Sword Qi of the heavens

Chapter 45
"Hehe, at this moment, what else can you pretend to be?"

"Every sentence I said is true. Which one is made up? Li Changlan, you are cruel, insidious and cunning, I have personally experienced it!"

Seeing that Li Changlan still wanted to defend himself, Hong Qigong was furious.

Li Changlan shook his head and said, "I am not Huang Yaoshi's apprentice."

Hong Qigong was taken aback suddenly.

He stared closely at Li Changlan's face, Li Changlan's expression didn't look like a fake, but Li Changlan's authentic Taohua Island martial arts was not watery, how could it be so?

A short moment passed.

Hong Qigong suddenly thought of something, and looked at Huang Rong for proof.

Huang Rong leaned against Li Changlan, hugged Li Changlan's arm, looked at Hong Qigong proudly and said, "Qigong, you guessed right, I taught him all of Li Changlan's martial arts, of course he is not my father's." Apprentice, what can he not learn from the Nine Yin Manual?"

"Don't say it's in Mei Ruohua's hands. As long as I just say a word, she will obediently hand over the Nine Yin Manual. If Li Changlan is interested in the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon, I am willing to do everything possible to help him." Made it."

Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?
Hong Qigong was startled, and finally showed a little panic.

"Guo Jing, did you teach Li Changlan the Eighteenth Subduing Dragon?!"

Hong Qigong gasped for breath and widened his eyes, afraid of getting the answer he was least willing to accept.

"I didn't teach Brother Changlan, and he and Sister Rong'er didn't ask me to learn the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms at all."

Guo Jing shook his head and told the truth.

Hong Qigong knew that Guo Jing would not deceive him, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

However, when he heard that Li Changlan didn't even ask about the martial arts he was most proud of, and that the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon seemed to be completely inferior to the many martial arts in Peach Blossom Island, an indescribable loss flashed in his heart.

Li Changlan seemed to be immersed in Hong Qigong's evaluation of him before.

"It doesn't matter what kind of person I am, but do you know what kind of person you are in my eyes?"

"My old beggar, Huazi, is judged by people all over the world!" Hong Qigong said disdainfully.

"I have seen many great heroes, great benevolent people, and martial arts masters who are repeatedly praised by others, but they are treacherous and despicable villains in private. generation."

Li Changlan looked at Hong Qigong calmly, and told his opinion.

"You may have a clear conscience, but I don't think you have a clear conscience."

"Just because you let Liang Ziweng and Ouyang Ke go is enough to make me doubt your so-called chivalry. The reason why you, an old beggar, don't care about such things is because you never put yourself in the role of the victim. .”

"I know, you don't want to believe my words, and you don't want to listen to them."

"Why don't you ask the two women, Mu Nianci and Rong'er, whether they think Ouyang Ke should be killed?"

Hong Qigong turned his head to look at Mu Nianci and Huang Rong.

"I'm sorry, Qigong, I think Ouyang Ke should be killed."

Mu Nianci hesitated a little, but chose to give his true thoughts.

"Nian Chi is right. Ouyang Ke should not only be killed, he should be hacked to death, lest such thieves continue to come out to harm girls from good families!"

Huang Rong's words were even more ruthless, and she had no intention of tolerating the thieves who persecuted women.

Hong Qigong's expression turned ugly.

Li Changlan didn't give Hong Qigong time to think, and continued: "Hong Qigong, let me evaluate you. Simply put, eight words are enough."

"What word?" Hong Qigong asked with narrowed eyes.

"He is both righteous, but lacks small details." Li Changlan said word by word.

"Although since ancient times, people often like to say that those who make big things don't care about small things, but what is closely connected with most ordinary people is often the things that you masters of the rivers and lakes don't care much about."

"Guo Jing, let me ask you, what is taking without telling?"

Guo Jing heard Li Changlan's question, his eyes lit up, and he said repeatedly: "I know this, taking without telling is a thief. When a thief wanted to steal my little red horse before, my master Ke Zhen'e said this words."

Li Changlan nodded and said: "That's right, Hong Qigong, if you don't ask our opinions, stealing beggar chickens is such an act."

Hong Qigong retorted: "I never eat other people's food for free, I can exchange it with golden darts."

Li Changlan laughed lightly, and joked, "Of course, it seems that the exchanger seems to have taken advantage, but in the end, you are just relying on your strength and strength, which is far superior to others, and you are buying and selling strong."

"After all, you eat everything you eat. It's always good to have some compensation."

"Some people even hope that this kind of opportunity will come a few more times, but if you meet one or two stubborn people who are unwilling to compromise and ask you to pay for your life, I think you will definitely refuse."

Finish talking.

Li Changlan pointed in the direction of Hong Qigong's severed arm not far away.

"You once missed a major event because of gluttony, so you cut off your own finger as a warning, but in my opinion, your problem has not changed much until now."

"Not long ago, you were greedy for food, and you were attracted by the delicacies made by Rong'er, so you taught her a leisurely excursion, and then you casually beat your disciples of the Beggar Sect to make great achievements, maybe you can learn one palm of martial arts, teach Give Guo Jing fifteen palms."

"It even includes that you often go to the palace to steal delicious food from the imperial dining room. You spend most of your time eating, drinking and having fun, and you disappear at every turn. The conflict between the clean clothes faction and the dirty clothes faction is even more ignored, and you take turns every year to fight with the mud. Don't worry about the little things."

"But it's not a trivial matter for you to kill innocent people indiscriminately, right?"

Hong Qigong thought he could control his emotions well.

But when he heard that Li Changlan slandered him for killing innocent people, he couldn't bear it anymore, raised his remaining left hand, pointed at Li Changlan, and yelled loudly.

"Li Changlan, you are talking nonsense!"

"Old beggar, I have killed 230 people in my life. All of these 230 people are villains. If they are not corrupt officials, local tyrants and tyrants, they are big treacherous and vicious people who are unjust and unlucky."

"Our gang of beggars have checked clearly and the evidence is solid. One person checked and two people checked again. There is no wrongdoing. This is why the old beggar killed him. The old beggar was gluttonous. Killed a good man!"

"If I didn't miss you today, you would be the 230th person!"

Li Changlan looked at the unstoppable anger in Hong Qigong's eyes with a calm expression.

He glanced at Hong Qigong, and said: "I heard clearly just now, what you said should not be clear from your investigation, but from your gang of beggars."

"Hong Qigong, although you are the leader of the Beggar Gang, you have never cared about the specific internal affairs of the Beggar Gang, and you are too lazy to spend time and energy dealing with them in detail. I think you can't even recognize most of the high-level elders in the Beggar Gang. ?”

"In this case, how do you ensure that no one inside just takes advantage of your lazy personality and uses you as a knife to get rid of some wronged people?"

"None of them dared to lie to me!" Hong Qigong said angrily.

"Why? Just because you can kill them in a fit of anger? Have you ever thought that maybe it is because you are blindly confident that they won't lie to you, that they take advantage of this in turn?" Li Changlan asked back.

"Nonsense! Do you have evidence?!" Hong Qigong's eyes were red, and his voice was almost roaring.

"Hong Qigong, I knew you were not convinced. Of course I have evidence." Li Changlan looked calm, as if he had been prepared.

After exporting this sentence.

Hong Qigong could no longer control his emotions.

(End of this chapter)