Zongwu: Our Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 14
this day.

The weather is gloomy, the autumn wind is faint and silent, and the air is dull.

Long ancient road.

One person and one rider galloped to their heart's content, and the cool wind passed by, but it was a little cooler, which was very pleasant.

The horse's back was bumping, and Long Peng didn't feel the slightest discomfort. His black hair was untied, fluttering in the wind with the sleeves of the green shirt, and he was happy and at ease.

"drive!"

There was a scolding sound from afar.

Long Peng felt a little puzzled, followed the prestige, and saw a strong black horse running from the side road.

There was a woman in black on the horse.

Long Peng felt that she was very familiar with her attire, but when he saw that the horse was missing an ear, he realized that it was the woman he had seen that day.

"It's you?"

Mu Wanqing spoke first, looked Long Peng up and down for a while, then smiled abruptly, "Look at you, what's wrong, you're disguised as a girl avoiding enemies?"

Long Peng's face was slightly dark.

I wondered if I should find some horizontal martial arts such as "Golden Bell Cover" and "Iron Cloth Shirt" to practice.

But when he thought about his face with such a face, but his lower body was muscular, he couldn't help shivering.

Just as Long Peng was about to ask, he caught a glimpse of Mu Wanqing drawing half of the dagger from his hand, half-closed his phoenix eyes, and his expression turned cold.

"What, you still want to kill me."

Mu Wanqing's fingers holding the sword turned slightly white, as if hesitating, and did not speak for a long while.

"Ha ha…"

Long Peng shook his head with a smile, "Last time you were merciful and didn't kill anyone, I accept your favor."

"But it's impossible for me to give you my life directly."

Mu Wanqing couldn't help asking, "What do you mean?"

"Don't worry, just listen to me."

Long Peng raised his hand and continued, "I'll give you three chances to kill me. If you do it during this period, I won't hold you accountable."

"How about it, do you want to do it now?"

"You are too arrogant, look down on me like this!!"

The anger in Mu Wanqing's chest surged up, she jumped up lightly, and pointed out with a sword.

Long Peng frowned slightly, dodged his shoulders slightly, stretched out his hand to hold Mu Wanqing's right vein gate, and grabbed Mu Wanqing with a move of "Golden Silk Wrist Wrist", pressed it on the horse's back, and took off the weapon.

"Girl, if you don't want to kill Long, then don't do it. If you want to kill, you should be more aggressive. Hesitating and procrastinating makes it difficult for me to tell what you mean."

"Dengtuzi, let me go!"

Hearing this address again, Long Peng felt a little impatient, grabbed Mu Wanqing and threw him back.

"A certain surname is Long, and also surnamed Lin, but it's not Dengtuzi, girl, don't shout, otherwise people will hear it and think I have done something to you, which is not good."

"I have something to do now, so I will not accompany you."

Staring at Long Peng's disappearing back, Mu Wanqing's eyes were complicated.

"wrong."

"The direction of this disciple is the Valley of Myriad Tribulations. Where is he going?"

Mu Wanqing hesitated for a while, and chased after him on horseback.

What Long Peng rides is a short-legged horse from southern Yunnan, which has excellent endurance, but if it is compared with Mu Wanqing's "Black Rose", which is one in a thousand, it is not as bad as 01:30.

In just a moment, she saw Long Peng who was going ahead.

And this time.

Long Peng was looking suspiciously at the several people blocking the way ahead.

"stop!"

Long Peng slowed down and said calmly, "What do you guys mean?"

I saw a woman in her thirties, holding an iron staff, took a step forward, "Can you see a woman in black?"

Long Peng opened his eyes and said nonsense, his expression didn't see the slightest wave, "I haven't seen it."

The woman holding the staff narrowed her eyes when she heard the words.

"In this case, please lend us this horse."

Long Peng's face darkened. I don't know why so many people miss their horses, but they don't have one?

"No loan."

"It's up to you!"

choke-

With the dragon's chant from the sword, Long Peng made the first move, exerting force on his toes, and leaped ten feet high into the air.

A style of swordsmanship that descended from the sky was used, and a sharp sword energy was released.

"not good!"

The woman holding the stick was shocked, and hurried to resist with her stick.

……

huh~~

The wind moves the leaves.

The dragon, pendant and crane stood like a peak, not moving, until the internal force that had just been sucked in was pressed to a corner of the dantian, and then indifferently withdrew the long sword,
Mu Wanqing who just arrived opened her mouth with a delicate expression, "You...you killed them all?"

"Keep half alive."

Long Peng got on his horse and asked, "Why are you following me?"

"This road doesn't belong to your house, it's really self-indulgent."

"what ever."

Long Peng replied, and was on his way, but after a while, he felt a gust of fragrant wind passing by, and he looked intently, it was Mu Wanqing in black horse and black clothes.

"Dengtuzi, why are you following me?"

Relying on horsepower, Mu Wanqing ran ahead, yelled as if angry, and walked away.

"childish."

Long Peng galloped on the road, but Mu Wanqing didn't know if it was intentional or not, and kept walking in front, neither fast nor slow, just enough for Long Peng to see and not catch up, making him speechless for a while.

evening.

The Valley of Myriad Tribulations, in front of the valley monument.

"Call..."

Long Peng stopped, his anger sank to his dantian, and he said loudly, "Zhong Wanchou, come out!!"

This Valley of Myriad Tribulations is hidden in the deep mountains and old forests, the entrance is very hidden, it is really not easy to find.

It took Long Peng two or three days to arrest several people in the underworld before he forced him to find out his location.

"who!"

Following a sound of rustling, a short and sturdy man appeared with a pair of large scissors.

The man's head was huge, his eyes were round and small, like two soybeans, his appearance was really unflattering.

"Are you Zhong Wanchou?"

"I don't change my name when I'm going, and I don't change my surname when I sit down, so it's the second son of Yue, who is 'vicious and evil'."

"Boy, are you here to trouble Zhong Wanchou's grandson?"

Long Peng nodded slightly, and put his hand on the long sword at his waist.

"Originally, grandpa, I'm very happy that you troubled Zhong Wanchou, but whoever called Lao Tzu's little mistress is his daughter, so you can go where you came from."

"Otherwise I will give your head to..."

brush--

Yue Laosan was talking with a smirk, when he suddenly saw a scarlet sword light picking at his pair of moves, he was shocked.

"Stinky boy!"

Swinging the crocodile scissors to swing the sword, Yue Laosan held the scissors with both hands, and slammed towards Long Peng's neck.

"Hahaha... cut off your head!!"

"A lot of strength."

Long Peng was a little surprised, he used his lightness kung fu to unload his force, blocked the scissors, and immediately filled the sword body with air, only heard the sound of "嗡—" stabbing, the sword body straightened, and stabbed at the big head of Yue Laosan .

Yue Laosan has been in the rivers and lakes for so many years. Although his strength is at the bottom of the first class, or even not in the first class, he is by no means mediocre. Naturally, his life will not be taken away easily. .

"It's okay."

Long Peng nodded slightly, and didn't expect to take down Yue Laosan with two or three moves, his expression gradually became focused.

The already fast swordsmanship has improved by two points.

……

"Fourth, let's see if the third is the match of this young gentleman."

The woman sitting on the big tree was holding a child, talking boredly, but seeing no one responding, she couldn't help but feel strange.

"Damn it, where did the old four go?"

(End of this chapter)