Forced to be a villain, my righteousness comes first

Chapter 52 Don't know the true face of Mount Lu

Mirror sect!
Hearing this name, Li Xing immediately became interested, stood up, took two steps forward, and carefully looked at the person in front of him.

Obviously, this is one of his senior brothers!
The burly man stretched out his thick arms, trying to push away the block of the white-clothed scholar, but was slapped away by this guy who was obviously a few sizes smaller than himself.

The figure is thin and thin, but the momentum is not at all inferior, and the tone is aggressive.

"Luo Mingfeng, what's going on today?"

"If you can't give a valid reason, don't blame me for doing justice for the sky!"

"Just you?"

Facing the threat of the white-clothed scholar, the burly and strong man Luo Mingfeng showed a disdainful smile, and his eyes were mostly contemptuous.

"When will you be promoted to the Mingshen Realm, I may still be afraid of you three points, just you now? I will stand here and let you have another hand, you have a try!"

Although the words were arrogant, Luo Mingfeng didn't act directly, but thought for a moment, and only explained after the movement in the house had completely stopped and his fellow disciples went out.

"We got the news that this store adds 'poppy poppy' to the rice noodles sold every day!"

Hearing this name, the people around were immediately blown up, and immediately pointed fingers and talked a lot.

The fragrant rice provided by this rice shop has always been loved by the neighbors, and everyone thinks that the rice here tastes particularly delicious.

If it is really because of the addition of 'poppy', those around who eat the rice noodles in the rice shop all the year round will suffer.

"Is there any evidence?"

Facing this answer, even the white-clothed scholar who was filled with righteous indignation couldn't help booing dumbly.

Luo Mingfeng mocked, but also threw out a small cloth bag.

The scholar in white took the bag, opened it, and his face immediately turned livid.

"We don't just know how to eat dry food like you!"

"You!" The scholar in white wanted to refute when he heard this sarcasm, but he was at a loss for words, he hesitated for a long time, and finally he could only choke out one sentence.

"Then this matter should also be taken care of by Chang Pingsi..."

Facing the feeble rebuttal of the white-clothed scholar, Luo Mingfeng suddenly grabbed the bag and pushed his body away, watching the white-clothed scholar spun twice in the air, turned around and vented his strength to stand firm again, and finally I left a sentence.

"Chang Pingsi, come out and sweep the floor!"

Then a group of people swaggered away.

At this time, a few people dressed in gray and white government uniforms really got out from the crowd, holding various washing tools, stretcher cloth and other items in their hands.

He humbly greeted the white-clothed scholar, and then busily sorted out the wreckage.

"'Poppy' is addictive, damn it!"

Old Master Qin also groaned like this, but Li Xing didn't respond any more, his attention was all attracted by the white-clothed scholar.

Immediately bid farewell to the old man.

"Thank you, old man, for clarifying the confusion. The world is far away, and we are destined to meet again!"

After finishing speaking, he put down a few pieces of broken silver, and then followed the footsteps of the white-clothed scholar away.

"Oh, young man, you gave too much..."

Mr. Qin also tried to stop Li Xing, but seeing that he didn't hear his call at all, he lowered his head to look at the food he hadn't eaten, and the broken silver that obviously exceeded the payment amount. Looking at Xiao Er who looked eager, he snorted coldly and put most of the money into his own pocket while Xiao Er was frowning.

"This man, this man!"

Li Xing struggled for a few seconds, what kind of acquaintance should he have, as the first meeting between himself and Zongmen senior brother, so as to leave a good impression on him.

Seeing him lowering his head all the way, seemingly in a very bad mood, Li Xing could understand.

After all, in the scene just now, it was obvious that his sect was being humiliated by others. From the perspective of safeguarding the sect, it is normal for him to have a serious expression.

But what Li Xing didn't expect was that he turned a deaf ear to Li Xing's cry, and just kept thinking about it all the way forward.

After shouting several times in a row, he didn't respond. Li Xing didn't want to miss this opportunity to recognize him, so he quickened his pace and stretched out his hand from behind to his shoulder.

Li Xing asked himself that he didn't have any malice, and his movements were very gentle, he just wanted to remind his senior brother.

But the white-clothed scholar didn't seem to think so. He seemed to have predicted Li Xing's right hand in advance, just when Li Xing was about to grab his shoulder.

The book in white came alive, he suddenly bent his knees and squatted halfway, turned around, and hit Li Xing's chest with a black tiger digging out his heart.

This blow obviously exceeded Li Xing's expectation, but he was moved by the wind, and his left hand subconsciously moved horizontally across his chest, just right in front of the white-clothed scholar's right fist.

But the moves of the white-clothed scholar are obviously more than that. Before the fist is blocked, his real killing move is a completely different style of kicking technique. His left foot, vicious and vicious, quickly pops out like a poisonous snake, towards Li Xing's lower three Come straight.

Li Xing felt the same way, with his right knee slightly bent, pressing against the white-clothed scholar's ankle.

Suddenly, the fists and kicks stopped, and the two maintained a strange posture, frozen in the crowd.

The two each made two moves, but they interpreted the four characters "point to end" vividly, and the fists and feet did not even intersect once.

But Li Xing can feel that the kung fu of the two should be in the middle of the brother, and there is no doubt that they are both the orthodox direct descendants of the mirror kung fu, and a little bit of enlightenment illuminates their own people.

Before Li Xing realized what happened, he raised his head, but saw the scholar in white looking at him in surprise.

The white-clothed scholar has sharp-edged faces, sword eyebrows and star-eyed eyes, a high nose bridge, red lips and white teeth, and slender and white skin, like a beautiful woman, with a headband and bun, a spotless white dress, and a ring around his waist, as warm and moist as jade.

Even Li Xing has to praise him, what a beautiful boy!
The two of them felt the strange eyes of the passers-by around them at the same time, so they immediately returned to their normal posture and stood, and the scholar bowed his hands first.

"This senior brother is very unfamiliar, I don't know if it is..."

Li Xing also hastily returned the gift, with an apologetic expression on his face, "I'm from Ten Mile City, this time I'm here to return to the clan..."

When the white-clothed scholar heard the words, a bright smile immediately bloomed on his face, "What's the name of this junior?"

"Li Xing!"

"My name is Gong Yi!"

The two exchanged names, and Li Xing felt the uncontrollable kindness emanating from the other party.

Gong Yi grabbed Li Xing's hand, "Let's go, I will take you back to the sect, the suzerain will be very happy!"

"Shouldn't you bring something like a teacher's ceremony?"

Facing Gong Yi's unexpected enthusiasm, Li Xing was pulled by him, followed his footsteps, and walked quickly.

"I haven't paid the apprenticeship ceremony seriously! Will I be rejected by the master?"

Hearing Li Xing's words, Gong Yi stopped for a while, turned his head to look at Li Xing curiously.

"Didn't the brother who brought you in the door explain to you?"

"The master only told me that if I cultivate a little enlightenment within a year, I can return to my clan in this city."

After hearing Li Xing's words, Gong Yi's expression became even weirder, as if he was suppressing a smile.

He took Li Xing's hand again, as if he was afraid that he would escape.

"Believe me, yourself is the best gift!"

(End of this chapter)