Zhang Chengling followed the two men in confusion. He felt that after the master changed his appearance, his whole person seemed to be a little different. The atmosphere was extremely depressing. Even Gu Xiang on the side did not dare to make any noise.

He followed without daring to make a sound.

As for the two people who usually get together, they always have to talk to each other incessantly to release excessive energy. Neither of them said anything, they just went their own way. Zhou Zishu even lost his skin.

He didn't even put the mask back - no one here recognized him anyway.

He felt as if he was suffocating in his chest. The words of the great witch were like a hard blow to his chest - if he had to give up his martial arts, he would have 20% hope, so he would rather not have this hope. He felt like this

Die slowly and peacefully.

Throughout the ages, countless people in the martial arts world have fought to death over a secret book. That kung fu is the result of decades of hard work in winter, summer, and summer. It is the result of decades of hard pursuit.

Only then did I realize it.

It's not just something external, it's not just a skill, it's a person's soul.

What does it mean to give up martial arts? It's like a person has lost his soul. It would be better to become a fool and suffer in a dull manner.

Naturally, the Great Witch understood this, so in the end, he just sighed and did not persuade.

If the seven souls died and the six souls were lost, if this last bit of dignity was lost, wouldn't it be that all Fusheng owed was death? He did want to live, but he didn't want to linger.

Zhou Zishu suddenly couldn't help but sing a long song: "If the rain is about to fall, I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of it in the years to come; the magnolias are blooming in the morning, and the continent is deserted in the evening; the sun and the moon are suddenly not flooded, and the spring is coming.

Autumn is the preface of the dynasty; only the scattered vegetation is afraid of the beauty's twilight..."

The voice was slightly hoarse, and every word, the sadness and anger were hidden, but instead the unspeakable rage and arrogance remained. This innate arrogance has come to an end, wandering thousands of miles across mountains and rivers.

Between the rivers and the mountains, the nine melodies lingered in my chest for too long, and finally burst out of my throat.

It was a gloomy day, weighing down heavily. Looking around in the vast fields, there was only a path covered with grass and dead branches. The wind did not know how to stop, and came rustling through the stone gaps in the forest, like a mountain ghost weeping.

A thousand years are like a day, and ten thousand years are like a day.

The wind blew up Zhou Zishu's broad skirt and sleeves, as if asking him to go home with the wind. Wen Kexing raised his head and stared at Zhou Zishu's skinny back. His long hair on the temples was rolled up like a whip by the wind.

, slapped on the side of his face, he closed his eyes, his eyes full of shadows, and concentrated on feeling the burning pain.

The cold wind choked Zhou Zishu's throat. His voice, which he ran to nowhere, suddenly stopped. He bent down slightly and coughed. On his almost transparent lips, only a very thin line between the two lips could be seen.

, but it seems to be with a smile, bright red.

Wen Kexing suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky that was about to fall, and then a few sporadic cool things fell on his face - this was the first snow to fall in Dongting.

Why do heroes always meet their end? Why do beauties always grow old?

Wen Kexing suddenly felt an unspeakable anger rising in his chest, as if it was for himself and for others, almost overflowing. He refused to accept it, his fingers trembled, and he felt that there was something that seemed to want to tear apart the world.

, the desire/desire of Bahuang Liuhe, he wants to question the sky... What is nature, why should we be at the mercy of nature when we are born as humans?

Gu Xiang watched with fear as her master turned around and asked her with a smile: "Axiang, do you like that silly boy Cao Weining?"

Gu Xiang was stunned for a while and looked at him blankly: "Master..."

Wen Kexing asked again: "Do you think he is good?"

Gu Xiang felt as if his eyes were looking into her heart, and a strange emotion suddenly arose in her heart. She thought, how is Cao Weining? She thought about the man who said to her seriously, "What if?"

You are wrong. If you find out in the future, I'm afraid you will feel sad." Thinking of him setting up his sword with difficulty and holding on to the pair of old goblins, he looked back in a hurry and said, "You first

Take him away, quickly!"

Gu Xiang suddenly remembered that no one had ever told her to let her go first. For some reason, her eye circles suddenly turned red, and then she nodded dullly, but she just said: "Brother Cao is very good, he will do it."

He speaks and is knowledgeable..."

Wen Kexing laughed silently: "Yes, only he can say such words as 'spring sleeps until dawn'."

Gu Xiang heard that what he seemed to be saying was ironic, so he retorted seriously: "If you are sleepy in spring, fall, or take a nap in summer, people tend to be sleepy in spring, but they can't wake up even if they sleep to death? I think what Brother Cao said makes sense.

, is not a bit better than those nerds who keep saying, 'The fragrance of chrysanthemums comes from the bitter cold'."

Wen Kexing looked narrowly at the girl with reddish cheeks, suddenly nodded and said, "Okay, then let's go rescue him."

Gu Xiang was stunned: "Hey, wasn't that seventh master just now..."

Wen Kexing suddenly interrupted her and said loudly: "If you want to save people, save them, if you want to kill, kill them, do whatever you like. Who in the world dares to block my way? Why are you whining so much? What is he doing?

A pretty boy with a sour look on his face, he knows nothing! Ah Xu, are you coming?"

Zhou Zishu then smiled and said, "How dare you refuse to accompany me."

The corners of Wen Kexing's mouth were slightly raised, but his brows were furrowed, revealing an indescribable murderous aura, which made his masked face look a bit scary. He said, "Okay, Axiang, who are you willing to save?"

, just go and save him, and I will make a big fuss with you."

Cao Weining was in a very embarrassed state right now. His whole body was rolled up like a mud monkey, his clothes were in tatters and stuck to his body. One of his eyes was swollen and he couldn't open it. His hands were tied behind his back. The long sword left his side and he was pushed all the way.

As he stumbled along, Feng Xiaofeng's sharp roars and curses could be heard from time to time in his ears, but for some reason, he felt very quiet inside.

He thought that he was really hopeless. The ancestral motto of the Qingfeng Sword Sect was "The sword is still there, the sword breaks and the person is killed. It supports the great righteousness and slays the demons." Now that his sword has been broken, he is afraid that he will be regarded as a

It didn't matter that he had gone astray with evil spirits. Cao Weining had always felt that he was not a big shot in the world, a man who shocked the martial arts world by stomping his feet. He only had to do everything that was worthy of his conscience and his heart.

He only saw Brother Zhou doing good deeds, and Gu Xiang, a thin, weak girl, trying his best to protect the children of the Zhang family. Instead, these famous and righteous people were hard at work.

What is good and what is evil? Cao Weining's biggest advantage is that he can think broadly.

The Qingfeng Sword Sect taught him the way of good and evil, but not the way of fame and wealth. So what if others say that he is not good and say that he has gone astray and fallen? Cao Weining thought for a while,

He felt quite uncomfortable in his heart, but it was uncomfortable, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him. He could only think vaguely, if you don't say good things to me, then forget it. Anyway, everyone lives their own life, and no one can hinder the other.

, it’s just... I seem a little sorry for Master and Uncle.

Cao Weining seemed to have had one of his ribs broken by Lu Liugong. He felt a burning pain in his chest every time he breathed, and he became a little confused. They threw him into a dark place, and he closed it without even looking.

Eyes, he adjusted his breathing and planned to regain his energy first before escaping - he still planned to escape. It didn't matter what happened to others. Gu Xiang took Zhang Chengling alone, in case he couldn't find Brother Zhou and Brother Wen.

, wouldn’t it be very troublesome to meet a poisonous scorpion again?

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly there was a commotion outside, and he heard a very familiar voice roaring loudly: "You fart! When did our Qingfeng Sword Sect have any evil deeds? I looked at the two of you.

An old monster doesn’t look like a good thing!”

Then Cao Weining's eyes lit up. The door to his hut was opened, and a group of people came in. He narrowed his eyes, looking like a bear, and looked over carefully, and found that it was him who was so angry in the crowd.

Uncle Mo Huaikong, Cao Weining thought, this is bad, my uncle is going to explode.

Mo Huaikong was already furious - the moment he saw Cao Weining, he roared angrily, flicked his sleeves and pushed Liu Lugong up his butt, showing no respect for the elders. Taohong Po became angry and screamed:

"Mo Huaikong, what are you doing, you lunatic?!"

Mo Huaikong was also unambiguous and yelled back in front of everyone: "That's my nephew. Whatever bad thing he did, of course my head brother will clean up the house. You two old monsters will need to lick the door curtain."

Pointing fingers with a sharp tongue?!"

Cao Weining couldn't help but yelled "Hello" in her heart, thinking that although her uncle had a bad temper, he was still against him. Unexpectedly, Mo Huaikong added the next sentence: "It depends on the owner to beat a dog!"

Cao Weining immediately became speechless and burst into tears.

Feng Xiaofeng suddenly screamed, pulled the mountain slave whose eyes were covered with gauze, pointed at Mo Huaikong and said: "You Qingfeng Sword Sect, I want to ask you, what good thing has your good nephew done? That's it.

The little witch who was with him poisoned Ashan's eyes until they were blinded. If I can't catch the little witch, I will gouge out the eyes of this guy named Cao!"

Mo Huaikong was just about to speak when he heard a cold snort from someone beside him, saying: "A girl at such a young age can be so vicious when she attacks, so you can see that she is also a little witch. Why would Young Master Cao get along with this guy?"

Women are mixed together, so I need to ask for advice."

Then he blocked all Mo Huaikong's words. Mo Huaikong looked at Cao Weining with sinister eyes. The latter opened his mouth and called out aggrievedly: "Uncle."

Mo Huaikong said angrily: "Who is your uncle?" He stepped forward, grabbed Cao Weining's collar, and said coldly, "Who is the person they said is with you? Tell me!"

Cao Weining opened her mouth and whispered: "That's...A...Xiang, Axiang is not a bad person, uncle, Axiang...Axiang..."

Tao Hongpo sneered: "Axiang? You screamed so affectionately."

Yu Qiufeng, who was rushing back from the other direction, also interjected sanctimoniously: "It is understandable for young people to be seduced by beauty. As long as you change your ways, you are not unreasonable and narrow-minded people..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Xiaofeng said angrily: "I'm going to dig out her eyes!"

He didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but he successfully smashed the leader Yu's place. Yu Qiufeng gritted his teeth and really wanted to trample this dwarf to the ground.

At the moment, Gao Chong, Zhao Jing, Master Ci Mu and others are busy arranging Shen Shen's funeral and are not here. This rabble has no leader and is talking more and more unscrupulously. Mo Huaikong only felt his eyelids jump. With one jump, he lifted Cao Weining up from the ground, gritted his teeth and said, "Nie Zhan, tell me the truth, where did that little demon girl go when she robbed the children of the Zhang family?"

Cao Weining struggled to open her mouth and said: "Axiang doesn't..."

Mo Huai slapped him on the face that was already like a pig's head. Just then, he heard a clear voice saying: "The little witch is here. Look at you old shameless people. If you have the ability, Come and catch me!"
Chapter completed!