The dripping blood stained the young man's sleeves, and kept dripping from his lips and teeth. It seemed to be a trickle at first, but then it became stronger and stronger, and he often spit out a few mouthfuls of bruises. He looked quite miserable.
Li Zijing felt extremely angry and stepped on the young man's chest dozens of times. His expression changed several times, but in the end he was still ferocious.
To this day, Yunzhong has been seriously injured. In addition to the arrows piercing his body, the most serious injuries were caused by Li Zijing. Even Yunzhong himself has never thought about it, although he has long guessed that this Bafang The street master is very skilled, but he really didn't expect that this Li Zijing was so powerful. Just when the attacker took action, his body flashed, and he knew that he had at least three levels of cultivation, and he was lucid. As soon as he moved, he stepped into the air and disappeared. Although he couldn't see the other methods, he could catch a glimpse of one or two just by his fleeting figure. Maybe it was one level higher than the three realms.
In normal times, when Huanglong never sleeps, Yun Zhong is not really worried. The worst thing is that Huanglong has frequent magical powers. Even if Li Zi's realm reaches a higher level, he can still hold on for a while. He may not win, at least. He could also look for ways to protect himself, but Huang Long was clearly indifferent at the moment. No matter how much he was urged, it was still like an ordinary yellow rope, firmly tied to his wrist, and even though the blood was dyed scarlet, there was no movement at all. In just a few moments, after receiving dozens and hundreds of punches and kicks, most of the main bones in Yun Zhong's chest were damaged. Now even if he gasps for breath, he still feels pain and heartache. Ninety percent of it is broken bones and stubble poking into the skin, flesh and organs, which is painful and itchy. Forbearance, my right arm was broken off by Li Zijing, and it was difficult to exert any strength.
Since entering the Jianghu world, I have suffered countless losses, big and small, but the closest one to the gate of hell is probably now.
Li Zijing looked at the prostrate young man among the blood and rubble with an expressionless face. The latter's face was obviously damaged in many places. Even when he breathed, he was careful and did not dare to use any strength. However, he still grinned and laughed wildly. , so he kicked the young man onto his back again, put the sole of his boot on the young man's chest, and instead of using the same force as before, he slowly pressed down. The sound of tearing bones and flesh was like ripping silk, more blood dripped from the young man's lips, it was difficult to stop, and soon it spread for another five or six steps. His eyes were blank, but he could still vaguely see a hint of a sinister smile.
In his early years, Li Zijing also met Jianghu people. After all, many gangs in Jianghu do a lot of business. The high-ranking helmsmen and hall masters among them do not look like martial arts warriors at all. Instead, they wear brocade and embroidery. When traveling, BMW Xiangqi is just like the dirty-skinned ordinary members of such gangs, and they know best how to do business. The gang members below were shouting all day long about loyalty and brotherly love, but when it was really time to get money, they all refused to give in. Even if it was just a few taels of silver, they would have a lot of quarrels. In the end, many turned against each other and turned against each other. Armed with weapons.
But Li Zijing has never seen such a Jianghu person as the dying boy in front of him.
It is said that he was born with less than one soul and three souls, and his intelligence was not fully developed. However, the young man knew the etiquette and rules very well, and his speech, behavior and movements were all flawless. Even many wealthy people in Bafang Street who usually have extremely bright visions were the same as this one. The young men chatted for a few words, and they all felt that on the surface, this young man was a martial arts hero who relied on his skills to make a living. In fact, the young man was mature, and his temperament and speech and behavior were much calmer and more considerate than his age. There were even a few people who met him. After talking to Yunzhong for a while, he always scolded his idle son.
But the more I feel
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The young man was a very good person. The more he realized that the young man was not afraid of death. Li Zijing's expression was ferocious and cold, but it was more serious. In the end, he stopped taking action and pointed his finger at the young man between his eyebrows in a condescending manner.
"I have never cared about the abilities of the Pleiades. They are just a bunch of confused people who think they can make the world peaceful by relying on their own abilities."
"It would be a bit boring to let you die early today. Many people say that killing your heart is the most important thing. Let's try it today. If your mind is also wiped out, can you, Yun Zhong, still be close? In the season of death, show a few smiles."
From the beginning to the end, Li Zijing's expression was very strange. Sometimes he looked sad and unbearable, and sometimes he smiled cruelly and domineeringly. But after saying these words, his expression was surprisingly calm, and he glanced at the man who was walking outside the street. The woman did not take action, but stretched out her finger, and strands of light rolled down. Thousands of mist ribbons hung on the young man's face, no trace of his beauty could be seen, and suddenly melted into his whole body.
Yun Zhong naturally knew that what Li Zijing was using now was the door magic method, but even if he reluctantly opened his eyes, he only saw the vast clouds and mist like frost and mist, pouring into his whole body in an instant, his eyes gradually closed, no matter how difficult it was, support.
Seeing the young man using his remaining strength to open his mouth to say something, Li Zijing felt very contemptuous. He made a folding fan to close Yun Zhong's bloody eyes. He immediately felt disgusted and made the young man in black clothes wipe the fan, but he couldn't do it anyway. Can't wipe away the blood.
"Don't bother. Even if you come from an unpredictable place, there is still no one to help you here. It's better to take care of this matter before leaving, so as not to be a fool."
The man was in a daze. He didn't seem to be worried about how much turmoil his new magical power would cause in the city. He just stood up on his own and walked ten steps away from the angry-eyed green bull. He sat comfortably under the eaves and inserted the folding fan into his waist. In the middle of the jade belt, he ignored the slight blush on his white clothes. He was talking to himself, and seemed to be chatting with the trembling woman. He whispered softly, "To be honest, when I brought those women into the building, Most of the money spent in Baiqiong Tower has been repaid by the women in Baiqiong Tower, and many of them have actually earned several times more. Especially the two women on the highest floor have almost earned it. The business has been the best in the past year, and the money earned may be enough to pay for it dozens of times. It is reasonable and reasonable for me, the landlord, to let him go."
"But even if the reputation of the Bafang Street owner has been very high in recent years, in the end he is just a businessman who is not among the third-rate. Since he is a businessman, he has absolutely no reason to offer help in times of trouble. He clearly knows that he is taking advantage of others' danger, but he also I have to do something like this."
Li Zijing raised his head and looked at Qiao Lan, who was trembling with his head down. He raised his lips and smiled for no reason, "Miss Qiao Lan, do you know that besides the residents in Bafang Street, there are many people who are looking forward to the meager salary at the end of each month. ? There are hundreds of people in the street alone, and there are dozens of times more people outside the street. Counting the clerks and servants in the shop business, the porters and bodyguards who are doing business, even I don’t know what’s going on. How many people need to rely on me to support their families, so that they don’t have money to buy more clothes in the middle of winter, and don’t still wear old coats in the dog days of summer, when they are hungry for wine, they have food when they are hungry.”
"In the end, there is nothing taboo about businessmen at first. There is no shame in making money, so they naturally don't care about any means. Maybe others have to cherish their wings after starting a business, but I, the street owner, also crawled out of the mud. ordinary people, if not
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I have tried every means, not to mention that now I have Bafang Street and a huge fortune, I am afraid that I have become a carrion for wild dogs on the roadside. Even my bones and muscles will be eaten clean and pale by crows and jackdaws. How can I cherish this body? Hagoromo was already dirty. "
After being silent for a while, Li Zijing's face turned from red to white, and then he laughed twice.
"The business of Baiqiong Tower is huge, and there are really no shortage of one or two people. But rules are rules. If the rules I set are really broken by that kid, then this Baiqiong Tower will be different from other Baiqiong Towers. How should we manage it? Everyone thinks there is no need to follow the rules and wants to get away, so business is no longer business."
Yun Zhong closed his eyes in confusion, but then opened them again and looked around, but he felt familiar.
I remember that when the old man from the top of Hongqiao came, he was in the same situation. The surroundings were covered by thick fog, rolling away from the left and right in front of him, and then back again. For a moment, he felt that he was not standing on the sky and the earth, and it was difficult to restrain himself while riding the wind. Although it was difficult to tell whether it was the virtual state when the soul was about to dissipate, or the mysterious and mysterious false state, the young man always sighed, and finally put aside the pain of bone picking all over his body, and rarely let out a deep breath.
Now I know that when the yellow dragon is around me, I don't have to worry about advancement or retreat, and I always have confidence in my heart. But now that the yellow dragon has not come out, I really don't know what I can use to compete with others. Ordinary people, with ordinary swords, how can they compete with practitioners? Even if they use their lives to offset each other, they will have little effect in the end. Losing their lives in vain is a common sense that is uncomfortable to hear in the world, but everyone knows it well. It would be difficult for anyone to imagine the situation now if they have never been in such a situation.
Thinking of this, Yun Zhong shrugged helplessly and muttered to himself, "At first, I really thought it was because I was getting more courageous. No matter who I met in Xuanhua City, I felt that I could at least protect myself. Now it seems I still took advantage of Huanglong, but now I have suffered a lot and have to admit it."
The clouds and fog gradually became thinner, and it was rare that Yun Zhong's pain all over his body disappeared. He swayed down from the clouds. The strong wind surged around him, and his clothes were fluttering. After a while, he slowly fell into the mountain. He watched with interest. The surroundings didn't look like those who were about to die.
There was a young man outside the city.
Pushing away the man in front of the fist that was worn to the point of visible bones, the strong figure slowly fell down, not forgetting to spit on the rough man and laughing loudly, completely ignoring the serious injuries all over his body.
After all, Wei Huzhou relied on one person to punch the man's chest until it collapsed. The last punch hit the man's face impartially. His right fist was covered with calluses and almost sunk into the man's face, but the man's hand was still there. The long knife he held was still firmly in his hand even when he was about to fall.
There was silence all around.
No one could count how many times Wei Huzhou had been stabbed all over his body, and there were many scars from those warriors who were waiting for the opportunity to make a sneak attack. But the boy from Bafang Street just resisted all the injuries and punched him one after another. The fist was like hammering iron and gold, beating the rude man who looked taller than two or three heads to death, and there was no movement anymore.
The young man whose face was covered with blood, glanced at the city intentionally or unintentionally, grinned, showing his teeth as if painted with red, and laughed loudly in a show of force.
Before entering the arena to show off his power, he only relied on his fists to surrender to the enemies.
It is a great joy to be born.
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