In late autumn, the weather is getting colder and colder, and your hands are getting colder every day. At this moment, you should worry more about your loved ones.
Xiongba got up and slowly packed his clothes.
No one knows that as the leader of the Tianxiahui, in addition to his literary and military talents, he is actually best at riding and shooting. Mrs. Ao, for example, has learned a lot about this right now.
"Leader Xiong, that Duan Lang acted unscrupulously and even lied in front of you. Such a villain is really unworthy of the position of the leader of the Tianxiahui.
And now that the slave family has a close relationship with you, please help me, Lord, to take back the peerless sword from my Sword Worship Villa, otherwise I am afraid it will chill the hearts of the swordsmiths in my villa."
Mrs. Ao stood up, endured the pain, went up to Xiong Ba's ear, and begged softly.
Xiong Ba had no expression on his face, turned around, pinched Mrs. Ao's chin, and said coldly: "Are you teaching me how to do something?"
Mrs. Ao's delicate body trembled, and she instantly remembered this man's cruel methods: "I don't dare."
"Humph, I hope you are telling the truth."
Xiong Ba casually pushed the woman away and got out of bed.
"Do your best from now on, and I'll keep you safe at Beijian Villa. If you're acting too smart, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Mrs. Ao couldn't believe it. Before she untied her clothes just now, this tyrant didn't say that at all.
Does the leader of the Tangtang Tianxiahui talk like farts? A promise of a thousand gold? Oh, that’s right, his wealth is far more than a thousand gold.
After thinking about all this, Mrs. Ao smiled bitterly: "I obey my orders."
"Squeak."
Xiongba opened the door and left. He looked up and saw that the moon was bright and white.
He smiled slightly and strode away directly.
Including his three direct disciples, his favorite thing is Duanlang. He loves money and enjoyment, and his emotions are written all over his face.
Such a subordinate who is easy to control and not greedy for power would only push him out if he is stupid.
As for having a close relationship with Nie Feng, that doesn't matter. No one will speak for a dead man.
As long as he sends him back to the Tianxiahui to garrison, and then he and Qin Shuang quietly deal with Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun, then Duanlang will always be his loyal subordinate and the sharpest sword!
Mrs. Ao? It’s just a tool to mediate emotions. After using it, do you still care about her feelings?
As for the threat of the swordsmith, will the craftsmen fight for the so-called master?
If you are disobedient, kill him or replace him with an obedient village owner who can also build weapons for you.
Haha, ridiculous guy.
…
"Duan Lang, return my peerless sword!"
Aotian ran to Duanlang's door early in the morning and screamed.
He was so wronged. From childhood to adulthood, he had never lacked the things that ordinary people could only dream of, including rich clothes, fine food, good food, power, servants, and women. He also had the guidance of the sword demon, a top master in the world.
As a result, in just a few days, the master whom I admired and worshiped turned into the murderer of my father, and my mother had to force herself to have a good laugh with that old man, Xiong Ba.
When I came back in the morning, my mother still had trouble with her legs and feet and was walking with a limp. After asking, she found out that she had been whipped by a bully.
He can't even walk well, that Xiongba is too cruel!
hateful!
It's all the fault of this broken wave.
This guy has been eating and drinking freely in his own house for half a month, and he even snatched his own peerless sword. How shameless!
"Aha." Duan Lang opened the door and came out, yawned, and raised his hand.
"Qiang!"
The Fire Lin Sword instantly flew in front of Aotian.
"Shua!" He cut off the long sword in his hand and then slashed it towards his neck.
On the line between life and death, Aotian lost any arrogance and collapsed to the ground in fear.
"Swish, swish, swish~"
The hair keeps falling.
After a few breaths, Aotian reached out and touched him. He had become bald!
Duanlang's mouth twisted and he was very arrogant: "What's your identity? How dare you have the same hair as my Le Ye?
This is the first time. Next time I see you interrupting my family’s rest, today next year will be your death anniversary!”
Aotian hurriedly took a few steps back, and when he reached the door, he shouted, with a fierce look and a deep look on his face: "Wait for me!"
After saying that, he ran away.
He wants to complain to his mother!
Duanlang is noncommittal.
Just as Xiongba understands him, he also understands Xiongba. As long as he focuses on happiness and enjoyment and supports Xiongba wholeheartedly, his position as the leader of the hall will be as stable as a mountain.
This world never talks about right or wrong, it only depends on where you stand.
Half a moment.
Qin Shuang took Aotian into the small courtyard.
"Master Lang, Gang Leader orders:
Gu wanted to inspect various parts of the Central Plains, but the general helm could not be left unattended, so he ordered Duanlang to return to the first pass in the world to station himself at the important place and act as an agent to monitor.
If there is any illegal thing, the lawless person can be killed first and then reported to others, so as to serve as a warning to others."
After reading the order, Qin Shuang looked at Duan Lang complicatedly. This position had always been his.
Moreover, this guy climbed from a little handyman to his current position too quickly. Even now that he has obtained a peerless sword, his strength is already slightly better than his own.
Power, strength, and women have never been won once. Could it be that Qin Shuang failed like this?
Maybe the only comfort that can give him is what Xiong Ba has always said to him.
The future is yours!
"Break the waves, take the order."
Aotian looked at Duanlang proudly, what's so great about being strong? In this gangster, what matters after all is the power and the background.
As long as he cries and complains in front of his mother, and she reluctantly goes to Xiongba to persuade him earnestly for a while, he will be able to keep Duan Lang away from the center.
He has read the history books! Since ancient times, most of the leading generals who have been far away from the monarch for a long time have only one result: they are jealous, and then their families are destroyed.
If you and your mother stay with Xiong Ba these days and behave well, then the peerless sword will not be his?
happy!
As for some generals who successfully rebelled, wore yellow robes, and ascended to the supreme throne, this possibility was too small and he did not consider it at all.
There is no sign of a human being in this Duanlang.
"Duan Lang, your troops are valuable and fast. You should clean up quickly, say goodbye to the gang leader, and then go back." Qin Shuang warned.
"No questions."
…
The sun is in the middle of the sky.
Xiongba walked out of the room feeling refreshed, and even the sullen energy he felt after almost losing to the sword master's move was much relieved.
Sure enough, this person just wants to enlighten me all the time.
"Gang leader, my subordinate Duan Lang has received the order and is about to return to the first pass in the world to garrison. I don't know if I have any other orders."
Duanlang stood in front of the door and shouted greetings.
Xiong Ba stepped forward, nodded slightly, and patted his shoulder. He was even more satisfied when he saw that he didn't back away and became nervous.
"Duanlang, you are very good! This is my intention in entrusting you with the important task this time. You know the importance of the chief helm even if I don't tell you.
Remember, the future is yours!"
Duan Lang was startled.
This sentence seems somewhat familiar.
"Go for it!"
"yes."
…
"Hey~"
high altitude.
Duanlang sat cross-legged on the black eagle, quietly admiring the beautiful scenery of heaven and earth that few people in the past and present have been able to see.
The stretching green mountains and green waters, the blue lake in the valley extending to the sky, make the scene look like a fairyland.
Occasionally, you can see children crossing the boat in the lake, using the bamboo raft to sink several times and then floating freely, laughing and laughing, which makes people feel heart-warming.
The sky is covered with light white clouds, and birds occasionally pass through, their calls echoing in the blue sky.
When you raise your head and reach out, it seems that you can shake hands with the sun and become one. As the morning dawn gradually passes, countless tiny rays of sunlight hit your face, as brilliant as the morning light.
Hundreds and thousands of years have passed, and mankind has disappeared generation after generation. They seem to have worked hard, struggled, and struggled throughout their lives, but now they have become nothing more than a handful of loess.
"So, Mr. Le, what do people live for?" Duan Lang suddenly asked seriously.
The little yellow cat sitting upright on Duanlang's shoulder was startled, hesitated for a moment, and said tentatively: "Meow?"
【Surse?】
"No!" Duanlang refused sternly: "Isn't there anything else?"
The little yellow cat was furious: "Meow!"
【presumptuous!
As my cat's shit-eating officer, you must be an elegant person and stay away from vulgar taste.
When we look back on yesterday, we will not regret for wasting our years, nor will we feel ashamed for doing nothing; our whole life and all our energy should be dedicated to the most magnificent and greatest cause in the world: fighting for the reproduction of shit-shoveling officials!]
Duanlang:......
After a moment of silence, Duanlang finally nodded helplessly: "Master Le, you are right."
In life, the best way to reduce disputes and beatings is to agree with the other person's point of view.
"Meow meow~" the little yellow cat grinned happily, with its tail raised, fluffy and soft, dangling in the high air, very happy.
Won the argument again!
Duanlang turned back and looked at the Baijian Villa going further and further away, thinking deeply in his heart.
Le Ye, like other cats, has a strange problem. During the day, he feels sleepy and has no energy to do anything. Sometimes he even falls asleep in Ah Li's arms.
But as soon as the sun goes down, in an instant, those big blue eyes will shine and become energetic! It seems that the whole body is full of power, and then it will run around in the world.
When I got bored, I ran to his bed, woke him up with a paw, then drank wine, ate melon seeds, chatted, and shared interesting experiences.
Then he realized that it was Xiong Ba who had snatched the Clay Bodhisattva that day, and that the Clay Bodhisattva was now repairing the fortune teller's most precious treasure: the Great Treasure Box of the Five Elements of the Moving Universe in the secret room in the back mountain.
The key point is that the old man was so disrespectful that he actually let Xiong Ba buy a dozen maids to serve him. They were all small, cute, and well-behaved. It was too much!
The little yellow cat wandered around there and almost didn't come back. Fortunately, he had been practicing for thousands of years and had a strong will, so he only stayed for two short months, and he quickly came to his senses.
Not interesting!
It was also during that time, after the explanation of the Clay Bodhisattva, that they understood Xiongba's fate in the second half of his life: success comes from the wind and clouds, failure comes from the wind and clouds, and his life will be controlled by the wind and clouds.
But is Xiong Ba the kind of person who takes orders from messengers? Obviously, no.
So what happened next, what people thought was outrageous, Xiongba even wanted to personally solve the two pillars of the Tianxiahui.
Duan Lang sighed, a little worried about Nie Feng's safety.
"Master Le, when the fighting breaks out in Fengxi Village, please remember to tell me that we can go watch the heat together... No, save my good brother!"
"Meow!"
【rush!】
"Hey~" Duan Lang suddenly leaned over and looked down.
…
"Hey, I drove this mountain, I drove this road. If you want to pass by, leave money to buy the road." Han Kun stood in the middle of the road, holding a big knife on his shoulder, standing in the middle of the road menacingly, fearless.
Don't listen to what those storytellers say about the world's best masters coming and going, one can stop a thousand, but in fact most of them still only have some three-legged cat skills.
And someone like him, with a hundred-refined heavy sword and the power of hundreds of kilograms in one hit, can almost dominate the road.
When he sees a hero, he will immediately give in and kneel down to kowtow, apologizing and admitting his mistakes to show that he has changed his mind and is obedient. But when it comes to ordinary people, haha, then he is the invincible devil.
Money, food, and women are all his!
Crucially these days, his business of collecting tolls is also very prosperous.
The two hall leaders of the Tianxiahui suddenly disappeared, and chaos suddenly broke out in the east and west. Many people heard that the four southern continents were stable and stable, and the tax policy set by the leader of the Tenglong Hall has not changed since the beginning of its establishment.
In the world in the South, everyone only does what they should do: go to work on time, do things, collect taxes, practice martial arts, and other things like bullying men and women, and robbing land and money. No one dares to do it.
Because sometimes as soon as you have a thought, you will suddenly be unlucky the next day, or even something unexpected will happen just after you start doing something.
As a result, the reputation of Tianxiahui in the entire south has been inexplicably good, and everyone praises it. Even now, people in many places simply leave their hometowns and settle in the south with their families.
Times make heroes, so Han Kun happened to make a fortune through this path.
In addition, his hands and feet are clean and his influence is just outside the scope of Tianxiahui. In these days, he has never attracted the attention of Tianxiahui.
"Uncle, we are just entertainers, where do we get the money?" The old man took his daughter and knelt on the ground, kowtow and begged.
No matter where you are, people are always divided into different categories.
Han Kun looked at his clothes that were covered in dust and became furious, kicking the old man three feet away.
"Fuck you! What kind of status do you have to touch me? No money? No money to do hard work for me!"
"Dad!" Du Yunling hurriedly ran to help her father up, crying bitterly.
Originally, the family was doing well in performing arts, but because she was attracted by a gangster, she had no choice but to come to the south, and this happened again.
Is there no justice in this world?
Han Kun's eyes lit up and he was overjoyed: "Oh, there's a little girl who sucks her pussy, I like this big butt!
Brothers, although I have no money today, I am very lucky. I have not tried this in front of my father.
Stimulate!"
"Come on, come on, I'll go first, you guys line up behind."
"Okay, let's go through fire and water, big brother!" The few gangsters behind immediately became happy.
Du Yunling became even more desperate, clutching her father's hand tightly and not knowing what to do.
"Escape! Escape!" Old Man Du shouted hoarsely as he was dying, with blood still pouring from the corners of his mouth.
"boom!"
A flaming red sword fell from the sky, and the ground shook. A huge gap opened up, bottomless, right in front of Du Yunling and Han Kun.
It’s daunting.
"Qiang~"
The long sword made a sound, clear and melodious, emitting a red light, and seemed a little excited.
It's thirsty for blood!
Seeing this scene, Han Kun knelt down without hesitation.
