Crossing the Swordsman: Lin Pingzhi, the Swordsman of Evil

Chapter 115 Sitting in a bucket (4)

After drinking a bowl of fine wine, the man let out a sigh of relief. He looked at Linghu Chong and said, "Linghu Chong, why do you have to be stabbed by me for such a person?"

Linghu Chong also put down the wine bowl in his hand, and said disdainfully: "Anyway, brother Tian was hacked three times yesterday, so what's the point of adding one more knife today?"

When Lin Pingzhi heard these bold words, he couldn't help admiring in a low voice: "He is really a good man! He is indeed the great disciple of the Huashan School, Linghu Shaoxia. Although he is a bit sloppy and a drunkard, his demeanor is really extraordinary. .”

Qu Yang also praised: "Yes! Although this Linghu Chong is a drinker and a gambler, his bearing is not bad."

The man surnamed Tian sneered twice, then looked at the little nun beside him.

He said: "Pour wine! Little nun pour wine!"

And the little nun hurried to the table and wanted to pour wine for Linghu Chong.

But Linghu Chong waved his hand at this time, and then shouted: "Slow down!" He took the jug from the little nun's hand, and continued, "I, Linghu Chong, want to drink the wine poured by this little nun. Aren’t you going to be unlucky for the rest of your life? Get lost!” He poured himself a drink as he spoke.

And the little nun seemed to have suffered thousands of grievances, tears were already rolling in her eyes.

Just now Lin Pingzhi didn't take a closer look, but now he took a closer look at the little nun, the appearance of the little nun is really not bad.Delicate and exquisite, with a radiant complexion, she is really a beautiful beauty.

Lin Pingzhi glanced at Qu Feiyan beside him, although Qu Feiyan was also a beauty, but she was still young, she was just a twelve or thirteen year old female doll, like a small flower bud that hadn't yet bloomed.She is better than the little nun in front of her.

If you ask everyone present who can compare, I am afraid that he is the only one.

Hearing Linghu Chong's words, the man surnamed Tian looked at the little nun with a smile on his face and said, "Don't be wronged, little nun, he ran you away in anger to save you." Then he looked at Linghu Chong and said with a thumbs up, " I admire you, Lao Tian admires you, Brother Linghu is seriously injured now, in order to save such a little nun, he risked his life to chase here, he is indeed the number one person who has risen to fame in the Jianghu."

After hearing this man surnamed Tian's flattery, Linghu Chong sneered: "How dare you! I, Linghu Chong, am just a defeated general under Brother Tian's subordinates. You can't laugh at me!"

The man surnamed Tian said at this time: "We don't know each other if we don't fight! How about we make friends?" Then the man glanced at the little nun, and he continued, "This beautiful little nun has a look of admiration for Your Excellency in her eyes." Then I will give her to Brother Linghu. Although I am lascivious, I will never do things that value sex over friends."

Linghu Chong glanced at the little nun at this time, he pointed at her with his thumb and said: "Her? This little nun has no blood on her face, eats only green vegetables and tofu all day long, and was born a dead star. I, Linghu Chong, hate nun the most in my life. I wish I could kill all the nuns in the world." He looked at the little nun, "Get lost! Get away from me."

Hearing Linghu Chong's words, Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but chuckled again. Although he had forgotten many things, he remembered that Master Dingyi of Beiyue Hengshan had a bodhisattva heart, but had a violent temper.If she listened to these words, her old man would give Linghu Chong a few big mouths.

The man surnamed Tian asked in confusion: "Linghu Chong, you are not afraid of the sky and the earth. You are not even afraid of the knife in Lao Tian's hand. Why are you so secretive about this nun?"

With a serious face, Linghu Chong waved his fingers and said foolishly: "Brother Tian, ​​as the saying goes, there are three poisons in the world, nuns, arsenic, and krait. Don't touch her if you dare or not."

Hearing this, the Taoist at the side and the great monk all glanced at him.

Linghu Chong pointed to the little nun and continued: "Brother Tian, ​​if you meet this little nun, then you will be in luck for the rest of your life. Although Brother Tian claims to travel thousands of miles alone, I'm afraid you won't be able to take a single step by then." Linghu Chong continued He waved away the little nun, "Little nun, hurry up! Get out! Get out! Get out! Get away from me, so that the uncle won't be upset."

Speaking of which, Linghu Chong picked up the wine bowl again and said, "Brother Laitian! I'll present you with another bowl."

But the man surnamed Tian knew Linghu Chong's intentions, and then said: "I, Tian Boguang, want to be alone, where do I get so many taboos? Little nun! Pour the wine!"

Hearing the words Tian Boguang, Lin Pingzhi muttered to himself thoughtfully.

"Tian Boguang?"

He always felt that the name was very familiar, but he couldn't remember who this person was and what he did.

Now he doesn't remember many people, he only knows that the Jiumengzi who drank with him is Linghu Chong, the original protagonist, the great disciple of Huashan School.After that, he remembered Yue Buqun, Zuo Lengchan, Ren Woxing, Dongfang Bubai, Qu Yang, Qu Feiyan and others.

The name "Tian Boguang" is only familiar, but I can't remember who it is or what it does.

While Lin Pingzhi was still thinking about who this "playing lunatic" was, the young Taoist at the side pulled out his sword and rushed towards Tian Boguang.

The young Taoist asked, "Are you Tian Boguang traveling alone in thousands of miles?"

Tian Boguang glanced at him disdainfully, and then generously admitted: "Not bad! It's true!"

The young Taoist scolded: "You flower picking thief, the scum of the Jianghu, Chi Baicheng wants to kill the martial arts!"

Seeing Chi Baicheng jumping out by himself, Linghu Chong frowned helplessly.

Linghu Chong thought to himself: "Although the Wuyue Sword School is of the same spirit, why are the fellows of Hengshan and Taishan so pedantic? A little nun is not enough for me. Now there is another pedantic little bull-nosed. It takes more Save one."

After Chi Baicheng finished speaking, he raised his sword and attacked Tian Boguang.

Tian Boguang was still sitting on the bench as firmly as Mount Tai, he dodged left and right, and easily dodged Chi Baicheng's sword move.

At this time, Huiyan Tower was already in chaos, and all the diners, except for a few good-for-nothings and Lin Pingzhi and others, all fled downstairs.

Tian Boguang dealt with the little Taoist priest very well. Not only did he not get up, he didn't even pull out his knife. He kicked the long sword in the Taoist priest's hand, and then kicked him on the wine jar. The little Taoist priest was covered in blood. Blood, staggered and rolled down the stairs.

Seeing this, Lin Pingzhi felt a little distressed for the shopkeeper of Yanlou this time.The money earned in a day is not enough for these Jianghu people to smash.

Tian Boguang looked at the Taoist's distressed look and smiled, then raised his wine bowl and said to Linghu Chong: "Brother Linghu, let's continue! Please!"

But at this time, the middle-aged Taoist couldn't sit still anymore, and then he straightened his sword and took Tian Boguang straight.

Seeing the middle-aged Taoist priest attacking him, Tian Boguang didn't dare to neglect any longer, he casually pulled out the saber on his leg, but he still sat where he was, fighting with the middle-aged Taoist priest.

Although the middle-aged Taoist's swordsmanship is exquisite, Tian Boguang's blade is extremely fast.

Lin Pingzhi was surprised and said: "This man's saber skill is not weak, although it is not as good as the evil sword skill I used with all my strength, but in terms of external knives alone, this man's attainment is quite good."

The middle-aged Taoist fought with him for more than 30 moves, but Tian Boguang still couldn't get up after more than 30 moves.And the middle-aged Taoist priests gradually tended to lose the wind.

At this moment Linghu Chong stabbed straight with his sword and shouted: "Don't hurt me, Master Tiansong!"

(End of this chapter)