At that time, Shen Yi was using a juan to wipe away the ink stains on the cheeks of the little girl who was smug after swiping her pen. The doting old men nearby did not care about the secret book that had a lot of hard work put into it. The words that were almost a joke were added, and according to the thoughts of some of the wretched people, they wanted to see with their own eyes whether anyone would commit suicide in order to pursue a career in martial arts.
"What would someone think if the little girl said that people who practice the secret arts don't have to do this?"
Shen Yi did not see the look she expected from Wu Erlang's face. King Xiaoyaoshan, whose face was stained with blood, nodded, no longer deliberately lowering his voice, and his words became more charming:
"At first, I thought this was a way to slow down the backlash of the secret technique, but in the past few years, I have suffered a lot, and I understand that the horoscopes in the opened book are just to tease people like us."
"But at that time, the Sajia had no choice. Killing that big insect would cost the Sajia half their lives. It's a joke. I have been involved in martial arts for nearly 20 years. At that time, I almost got slapped to death by the big insect who didn't know what to do." Wu Erlang raised his hand and pinched Wei Changpan's throat, but did not exert any force, "Brother of the Sa family was still being bullied by that adulterer. It was just that the good cooking cake stall was destroyed, and his legs and feet were beaten by that evil thief named Ximen." Then he persuaded the adulteress to poison his brother's medicine..."
Thanks to that big insect wreaking havoc in the territory of Yanggu County, killing more than 20 people, and its fierce reputation can make children stop crying, the long-vacant position of the capital will naturally be filled. His brother is undoubtedly I am happy for him from the bottom of my heart. After many years, the Wu family finally has a figure with official status. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the ancestor of Guangzong...
But the brother who was happy for him from the bottom of his heart because he had an official status is already dead.
"I have no ability. I have been like an elder brother all my life. I let others bully me and I still have to make fun of it..." The King of Xiaoyao Mountain looked as ferocious and twisted as an evil ghost at this moment. "When someone steps on my face, I still have to make fun of it... ..”
The ordinary people of Yanggu County naturally respect him for his status as the capital of Yanggu County. However, in the eyes of the rich and wealthy families in Yanggu County, his status is just a slightly more prestigious one, and his status is not comparable to that of the upper-class adults. Far from it. Just compared with his brother who sells cooking cakes, he is naturally in the sky. Those green-skinned scoundrels who come to the cooking cake stall every now and then to pick fights after hearing that the second son of the Wu family became the capital of Shangyanggu County. Duoye just disappeared. After all, he was a hero who could kill big bugs with his bare hands. Ordinary green-skinned scoundrels could only stay away.
It's just that the adulterer named Ximen is not an ordinary scoundrel. He is a rich man who owns half of the real estate in Yanggu County. He has practiced boxing and kicking skills since childhood and has become famous in dozens of surrounding counties. , just a Dutou who was promoted by killing the head-decapitating bugs would still be dwarfed by comparison.
With a wealth of millions, a good skin, a solid body, and excellent flirting skills, this damn adulterer finally set his sights on his sister-in-law after tasting countless women in Yanggu County. The poor brother left home after he left home. When Shi Wei was so angry, he just wanted to catch the adulterer, but he was kicked and seriously injured by the guy. Not only that, he also encouraged the adulteress, who he should have called sister-in-law, to poison the soup his brother was taking...
My brother was so humiliated and humiliated. How could I not stand up for him as a younger brother? However, just now he had only fought with the adulterer for more than 20 times before he was defeated. If he hadn't relied on his reputation of beating up the tiger and Wudu head, the foreign teacher would have made him feel happy.
He was afraid that his life would have to be sacrificed.
That day, hundreds of men, women, and children gathered in the neighborhoods of Yanggu County.
, they all stood aside and watched their Wu family’s jokes.
The tall man with tiger stripes on his back was naked from the waist up. He laughed loudly and put his head on the soles of his feet, rubbing his cheek against the sand and gravel. The pain was nothing compared to the bite of a big insect.
It's a shame, but in all his life before Takejiro, he never imagined that one day he would be watched from such an angle.
No one reported it to the official, and no one dared to persuade him. This tall man named Ximen was not only a wealthy and skilled warrior in Yanggu County, but also had a close relationship with the magistrate of Yanggu County. Although Wu Dutou was said to be a tiger hunter
A good man, but he was brought up by the magistrate. This position was easily obtained, and losing it was just a matter of a word. Some people who were usually bullied by men originally expected Wu Dutou to vent their anger, but now their wish was lost.
In the empty space, everyone was secretly cursing the Wu family's second brother for being useless. He was no better than his three-inch brother. He deserved to end up like this...
Disdain, ridicule, anger, pity, schadenfreude...are rolling in like a torrent, like a mountain about to collapse.
....
The soul was floating leisurely in the sky, and the one-armed and one-legged man supported his body with a simple knife and shouted to him to run away.
As his vision gradually blurred, the scene in his mind became particularly clear. It was still the scene of the master's return from Qihu Lake, perhaps to keep him away from the right and wrong in the world.
Wu Erlang's grip on his throat gradually tightened. Wei Changpan thought that he was about to die, but his quick talk finally made his death come earlier. In this battle, he had already tried his best, using all his strength.
The secret technique drained the last bit of strength from his bones, but he still couldn't defeat the King of Xiaoyaoshan.
Fortunately, he had delayed enough time. Even if Wu Erlang killed him, he would not have the energy to hunt down those uncles and military attachés in Jinzhou.
When he was about to die, he still didn't know why the killer of Kasukadai was on their side. If it hadn't been for the charming and enchanting female killer who severely injured Takejiro several times, he would definitely not be alive now.
It's really unacceptable to die in Suzhou like this...
The demon lurking deep in his body remained as calm as an ancient well even when he was on the verge of death. Probably his life and death was not a big deal. The secret skills that have been banned by the world for generations can always be passed down by the people who perform them.
, the hungry demon will always have fresh blood food, but his offering is not satisfactory.
If one could know Takejiro's method of using secret techniques over and over again, then he might not be incapable of fighting...
Now that his own flesh and blood have been used as blood food for sacrifice, what else can he do to win the favor of the demon again?
....
At the top of the tallow tree, Lu Jiu took off the iron rings on his bloody and bloody fingers with trembling hands.
Previously, she had used these rings to weave the so-called "net" using the technique of "pulling threads". She completed the layout in a very short period of time. Using the iron rings to control more than a hundred silk threads was a great test for her mental strength and physical strength.
When fighting against a master, he used prepared measures, but was crushed by Takejiro's fists. Even Lu Jiu, who had no time to take off the ring, almost lost his hands.
Why should she save a guy who once tried to kill her? She thought so as she gritted her teeth and put on the five-finger iron ring again. The pain from her fingers to her heart made her almost fall to the treetop, but she could feel the warmth from the five rings again. She had already found the answer when those silk threads trembled slightly,
She no longer hesitated or feared, and with her fingers flying, she used the technique of string pulling to create a net to kill people.
....
Shen Yi looked away and took out a celadon vial, turned his hand to pour out the pills, raised his hand to swallow, and then quietly waited for the effect of the medicine to penetrate the whole body in a very short period of time.
As one of the ten people in front of the Cutting Platform, she certainly has that kind of medicine. In just a few moments, the exhausted assassin's combat power can be increased again, but the backlash of such a strong medicine must be even worse. And when Shen Yi was twelve years old, he killed someone. He rarely used this pill. After all, it was a so-called "half-life". Even if he could survive the fight, half of his life was already gone.
She didn't want to use this medicine anymore. She also wanted to dress Lu Jiu on her wedding day. In Shen Yi's eyes, the man who betrothed all the assassins' daughters in Lutai must be an unparalleled hero. And Unlike the young man who was regarded as a must-kill by the old men, he had a mediocre appearance and his martial arts skills were of no use...
Clove branches... cardamom tips...
As long as you're happy, that's fine.
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"Sir, your vision is right." The figure at the top sighed slightly, "The expression on his face remains unchanged between life and death, so of course he is brave."
When he was about to die, the situation of the young man was still rising. Maybe it was not enough for him to seek a way out, but he could still struggle to survive in such a situation. It seemed that the young man was indeed unique in his knowledge of people, just like before. Use five pieces of sheepskin as a headdress in exchange for his Ah Wu.
Ah Wu, who was barefoot, slightly bent over and bent his knees.
....
Wei Changpan's face had turned the color of purple liver. Two broken arms and one broken leg could not help him much. The only leg that could still exert force was already pressed against Wu Erlang's lower abdomen, which could probably help him. A few moments of respite.
Takejiro's face also turned purple. Killing people with poison is the method that the Kasukadai killer is proud of. The mechanism hidden in the strange-shaped weapon has already transported poison to Takejiro's body, and it can be used by secret techniques. His strengthened body helped him temporarily resist the poison, which was enough to kill the herd.
The net made of tough silk threads was firmly embedded in Wu Erlang's flesh and blood. He completely ignored the bloody Lujiu's five fingers on his hands and manipulated the almost transparent silk threads to cut Wu Erlang's flesh and blood with difficulty.
Shen Yi's short straight knife penetrated Wu Erlang's back of the heart without any hindrance this time, but even when he twisted the handle of the knife, not much blood spurted out.
The King of Xiaoyaoshan had burned all the blood in his body. No one else would know how many times he would have died from the injuries he suffered. But by chance, he resisted all the injuries on his body and concentrated all his strength on strangling him. On the arm around Wei Changpan's throat.
Then suddenly, there was thunder on the ground, Ah Wu fell from the sky, like an eagle flying down, and chopped off Wu Erlang's head with one move.