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"Back?"

Xia Houwu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Su Liang, and his tense body quietly relaxed, "Come in quickly."

"woke up?"

Su Liang walked into the room and saw Qin Feng who had woken up. He glanced at Tang Ren who was lying on the bed and asked, "How are their injuries?"

Su Liang asked Xiahou Wu.

"Tang Ren suffered two broken ribs, but fortunately his internal organs were not touched, so it's nothing serious. As for Kuntai, he also suffered flesh injuries, while Cao Qing was more seriously injured, with multiple fractures on his body and internal injuries."

Xia Houwu said.

"I have told you a long time ago that if you pay more attention to your own strength, or bring Xiahou and Shan Ying with you, this situation will not happen."

Su Liang looked at Qin Feng.

"Hug...sorry."

Qin Feng lowered his head, with deep self-blame on his face, "This... this time it was my mistake. The success these days made... I ignored the danger and was not prepared, which led to this.

This time the losses were heavy.”

"It's useless to talk more."

Su Liang shook his head, "Who attacked you this time?"

Qin Feng lowered his head, closed his eyes and thought for a while, "It should be an outside audience. It can be judged from two aspects. First, I did not see anyone similar from the information you gave me originally.

Second, I seem to have seen similar people in the cinema."

"address."

"?"

"Didn't you say before that I would leave the development to you and the force to me?" Su Liang showed a cold look on his face, "You did a good job, now it's my turn."

...

Click.

Su Liang opened the door and Gong Er was sitting in meditation in the room. This was her current practice.

There are three realms of martial arts.

See yourself, see the heaven and earth, and see all living beings.

She had reached the second realm, but she could not figure out the third realm. When she heard the door ringing, Gong Er's eyes brightened slightly, and there was an indescribable expression on his face.

"Back?"

Gong Er asked calmly.

Then he took Su Liang's luggage very naturally and helped him clean the dust on his clothes.

"Um."

Su Liang felt a little unnatural, but looking at the serious Gong Er, it was hard to refuse. Moreover, he knew that Gong Er had absolutely no thoughts about him? After Gong Er had almost finished cleaning up? Su Liang walked into the bedroom and took out the clothes from the closet.

He took out the mask and the wheel sword.

"Got something to take care of?"

Gong Er looked at Su Liang: "Do you need my help?"

"Not needed at the moment."

Su Liang shook his head. "Next, if there is any trouble coming to your place, please don't refuse."

"Of course not."

Gong Er shook his head.

"Then we'll talk about it when I get back."

Su Liang put on his mask and went out.

...

I don’t know when.

The sky has been covered with clouds? The thick clouds are very low? It is obviously still noon, but it seems to be approaching evening.

suddenly.

A dazzling thunder column flashed across the sky, like a purple sacred tree growing upside down in the clouds. The huge trunk hung down from the clouds? The branches spread out for an unknown number of miles.

In an instant, the clouds and the sky in all directions were illuminated.

But it was just a flash in the pan, just for a moment, the huge thunder and lightning trees on the horizon gradually disappeared, and the darkness returned to the sky and the earth.

Then? The thunder gradually came, deafening.

Boom!

Crack!

It started to rain in the sky.

It woke up the third master who was taking a nap in the yard.

Third Master's eyes opened and closed slightly. He looked at the thick, very depressing clouds in the sky, and felt the raindrops falling on his face again. He felt a little more awake.

Is it raining?

The third master stood up and moved the bamboo chair under him under the eaves. Then he went into the house and made a pot of tea. Then he looked at the gloomy weather and drank the tea.

Um.

This tea is not bad either.

The third master was drinking tea and lying comfortably on the bamboo chair.

Thinking back to yesterday’s vote.

The third master's wrinkled old face showed a smile, with a bit of disdain.

A few little guys just want to win over him?

It's too simple to think.

They didn't even look at their own abilities. They were just two guys with some skills, and the others didn't have any skills at all.

In other words, there is a foreign gun.

Nothing.

If it were before, this kind of person would not even be able to reach the threshold of his home.

When I think of this.

The third master sighed. After fighting in the martial arts for most of his life, he finally made his way into the world and got a name, but he ended up in this place inexplicably.

I don't understand anything, I don't even have an identity.

It was simply difficult to move forward.

It was not easy for him to find a place to stay in the yard, but fortunately, the previous group of people promised him that as long as he joined the other party, they would help him solve his identity problem and provide him with sufficient money.

Not only that, but more importantly, the other party agreed and had the ability to help him restore his energy and blood.

Although those young people yesterday also gave good conditions.

But, it’s too low.

After all, everyone in the other group is a master of martial arts, they all have some good skills, and they are also quite sincere to themselves.

Not so those boys.

When he thought of this, the third master's face showed a smile again.

so.

When the other party decided to ambush the other party, he immediately agreed.

As he got older, his energy and blood began to decline. Although his skills became more and more sophisticated, in terms of strength, he was still not as good as some of his younger generations who had strong energy and blood.

If his energy and blood recover.

This means that his strength can be further improved, and it is impossible to say that he can live for decades more.

"I was watching the mountain scenery from the city tower, and I heard a commotion outside the city."

The old man raised his voice and sang on the recliner, his posture indescribably relaxed and comfortable.

"The flag was fluttering and the shadow was flying, but it turned out to be soldiers sent by Sima."

The rise of singing.

The third master even stood up and walked around the yard several times, constantly making movements.

"Are you very proud?"

Suddenly, a cold voice came from the yard.

The third master was startled in vain and turned to look in the direction of the sound, only to see a man standing in the rain with a strange opera mask on his face and a long sword in his hand.

There is a wheel on the boring of the long sword.

It is turning gurglingly.

It looks very weird.

With the power he gained, he couldn't actually see when this person came or how long he had been here.

Moreover, judging from the appearance of the other party, it seemed that he was coming with bad intentions.

The third master's heart suddenly lifted.

"Young man, if you want to compete with me, you should come to the door and hand over the post. If I agree, you can compete with me."

Although the third master was wary, his face remained calm and he said slowly, "This is the rule."

"rule?"

A thunder exploded, lighting up the sky.

The figure in front of him disappeared without a trace the moment the lightning illuminated the sky and the earth.

Where did it go?

Before the third master could recover, he saw a figure suddenly appear in front of him.

boom!

Before he could react, he was thrown away, like a broken sack, and flew upside down into the room, hitting the tables and chairs.

The huge force smashed the tables and chairs in all directions.

ps: Gong Er is not the heroine, not the heroine, not the heroine. There is currently no intention to have a heroine in this book.


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