About twenty minutes ago.
"No time."
The Sangli man was a little embarrassed and refused the invitation of the lady next door to drink tea.
Although he really wanted to fall in love, no matter how beautiful and touching the lady next door was, she was not his type.
The handsome young man in a white gown was not angry. He bowed and saluted everyone, and then looked at him thoughtfully. The Sangli people closed the door of the box, and then he walked back to box No. 6 leisurely and pushed. Enter through the door.
There were three people in the box behind the door.
A lady leisurely eating grapes.
The maid standing beside her to serve.
There is also a middle-aged man sitting in the corner.
The middle-aged man is tall and tall, sitting like a javelin, with his back straight and his hands on his knees, silent and motionless, like a stone statue.
The middle-aged man also has a strange appearance. His face is covered with fine scars. His whole face is like a bowl that was once broken and then put back together with plaster. It looks like that. Weird and scary.
When the handsome young man in a long gown pushed in the door, the middle-aged man was still sitting in the corner like a stone statue, without opening his eyes.
The noble lady eating grapes chuckled and said:
"What, you were rejected?"
The young man in long gown nodded.
The charming lady suddenly showed a sad expression. While eating grapes, she sighed pitifully to the maid next to her:
"Xiaolan, am I really old? No man likes me anymore."
"Madam, how can you be so old? It's the time when the flowers are at their peak. The boy just now wasn't tempted. It's just that the madam hasn't used real methods on him yet!"
The pretty maid named Xiaolan comforted her with a smile:
"The disciple named Liu from Yuelan Academy is so fascinated by you, madam, that he goes crazy!"
At this time, the young man in long gown said respectfully:
"The disciples from Yuelan Academy entered the next room and seemed to be discussing something with the original two people."
The lady nodded, indicating that she understood.
That was the real reason she asked the young man to knock on the door.
"Madam, who were those two people just now? They don't look like disciples of the academy."
The pretty maid asked curiously.
"They are from the view."
"The one on Turtle Mountain?"
"good."
The noble lady nodded indifferently, but her tone was extremely sure, and then she smiled again, full of charm.
"Two little Taoist priests came to the show in disguise, but they have the same virtues as their ancestor."
"And one of them actually practices the Nine Turns Pure Yang Kung Fu! If it weren't for this Kung Fu, which is innately connected to our Kung Fu, I might not have been able to identify their identities just now."
"...It has been many years since anyone has been able to practice the Nine Turns of Pure Yang Kung. Could it be that another Lu Duanyang is going to appear in the Taoist sect?"
A strange color flashed in the lady's eyes. I don't know what she was thinking at this time. Her already extremely beautiful face had a more gorgeous and charming look, like delicate petals.
From between her bright red lips, she spat out a piece of perfectly complete grape skin and said thoughtfully:
"Actually, the one who practices Nine Turns Pure Yang Kung doesn't look very good at first glance, but if you look closely, it's much more attractive than Jun's one... Xiaolan, you have to learn from now on, look at men, you can't Just look at the face."
The maid Xiaolan, who was pretty and a little green, giggled and said:
"Madam, if you don't look at the face, what should you look at in a man?"
As Xiaolan's eyes flashed, she saw that the young girl who had just looked at her was suddenly a little more charming.
"When you truly master the art of being a girl, you will know how to look at men."
The noble lady stretched her body, her exquisite curves were so beautiful.
"I originally wanted to see a good show, but now I can't watch it."
The lady said with regret.
She had just finished speaking, and at the same time, a spark flew out of the box next door, landed on the curtain of the stage, and turned into a ball of fire.
"It's boring. These disciples of the Seven Immortals Alliance act so hypocritically."
The lady stood up, and the charming smile on her face disappeared instantly.
"Zi Puppet, go and kill those academy disciples later. The guys from the academy were the ones who were most anxious to chase us back then. As for the two boys from the Taoist sect, let's keep them alive. Lu Duanyang was kind to us back then. If you show mercy, we must also remember others’ kindness.”
The middle-aged man sitting in the corner suddenly opened his eyes.
It was a pair of eyes that glowed green. Their eyes were cold, but not empty. They had the same emotions as ordinary people.
"As commanded."
A dry and hoarse voice came from the mouth of the burly middle-aged man.
"Okay, let's go. If we run out too late, others will be suspicious."
The noble lady smiled slightly and walked towards the door of the box. The moment she stepped out of the door, the expression on her face instantly changed to panic, no different from the audience members who ran out of other boxes.
In the box, only the middle-aged burly man who was called a corpse puppet by the lady was left.
The corpse puppet walked slowly to the terrace. His movements were slightly stiff, and his joints made slight abnormal sounds when he walked.
Standing on the terrace, Corpse Puppet didn't look at the panicked audience below. He just stared at the stage opposite. The green light in his eyes kept flashing, as if he could see what was happening backstage through the stage. generally.
Then he waited, not much emotion passing through the green-eyed boy.
Ten minutes later, the corpse puppet slowly raised his hand. His palm was also covered with scars.
His entire body originally looked like it was pieced together from countless fragments.
The hands clenched into fists, and then the corpse puppet slightly bent its knees, as if ready to jump out from the terrace.
At this moment, the door of the box behind him was pushed open.
Shu Guan walked in from outside the door.
Then he naturally saw the weird-looking middle-aged man standing on the terrace.
...Is this midnight singing...
A ghostly man in a theater late at night.
An inexplicable thought flashed through Shu Guan's mind.
Sure enough, there was someone else in this room, and it was obvious at first glance that they were not ordinary people.
And what does this ghostly man want to do if he stays in the box at this time?
"Who are you?"
Shu Guan asked warily.
The corpse puppet turned around, with a half-smiling expression on his face covered with suture scars.
The next moment, the corpse puppet kicked its legs violently, and the floor of the terrace under its feet shattered. The corpse puppet's body appeared in front of Shu Guan like lightning, and then opened its huge palms, which were also full of scars, towards Shu Guan. He grabbed it from Guan's neck.
Because his master had just ordered to kill the disciples of the academy, but these two people from the Taoist sect could spare a small life.
So he used his palms instead of his fists.
If Shu Guan was prepared for this strange man's sudden attack, the answer is yes.
Such a weird man stood in a burning theater but did not hide or jump. As long as he was not a fool, he would definitely be wary when he saw him.
So although the strange man's speed was beyond his imagination, Shu Guan still responded in time.
On one side of his body, he clenched his fist and punched the strange man in the lower abdomen.
Although he is now a practitioner in the Qi-entraining stage, he has only learned three Taoist techniques so far. The wall-penetrating technique and the facial-stopping technique are naturally useless at this moment. As for Qingping Yu, who does not know the power of Swordsmanship has no chance to be used at this time.
So what Shu Guan is using now are the moves he learned from fighting Wang Dahu when he was a child.
Suddenly, Shu Guan's fist hit the strange man's abdomen hard.
The strange man's body swayed slightly. There was a rather surprised look in the flashing green eyes.
Shu Guan was also stunned, because he knew how powerful he was now. Even if a four hundred kilogram wild boar stood in front of him, he would probably be able to punch it to death.
[To be honest, I have been reading books recently to catch up on updates. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. It can be used on both Android and Apple. 】
However, this full-strength punch could only make the body of the strange man in front of him sway slightly?
At the moment when Shu Guan was stunned, the strange man's hand came down again, grabbed Shu Guan's arm, and then swung it backwards.
Shu Guan's body flew out like a kite with a broken string, flew over the hall, crashed through the wall of the stage, and crashed into the backstage.
