Chapter 739: Hair loss is more severe

Chapter 739 Severe Detachment
Gao Linlin has never been as excited as he is today. He has n’t been reused since he left Zongmen and went to Dali Temple. Although his puppet is not low, but the rivers and lakes who join the gate are fancy one every month. Bao Yinzi? He has always wanted to shine brightly on the door, and based on his cultivation, he can open schools on rivers and lakes. Although he won't be very famous, at least it is not a problem in a county or even a county.
However, he always believed that the real glorious lintel was still on the road of the public gate, and even if he became a generation of masters, was his status comparable to that of the red robe of Sanpin?
Therefore, in Dali Temple, he has been very aggrieved over the years. He always feels that he has nowhere to show his talents. When he was invited by the people of Dali Temple to Chang'an City before, he was full of lofty sentiments. It was a fulfillment of a half-life wish, and a vision of an infinitely beautiful future.
But when he entered the officialdom, he knew that the Dali Temple, how famous it was, was only a second-rate yamen in Chang'an City. Because at that time, there was a large inner guard guarding the sun, and the Dali Temple was like a decoration. To put it plainly, he was able to enter Dali Temple only because Dali Temple could use the name of a martial arts hero to ask the court for more silver ...
Therefore, he always had the illusion that he was a young daughter-in-law who was raped by a bandit, but in order to admire the official uniform on his body, he was left dead after being fucked.
Cangtian lived up to a caring person, and while he was still insisting on his ideal, the turning point in life finally came. The inner guard was banned, and the Jinyi School, which had just raised its status, gradually declined as Su Buwei died. Then, the mysterious general with iron armor took control of the government and regained the status of Dali Temple.
Today, on his way, Mu Qing, the Dali Temple Secretary, told him that if this matter was done, he would be promoted to be Shao Qing of the Dali Temple.
Therefore, after seeing the two high-spirited guys in the Criminal Department being easily killed, he couldn't help it anymore.
Gao Linlin took a step forward, and his two sleeves bulged like a sail full of wind. He has not given up his practice for so many years, and this wave of dredging has made him afraid of himself.
He walked with great strides, and every step made a deep footprint on the ground. You must know that Dao Sui's official road repair is extremely solid, and even under heavy rain, there are few potholes.
He got a pit in one foot, showing the magnificence of the inner strength. He followed the path of an iron cloth shirt. The big waves of sand draining sounded like an aggressive move, but it was a very powerful defense. Exclude all attacks as big waves remove sand. Gao Linlin knew who the old guy was, and he became famous on the rivers and lakes decades ago, and was known as the sacred hand Yanqing.
It is said that the secret weapon method of this person has reached the point of being enchanted, but Gao Banlin insists that the secret weapon user cannot achieve great achievements in his life, because it is a trail.
Yan Qing was right, he didn't remember how long he hadn't fought.
He frowned slightly when he saw the guy with the clothes bulging up step by step like Tarzan pressed. Gao Jinlin's iron cloth shirt kung fu, coupled with his vigorous inner strength, it seems that the hidden weapon is difficult to break.
Gao Linlin was also a little proud, because he could see that the sage hand Yan Qing didn't know how to start.
Then, he saw Yan Qing still pointed his finger at him.
There were a few muffled sounds, and Gao Linlin barely noticed where the hidden weapon came from, hitting the vital part of his body. He twitched his heart, gave his throat, and his belly. However, these hidden weapons could not break his defense at all. So he stepped forward a bit more, and every step went down like a rainbow.
Mu Yan glanced at Baohe slightly, and the meaning in his eyes was that the people in your punishment department were far worse than those in my Dali Temple. The Pei brothers, who are known as the two ministries of the Ministry of Justice, were discarded when they faced each other. They did not even see the hidden weapon coming from any direction.
As a result, Bao He's face was harder to look at.
An anger began to burn in his heart, so he took a big step forward.
With a snap, a hidden weapon was bounced off by Bao He's right index finger. This finger was as indestructible as metal casting.
Yan Qing frowned even deeper, seeming to be thinking.
Then he pointed to the sky, a bang, and a hidden weapon hit the top of Gao Lin's head, but it was meaningless. After hitting the top of Gao Lin's head, he was bombed out. The next second, Gao Banlin closed his eyes, and the eyelids of both eyes caught two silver needle-like concealers at the same time.
"Haha!"
He opened his eyes and laughed, and the two needles fell down immediately.
Just then his face changed slightly, and his mouth closed with a laugh, and he clicked softly with a click, and he actually bit a hidden weapon with his teeth. If it hadn't been for his reaction fast enough, the hidden weapon had already penetrated into his mouth, and no matter how strong the iron cloth shirt was, no one could practice it on his tongue.
"spit!"
Gao Linlin smashed the hidden weapon and said four words: "But like ... ah!"
The last word emphasizes a sudden rise, which is trembling.
He certainly couldn't see it, a hidden weapon didn't know how to get behind him, and got into his fart-eye accurately. I have to say that iron cloth shirts can't be practiced on the tongue or fart-in the eyes. Immediately Gao Banlin came to understand that Yan Qing's hidden weapon had been prey, just to make him proud and let him care, he thought he had taken care, and the one Yan Yan struck to his mouth was the focus after the concealment, Who the knows the fart-the blow on the eye is the point?
Because of the pain, his inner strength immediately dissipated. The next second, his left eye was pierced by a hidden weapon. The hidden weapon did not fly out of his head, but his brain was crushed. This hidden weapon was a spiked iron ball that spun into his eye socket and killed him instantly.
In the carriage, the white-eyed young woman couldn't help but froze her lips and said lowly that this trick should be called backyard blossoms.
Thinking that Gao Lin had died suddenly, Bao He, who was striding forward, couldn't help but pause. His finger and kung fu step alone, there are very few hidden weapon, but today he saw the extreme of what is called hidden weapon, even the fart-eye method can be used, which shows that the professor of Yanwuyuan is not so Quite authentic.
So he hesitated for a while and decided that he couldn't hide any more.
He held up the of his right hand, just like a Optimus Prime.
...
...
This is the biggest stick everyone has seen in their lives.
A round pillar that is as solid as bronze.
With the whistling wind, Bao He's fell down fiercely and went straight to Yan Qing's head. Iron cloth shirt's defense is undoubted, but was still broken by Yan Qing's hidden weapon. So Baohe suddenly realized a truth. A strong defense is not as good as a strong attack.
This finger, he hasn't used it like this for a long time.
Since he was promoted to the Ministry of Sentences, he has rarely worked with people, so few people know that the key to his magical is not that wording, but the fingering.
This finger has become a pin of the sea god.
Yan Qing felt the horror of this finger, so she immediately raised her left hand to meet it. Many people in Jianghuke decades ago knew that Yan Qing had a world-class weapon in his left hand, so many people said that his cultivation was all on his left hand, and his inner strength was all on his left hand. As long as Yan Qing's left hand cannot be used, the sacred hand is meaningless.
This stick is too strong, so Yan Qing can only defend.
With a bang, Yan Qing, who caught the stick in his left hand, was immediately half short, and all of them were smashed into the solid official path below the waist. A very beautiful hand stretched out of the carriage, just grabbing the trembling reins, no matter how the horse pedaled wildly, it was impossible to get out.
"how about it?"
Asked the young white-eyed woman holding the reins.
"very good"
Yan Qing answered, but his left arm was shaking.
"Your strongest is the left hand!"
Baohe couldn't help laughing, "Tell you a secret ... My strongest is also my left hand."
Then he raised his left hand and extended his middle finger.
Another huge, solid bar of vigor appeared, more domineering than the stick in his right before. This bar smashed down, the air waves had blown all the dust on the road, and the carriage was overwhelmed. moan. Yan Qing had to raise her right hand and catch the stick.
Huh!
His body sank a lot again, at this time he was in the soil below his neck.
However, the stick is harder to move forward.
Bao He is now a bit silly. He has always used his right hand to defend the enemy, so everyone in the Ministry of Justice knows that the prince of the torturer has the magical power of his right hand. But he ignored it, and he kept concealing it, maybe someone else was concealing it in this way.
For example, the sage-handed Yan Qing, who was already trapped in the ground opposite, obviously, this old guy's right hand is far stronger than his left hand, holding the stick and staying still.
"I know how difficult it is to get a deft hand to use a hidden weapon. It is even harder to get a pair of hands, especially to the point where you ..."
Bao He ticked up at the corner of his mouth and looked a little happy: "But even with flexible hands, there are only two. Even if both hands can access the hidden weapon, they are only two. You can no longer have a third hand Come out, kill me with a hidden weapon? "
"But I still have eight fingers to use."
After he said this, he suddenly felt that the lower body hurts, which is the kind of egg that was kicked. He looked down subconsciously, and now he has a large area under his crotch. A hidden weapon did not know when he poked his baby, cut it directly, and the blood flowed out like a diarrhea, and soon his pants were soaked with blood and red.
Then, he suddenly made a louder howl than when Gao Linlin died, and across the clothes, he could see a wave-like thing moving from his lower body to his body, moving through his lower abdomen, stomach, and chest. , And then got out from his shoulder again. It was a sharp weapon, like a nail, but with a distinct thread.
"moron……"
Yan Qing jumped up from the deep pit, UU read the book www. uukanshu.com shook the soil on his body and said, "Who told you that I can only use two hands to access the hidden weapon? Because my nickname was then called the sacred hand? That is because few people can let me move the hidden weapon elsewhere ..."
His nose moved, and Bao He's heart had a blood hole.
His ears moved, and there was a bloodline on Bao He's throat.
"Compared to me ..."
Yan Qing shook her head and sighed, "Unless you are older than Mao ... people are always more serious when they are older."
The reason why he said this is because Bao He's hair is really dense. Whether it is an eyebrow or a beard, even the thing that was cut off on the ground before, has a lot of hair. This shows that this old man is still very practical and does not avoid his weaknesses.
After he had said this, the young scholar who had been reading in the carriage with his head lowered his face did not change his face and asked very seriously, "The top or the bottom? The top is difficult to cure, the bottom ... don't cure ... ... "