji hadn't saved it just now, he would have already taken action. In order to save people, he took out his most powerful hidden weapon to avoid missing.

Li Wenxiu nervously watched the fight between Old Man Ji and his master, and the more he watched, the more curious he became. Because Old Man Ji raised his hands and feet, and his moves were completely the same as those of his master, which were the martial arts she had learned.

This made her a little confused. After thinking about it, she thought that the martial arts in the Central Plains were all like this. The master learned martial arts from the Central Plains, and Grandpa Ji was from the Central Plains. They should have learned the same martial arts. However, Grandpa Ji knew martial arts, but he had always

have no idea.

Thinking of his silent protection for her for twelve years, Li Wenxiu began to feel warm in her heart.

The fight between the two people over there got tighter and tighter, and the masked man suddenly screamed: "Hello, Ma Jiajun!" He sped up the attack, but old man Ji didn't notice and was deceived by the masked man.

Everyone present exclaimed in unison. Li Wenxiu almost fainted.

The masked man jumped up and kicked Old Ji with his left leg, right leg, and both legs. But at this moment, a white light flashed, and Old Ji's dagger shot out of his hand and penetrated his lower abdomen.

The masked man screamed miserably, and with one move of "Five Thunder Strikes" with both fists, he struck hard at Old Man Ji's Tianling Cap. Li Wenxiu knew that Old Man Ji would never survive these two punches, so he summoned up all his strength, jumped over and raised his arms to block, and clicked.

With a sound, his arms were so shaken that they were about to break.

Just when she was about to lose control and injure herself, a golden light suddenly flashed, and a small snake was inserted into the masked man's Tanzhong acupoint, with its tail still trembling.

After the masked man was hit, he immediately lost his temper, and the arms that were holding Li Wenxiu down became weak, and he fell to the ground.

Li Wenxiu came over and quickly helped Old Ji up. She thought that Old Ji's face must be bloody and terrifying, but she didn't know that what she saw was the face of a strong man.

She was startled, and when she looked closely, she saw that this face was cleanly shaved and quite handsome. Under the light of the torch, which was always bright and dim, it was pale and completely bloodless.

This man was only in his thirties, but he had a pair of eyes that were familiar to her. It was very strange to match this unfamiliar face.

Li Wenxiu stayed for a while, then exclaimed "Ah", pushed Old Man Ji's body, and jumped back. Because of his mood swings, and because he was injured a little, his feet gave way and he sat down on the ground.

She pointed at this person and said: "You...you..."

Old Man Ji spat out a mouthful of blood and said, "I'm not your Grandpa Ji. I'm Ma Jiajun, and I've been pretending to be an old man. Axiu, don't you blame me?"

This sentence "Axiu" is still full of the same kind and caring meaning as it has been for ten years.

Li Wenxiu heard his voice and confirmed that he was Old Man Ji, so he replied without hesitation: "I don't blame you, of course I don't blame you. You have been treating me very, very well."

She looked at Ma Jiajun and the master leaning against the wall, her heart filled with doubts.

At this time, Li Jiang came out and caught her attention.

Li Jiang walked up to the masked man, pulled off his mask, revealing a haggard face, then conveniently put away the hidden golden snake weapon inserted into the man's chest, and then walked away.

The hidden weapon was pulled out, and the old man regained some energy. He opened his eyes and looked at Li Wenxiu and said, "Axiu, I told you to leave just now, why didn't you leave?"

Li Wenxiu didn't think twice and blurted out immediately: "Master!"

This was none other than her master, Hua Hui, who taught her martial arts for two years. He had a Kazakh name named Vallaqi.

Li Wenxiu was shocked and sad, so she rushed over and fell at his feet, shouting: "Master, master, I really didn't know it was you. I... I guessed it was you at first, but I didn't know you wanted to beat Su Pu to death... They

,So I……"

Varlaqi said solemnly: "I am also a Kazakh. I was driven out by my own people, so I want revenge. You don't know, but I don't blame you.

Li Wenxiu asked curiously: "You... you are not a Han?" Valla said: "Yes, they won't let me go back, and they will kill me when I go back. I went to the Central Plains, where the Han people live, and learned the martial arts of the Han people, hehe

, I have accepted a Han as my apprentice, Ma Jiajun, hello, hello!"

Ma Jiajun said: "Master, although you are kind to me, but..." Li Wenxiu was shocked again and said: "Grandpa Ji, you...he...he is also your master?"

Li Jiang didn't listen any more, got up and walked outside.

What follows is nothing more than a bloody master-disciple vendetta story. The most exciting drama has been seen, and there is no need to watch the final ending. After all, he calls himself a kind person, and the most unseen thing in his life is tragedy.

In fact, Li Jiang had a chance to save the two of them, but in the end he did not take action. Because this is their fate. The master wants to kill the apprentice, and the apprentice wants to resist the master. Someone must die in the meantime, otherwise this hatred will stay with him forever.

In their hearts, it tortured them every day and every night.

Death may also be a kind of relief for them.

There is another reason why Li Jiang cannot take action, that is, the system has not given the name of this interface until now. This leaves Li Jiang without a God's perspective, and he does not know how it will develop in the future. If he takes action rashly and changes the cause and effect, will it cause any problems?
Chapter completed!