On the official road from Luoyang to Xin'an, there was a carriage parked. This carriage did not have a carriage, it was just a cart for pulling goods, so there was no one on the cart.
There was no one on the cart because everyone was standing on the ground.
Six people surrounded an old man, and one of them, a young man with a stern face, pressed his sword against the old man's vest, as if the old man was much more dangerous than them.
This scene is really weird, but if others knew who this old man was, they wouldn't find it weird.
Bing Huatuo said indifferently: "With the four beauties of Qingcheng, the rich daughter of the Tang Dynasty, and the descendant of Xiao Li Feidao, it is impossible for me to escape safely."
Zhao Qingming sneered: "It's indeed impossible."
Bing Huatuo suddenly smiled and laughed: "Then why don't I sit down comfortably? You won't kill me right away anyway."
After saying that, he actually turned around and sat down on the cart, which looked really comfortable.
Nie Qingyun's sword was pressed against Bing Huatuo's heart like a shadow, and the hand holding the sword didn't even tremble.
Bing Huatuo didn't even look at the sword against his heart. He stared at Xiao Ding and asked, "Do you have any questions to ask me?"
Xiao Ding also stared at him and said, "You already know what questions I want to ask you."
Bing Huatuo moved his gaze to the distance and said sadly: "Even if I know it, I can't tell it, because I also have family members, and I will be afraid, because their power is too terrifying!"
Tang Qingqing said: "Maybe after you tell us, we might be able to help you."
Bing Hua Tuo laughed and said: "Hahaha, help me? You are all a mud bodhisattva and you can't protect yourself when crossing the river. All of you together are no match for him."
As he spoke, there was a deep fear in his eyes, and he murmured to himself: "I have never seen such a terrifying person. He is simply not human. It is impossible for a human to have such high martial arts."
Xiao Ding thought for a moment and said slowly: "Since you have a family, you must have retired from the world. Besides, you never show your true face when you walk around the world. How can that person find you? The person who can find you must be someone I am a very good friend of yours, right?"
"Friend! Huh, what a bullshit friend." Bing Huatuo said with a look of disgust on his face, "Since he brought that man to find me, we are no longer friends. I can't wait to eat his flesh, drink his blood, and gouge him out." Taking advantage of his heart and drinking wine. I can’t wait to poke my eyes out, how could I make such a friend.”
Tang Qingqing said loudly: "Then you should tell his name. If we find him, won't your family be safe?"
Bing Huatuo smiled miserably and said: "You won't understand. As long as I tell any news, my family will never survive. They are too powerful and will never let anyone betray them."
Zhao Qingming sneered: "If you don't tell us, do you think we will let you go?"
The long sword in Nie Qingyun's hand was moved forward, and the tip of the sword had already touched the flesh of Bing Hua Tuo's chest, and blood flowed out along the tip of the sword.
Bing Hua Tuo didn't even blink, he laughed wildly and said: "You don't have to wait to take action, I made my own decision."
Before he finished speaking, his palms struck his left and right temples like lightning. These temples are the fatal points of the human body, and a strong blow will definitely lead to death.
No one expected that he would suddenly commit suicide, and it was too late to stop him. Bing Huatuo's palms had already hit his temples firmly.
The strange thing is that there was no scene of brains bursting and blood spurting out as imagined. On the contrary, Bing Hua Tuo suddenly became red-faced and his body swelled.
"Be careful! Get back quickly." Xiao Ding shouted loudly, and at the same time he rushed towards Tang Qingqing like lightning and hugged her. He touched the ground with his feet and flew three feet away.
Bing Hua Tuo roared like a lion, punched the cart, and the wooden planks flew everywhere with a "coaxing" sound. The shaft of the cart was broken. The black horse was frightened and fled with the reins in his mournful neigh.
When the four showmen in Qingcheng heard Xiao Ding's stern shouting, they all knew something was wrong and retreated violently.
The long sword in Nie Qingyun's palm suddenly thrust out, as if it was stabbed on a blunt wood. Bing Hua Tuo's flesh and blood body was as hard as iron at this moment. Seeing that the situation was not good, he took advantage of it and flew backwards.
The wooden block flew out like an arrow from a string, shooting towards the four people.
The four talented people in Qingcheng were in mid-air. Although they were frightened, they all drew their swords and cut off the incoming wooden blocks and knocked them away.
As soon as the four people landed on the ground, they slammed their feet on the ground and rushed out like lightning, stabbing Bing Huatuo in four directions with four swords.
The Four Shows of Qingcheng are indeed the most famous young talents in the world. Not only are the four of them superb in swordsmanship, but their coordination with each other is also flawless.
The four swords blocked Bing Hua Tuo's entire body's escape routes, and the sword points pointed directly at all the vital points. An ordinary person would not be able to escape the fate of being stabbed by the sword.
It's a pity that what they met was not an ordinary person. To be precise, the person standing in front of them now was no longer an individual.
Bing Huatuo was like a beast at this moment, a ferocious beast.
I saw that his beard and eyebrows were spread out, his eyes were blood red, and his body was swollen with blood spurting out, like a giant beast from the wild. He actually ignored the long sword stabbed by Qingcheng Sixiu and swung his fist as big as a bowl to hit the four of them.
The four of them found that the tip of the sword was piercing Bing Hua Tuo's body. They felt defeated and could not move any further. Bing Hua Tuo's fist had already hit their faces. In desperation, they had to wave their swords to block it. "Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding." Ding, ding." After a sound, the four swords
All of them broke and fell to the ground. The four of them felt that the tiger's mouth was bursting open. Even the hilt of the sword could no longer be held tightly and fell to the ground.
All this happened just at the moment when Xiao Ding helped Tang Qingqing to stand firm. Seeing that the four shows in Qingcheng were in danger, he reached out and took out an object from Tang Qingqing's arms. It flew over, passed over the head, and landed behind Bing Huatuo.
Bing Huatuo suddenly turned around, roared, opened his arms and pounced on Xiao Ding. He was about to pounce, but his eyes blurred and he had lost sight of Xiao Ding. Bing Huatuo turned around quickly and found that Xiao Ding was standing beside him again. behind.
Amid the roar, Bing Hua Tuo was like a fierce tiger, constantly thrashing and jumping, while Xiao Ding was like an agile macaque, dodging as fast as a ghost.
Binghua Tuo couldn't attack for a long time, and he was so angry that he kept beating his chest and roared to the sky.
And this is the moment Xiao Ding has been waiting for.
He suddenly flew up, with his head and feet passing over Bing Hua Tuo's head. His right hand threw a handful of pills into Bing Hua Tuo's mouth like lightning. He also followed the trend and jumped behind Bing Hua Tuo, reaching out to grab it. His hair was pulled down hard, and Bing Hua Tuo was pulled up with his chin, and he swallowed all the pills in his mouth in one gulp.
After Bing Hua Tuo's body increased dramatically, his movements were no longer as flexible as before. Although he was fierce and invincible, he could not touch a corner of Xiao Ding's clothes.
After touching about half a cup of tea, Bing Hua Tuo's movements gradually slowed down, and finally he stood motionless on the ground.
At this time, his eyes were no longer full of blood red, and his whole body suddenly felt like a deflated rubber ball, and the gushing blood veins and muscles slowly disappeared.
When he was almost back to normal, his legs were no longer stable and he fell to the ground with a pop.
When Xiao Ding walked up to him, he didn't even look up and murmured, "What did you give me to eat? Is it Biyu Qingxin Pill?"
Xiao Ding sighed: "Yes, it's Biyu Qingxin Pills. I didn't expect that you actually went crazy in order to practice the soul-transferring method. You took a large amount of Biyu Qingxin Pills and was forced to wake up when you were practicing the technique. Maybe you will be unable to practice soul-transferring in the future." The magic of soul."
Bing Huatuo finally raised his eyes to look at Xiao Ding, his eyes were empty, showing neither hatred nor anger.
Xiao Ding looked at him and smiled slightly, turned around slowly, smiled at Tang Qingqing and Qingcheng Sixiu and said, "Let's go, we have to continue on our way."
Bing Huatuo hissed: "Why don't you kill me?"
Xiao Ding stopped and did not look back. He looked at the pale sky in the distance and solemnly said: "Everyone has the right to live. I am not a god, how can I control the life and death of others?"
Bing Huatuo stared at his back. Against the background of the distant mountains, Xiao Ding's back suddenly became tall and majestic.
"You have nothing to ask?" Bing Huatuo said in a deep voice.
Xiao Ding laughed loudly and said: "Everyone has the right to defend their dignity. Since you are ready to die for your family, what else do I have to ask?"
Amid laughter, he led everyone away.
Yes, there are many things in the world that we don’t ask when we should ask, and we don’t say when we should say them.
Maybe now that Xiao Ding asks the question he wants to ask again, Bing Huatuo may tell everything he knows, because now his defense line has been broken and there is nothing left to hold on to.
But Xiao Ding didn't ask anything, not because he didn't want to ask, but because he firmly believed that everyone needs dignity. When a person loses his dignity, sometimes he may not even be able to survive.
He also believed that when it was time to speak, Bing Hua Tuo would naturally speak out.
Bing Huatuo looked at their retreating figures, and two lines of clear tears flowed from his eyes.
