Kuimu Lang is sitting on a branch. He is wearing a Taoist robe, carrying a mahogany basalt sword on his back, and wearing a wolf fang mask.
Tianluan's group is just a nameless one. For some reason, in the past six months, Kui Mulang has often thought of the days before he could hide behind his mask and fight in the martial arts world.
Or maybe when you are old, past the competitive and bloodthirsty age, you will only remember the young and vigorous young man when you are bored occasionally.
He chewed the rice cake and then thought about the little ancestor. It was interesting to say that the fifteen-year-old boy could beat himself with magical skills, but for the sake of so-called fairness, he only used ordinary martial arts to fight against him. Needless to say the ending, ten
Even if a five-year-old boy is extremely talented and is rarely seen in a century, how can he defeat himself who has been famous for twenty years and is at the peak of his physical fitness?
Kuimulang asked Ying Ruge: "Boy, do you know who Xiaodao is?"
Young and energetic, beaten and bruised, he barely stood up, a lion fighting a rabbit, ready to fight again: "Who cares about you, if I beat you, you have to be my subordinate!"
For the first time, Kui Mulang had the idea of cherishing his talent. He felt that it would be a waste to break such a good sword without showing its sharp edge. He couldn't stand the kid and chased him for four months, stalking and beating him repeatedly.
He suffered repeated defeats, but he became more courageous the more he fought.
Kui Mulang was annoyed, so he just thought that one day when he planned to remain anonymous, he would go find the young master of Muhan Tower and ask him to go back and tell his master that he had recovered this bloodthirsty Taoist.
Ying Ruge also had a simple mind and really went back to the mountain.
Later, when I saw the boy again two years later, the little ancestor's face began to be covered with a mask, or the black wood ghost face fangs or the bronze Buddha face lion roar. When he really vowed to follow him, the boy took off his mask again.
Lower armor.
Kui Mulang suddenly realized that the facial features that had grown longer and the water chestnuts on his face were beginning to appear. No wonder this baby had a northern appearance and a southern appearance, and was extremely delicate and handsome in addition to being resolute.
The young man asked the bloodthirsty Taoist: "Are you drinking?"
The bloodthirsty Taoist cut off the famous sword of his past with a wave of his sword, picked up a Sirius mask, and changed his name to Kui Mulang from then on. The past seems like a lifetime ago.
Immersed in the past, suddenly the pinna of his ears moved slightly. Kuimulang's body was light and he jumped from one tree to another. There were a row of silver needles in his original position. He naturally recognized these silver needles.
This silver needle is the soul-chasing needle of Bai Ying Xia Yaowu.
"Black-necked crane?" Kuimulang called out this name, and this was the only person he could think of.
"It's me." The man slowly floated down from the air, with his arms spread wide. He stared at Kuimu. If he changed his name to his previous name, the black-necked crane would never dare to take action against him, but Kuimu wolf, except with the
A bit of mythology can be used to deceive people, but this reputation is really not that great.
Be it Kuimulang or Kangjinlong, the same is true for their twenty-eight constellations.
"Are you the Tianluan killer named Kui Mulang?"
"The world-famous thief Black-necked Crane knows that a nobody like Lao Dao is really lucky."
The black-necked crane took out a few more soul-chasing needles, licked his needles with the tip of his tongue, and then said to Kui Mulang, "Then, are you willing to tell the truth?"
"What truth do you want to hear?"
"I know that you Tianluan people are under the control of the immortal named Ying Ruge. I am not interested in what the Muhan Tower has to do with the Jinling Palace. I see you sitting on this tree without saying a word for an hour or two.
, you are still looking at the young prince’s room, but what are you thinking about?”
Kui Mulang smiled, laughing that this handsome thief who prided himself on being arrogant and disdainful of the world would actually attack him because of this.
"Then I dare to ask, why is Toshiko Kuroyu here?"
The black-necked crane's soul-chasing needle is still in his hand, and Kui Mulang's laughter does not stop: "Don't forget who gave it to you with the soul-chasing needle in your hand."
"Is it possible that it's you Kui Mulang who came to deliver the soul-chasing needle?"
"Of course it can't be me. I'm not interested in concealed weapons. The person who gave you this silver needle is the immortal you call me."
"It's really rare that this immortal venerable actually comes to deliver the silver needle in person."
"The old man is just sending a letter to tell you that there will be this thing in that place that day and night."
The black-necked crane put away its soul-chasing needle,
He is a reasonable person, after all, he is the disciple of Xuanming Laogui.
"Junzi hasn't answered Kuimulang's question yet."
"Did you know that in these days and months, many people will be ordered to take the head of the little king of Jinling?"
Kuimu Lang sat down again, sitting on a branch: "Look at your little king, I'm waiting for those masters who don't know whether to live or die."
"Then why are you?"
"You know, after the twenty-eight of me surrendered to His Holiness, I did not ask for the reason, but only acted according to His wishes."
Soon the night was quiet and the royal banquet came to an end. The guests all went back to their homes and dispersed one by one. After chatting for a few words, the handsome man Heiyu actually lay down on another branch.
Feeling a little sleepy, Kui Mulang yawned without moving. He used a set of Taoist Qi-discharging methods, and instantly became more energetic. The teahouse had seen the middle-aged man come to the palace with the young prince, but this
The middle-aged man did not attend the night banquet. He said that he was not feeling well after working hard recently and needed to rest for a few days. During this period, a young man in green shirt entered the middle-aged man's house, carrying a long knife on his back.
Didn't go out.
A maid who was assigned to serve the middle-aged man heard the gossip of the servant who was lucky enough to catch a glimpse of Zhong Xihou's grace, and added jealousy to the dance between Zhong Xihou and Mei Ji in the hall, the thirteen light-armored guards staggering out of their swords, etc., making them more like ghosts and gods.
novel.
Kui Mulang heard it clearly, and so did the black-necked crane beside him. The black-necked crane asked doubtfully: "Is it possible that Marquis Zhongxi can suppress his opponent with his Qi within a hundred steps?"
During the day, needles were flying to kill people, but after two or three hours, it seemed that there was no grudge anymore. Kui Mulang was happy to explain to the thieves who did not use a sword: "The sword is the master of hundreds of weapons, and it is easy to use.
It is difficult to get into the marrow. Some people are born with sword bones and can use their Qi to control swords, but after all, they are a minority. No one in today's world can do this. Some people have reached a certain level of cultivation. Although they are not able to control swords, they can control their sword Qi.
Small things like swords are also easy. As the maid said just now, it is estimated that Zhong Xihou suppressed the sword energy and blocked the swords of the thirteen guards, making it impossible to pull out the locked scabbard."
Although the Black-necked Crane does not use a sword, he is still amazed at such interesting things. Suppressing the Thirteen Swords with all his strength, although I dare not say that it is practical, at least it is quite majestic on the surface.
After watching for a whole night, the middle-aged man did not come out of the house. However, the young prince of the Zhu family came in and out several times. When they were in the tea house, Zhu Yinuo's respectful attitude towards the middle-aged man was really closer than his own father and mother.
A few points of respect. Black-necked Crane didn't think anything was wrong, but Kuimu Lang frowned slightly. He heard that a young man in green shirt lived in the palace all year round, but he had never seen him today. The young man in green shirt was gone.
where?
When the rooster crows, the black-necked crane leaves. Soon, Kang Jinlong comes to replace Kuimulang.
Kang Jinlong is a bit bigger than Kuimulang, but in terms of body skills, he is better than Kuimulang.
Kang Jinlong didn't wear the two skinning knives that were over a foot tall, and even wore a bright yellow Tianshi Taoist robe. He didn't even wear a golden dragon mask, which made him look quite casual. In terms of clothing, he and Kui Mulang were the same.
He is a member of the Taoist sect, but judging from his rank in Taoist robes, his status is probably much higher than that of Kui Mulang, but in terms of character, he is afraid that the two of them will have to exchange robes.
Kui Mulang didn't want to say much. He was the first person to follow Ying Ruge. He didn't know when Kang Jinlong came. He only knew that this guy's original face armor was supposed to be a horned wood dragon, but it didn't matter.
The face-faced man snatched the golden dragon mask from the scar-faced swordsman who originally wore a golden dragon mask with the excuse that "a dragon looks like a dragon but is not a dragon. It is a shame to be under a dragon."
The scar-faced swordsman was not that particular, he just said that the original hornwood dragon mask was too big, so I respectfully asked Duobao Pavilion to make a new light gray dragon mask.
But helplessly, the dragon died before it could become a dragon.
Jiaomujiao was well-known among the Tianluan clan for being courteous and kind. An old enemy came to seek death in Jianghu, where he wanted to retire but could not escape. After Yingruge collected his body, he was buried in Tianluan Peak under his old name, but he didn't.
Several people went to pay homage to this good and bloodless gentleman.
What's more, even if the Tianluan people were later replenished, the title of Diagonal Wood Jiao was as reverent as the God of Plague, and they were unwilling to wear armor. In fact, they all knew full well that they looked down on this useless thing.
"There are countless capable people and strangers in the mansion.
Be careful."
Kang Jinlong didn't appreciate the kindness and rolled his eyes. He found a comfortable spot on a leafy tree and lay down, using his hands as a pillow and prepared to sleep like this for the whole day. Kui Mulang was also inconvenienced.
Talk more, shake your head, sigh, and go back to rest.
It's not unreasonable for Kang Jinlong to do this. In his opinion, Ying Ruge is just messing around. Not to mention Zhu Yinuo, just where is this place? Jinling Palace, Lincheng Lord, the only person with a different surname in Daye
How many mosquitoes and flies can come in and out of the king's mansion? Not to mention assassinations and the like. On the other hand, his own cultivation level is half a step from the peak of Yuanzu. He doesn't believe that there are several prehistoric people, or even prehistoric A and B.
The expert would have nothing to do and come to Jinling Palace to assassinate him.
Everything was just a nonsense of the young venerable Ying Ruge, but Kang Jinlong had never complained, let alone regretted, in the past seven years regarding his decision to follow Ying Ruge.
It would not be too much to say that Ying Ruge looked like a certain person when he met Kui Mulang, or that he looked like Zhu Yinuo now. He was young and didn't know the depths of the world, and he didn't know how to take a detour after breaking through the southern wall.
When I met Kang Jinlong four years later, it was not too much to change from Zhu Yinuo to Zhong Xihou. At such a young age, his cultivation was like the vast ocean, sinking thousands of miles without reaching the end, but he was deep and restrained.
Like to show off.
Kang Jinlong also began to recall his encounter with this ghost-controlling master. How tragic was it? The other party didn’t say much when he met him. He just asked, are you willing to follow me? How could Kang Jinlong be willing? He is the second level of the Yuanzu Realm.
Waiting for cultivation, you are a yellow-haired kid without any aura of martial arts. Who would want to take advantage of you?
The other party also said, if you are not willing, then I will beat you until you are willing.
Then the two sides fought fiercely. Kang Jinlong, who had been the leader for fifteen years, was beaten hard by the red-clothed venerable who had not yet lost his crown. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen and he fainted. After waking up and recovering from his injuries, Ying Ruge asked him again if he was willing to follow him.
Naturally, he was still unwilling, so he continued to fight. He repeated it six or seven times, and Kang Jinlong finally gave in.
It's not because Kang Jinlong was afraid of being beaten. If he was afraid of being beaten, he would surrender and admit defeat when he was beaten the worst for the third time. He was convinced from the bottom of his heart.
He also discovered a little secret, a little secret that not only Tianluan and the others were not aware of, but even Ying Ruge herself was not aware of it. This young venerable possesses the physique of a God of War, nourished by war.
In the same way, the reason why there was an ignorant boy in the world later, the sword-destroying master Linghu Changkong, who came to fight with anyone who had a famous sword, and won with the sword, but lost with his life. Let Yingying
Ruge changed his name to Linghu Changkong and challenged all the major sword sects in the world. Fighting to support war was also Kang Jinlong's bad idea.
As expected, the excellence of the God of War's physique is undoubtedly evident.
Although Kang Jinlong doesn't use a sword, he only uses two knives, but he has other views on swordsmanship, so Ying Ruge can actually listen to and do many of the things he says.
For example, Kang Jinlong said that swords are special compared to other weapons. The sword is mainly used for cutting, the spear is mainly used for stabbing, the bow and crossbow can shoot hundreds of steps, and the sword can be swung to cut or stab. After practicing, the sword will glow with green light.
After practicing sword energy, you can kill people with a hundred steps, which is considered a heresy among weapons. If you can't fight in close combat, you can give in at the right time and use sword energy to fight the enemy from a distance, which is not considered cheating.
He still remembered who Linghu Changkong was fighting against once?
Oh, by the way, that time it was Linghu Changkong who dueled with a well-known young man for a thin sword called Feiyu Indigo. He didn’t remember the young man’s name clearly. Was it Lan Tianxiang or Lan Tianzhu? It was true.
Not so clear anymore. The Flying Fish Indigo was considered a top-grade famous sword, but it was far from being among the best, and it was not taken away by Ying Ruge in the end.
Kang Jinlong really has no impression of that unlucky guy from the Lan family, but there is one thing that he remembers deeply. It was also the 21-year-old Ying Ruge, which was the first time Linghu Changkong killed someone with sword energy. If it weren't for that surname
Lan's son-in-law is a mean-mouthed man, so he won't end up dead and not even a corpse.
I saw a sword energy shot into the air, thunder bursts, the sword energy seemed like hundreds of arrows falling to the ground, and struck with a "whoosh".