"Old Huang, are you not a martial arts master?" Xu Fengnian suddenly asked.
Thinking about it, Xu Xiao would not really let him go around the world without being a backup plan with an old Huang who didn't know how to do martial arts.
But seeing Lao Huang's missing tooth, it was difficult for Xu Fengnian to connect him with a martial artist.
puff!
Lao Huang looked at the two of them sheepishly.
"Go quickly!" Xu Fengnian was sure that Lao Huang was Lao Huang. He waved his sleeves in disgust, pushed his butt towards Zhang Yange, and swept the sleeves of Zhang Yange's Taoist robe.
The smell didn't make anyone else feel better, and Xu Fengnian was so smoked that she coughed.
Zhang Yange didn't talk nonsense with him and turned around and left.
I heard Lao Huang say that Xu Fengnian saved him before, so Zhang Yange felt that helping him once was not too much.
There is only one killer this time!
He comes from a small sect in the world of martial arts, and has practiced swordsmanship to the level of a second-grade junior master.
Ten days ago, someone asked him to kill someone with fifty taels of gold and a sword manual.
He agreed without hesitation that people like them might not encounter such an opportunity in their lives, but if they do, they should cherish it!
His name is Song Dao!
The person who protected Xu Fengnian was seriously injured a few days ago, so Lao Huang thought that he would just send the person away.
But when Zhang Yange came out, Lao Huang walked back.
"Master Zhang, be careful!"
"Yeah." Zhang Yange nodded.
There are nine levels of martial arts in the snow. Injuring armor but not breaking it is the lower third level, breaking six armor or less is the middle level, and breaking armor eight or nine is the third level.
The second level is called the Little Grandmaster!
Song Dao's hand held the handle of the knife firmly as he strode forward.
But he was stopped by a young man wearing a Taoist robe. He had his hands in his sleeves, but he remembered something, so he took his hands out and put them behind his back.
"Your Excellency, is this Longhu Mountain? Or Wudang Mountain?" Song Dao asked, stroking the handle of the knife.
In fact, no mountain is of any use. Since he has decided to do it, unless he dies today, he wants this opportunity!
"None of them." Zhang Yange said.
The Liyang Dynasty respected Taoism and suppressed Buddhism, so both Jianghu people and ordinary people would be a little cautious when they saw this person wearing Taoist robes.
"Then it's best not to stop my wealth!"
"Leave now and I won't kill you." Zhang Yange said kindly.
Knife out of its sheath!
With a flash of cold light, the knife was held in Zhang Yange's hand.
The veins on Song Dao's knife were bulging, but the knife still didn't move at all.
"Let go." Zhang Yange said.
Song Dao finally let go of his hand and looked at Zhang Yange.
At this moment, his life was in his hands, Zhang Yange said, "Let's go."
After hearing this, Song Dao knelt down and kowtowed, and then left in a hurry. Zhang Yange looked at the knife in his hand, and Song Dao took the scabbard away.
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If he hadn't frightened this guy with one move, Zhang Yange would have really struggled to kill him in a real fight.
This second-grade little grandmaster is quite capable.
Xu Fengnian saw Zhang Yange coming back with an unsheathed knife.
"Did you get sick?"
After a while…
Xu Fengnian sat aside with a resentful look on his face and glared at Lao Huang, "He hit me and you didn't help me, but you still laughed on the sidelines!"
When Lao Huang heard this, he smiled and showed his missing front teeth.
Zhang Yange didn't listen to his show-off, and used a knife to cut off the branch of the tree where Xu Fengnian fished, and the branch became sharper.
He then inserted the knife into the ground and threw the branch to Xu Fengnian.
The three of them rode into the evening and found a ruined temple to rest.
"Your knife is not good! Do you know who Liyang's first knife is?" Xu Fengnian was somewhat showing off. He didn't know where Zhang Yange got the knife.
"sleep!"
"Speaking of which, Liyang is the best swordsman..." Xu Fengnian saw Zhang Yange closing his eyes, and he deliberately shouted loudly.
Zhang Yange opened his eyes with a half-smile, and Xu Fengnian immediately shut up and lay down on his haystack obediently.
Zhang Yange, who closed his eyes, was not calm at this moment, because the decision he had to make was too important!
He wants to throw away his lifelong cultivation and practice the Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu again! Today, fighting against the second-grade little grandmaster, Zhang Yange knows that even with useless cultivation, he can fight against the first-grade master!
Since such long-term pain is worse than short-term pain!
Lao Huang, who was dozing off, looked at Zhang Yange.
He had some clues, this person is really ruthless!
Xu Fengnian woke up the next day, and Zhang Yange was still sitting cross-legged, looking pale!
He wanted to say something sarcastic, but he felt that it was unlucky to be beaten so early in the morning, "Old Huang, I'm going fishing!"
He showed off his tree branch to Lao Huang.
"Then young master, be careful and don't get your pants wet again."
"Look at it today!" Xu Fengnian made a trick.
As a result, he didn't hold it firmly and hit Zhang Yange directly on the head. If it hadn't been for tree branches, he could have caught flying arrows with his bare hands.
But today Zhang Yange was weak, so he opened his eyes and looked at Xu Fengnian.
Xu Fengnian picked up the branch and ran away...
Zhang Yange, however, was still sitting where he was, showing no intention of moving.
"Zhang Shaoxia, you are so... cruel." Lao Huang said after hesitating for a long time.
"It's nothing more than destruction or establishment." Zhang Yange said with a smile. "Senior..."
"Just like the young master, just call me Lao Huang." Lao Huang stretched his waist and said.
"Then just call me by my name." Zhang Yange said.
Half an hour later, Xu Fengnian came back with two carps.
"How?" Xu Fengnian looked at the two of them and asked.
Lao Huang gave him a thumbs up, and Zhang Yange said with a smile, "If you are later, we can all have dinner together."
"Zhang Yange!" Xu Fengnian said angrily.
Lao Huang used Song Dao's knife to pack up the two fishes and quickly grilled them on the fire.
"Oh, after eating fish for a few days, I actually want to eat cucumbers. Of course, Lao Huang, my favorite is your roasted sweet potatoes!" Xu Fengnian said lazily, leaning against the broken wall.
Zhang Yange finished eating half of the fish and closed his eyes again.
They rested in the ruined temple for a day and left the next day.
The three of them and one horse were walking like this.
Seven or eight days later, there was talk of a duel between Jianghu people in the town ahead, and Xu Fengnian was excited to watch the excitement.
Zhang Yange naturally didn't care. Lao Huang wanted to satisfy Xu Fengnian's requirements as much as possible.
So the three of them walked directly to the town.
Before entering the town, the three of them found a pool and took a bath. The town was bustling with activity, and Lao Huang drooled when he looked at the rice wine in the wine shop.
Xu Fengnian went to inquire about the place of the duel.
Zhang Yange exchanged the knife for three jars of rice wine. Lao Huang held the rice wine and smiled like a daisy.
When Xu Fengnian came back, he directly picked up a jar.
Zhang Yange drank in small sips. Xu Fengnian took a sip and said, "This rice wine should be boiled with longan, dates, and wolfberry. The taste..."
But Lao Huang felt that drinking like this would make him very happy.
"Yan Ge, what's wrong with you?" Xu Fengnian asked sadly when he saw Zhang Yange.
"I have an apprentice who is called rice wine." Zhang Yange poured out most of the remaining jar on the ground.
Xu Fengnian did not taunt him this time, and he also poured his half of the altar on the ground.
Lao Huang looked at the rice wine on the ground with distress...