"Tell me what makes Mr. Dugu smile so happily and let the little girl share it with you."
"Uh, no, it's nothing." Dugu Baitian thought to himself: "I'm just kidding you, I'm laughing at you in my heart. It would be strange if you don't look at me coldly."
At this moment, there were screams of misery. Dugu Baitian was shocked and ran back. Li Shi couldn't help but change his expression and followed closely behind.
I saw gangsters and men in black and gray clothes already fighting together. At the feet of the three Situ brothers, several men in black and gray clothes fell. However, several gangsters also fell in a pool of blood with their eyes wide open.
He stared at the sky with eyes closed! The bright red blood was particularly dazzling. Dugu Baitian was almost heartbroken. The good brother he had played with since childhood was fine just now, but now he is a man and a ghost.
Dugu Baitian's heart was splitting and he shouted: "Stop."
However, both sides had already turned red-eyed, and no one was willing to stop.
"Brothers Baitian... Wu... Many brothers have been killed by these beasts. I have to avenge my brothers..." A gangster crawled to Dugu Baitian's feet covered in blood.
Dugu Baitian's eyes were red, he took out the black jade stone and rushed into the crowd, smashing it at everyone he saw. In a short time, five enemies had their heads smashed. At the same time, he also had five deep knife marks on his body. His brain was white and his blood was red.
Completely fighting for his life. The three stab wounds cost the lives of three big men. At this time, Bai Tian was like a bloody man. The two ugly young men didn't care, as if the death of their men had nothing to do with them.
By this time, all the gangsters had fallen down, and the three brothers from the Situ family were also covered in blood. Although their martial arts had reached the level of first-class masters, the hero could not stand up to the crowd and had been hit by countless swords.
At this time, Li Shi shouted loudly: "Luo Jinlong, Liu Feng, you have gone too far, do you want to kill them all?" As he said this, he flew over to protect Dugu Baitian and the three brothers from the Situ family. The men in gray and black saw her.
Everyone who came over stopped and stopped attacking.
Luo Jinlong and Liu Feng had nothing to say and wanted to leave with everyone.
Dugu Baitian shouted: "None of you can repay with blood!" His voice was extremely cold and his eyes were filled with tears.
The three Situ brothers also stood next to Dugu Baitian with tears in their eyes and said: "You beasts are so bloody, no matter where you go, the Situ family will never let you go."
Everyone was shocked. The Situ family, which was famous in the Han and Tang Empires, was not someone to be trifled with.
The two ugly young men looked at each other with a look of anger in their eyes.
Li Shi understood that they were going to kill people and silence them. He quickly said in a voice that could only be heard by the four of them: "If you four don't leave quickly, they are going to kill people and silence them. The green hills left behind are not afraid of not having firewood."
The four of them shook their heads.
Li Shi added: "It's not too late to take revenge after leaving your life. Now they are outnumbered and powerful. You are covered in iron and can crush a few nails. Even if I help you, there are too many of them."
The four of them had firm expressions, and Dugu Baitian's eyes turned red as he said, "The four of us accidentally fell into an ice cave when we were skating when we were children. It was only because they risked their lives to save us that we are able to survive until now. How can we remain peaceful now that the enemy who killed them is so close in front of us?
He is trying to live alone for the sake of his own life."
Li Shi sighed quietly and stepped away.
The four of them were once again surrounded in the middle. Facing so many enemies, they showed no fear and had already put life and death aside. All they had was the sadness for their brothers and the extremely deep hatred for the enemies.
"kill"
The four of them stood shoulder to shoulder and rushed into the enemy group holding steel knives picked from the dead enemy's hands. The swords flew and blood flew. The three brothers Situ used the "Ming Yue Heart Sutra" to the limit and shuttled among the enemies, drawing blood. Of course, they themselves
Countless blood flowers were splattered on his body, and the blood flowed down and dyed the skirt of his clothes red.
Dugu Baitian relied on his strong physique to quickly shuttle between the enemies. The steel knife in his right hand flew up and down, picking, splitting, stabbing, slashing, chopping, and slashing. Blood rained down. At the same time, the black jade stone in his left hand fell up and down, and he slashed at a very small cost.
Killed several people.
"Rat Spirit" Luo Jinlong and "Dwarf Winter Melon" Liu Feng saw the three of them fighting so desperately and quickly replaced the dozen or so people behind them. These are the real masters. They immediately felt the pressure.
Although Dugu Baitian is extremely talented, after all, he has only been practicing martial arts for a short period of time, and now he can barely be considered a second-rate master with the most injuries. Although Situ Mingyue is stronger than Dugu Baitian, he has a kind nature and is not ruthless enough when facing enemies. He also suffered a lot on his body.
Injured. Situ Haoyue and Situ Aoyue hurriedly protected the two of them. After a short time, the two of them fell down with their robes stained with blood.
Li Shi quickly came over to protect the two and dragged them out of the battlefield. He found that they had just fainted and hurriedly applied medicine to stop the bleeding.
Dugu Baitian was hit with several knives and was finally kicked to the ground. Several knives were slashed at him.
In an instant, Dugu Baitian was in despair. Why did he hate so much? Why did the brothers die in vain like this? Why are the ugly faces of the evil people still there and grinning? Why didn't they die? Although these brothers fought, gambled, and visited brothels, among those stubborn and upright people
In the eyes of the old master, he is definitely not a good person, but he is also definitely not a bad person. Fighting is entertainment between brothers. Even if he fights outsiders, he fights real gangsters. Ruffians never bully the weak. Gambling is about his own money. He never steals and often steals it.
Giving alms to those poor homeless people. In the words of the brothers themselves, visiting a brothel is a normal physiological need. It is ten thousand times better than those who are sanctimonious and modest on the surface but are men who steal and women who are prostitutes. Why do brothers like me who are so true-hearted have to die miserably?
Those real bad guys are still living freely in the world? Why? Why? God, you bastard!
Just when the knife was about to strike, someone appeared on Baitian's body.
"No" Dugu Baitian screamed in despair. Blood splattered on a young life, a cute and lively boy, a boy who had been calling him brother-in-law since he was a child. In order to save himself, he was about to disappear.
The people present were shocked and everyone stopped attacking. What kind of friendship and family love is this? Four people knew they would die but they still wanted to avenge their brothers. When one person was about to die, the other person withstood all the swords with his own body.
His body continues the life of his brother.
Li Shi couldn't help but burst into tears and ran over quickly to apply medicine to Situ Mingyue to stop the bleeding, hoping to save his life that was quickly disappearing. There were more than a dozen wounds on his back that were shockingly bloody and bloody.
Dugu Baitian climbed up with difficulty and felt extremely despaired. His eyes were blurry as he looked at the pale face in the pool of blood. This person was not only the cute boy who called him brother-in-law all day long, but also the person in his heart that he loved and hated.
The faces of the younger brother and the younger brother were so similar that they finally overlapped. No one noticed that the black jade stone suddenly brightened and then gradually dimmed, as if nothing had happened.
"Ah..." Dugu Baitian held the knife in his right hand and the black jade in his left hand, looked up to the sky and howled out the incomparable resentment and deep-seated hatred in his heart. At this moment, a monstrous fighting spirit came from the black jade in his left hand. It was not an illusion.
A sense of overwhelming fighting spirit. The next moment Dugu Baitian understood that this was the secret of black jade. The fighting spirit passed down by the ancestor Zhan Tian for thousands of years has not faded for thousands of years! How powerful this is
, Perseverance. How can the descendants of the Dugu family allow others to bully a piece of jade that has passed through the hands of their ancestors? How can they be so inspired by murderous intent, let alone a hot-blooded person!
A force of power comes endlessly from the depths of the jade, like a dragon returning to the sea, and travels throughout the body. The originally weak true energy in the body continues to flow in the meridians and gradually grows stronger. It travels through the eight meridians and enters the twelve main meridians, and governs the heaven and earth.
The bridge...is like a sea that accepts all rivers and flows back to the Dantian. Then it leaves the Dantian and repeats itself.
Dugu Xiaobai's body crackled and crackled non-stop. Unknown meridians were opened one after another and he was in great pain. His whole body was covered in sweat. It took only a cup of tea for the wounds on his body to heal even though all the meridians were connected.
The power transferred from a small piece of jade has created a martial arts master in the blink of an eye. How powerful was its owner a thousand years ago? This is a heritage that spans thousands of years! He was arrogant among the heroes a thousand years ago and still has a strong fighting spirit after a thousand years! A martial arts myth begins here.