With Zhao Kai here, it is naturally impossible for Hua Wuque to kill Jiang Xiaoyu.
The reason why Zhao Kai told Hua Wuque this news was just to let him deliver a message to Yihua Palace on his behalf. That is, Jiang Xiaoyu is protected by a master with strong martial arts skills. If he wants Hua Wuque to kill Jiang Xiaoyu, then
Zhao Kai must be killed first.
There are only two people in Yihua Palace who are more skilled in martial arts than Hua Wuque. The eldest palace lord is Ying Yue, and the second palace lord is Lian Xing. No matter who comes to the door, Zhao Kai's mission this time can be considered completed.
When something happened in Emei, Tie Xinlan naturally went to find his father. Zhang Qing continued to be the little fairy who acted chivalrously and righteously. Murong Jiu returned to Murong Villa and continued to practice Beiming Magic.
Feeling more confident.
On the second day, the small town at the foot of Mount Emei and the crossroads are about to meet.
Zhao Kai looked at the girls and said with a smile: "If there is still life, we will see you again someday, so there is no need to show such an expression."
Zhang Qing snorted coldly and said: "You are looking for death, and you actually asked Hua Wuque to ask his master to come to you. His master is the master of Yihua Palace! What do you mean if you are not looking for death? According to what I said, it is not
Hua Wuque should be allowed to leave alive."
Zhao Kai chuckled and joked: "I thought Miss Qing would like this kind of handsome man, but I didn't know she was so cruel."
"Humph." Zhang Qing looked at Zhao Kai angrily, and was speechless for a moment.
"Don't die, I'm still waiting for the day when I can duel with you." Murong Jiu's eyes flickered and he looked at Zhao Kai with a complicated expression.
"Brother Zhao, take care of yourself," Tie Xinlan said with slightly red eyes.
Zhao Kai nodded, looked at them and said with a smile: "Don't worry. By the way, I'll give you a small gift before I leave."
Zhao Kai took out three books from his arms and handed them to Murong Jiu Sannv respectively. After thinking about it, he took out two more books from his arms and gave them to Xiao Yuer and Xiao** respectively.
This is not the Five Absolute Magic Skills, but the martial arts experience and insights of the Five Absolutes of Heaven and Earth. What Zhao Kai gave was not the original silk book, but copied from last night.
"What is this?" Zhang Qing opened the book out of curiosity, and after reading only one page, her expression immediately changed. She then turned over several more pages, and even her breathing became heavier.
Seeing Zhang Qing's performance, several other people also quickly opened the books in their hands, their faces were the same as Zhang Qing's, they all looked extremely excited.
Murong Jiu, Zhang Qing, Tie Xinlan and Jiang Xiaoyu all studied under famous sects, so they naturally have this kind of vision, and Xiao ** himself has seen thousands of kinds of martial arts, so his vision is even higher. At this time, they all
I can confirm that the martial arts written in the secret book in my hand must be the most superior martial arts in the martial arts world.
Murong Jiu remembered the conversation with Zhao Kai that day and the words "What do you want to learn?", and his admiration for Zhao Kai became even greater. At this time, his eyes were shining brightly when he looked at Zhao Kai.
"Miss Tie will have to travel a long way to find her father. Miss Qing spends her days punishing and destroying evildoers, so you naturally need better martial arts for self-defense. And didn't Miss Ninth say she wants to duel with me again, so don't refuse this martial arts
Okay. Xiao Yu'er, you are my apprentice, and Xiao ** is my maid, so I need to perform well. Okay, that's it, let's go our separate ways, see you in the world!"
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Kai had already pulled Jiang Xiaoyu and Xiao ** and disappeared in front of everyone in a few moves.
Murong Jiu, Tie Xinlan, and Zhang Qing each glanced at each other with complicated expressions, and without speaking in tacit agreement, they turned around and left. Just as Zhao Kaifeng said just now, goodbye Jiang Hu!
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Mountain suburbs, wilderness, small ruined temple.
Since it is a temple, there must be a divine case.
However, there were no incense and candles on the altar at this moment. Instead, there were two pairs of legs. These legs were as black as iron and covered with thick black hair. The legs of the trousers were rolled up to the knees. On the mud feet were a pair of straw sandals.
There is also a very large wine gourd on the magic table, two half-smoked chickens, a large piece of beef, a bunch of sausages, a pile of dried tofu, and a pile of peanuts. The aroma of wine and vegetables is mixed with the smell of those feet.
The air blows down in waves with the wind, making people feel sick when they smell it.
Zhao Kai and the others smelled this smell before they entered the temple, which was really an unpleasant thing. Zhao Kai waved to Xiao Yu'er and the others to wait outside, while he climbed onto the roof lightly.
The temple is dilapidated and dilapidated. You can see the condition of the temple at a glance.
Of the five people standing opposite the divine case, the one standing on the far left was a middle-aged man with a military official's outer crown and shoes with the character "Fu", his belly was gradually beginning to swell, and there was a sachet hanging on his body. There was a person next to him who was also well-dressed.
Yes, he looks smart and capable, but looking at his demeanor, he must be the follower of the wealthy businessman.
Zhao Kai knew the other three people, and they had never met each other in their lives. They were Wang Yizhao, who "treats people like chickens", Sun Tiannan, the "Tiannan Swordsman", and Qiu Qingbo, Qiu Qiye from the silver spear family.
The three of them are usually so domineering and arrogant, but at this moment, each of them is downcast, with fear and panic on their faces.
The clay-legged man sitting on the shrine could make these three people so frightened. He was certainly not an ordinary character.
The mud-legged man's big, furry hands were seen hanging down. Although his right hand was intact, only two fingers, the thumb and the index finger, were left on his left hand.
The two hands tore off a chicken leg, pointed at the wealthy businessman with the drumstick, and said, "Come here."
The rich man's usually well-maintained face was now pale with fear. He took a few steps step by step, and said in a trembling voice: "The little man is so prosperous that he can kowtow to the king."
He laughed loudly like a bell and said, "I know that your turtle son is the rich man in the city, Wang Lingchuan Wang Wanwan, but you still want to deceive me."
He said "Laozi" four times and "guizi" twice in one sentence, which is exactly the standard Sichuan dialect, but it was a little unclear, probably because he was biting a chicken leg.
The king knelt down and said with a grimace: "I don't have much money, so I would rather give it to the king. As long as the king..."
The mud-legged guest cursed loudly: "Fart, no one wants to steal your son's money. I heard that you are a better gambler than a ghost, so I brought you here to gamble."
Wang Baiwan took a breath and said with an apologetic smile: "If the king wants to gamble, I can accompany you on dice, Pai Gow, horse cranes, and flower stalls. But there are no gambling equipment here. I must prepare myself comfortably after returning to the city."
The king..."
The mud-legged man slapped the table and said: "Whoever bets on these long-winded things with your turtle son, I will bet you a copper coin. If it is right or wrong, I will stare at you twice."
Wang Wanwan said nonchalantly: "But I don't know what the king wants to bet on? The villain doesn't have much to gamble with."
The mud-legged guest said proudly: "I bet you have one hand and one leg..."
As soon as Wang Baiwan stood up, his legs became weak again. He sat down on the ground and gritted his teeth: "What if the king loses?"
"If I lose, I will cut off one of my fingers and give it to you."
Wang Baiwan was so frightened that he trembled: "This...this..."
The mud-legged man said angrily: "What is this! One of my fingers is much more expensive than your four legs!"
Wang Wanwan's teeth were chattering and he said bravely: "I don't...don't want to gamble."
"I can't do it without gambling."
Wang Wanwan seemed to be willing to take the risk, and said loudly: "There are only prostitutes in the world, how can there be forced gambling!"
Hearing what Wang Baiwan said, Mudlegs chuckled and said, "I don't do any other bad things in my life, but I like to force people to gamble. You son of a bitch has always been a gambler. Today, I want you to meet me, the 'evil gambler'. I count you lucky."
"
Sure enough, it was him. As soon as he heard the mud-legged man mouthing "bet bet bet", Zhao Kai guessed his identity, and now it is indeed the case.
Xuanyuan Sanguang is one of the ten most evil people.
When you meet an evil gambler, you have to gamble even if you don’t want to gamble. Xuanyuan Sanguang is addicted to gambling and likes to force people to bet with him. One of his eyes was gouged out when he lost in a gambling fight. Legend has it that gamblers in the world met him.
Going to Xuanyuan Sanguang is a bad thing. You have to gamble on the sky, the money, and the people before you stop.
Like Xiao ** who only had sex with men, Xuanyuan Sanguang had no choice but to gamble. It was for this reason that he was listed among the top ten villains. He did not do any other bad things.
Wang Wanwan's eyes widened and he lost his voice: "You...you are Xuanyuan..."
Xuanyuan Sanguang said proudly: "I am Xuanyuan Sanguang, do you even know that?"
Wang Wanwan said with a bitter face: "Everyone who gambles in the city and outside the city will make a bet on you. Anyone who wants to gamble and get married must meet Xuanyuan Sanguang. But...but I have never deceived anyone when I gambled.
How could heaven and earth allow me to meet you?"
Xuanyuan Sanguang laughed and said: "Since you know me, you should know that I am the toughest bettor and never do bad things. What are you afraid of?"
I saw a copper plate turning over countless times in the air, and landed on the divine table with a "dang". Xuanyuan Sanguang's big hand immediately covered it, and said loudly: "Is it right or wrong? Guess! Quick!"
Zhao Kaixin thought that he was closely related to the Ten Evil People. He had just accepted a Xiao woman, and now he met Xuanyuan Sanguang here again.
Zhao Kai, who was hiding on the beam, could see the situation in the temple clearly. He had just seen that the side of the coin was "Tongbao" facing up. He believed that Wang Wanwan must have seen it, so this "evil"
Isn’t it true that “gamblers” are bound to lose? Is Xuanyuan Sanguang so stupid?
In fact, this behavior itself is also a kind of gambling.
Bet you can believe it or not!
Is the other party trying to deceive you, or is he using reverse thinking to trap you, or is this "evil gambler" just in name only and is it really a mistake?
I'm afraid even Wang Wanwan wouldn't believe this last guess.
I saw Wang Baiwan's lips turned white. He opened his mouth several times, but still couldn't say a word. Xuanyuan Sanguang's hand had exposed veins on the back, and he seemed a little nervous. He shouted sternly: "Quick, if you don't say anything, I'll count you down."
Lost!"
Wang Wanwan said in a panic: "Tong...Tongbao."
Xuanyuan Sanguang turned his hand over and laughed loudly: "Son, you lost!"
A bad gambler is indeed a bad gambler.
Xuanyuan Sanguang deliberately wanted Wang Wanwan to see that it was "Tong Bao", but when he put his hand on the cover, he changed his mind. Strictly speaking, this method is not a lie. Who told Wang Wanwan to take a peek? In fact, this bet
What matters is courage, and the probability is half and half anyway. (To be continued.)
