Young white horse drunk in spring breeze

Chapter 173 I Can Kill You

Night falls.

The warm pot of wine and Baili Dongjun sat in the house, watching the little red snake lying quietly under the candlelight, without any intention of moving.Warming Pot of Wine frowned: "This Tang Sect looks really big, and I haven't finished it after walking around for so long."

Baili Dongjun was a little tired and drowsy, but when he thought that the whereabouts of Nangong Chunshui, whose real identity was Mr. Li, was unknown, he still braced himself up.

"You should rest first. If there is any movement in Xiaohong, I will wake you up. You will be facing a master of the sky in a while. If you don't take a good rest, you won't be able to help you in a while." Warm Pot of Wine persuaded.

"Okay, if there is news, uncle must wake me up immediately. This friend is very important to me!" Baili Dongjun said seriously.

"Go to sleep." The warm pot of wine waved his hand with a smile, and the powder in his sleeves spilled out. Baili Dongjun only took a sip, and fell down on the table with a "bow". Hujiu looked at the red snake again, the red snake suddenly trembled, and the warm jugjiu straightened up, but soon the head of the red snake fell down, and then lay limply on the table , compared to just now, even more listless.The warm pot of wine reached out and nodded the red snake's head, muttering: "Could it be that Xiaoqing was caught by you?"

Tangmen.

Somewhere in a secluded courtyard.

The old man holding the cigarette rod stretched out his hand to grab the little blue snake's neck, then took a leisurely puff of cigarette, and after slowly exhaling, he looked at the dying green snake: "You little thing from the Wen family, how dare you?" Walk around on my Tang Sect territory?"

The young man dressed in white slapped the old man's hand, took the green snake from the old man's hand, stroked it lightly, and said in a disrespectful tone to the old man: "A green snake of such good quality, the Wen family must treat it as a treasure." Let’s keep it the same until now, if you kill it, what about the red snake?” The young man teased the green snake in his hand while talking, the green snake desperately tried to escape from its grasp, and the young man held it against it. With a light tap on the head, it fainted, the young man smiled and put it in his sleeve.

The old man sneered: "Why do you have thousands of lives under your hands? Now cherish the life of a snake?"

"You are wrong. I killed 100 people in the battle of Tanggu Pass 1 years ago." The young Lang Yun calmly said the unbelievable fact, "At that time, your father They haven't been born yet."

The old man knocked the cigarette stick on the table vigorously: "I am in the Jianghu, and everyone respectfully calls me an old man. I didn't expect that a young man like you would show my qualifications here. No one would believe me when I said it."

"If you want to say it, some people really dare to believe it, but the question is, do you dare to say it?" The young man's tone was indifferent, but full of threats.

The old man frowned slightly: "I can kill you."

The young man nodded: "I believe."

The old man frowned even tighter.

"That's why I came to you." The young man smiled.

The old man's original knife-like wrinkles seemed to have deepened. He added some shredded tobacco to the pipe, leaned against the candle and lit it. It has been more than 300 years, and now in my hands, it can be regarded as one of the top clans in Jianghu..."

"Why do you talk so much when you're old? Didn't you like to talk the most when you were young? Didn't you kill him with a throwing knife if you couldn't understand it?" The young man interrupted him impatiently.

The old man sighed heavily: "Tang Sect..."

"Why are you sighing, old man? It really annoys me to death. The head of the family of the three major families in the rivers and lakes is downcast here. Why would you rather meet the king of hell than mess with the Tang sect? Hearing this, the king of hell wants to cry." It doesn't look like steel.

The old man flicked the cigarette stick and said angrily, "I dare not."

The young man smiled, and patted the old man's shoulder: "Don't worry, in this world, besides you, only my little apprentice knows my identity. No one will come to trouble you, or you can...kill someone with a knife. "

The old man glanced at the young man, trying to figure out the meaning of his words.

The young man also sighed softly: "What are you and I thinking about so much? You are an old fox, but I am a fox who has become a spirit. No matter how hard you think about me, you think about me? You Tangmen family The great cause is great, I am not saying that it can be destroyed if it can be destroyed, right?"

The old man suddenly felt a little more confident: "Even if it is Mr. Li, if he wants to destroy my Tang Sect, it would be a little too small for us."

The young man nodded: "So, the most I can do is go to Leijiabao to sit. You know that I have an apprentice named Lei, who was once placed in high hopes by Leijiabao. I just pulled Leijiabao, How about being the leader of the martial arts?"

The old man coughed lightly: "Where did we talk just now?"

The young Lang laughed loudly: "For hundreds of years, the Tang Sect has always been the same. It is only when the surname Lei is mentioned that the matter is serious. They really love each other and kill each other."

Outside Jincheng.

There are many horse-drawn carriages entering the city continuously, all of them are Jianghu sects who will participate in the drug testing conference tomorrow, almost all of them are in a team of more than a dozen people, and at least three or four go together.A young man holding a spear mixed in the crowd, looking a bit out of place.He stood at the door of the Tang Sect, watching them being ushered in one by one, but he was not in a hurry, and when he was bored, he shook the wine pot hanging on the spear.

"If you don't see me today, then you won't have enough medicine, and you're going to die here, are you worried?" A gentle voice sounded, and a refined middle-aged man with a medicine box on his back appeared behind the spear boy.

The spear boy turned around and looked at the middle-aged man.The middle-aged man was wearing a gray shirt that was old but clean, carrying a medicine box on his back, exuding a faint scent of medicine.For the first time, the young man with the long spear spoke kindly to the savior, but the content of his words was still aggressive: "What are you afraid of? It is better to die in the rivers and lakes than to die in the grind."

"It seems that a trip to Tianqi City still hasn't worn away your vigor." The middle-aged man sighed and stroked his long beard, "My good apprentice, Sikong Changfeng."

"Sorry, you are not my master, Xin Baicao." Sikong Changfeng replied angrily.

Xin Baicao smiled, threw a medicine bottle to Sikong Changfeng, and then walked towards Tangmen: "Forget it, let's go our separate ways after taking this bottle of medicine, and if we meet someone like you when we walk in the rivers and lakes, You unlucky guy who was about to be beaten to death, remember to use the skills I taught you to save a few, and you will live up to the half-baked medical skills I taught you."

(End of this chapter)