Supporting the body in the white blade, wandering in the red dust

Bailang took a selfie by facing the water, "Oh, it's a pity that I have such a good face, now I only have this kind of stinky skin." What appeared on the water was a young man, although he hadn't grown up yet, he looked ordinary .There is no initial sign of a beard on the face, and it is probably a mustache or a goatee at most, which is really embarrassing.The appearance must be said, but it looks a bit like a little black skin
Bai Lang also sighed at his appearance and didn't care, does it matter what a man looks like?Now that we are leaving, it is better to say goodbye to the Tokyo thugs quickly, and it is serious to collect a sum of money from them.So Bailang was very busy, rushing to the scene every day, and at the same time screaming and screaming all over the city, he collected thousands of coins——Are there any masters in Tokyo?Indeed, the highest masters are probably enshrined inside, but there are not many folks.

And Bailang's targets for collecting money are those bastard-like rogues, not too much per person, whether it's more than a hundred dollars or a penny, Bailang doesn't mind those who have more money and less money, the key is to have this attitude.The half-sized man attacked black, and Bailang didn't use swords or guns, but only spoke with sticks. He broke more than a dozen hands and feet along the way.What Bailang displayed was ordinary combat power, and this level of combat power was not worthy of the attention of anyone in the government.

It was also because he moved quickly and ran away with the money before the Kaifeng Mansion could react.Thousands of dollars, which is enough for him to buy a mule and leave with a small cart.There were some dry rations and horse feed, a change of clothes, and a large oilcloth to cover the rain on the two-wheeled cart. Bailang sat on the cart and let the mules slowly go down the official road.You can also practice martial arts along the way, take your time, anyway, there is money everywhere in the Song Dynasty.

In fact, the world has not been very peaceful since the Renzong Dynasty, and there are robbers everywhere. If Wang Xianggong hadn't severely rectified it with new laws such as the Baojia Law some time ago, I am afraid that things in this world would be even worse.How many martial arts people?After recovering a little bit of martial arts, Bai Lang realized that there were quite a lot of them, "Are there so many people practicing martial arts?" He sighed - it was all because when he stopped at a roadside stall to drink tea and snacks, he heard someone next to him. Said the cheat appears.

After listening carefully, it is indeed a typical Jianghu tune, that is, there are secret books in the world in a certain place, and a group of martial arts people also hurriedly gathered to grab them. "It's so simple. The officials regularly throw out some secret book in the internal library, and it will immediately turn the world upside down. This is a good thing." What Bailang heard was the two men, the two heroes, and made an appointment with others. Several people met, and everyone ganged up to grab the cheats.

Now this secret book is in the hands of a Jianghu man called so-and-so-ke. This buddy is hiding in Tibet, but he should be in Fucheng - he can't escape, and there are martial arts people everywhere outside.A young man like Bailang also attracted the attention of these two people, but seeing his appearance, he quickly turned his head away - no matter how you look at him, Bailang is only a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, and his clothes don't look like those of those famous families. A decent disciple must have no martial arts skills.

After eating and drinking, Bailang also drove the mule cart and continued to walk slowly until he entered Fucheng and found an inn to set up a shop.He was not in a hurry to leave, what he wanted was an ordinary room, and the money in hand was more than enough. However, as if the battery of his mobile phone was only [-], Bailang still couldn't help but go to steal from the rich and give to the poor.On the night when he finished stepping on the spot and was about to rest for two days before going to work, Bailang heard the high-pitched voice above his head, "These people are really busy."

Hearing the sound of weapons clashing in the distance, Bailang also sighed, "It's a mere cheat book, what a pity." After sighing, this guy is going to sleep—meditating and breathing adjustment can't replace sleep.After sleeping until the middle of the night, Bailang suddenly opened his eyes, and with a movement of his body, he had passed through the window and stood in the courtyard. He silently opened the window with his palm force, and the whole person went out.

Bailang, who was standing in the courtyard, looked at a man who fell from the roof. This guy was covered in blood visible to the naked eye, and he was still talking, "Help me. This is the cheat." He made a gesture With the movement of groping in his arms, Bailang looked at this guy and shook his head, "I thought it was something." After that, he returned to the room with a movement, and closed the window smoothly.

The injury of the guy outside was definitely not as serious as it looked. Bailang felt that it was more likely that what he pulled out was a concealed weapon.Then just die wherever you like, anyway, Bailang doesn't care about the so-called cheats at all.Just because he doesn't care doesn't mean that other people don't care. Soon someone opened the door in the room next to him and went out. There was a chirping sound, followed by a heavy sound of falling to the ground, and then the door opened and closed again.
Bailang had already fallen asleep, he was on guard, if someone did something, he might not be able to please him at all.Anyway, Bailang's eyesight is still there, and because his body has been dead and regenerated, ordinary smoke is ineffective against him.The martial arts people he has met so far are almost all low-handed martial arts here, and it is conceivable what kind of martial arts cheats can be looted by them.Anyway, as far as Bailang knows about general martial arts cheats, if you show them to others, they may not be able to understand them.

There are slang words everywhere, and the secrets even need to be guided by the master. Compared with Taoist scriptures and Buddhist scriptures, this stuff is very unfriendly to disciples.

Bai Lang went out at dawn and saw that the bluestone board was wet, as if someone had washed it, and Xiao Er didn't look like someone died in the store, and no one from the government ran over to blackmail him. "Last night seemed quite lively." He muttered, ready to find local delicacies for breakfast.Just about to go out, I saw a few big men rushing in from the inn, "Wu that little thief! Hand over the cheat book!"

Bailang looked around, "Cheats? Me? I don't have any cheats." He said, "Rush in early in the morning, just shout like that." Bailang shook his head. "The secret book is on you!" The big man shouted, and at the same time he reached out to grab it.Bailang tilted his body, and his grasp was directly missed.So these big guys drew out their knives and wanted to chop, it seemed that they were reckless.

Bailang sighed, stretched out his hands to grab, and grabbed the backs of those knives with his hand and seven kills.With a slight tremor of internal energy, those big men let go of the handles of their knives as if their hands were scalded by burning coals.Bailang threw all the knives in his hand to the ground, "Why do you think I have cheats? How about this, you invite me to the brothel, call me a gangster, and I'll show you naked in front of my face." Then everyone was dumbfounded. .