Chapter 71: Enemies chase

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Outside Jingnan City, Ningbi Villa ...
The four seasons of Yunzhou are like spring.
There are many mountains in Yunzhou, and Ningbi Villa is built on the mountain, with beautiful peaks and mountains behind, and beautiful valleys under the mountains. A waterfall at the high cliff, like a white streamer rolled up when the fairy soars, winds down from above nine days and merges into a clear stream. This manor built on the mountain is like a fairy dwelling.
At the back of the villa, beside a deep pool of cold water, there is a large nan tree, which is only a few feet tall, but the tree is one to five feet or six feet thick. It is covered with green branches, covering a large area local. The cliff behind the tree is erected like a wall, covered with vines, and many unknown flowers grow in the green moss marks above, which is quite interesting. On the cliffs and cliffs, two cyan abbot characters "Ningbi" appeared.
Under the cliff, by the tree, by the pond ...
A colorful bird sits on a gray stone, combing its feathers ...
The big stone suddenly moved, scaring the bird to fly up, and it fell on the branch of the big nan tree, embarrassed and crisp, as if still strange, how could the stone still move?
Ha ha ha ...
There was an old, soft laughter from the stone, turning slightly. It turned out that the gray stone was a dangling old man wearing a robe and fishing alone by the creek. Where the colorful birds just fell. It was Lao's shoulder.
The old man in Yiyi lifted the fishing rod in his hand, looked at the fishhook, and smiled helplessly: "You little tit, I'm so itchy, and let go of the fish that was almost hooked for no reason, you know what is in this stream Silverscale fish is a rare and delicious food in the world. My old man managed to seduce him, but he was defeated by your little ... you lose my fish— "
The little bird on the branch tilted his head. He didn't understand what the old man under the tree was muttering, and he kept humming.
噗嗤
There was a coquettish laugh ...
The old lady in Yiyi sighed, shook her head helplessly to clean up the fishing rod, and sighed: "Well, another naughty little chick is here to make trouble, it seems my elderly man has no hope of this silver scale feast ..."
Immediately after the big nanshu, a beautiful little girl emerged, her skin was pink and snowy, her eyebrows were picturesque, her eyes were bright. At least ten years old, wearing a long dress. Dressed like a little lady, but at this time the skirt was put on the waist, bare feet, and the trousers inside, all covered with mud. At this moment, the little girl pouted her pink mouth, and refused to say: "Grandpa Han hates it most, obviously he has no ability, but comes to blame the sinner's house ..."
Listen to the old clothes, and couldn't help but laugh.
"Girl, don't be rude ..." A low man's voice came again in the distance.
The little girl jerked her tongue suddenly, made a grimace at the old man, and rushed into the grass when she came.
"This girl-" A middle-aged man with an upright face and a majestic appearance came over, and sighed helplessly: "The little girl disciplines no party, let Master see the joke ..."
If there are people familiar with the martial arts in Yunzhou here, it should be recognized that this middle-aged man is the owner of this "Ningbi Mountain Villa", Yan Jingshu. He is a big merchant in Yunzhou's wealthy party, and a rare master of martial arts, but this Yan Jingshu has always been introverted and low-key. He has never participated in the affairs of Yunzhou martial arts. Enjoy the quietness alone, without any dispute with the world. Although everyone in Yunzhou Wulin has heard of this solemn owner, he has seen few real people, but not to mention his true origins.
"Anyway, this little girl is innocent and very interesting ..." The old woman with the surname Han left her robes at her side and said, standing up.
When the old man was sitting, there was nothing strange, but once he stood up, his image turned out to be extremely powerful. The gray hair was combed extremely neatly, and a turban was arbitrarily tied on the head, and a long beard spread on the chest ...
There was only this two masters and apprentices. The old man suddenly took a serious tone, and Shen asked, "Why? Fish bite?"
Yan Jingshu blinked in his eyes, saying, "Chongxuan Tiger has started ... the local forces of the three divisions are almost lost ..."
The mighty old man interrupted Yan Jingshu's words in annoyance, and sneered ironically: "Don't mention those wastes ... the fine works of Sansi Yunzhou, all the waste of his mother, can't get decent information for thirty years, opponent Or a reckless husband like Chong Xuanhu ... what is it for them? Take this opportunity to die cleanly, so as not to look worried-- "
The majestic old man said that he was really angry, but he didn't speak for a long time. He finally sighed and said, "No, you don't have to worry about them. In fact, even if they are captured, this time they have a chance. He left his life, but he didn't want to work for the court in the future. A distribution frontier is their best ending ... "
The mighty old man breathed a sigh of relief, and continued, "It's hard for you to suffer here for thirty years ... After this time, let me return to Luodu with me ..."
Yan Jingshu was emotional, and hurriedly thanked him, "Thank you Master for cultivation ..."
The majestic old man turned around and looked at the deep pool of blue waves, and murmured, "Zheng Zhantang's mum often muttered in my ear. He said that if he wanted to catch a big fish, he must be able to withstand loneliness and time .... We have spent this for 30 years, and how many years have we had in our lives ... Today's big fish is finally biting, but is this bad fish worth our 30 years? "
The mighty old man's sleeve waved violently, and a pale cyan palm print slammed the water surface, but the weird ripple of the pond surface did not rise, as if it was just a breeze. After a moment, the silver light on the water surface appeared, no The silver fish, three fingers wide, floated up.
Yan Jing's written color is astonishing, this silverfish lives only in cold water and always lives at a depth of five meters below the water surface. Master's palm. Just to fierce. It was able to shock the silverfish in such a depth, and it has extraordinary skill.
The old man stroked his beard and laughed wildly: "This is enough to have a silverscale feast ... hahaha ..." Then the smile suddenly stagnated and shouted panickingly: "Hurry up, Jing Shu is about to kill the silverfish. Come up, this fish is only delicious when it is alive, and if you delay it, you will run away ... "
Huh? Can dead fish run?
Yan Jingshu was suddenly shocked.
Difficult, isn't it ...
In a hurry to search, mixed shock. The middle-aged man hurriedly bowed down and congratulated: "Congratulations to Master for his great advancement ..."
Yan Jingshu is an old man, and of course knows that the internal skills of the teacher's gate have always been just to the sun, and he is extremely powerful.
Master Zhang can reach the water surface below five meters with one palm, and Yan Jingshu is not surprised at all. What surprised him was that this palm shook so many silverfish, but one was not dead, but was stunned. This shows that Master's palm. Not only has it just reached the sun, but it has also reached the realm of anode yin. The birth of Zhirou in Zhigang Middle School has undoubtedly risen to another level.
The admiration of Yan Jingshu was full of emotions and emotions, and he was about to express a lot of emotions, but he screamed angrily, "How are you still doing fart there? Come and help Laozi fish --- "
Yan Jingshu's face alternated with blue and red, and finally he responded, pulled up his trousers and stepped into the cold pool of water ...
puff--
Huang Yan threw himself on his back, sprayed blood on his mouth, and was even more mixed with broken internal organs ...
I couldn't think of being wary day and night, but still couldn't escape the doom. The master of the purple scarf stole as many as three at a time, followed by more than a dozen of his brothers, and was slaughtered clean in a blink of an eye.
Lin Zhengyang is currently the leader of all martial arts people in Yunxia County. There are countless masters around him, and he wants to get help from Lin Zhengyang, so he focuses on himself.
Huang Yan held up his upper body with difficulty, knowing that he would no longer be able to escape his life, but he begged pitifully: "I have said what I should say, please, please let my wife and children ..."
The other party threatened his family. As a last resort, Huang Yan had to explain the fact that the young Taoist Ye Qingxuan had killed the bald-headed man and revealed his whereabouts.
The subject was a young man with a pale face, wearing a sorrow and filial piety, carrying a mourning stick. Just now, he hit himself with blood on a stick. He could not think of the other person being thin and weak, but his strength was very strong. I didn't know what the crying stick was made of, and he was easily broken by a steel knife.
"Your wife and children? Yeah, some say it's late ..." The young man in mourning clothes talked weakly and faintly, "Old Eight-Hey, Old Eight-"
"Ok?--"
A fat man with a huge body, but a bit stupid, was turning the body constantly on the ground, carefully holding his head one by one, looking at it with a sound in his mouth, like picking vegetables. Hearing someone calling him, the disturbed fat man looked up dissatisfied.
"Hey hey, old man, look at this good man you got today ..."
The obese quickly covered his huge pockets behind him, shook his head and refused: "That's my baby, no one gives it ..."
The mourning youth sighed and said, "No one wants your baby, just to show it to others, show it off, show off ... understand ..."
"Show off ..." The obese scratched his head and said, "Some do not understand, but give you a glance, just one glance ..." The fat man turned and mumbled in that blood-stained pocket, finally grabbing A round thing came out, and he reached out his hand and said excitedly, "Look-this is the baby I got today. You are optimistic about the roundness and goodness-no one of you can it-"
Yunxia County catches Huang Yan and stares at the things in fat man's hand with a look of dementia ...
It was a human head, a human head, the head of a young boy, the eyebrows, mouth, nose and nose were clearly visible, and the eyes were full of fear and petitions ...
That's the head of Huang Yan's only child ...
"Sorry, Huang Choutou, you said a little bit later ... but it doesn't matter, Huang Quan and Ling Lang haven't gone far, you can still catch up ..."
what--
A violent hissing broke out, and Huang Yan's eyes bleed. At that time, his extreme grief caused his eyes to break ...
"Animals--" Huang Yan did his best, printed on the nearest young man with the palms of his hands. Huang Yan has long abandoned his life. This blow is the gathering of his life-long skills, and strives to end up with the enemy ...
The youth in mourning clothes never thought that the other party would have the strength to fight back, and they were so close, they felt a little flustered for a moment, and the response was slow for half a shot ...
A bright moon-like light flashed ...
Huang Yan suddenly stood ...
Then a vertical line appeared at the center of the eyebrows, and UU read the book www.uukanshu.comm hissing--
From head to bottom, split in two halves ...
The youth in mourning clothes slammed his chest, looked up at the figure standing on the eaves opposite, and said, "Thank you, Brother Wu for your help ..."
The man on the eaves slowly turned his head. In the moonlight, a scar on his handsome face was scratched from the left forehead to the right, destroying the original handsomeness, and the whole person exuded a cold cold. The long hair was braided in the back of his head, the long shirt was like ink, and the sharp blade in his hand had a narrow blade like the crescent moon in the sky, shining like a bright moon, cold like ice ...
The knife is cold, the heart is cold, the words are even colder ...
Just like snow and ice in the winter, a heartless voice sounded: "Go—"
"Where?"
"Jingnan City-"
"revenge?"
"Revenge !!!" (To be continued ...)