Under the sword tomb.
The women who heard the noise stopped what they were doing and turned their heads to look outside.
Lu Yao, who was playing with the divine eagle under the persimmon tree, glanced at Dong Zhang who was still leisurely on the roof, and then continued to play with the divine eagle.
The little dragon girl and Lu Qing also looked up at Dong Zhang. Seeing that he still looked lazy, they continued what they were doing. Li Mochou was the only one in the audience who was watching the figure who was running towards him warily. , feeling shocked and uncertain.
No wonder she was nervous, Li Mochou was alone in the world, with no backer behind her, and she had to face strong enemies all by herself, so it was reasonable for her to have a stress reaction.
He immediately wanted to take out the Buddha dust, but when he stretched out his hand, he found nothing. Only then did he realize that his weapon had been thrown off the cliff by Dong Zhang, and that all his abilities had been 'destroyed' by his own hands.
After a few breaths, a figure came to the wooden house with a "whoosh" sound. It was Hong Qigong, who was all patched up and had gray hair. The strong wind carried by his rapid running speed blew the candlelight on Xiao Longnu's table and swayed uncertainly. The orange-red light illuminated Xiao Longnu's pretty face.
"Junior sister?" Seeing the person coming, Li Mochou was so shocked that she left her seat slightly and looked at Xiao Longnu, who had a calm expression and was still threading her needle carefully.
With her eyesight, she could tell at a glance that this person was Hong Qigong, the nine-fingered divine beggar. Because his features were so obvious, and his empty index finger paired with his patched beggar uniform, it was hard not to think of him.
Xiao Longnu and Lu Qing both heard the nervousness in Li Mochou's words, but neither of them moved because Dong Zhang did not move.
They believe in this man. Before he speaks, everything is safe. This is the inherent idea in their hearts, that is, a sense of security.
I didn't see Lu Yao not caring at all, whether he should play or not, because she believed in her brothers and sisters.
As soon as Hong Qigong stood still, he first looked up at the man lying on the roof, and then glanced at the two unmoved girls under the pergola who were still putting on their shoes, and thought to himself: "These two girls So calm and calm”
The thought passed away in a flash, and then he got angry and said to the young man in the room: "Dongzhang, you are so arrogant when the old beggar comes to visit, are you too arrogant?"
Hearing this, Zhang Dong straightened up slowly and said with a smile: "Huh? You are an old man who is not a good person, but you have raked the wind and started doing the work where the bad guys are the first to complain. Who would entertain uninvited 'guests'?"
The smile on Hong Qigong's face froze. His joy at seeing Dongzhang was instantly diluted. He was so angry that his boss always came out to greet him wherever he went. With his status in the world, ordinary people wanted to invite him. Even if they can't be invited, it would be better for him to want to drive him away.
Immediately he said angrily: "You kid doesn't respect your teacher."
Dongzhang raised his head and looked at the sky: "Firstly, you are not my master, and secondly, you are not my elder. Which master do I respect?"
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This is the first time Hong Qigong has seen such a arrogant young man. You must know that in the Song Dynasty, the world was about treating others with courtesy, that is, paying great attention to etiquette. The younger generation is the younger generation. The elders have great rights. How can any younger generation dare to To talk back to your elders?
Today he saw it, and he didn't say anything to him at the moment. He glanced around and found a dull-looking young man walking out with a long sword. He took a second look outside, and then glanced at the man in apricot-yellow robes under the pergola. The beautiful woman's pupils shrank and shouted: "Are you Li Mochou?"
The latter stood up and bowed his hands in salute: "Junior Li Mochou, I have always heard that the former leader of the Beggar Clan, Hong Qigong, the Nine-fingered God Beggar, has world-class martial arts. I am lucky to meet him today."
"Humph, he is handsome, but he has a heart of snake and scorpion. Let me ask you, five Liubaobao disciples of Jiangxi branch of the Beggar Clan were killed in Tongyue Tower with one move of the Five Poison Divine Palm. Were you the murderer?" Hong Qigong He stared at the beautiful woman opposite him with piercing eyes, his expression getting colder and colder.
Li Mochou was stunned for a while after hearing this, and then laughed loudly: "Yes, I was the one who killed those five adulterous thieves. Is Gang Leader Hong here seeking revenge?"
Li Mochou confessed frankly. Although she was a villain, she would never deny the crimes she had committed. She was worse than some men who claimed to be heroes, who boasted that they could reach heaven and earth after drinking a little wine, and who were even better than the emperor. Be bold.
That day, Li Mochou was passing through western Sichuan and was resting in a tea shop. Unexpectedly, she was teased by several flirtatious Beggar Clan disciples. In a rage, she killed several of them and then left.
The Beggar Gang has been known as the largest gang in the world since its establishment. At its peak, the number of members exceeded one million. It is the largest gang with the largest population. The income threshold is also very low, even for low-income people.
We accept lazy people, poor people, gamblers, and people from all walks of life. The largest base is also the lowest level of the society. Most of them are uneducated and wander the streets all day long. It is conceivable that their quality is not much higher. .
In future generations, they are idle people in society. You can’t expect them to be all righteous people. They are mostly down-and-out people who hate the rich and have a twisted heart.
Seeing Li Mochou nodding her head and admitting without thinking, Hong Qigong glanced at her one more time, and then his aura increased steadily. He put his palms in his belly and said in a deep voice: "That's right, I'm going to die today. To avenge my brothers, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"
Li Mochou laughed loudly and spread out her hands: "A last wish? Ha, that's what you high-minded and righteous people only dream about. Am I, Li Mochou, worthy of me? Come on, I can die in Beibei, Hong Qigong. In my hands, I, Li Mochou, will live my life in vain."
As soon as these words came out, Xiao Longnu made a movement in her hands, put down her needle and thread, and looked at Hong Qigong opposite for the first time, her half-lidded eyes gradually became cold.
Lu Qing and Lu Yao's divine eagle under the persimmon tree also stopped what they were doing, and followed Xiao Longnu's eyes as they stared at Hong Qigong indifferently.
The latter yelled: "You are a very open-minded devil, so just accept your fate."
After saying that, he rushed forward quickly, stepped hard on the ground with both feet, jumped up high, and used a tiger pounce to catch Li Mochou, who was waiting for death with his eyes closed.
Before anyone arrived, the sharp wind from his palm had already blown away the chopsticks on the table, and the teacups fell to the ground. It was no surprise that if his iron palm had struck hard, Li Mochou would have been killed on the spot.
Li Mochou felt the suffocating palm wind blowing towards her face, but her heart felt as calm as dead water. Am I going to die?
But after waiting for a while, the iron palm that was supposed to arrive did not arrive as expected. Curious, she opened her eyes slightly and saw Hong Qigong's body frozen in mid-air. At this time, his right palm was less than three feet away from her face. , you can still smell the breath of death on his body.
After taking a quick look, I realized that Hong Qigong's right foot was tightly wrapped in a piece of white silk, holding him in mid-air.
But it was Xiao Longnu who took action, shaking out the golden bell rope with great speed.
"snort!"
A cold snort sounded in Hong Qigong's nose, but when he saw his body twisting and his right leg shaking in mid-air, he saw the white silk gradually loosen, and finally he shrank his right foot and got away.
Turn your body upside down, with your left foot on the ground as your axis, and use your right palm to slash downwards and upwards at Li Mochou, who is standing still.
The dragon girl was not in a hurry, flicking the white silk with her wrist, and the little golden ball at the tip made a jingling sound. The little golden ball instantly reversed its direction and hit Hong Qigong's armpit acupoints directly.
"Um?"
From the corner of his eye, he saw the small golden ball hitting his various acupoints very quickly and accurately. Hong Qigong immediately closed his palm and swatted away the sudden golden ball. At this time, he landed on his right foot and let out a light sigh, ignoring Xiaolong. female.
Then he hit Li Mochou with both palms.
"Swish swish swish!"
Xiao Longnu was not to be outdone. She held the white silk with her left and right hands, and the shadows of her hands were flying. As her wrists shook, the little golden ball at the tip seemed to be given life, and it flexibly moved towards Hong Qigong's body point by point.
As soon as they met, Hong Qigong knew that this girl's strength should not be underestimated. He immediately used Xiaoyaoyou's movement to dodge left and right to avoid the little golden ball. As a result, he could not get into Li Mochou's body for the time being.
I thought to myself: If the old beggar doesn't show his true skills, he will let this little kid see it all.
Now he stood with his palms crossed in front of him, and when the small golden ball came quickly, his right palm quickly reached out and accurately caught the golden ball.
Feeling the deep inner strength conveyed by Bai Silu, Xiao Longnu's cold expression suddenly changed, knowing that the depth of this old man's inner strength far exceeded her own.
"Little baby, why are you stopping me?!" Holding the golden ball in one hand, Hong Qigong asked the incredibly beautiful woman in front of him.
Xiao Longnu didn't know Hong Qigong, so naturally she wouldn't talk to him. She listened in one ear and out the other, with a cold face and a silent expression, as if she had some deep grudge against him.
"Hey, you're such a cold girl, watch your move!" Hong Qigong was not angry when he saw this. Knowing that this girl was very skilled, he immediately pulled back the golden bell rope.
Xiao Longnu couldn't hold on, so she simply flew forward along the white silk, holding the white silk with one hand, and using the old naughty boy's famous stunt, Kong Ming Fist, with the other.
But one of them was in the air and the other was standing on the ground. Each of them was holding an end of white silk. As soon as they met, they started fighting extremely fiercely.
Xiao Longnu relied on the traction on the white silk to keep flying in the air. She kept turning her body upside down with her legs outstretched, and struck Hong Qigong with fists that were strong and weak, making her look like a dancing fairy. .
Hong Qigong became more and more shocked the more he beat him. This little kid looked to be no more than sixteen or seventeen years old. He didn't know who he learned his pure internal strength from, and his boxing moves were both illusory and real. He was so fierce that he could subdue a dragon. Once the eighteen palms were struck, it was like hitting cotton, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
In fact, Xiao Longnu is already twenty-one this year, but because the ancient tomb sect's kung fu is quite effective in keeping her appearance, and this little girl is used to being stoic, she looks younger than her actual age. Five or six years old.
It's no wonder that Hong Qigong misunderstood. Even Huang Rong, who was so sophisticated at the time, misjudged him, let alone him.
In the field, the two of them exchanged thirty or forty moves once they fought. Hong Qigong had a vicious eye after all. As soon as he was beaten, he found that Xiao Longnu's boxing skills were very mysterious, but she was still a little unfamiliar in using them. Not proficient yet.
Then he waved his right hand twice to tightly wrap the white silk around his hand, and then waved the white silk vigorously, causing Xiao Longnu's body to fly back and forth uncontrollably.
The last tug of the white silk pulled Xiao Longnu close to her body, and she slapped the fierce wind with her left palm.
Xiao Longnu's expression changed, and then she let go of the white silk with her right hand. She twisted her weak waist in mid-air, avoided the wind of the palm, and landed lightly on the ground.
Looking at the smiling Hong Qigong opposite, Xiao Longnu's face was frosty, and she suddenly called out in a sweet voice: "Dongzhang! I can't beat him! Come on!"
Dongzhang was currently squatting on the roof watching the two fighting with great interest. After hearing this, he rubbed the tip of his nose and said with a smile: "What are you talking about? The invincible Little Dragon Girl actually has someone she can't beat? Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk. Wonderful. ah"
Seeing that the young man remained motionless, Xiao Longnu turned pale with anger. She turned around and said to Hong Qigong: "Old man, just wait, I'll go get the sword."
Seeing that she seemed to be really angry, Dongzhang immediately waved his hands and said repeatedly: "Hey, hey, don't go, don't go, you are kidding, you are kidding."
Xiao Longnu turned her head and didn't look at him when she heard this, but she really stopped and didn't really rush into the house to get the sword.
After the joke, Dongzhang stood up, looked at Hong Qigong who was looking down, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Senior Hong, it's okay to come here uninvited. Someone who wants to kill me as soon as we meet him is a bit too much. Alright"
(End of chapter)
