The ancient sage's super dantian shattered and his cultivation was gone, but his strength still remained. He struggled to stand up, staggered to Zhao Yinhu, pulled out the dagger suddenly, and stabbed him randomly for an unknown amount of time, until he was stabbed until his flesh and blood were blurred, and his original appearance could not be seen. .
"Father, mother, my child has avenged you. You know better, so you don't have to worry about me." Gu Shengchao threw away the dagger and knelt down there, crying bitterly. He couldn't help but mourn.
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It was late at night, and the candles in the hall were about to burn out, and the flickering candlelight made it even more desolate and deserted. Gu Shengchao calmed down and spat on Zhao Yinhu. Just as he was about to leave, a group of people broke in with noisy footsteps outside.
The current person is Wang Hao.
"Father, mother, tomorrow morning I will change the plaque on the door. From now on, this house will be ours." Wang Hao said. He looked up and saw Gu Shengchao standing in the hall. He was stunned and said, "What are you doing?" Still here?"
Gu Shengchao smiled miserably: "It's okay, I'll leave now." He was determined to take revenge, but now that he has lost all his cultivation, he was already disheartened. This house was originally his ancestral property, and he had no intention of thinking about it at the moment. , I just want to find a quiet place where no one is, and I will have no worries from now on.
"Wait." Someone called him.
Gu Shengchao turned around and saw an old woman, probably Wang Hao's mother. The old woman's face was kind: "My child, don't you know your aunt?"
"Aunt?" Gu Shengchao has been wandering around the world since he was a child and has no relatives for a long time. He looked at the old woman in confusion.
The elder next to him glared at the old woman with disgust and said perfunctorily: "I am your uncle. We met when you were very young. Your aunt took care of you, but you were so young that you must have forgotten it. This is your brother, called Ancient Holy Dragon."
Gu Shengchao glanced at Wang Hao: "Isn't his name Wang Hao? Why is his surname Gu again?"
The elder smiled nonchalantly and said: "He is just like you. He changed his surname and sneaked here just to find an opportunity to kill the Zhao thief and bring shame to our Gu family. I never expected you to be eager for revenge. Although you are a little reckless, you can still be considered filial. , It has not insulted the family tradition of our Gu family."
Gu Shengchao knew very well that this family was clearly here to seize the family property, so he cupped his hands and said, "Farewell!" He didn't want to stay in this sad place for a moment longer.
The elder winked at the ancient holy dragon: "Holy dragon, it's not easy for your brother to come here. You should take him to worship his parents first, and we will discuss the remaining matters tomorrow." The old woman wanted to say, He was pushed back by the elder's fierce gaze.
Gu Shenglong understood, "Don't worry, dad, I'll take care of it now." He waved his hand, signaling Gu Shengchao to follow him.
The crescent moon is like a hook, and the gauze-like dark clouds are half-covered. The cemetery looks even more eerie and lonely in the night.
Ancient Holy Dragon held up a torch and walked in front. He pointed to the tombstone on the side and said, "This is it."
Ancient Sage Chao's heart surged. He knelt down respectfully and his tears could not stop flowing. He touched the tombstone with both hands and burst into tears: "Father, mother, my child is unfilial and I have come to see you." Wherever his hands touched, he suddenly felt surprised. The ancient characters have few gestures and can be distinguished even with eyes closed, but the gestures on the tombstones are complicated and somewhat different. He wiped away his tears and looked at it carefully under the light of the torch. It was clearly the word Ji.
There is a strong wind blowing by my ears, oh no! Gu Shengchao suddenly felt that something was wrong. He had been traveling in the world since he was a child, and he had long seen the intrigues involved. Unfortunately, because of his lack of cultivation, his movements were naturally slow. Even though he was prepared, he still received a solid blow to the back of his head.
"Bang!"
The ancient sage fell down in response and passed out.
The ancient holy dragon threw away the stone in his hand and said sarcastically: "How childish. After Zhao Lao Zhao killed your parents, he abandoned their bones in the wilderness and fed them to the dogs. How could there be a tomb? That's fine, I I'll send you on the road together." He drew out his sword and was about to stab the ancient sage Chao in the heart.
It was a cold night, the wind was blowing, and the howling of wolves could be heard faintly in the distance. Deep in the cemetery, two figures suddenly jumped out, one black and one white. They jumped straight up and landed silently. They were clearly the legendary black and white impermanence.
"Ghost!" Gu Shenglong was frightened, and the torch fell to the ground. He did not dare to pick it up for fear of wasting time, so he rolled and crawled away from here.
Black and White Wuchang jumped to the torch, saw Gu Shengchao lying down, turned him over, and searched his body.
"A poor ghost." Hei Wuchang whispered.
Bai Wuchang snorted coldly, "There is no oil or water in a land with poor mountains and rivers. I thought that there would be many treasures in the big tomb just now, but instead it was buried with a bunch of scraps of copper and iron. Our efforts over the past few days have been in vain."
"Forget it, at least the ornaments on the owner of the tomb are made of pure gold, so this trip is not in vain." Hei Wu often illuminated Gu Shengchao with a torch, and said "Hey": "Look at this person, he looks like he has been raped by someone." The effort was wasted and there is a new wound on the back of the head, probably caused by the person who escaped just now."
Bai Wuchang took the torch and threw it aside, "You and I, two brothers, make a living by robbing tombs. It's better to keep our grudges under control. Let's go!"
Hei Wuchang nodded, and the two of them took off their outer coverings and wrapped them up. They both dressed in black and left together.
After a long time, Gu Shengchao seemed to have walked in the void. He was very tired but didn't know where he went. He felt a dampness on his face in a daze, and a gray-black head appeared in front of him as he opened his eyes slightly.
Wolf!
Gu Shengchao suddenly woke up and dodged backwards. The wolf opened its sharp mouth and bit his throat. The ancient sage's super energy collapsed but his kung fu was still there. He held the wolf's jaw with both arms and kicked the wolf away with his feet.
The wolf was in pain, and whined in the air, turning over and falling steadily, as if it was about to pounce. Gu Shengchao touched a few stones and swung them out with his arms, accurately focusing on the wolf's forehead. Although the stone was weak, the wolf was frightened and did not dare to move forward rashly. The wolf wandered back and forth, slowly retreating and disappearing into the night.
Gu Shengchao knew that the wolf was cunning by nature and would not give up easily. He found a few more stones and held them in his palm, leaning his back against a large tombstone to prevent the wolf from sneaking up from behind. He recalled the scene before he fell into coma. It was clear that the Ancient Holy Dragon had sneak-attacked him and was about to kill him, but why he let him go was at a loss. But the wound on the back of his head was real, which made him confused.
In the faint moonlight, the wolf seemed to be really far away. The ancient sage was puzzled and looked around uneasily, only to see two figures jumping out of the distance and running towards this side.
The two figures moved very fast and arrived at the cemetery in a blink of an eye. A flash of silver light flashed, and the man in front of him twisted his body in mid-air. The silver light passed by the man, and with a "dang" sound, it was nailed to the tombstone where Gu Shengchao was leaning, only an inch away from his shoulder.
The ancient sage watched intently, and saw a shining diamond-shaped dart stuck on it. He held the dart and shook it hard a few times before pulling it out.
The man in front was a little slow, but the man behind him had already stopped in front of him.
"My dear lady, please don't leave. It will ruin my good life, Fan Datou. I'm afraid it's inappropriate to leave without saying goodbye!" The man behind called himself Fan Datou, and his words were very frivolous.
The woman in front said angrily: "You are so outrageous. I should have killed you just now. It's my fault that I allowed you to escape death because of your kind thoughts." After saying this, she waved her wrist and threw out a silver whip that was about 10 feet long. The tip of the whip was straight. Ben Fan faces the door.
"Hey, little lady, don't be angry." Fan Datou dodged and got close to the woman with his bare hands.
The silver whip in the woman's palm was like a long snake. As her wrist shook, Fan Datou was trapped in it. However, Fan Datou moved very fast. Every time he looked like he was about to be entangled, he could always escape at the last moment. The silver whip collided and made a crisp "crackling" sound.
Fan Datou couldn't help but feel proud that he was able to swim with ease under the woman's silver whip. He advised: "Young lady, you should obey me. Although I am a romantic man, I also know how to be compassionate and cherish the jade, and will not embarrass the young lady."
"You flower picker, you have such wishful thinking." The woman urged the silver whip in her palm to fly up and down. Even though she couldn't win and protect herself, it was fine.
Fan Datou wanted to capture the woman alive. He rushed in several times but failed, and he couldn't help but feel a little impatient. The woman swung her whip in a sweeping sweep, and Fan Datou jumped up, pointed his toes on the tip of the whip, and jumped into the air towards the woman. The woman was still frightened, so she raised the silver whip. The silver whip was filled with true energy. The soft whip stood straight and suddenly turned into a five-foot-long silver spear to protect her in front of her. Fan Datou couldn't take advantage of the force in the air, and opened his whole chest to face the silver spear.
In the crisis, Fan Datou waved his hands continuously, and darts shot out one after another. The woman did not dare to be careless, and waved her silver spear to push away the darts one by one. Fan Datou turned over in the air, jumped over the woman's head, and grabbed her head. The woman lowered her head, and the bun tied behind her head was loosened and fell down.
Fan Datou was secretly proud of his success. Just as he was about to land, he suddenly felt a strong wind coming from behind him. He rolled on the spot, and a dart flew past his scalp, causing him to break into a cold sweat. It turned out that the woman did not completely deflect the dart he fired, but attached to the barrel of the silver gun and swung it out when he landed, almost killing him.
The woman made a strong effort, and the silver gun danced like a spear and pierced it. Fan Datou stood up in embarrassment. The spear points were all dotted in front of his eyes. He couldn't tell the difference between reality and reality, so he had to retreat continuously and accidentally stepped on the torch that Bai Wuchang threw to the ground. The torch had long been extinguished, leaving only a withered part.
Fan Datou slipped and almost fell. In an instant, the woman's silver spear was stabbed at her. Fan Datou was unable to dodge, and the tip of the spear pierced his chest. Fan Datou cried out "Oh!" and fell down, motionless and lifeless.
The woman couldn't help but panic after hurting someone. The Qi in the silver gun was immediately soft and soft as before. She put away the soft whip and went to check Fan Datou's injury.
"Hey, are you dead?" The woman kicked Fan Da's head, but he didn't move. The woman was unsure about stretching her left foot and tried again. Fan Datou suddenly grabbed her foot bones.
The woman was shocked. She spun in the air and kicked Fan Datou in the temple with her right foot. This attack involves defense. If the opponent blocks it, the woman's left foot can be freed from being caught. If the opponent does not defend, her life is at risk, but the woman is still the winner in the end.
Fan Datou chose the third method. He did not defend, but just grabbed the woman's left foot and twisted it in reverse.
There was a "click" and the woman's ankle bones were broken. The pain was so unbearable that she could not care about anything else. The woman fell from the air and fell to the side, moaning continuously.
"Don't blame me for being cruel. You want to put me to death, so I have to guard against it." Fan Datou was seriously injured. His tone still seemed frivolous, but in fact he lowered his voice and did not dare to use force. Every time he said a word, the wound would be violently affected and the pain would be severe. pain.
"I'm going to kill you." The woman was furious, but the broken bones were so painful that she tried to raise her Qi several times but gave up halfway.
Fan Datou sighed and said helplessly: "That little brother leaning on the tombstone, you can come out now."
