"Murong Lei, seventh-level, my second uncle's eldest son, is three years older than me. Although he is the eldest grandson of my grandfather, he is not the eldest grandson. We have never dealt with him. His swordsmanship is called Chun Lei, which is indeed extraordinary. , I can’t beat him.
Yuan Yourong of the Yuan family, the head of the family should have met her before. She is the little girl who looks very naughty but is actually very naughty. She is the seventh grade and a member of the Qiugong Pavilion. She is most likely to enter the seventh grade before she is twenty years old. Pin, then he will be the number one genius in the entire Fufeng Mansion.
Chen Guiyan, the eldest granddaughter of Chen's family, is in the seventh level. She is good at marksmanship. The name of her gun is Baoyu, which means extremely fast, like rapid rain falling. The important thing is that her fierceness is quite spectacular, but she can move accordingly, making her opponent easily distracted.
Song Dongxi, the eldest son of the Song family, studied under Shenqianshan Villa. He was regarded as the younger brother of Chief Catcher Xue Huaiwei. He had superb marksmanship, but this boy had low emotional intelligence, bad mouth, and was disliked by others.
These four people are considered the most powerful people. Although there are other seventh-level masters, their mental skills and skills are only average. I think we can deal with them at a higher level. "
The water flow was fast, and there was a layer of dead leaves floating on the surface of the river, whirling and swirling, flowing into the distance.
A group of people from Xinzhuo crossed the river on cobblestones with their shoes and trouser legs rolled up.
This river is located six miles southwest of Qiugong Pavilion and leads to an unknown place. The creek where the woman Xin Zhuo met in the dense forest was bathing can be regarded as its tributary.
Listening to Murong Xiu's subjective but truthful introduction, Xin Zhuo felt that it was not without benefits to accept a young man as a subordinate. At least he could know the depth of the other person.
"Where is your grandfather?" Cui Ying'er asked. Although it was difficult to defeat these people, at least the strongest person had to ask clearly.
Murong Xiu smiled awkwardly: "My grandfather studied at the Taiping Palace, which was founded by Mr. Zhuge, the military strategist who followed Emperor Taizu to conquer the world.
Taizu ascended the throne as a warrior, and the martial arts in the world was extremely strong. In addition, the countries in the southeast and northwest were arrogant and rude, and their force was also very strong. The Taiping Palace invited the world's masters to come to the capital to teach martial arts to the boys with innocent family backgrounds and loyalty to the royal family. This was to prevent Xia uses force to disrupt the ban! Therefore, Taiping Palace’s Kung Fu books are very complex and overbearing.
Although my grandfather was the lowest-ranking student back then, his swordsmanship was terrifying and he reached the sixth level. This..."
The implication is, don't even think about starting a fight with Mr. Murong, you can't beat him.
Xin Zhuo was not prepared to fight Mr. Murong and asked, "By the way, do you know why Su Miaojin didn't learn martial arts?"
After spending a few nights with Su Miaojin, he felt that this girl was not without any bones. Judging from the sense of blood and energy, she was actually very pure, long, and had strong wrists.
In fact, even if she has no bones, she can still wield a knife and a gun, and learn how to defend herself. Women in this world do not have the bad habits of the previous life, and they are very feminine. With Su Miaojin's family background, it is impossible for her to be so weak.
"I heard..." Murong Xiu frowned and tossed aside his disturbing long hair, "This Su Miaojin is actually not the biological daughter of Magistrate Su. Her biological father is the man who held Tianguan in three thousand iron armors in southern Xinjiang. A macho man, today’s tit brother.
The background of Su Miaojin's birth mother is even more impressive, and Old Master Ji Yun of the Taiping Palace has to be called Little Senior Sister. Of course, these are all things I have heard about.
So I speculate that there is no reason why Su Miaojin doesn’t have martial arts skills. Maybe...she is just faking it? "
"Ha, I understand!" Bai Jianxiang laughed, "Miss Su looks honest and weak, but in fact she is sinister and vicious. She originally wanted to use her tricks to catch us all, but she was attracted by the beauty of the boss, so she pretended to be weak. Taking advantage of the boss, they slept together, and I peeked in."
"Ah this..."
Everyone couldn't help but turn around and look at the headmaster. He was really thin and tender, and he was so handsome. He had no blind spots at 360 degrees. Even a woman wouldn't be indifferent, right?
suck! It feels so reasonable.
"Bullshit!"
Xin Zhuo imagined getting along with Su Miaojin. There was indeed no martial arts at all. If a person could pretend to be so good, he would give her his life.
"Pullingleng..."
The setting sun had completely set, and the sky and earth were gray. Suddenly, wild birds fluttered in the dense forest not far behind.
Along the way, we didn't encounter any large beasts. There was only one explanation for the large number of nocturnal birds suddenly flying in the deep mountains and old forests. There were many people coming over.
Everyone was stunned for a moment.
Xin Zhuo waved: "Hurry up and enter the forest!"
Less than half an hour after a group of people disappeared, a group of people including Yuan Yourong, Chen Guiyan, Murong Lei and others arrived.
Knives and guns in hand, full of murderous intent.
Murong Lei glanced at the river water, then looked at the footprints on the ground. He squatted down and pinched the soil of the footprints, then looked to the west along the footprints.
These footprints were messy, as if they were heading west, but disappeared in the pile of pebbles not far away.
Straightening up, Murong Lei said: "It's hard to tell whether we crossed the river or went to the mountains to the west."
Song Dongxi had a long face: "I think we are crossing the river. The river is blocking us, and people feel at ease. This is human nature, although it cannot stop us."
Chen Guiyan said: "On the other side of the river is Qianchi Cliff. When I was young, I came here with my elders to collect medicine. Bandits live in the mountains. It is impossible to know that there is a dead end over there. They should be heading west."
Everyone automatically chose to believe Chen Guiyan and went straight to the west mountain.
Behind him, Song Dongxi's long face stretched even further.
Everyone ran wildly for five or six miles, but there was no trace of Xin Zhuo's people in the mountain forest. At this time, they reached the top of a mountain. The sky turned completely dark, and the surrounding forest was dark and quiet.
I lost track of him and it was night again, so it might be difficult to find someone.
Everyone's expressions were not very good.
Song Dongxi suddenly sneered: "Everyone is so smart, no wonder they are tricked by thieves. If I look at it, they just went to the other side of the river!"
"Song, please don't be so self-righteous, okay?" Yuan Yourong sneered, "Do you have any evidence to prove that they went to the other side, using the confidence you had when you proposed marriage to the second young lady of the Murong family last year and was rejected?"
"Yellow-haired girl, you can expose others but not their faults." Song Dongxi's face turned cold, he crossed his arms and ignored her. The matter of proposing to the second young lady of the Murong family was an eternal pain in his heart.
Chen Guiyan raised a finger, felt the wind direction, and said: "I heard that their village is short of supplies. I have been traveling all day today. I am afraid that I have to hunt and make a fire to eat. We are downwind. No matter if they raise open flames or smoke, , you should be able to feel it.
If everyone pays more attention, it will not be difficult to find their traces! "
As soon as he finished speaking, a pile of torches suddenly rose from the top of the mountain across the river, which was particularly bright in the dark forest.
There were seven or eight figures in the firelight, swaying unsteadily, not knowing what they were doing.
Besides Xin Zhuo and the others, who else could be there in this deep mountain and old forest?
Everyone couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, this appearance was too... sudden.
Song Dongxi looked at Chen Guiyan and Yuan Yourong, who had expressions as if they had eaten dead rats. There was a trace of uncontrollable pride on their long faces, "Is Song's judgment easy? I can't be as stupid as you."
"What's the point of being proud of something that's half right or wrong?" Yuan Yourong was also looking at the other side, as if he was trying to tell which one was Xin Zhuo.
"Brother sister, please don't leave. I can sing a song to keep you here. The song contains my true love for you, and the song contains your tenderness..."
At this moment, a rough, lame, weird singing voice came from the hilltop opposite.
The people of the four major families couldn't help but be stunned again. Are these thieves provoking? So brave.
