I have many teachers

Chapter 39
Xia Houxuan waited in Liu Wuqiu's house for a while, because of the poison, he couldn't do anything, he could only look at Huangfuxiong, who was unconscious like a dead pig, and grinned unhappily.

If he hadn't been poisoned now, he would really want to kill him now.

I was worried and frightened, but this guy was fine, and slept more comfortably than anyone else.

At this moment, a rustling sound came from outside, Xia Houxuan's expression was slightly severe, and he heard a low voice: "It's me, Wang Anfeng."

With a soft creak, the wooden door was carefully pushed open, and Wang Anfeng, who had just left not long ago, stepped in. Xia Houxuan frowned slightly, and said softly, "Why are you back? The guards outside are heavily guarded?"

"Do not……"

Wang Anfeng shook his head, and explained what he was thinking just now to Xia Houxuan. The latter's eyes lighted up slightly, and he said in a low voice, "Bring me that wine!"

Wang Anfeng unsealed the altar of wine, Xia Houxuan stood up reluctantly, dipped his fingers in some of the wine, his eyes lighted up slightly, and said:

"You can't go wrong, this is it!"

Wang Anfeng also heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and his back was already covered with cold sweat. After solving the matter, he showed a strong curiosity about Liu Wuqiu.

He left behind the antidote, obviously not wanting to really hurt the children of those aristocratic families, but where the antidote is written in code words, does he not want anyone to know?It could only be that he didn't want the people in the Four Elephant Pavilion to know.

In other words, there should be many people from Sixiang Pavilion around him.

An avenger must hide himself well.

Then the 'Liu Wuqiu' he saw, greedy for money, lustful, and in love with power, is it really Liu Wuqiu?
For some reason, he suddenly thought of the first opponent he fought with. He fought against the enemy purely with foreign boxing skills, hiding the truth that he was also good at lightness kung fu, and in order to win the third game, he spent two games talking about it. This story makes me think that he will not do light work.

The rumors that Liu Wuqiu is a coward, a pervert, greedy for money and lust have lasted for six to seventy years.

So... is this the game he has spent 60 years laying out?
Wang Anfeng was startled suddenly, his scalp was a little numb, the old man who seemed to be so obvious was cast a shadow at this moment, and he couldn't see it clearly at all. Xia Houxuan took the medicinal wine, coughed twice, and said:
"You see it too?"

Mr. Xiahou had a complicated expression on his face, and said softly: "How can a person who has lived to be 80 years old understand the truth that we understand?"

"He's afraid that others will think he doesn't understand."

"The chess game has nineteen lines horizontally and vertically, a total of 360 points, and nine star positions. You and I are in this game of Tianyuan at this time. Unfortunately, you and I are not chess players, but bait."

Wang Anfeng was silent, and put his palm on the window.

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Liu Wuqiu was dressed in extravagant clothes, and stood respectfully beside another middle-aged man. The night wind was a bit cold, and Liu Wuqiu's pale hair was a little disheveled. When he looked down, it was pitch black. It's like the winter when I was 15 years old.

The clothes at that time were not as good as they are now, but they were thick, but they were still cold, the kind of cold that oozes from the bottom of his heart, so he always wore much more clothes than ordinary people.

"Wuqiu, you messed up this time."

The man in black robe spoke, his voice was as loud as a bell, shattering Liu Wuqiu's ecstatic dream.

"The last time the Pavilion Master ordered us to act was already 68 years ago. At that time, the world was still uncertain, and you had not joined the Pavilion. Our Pavilion has been lurking for a long time. You have made such a big mistake in your actions at this time."

"It was precisely because of the descendants of Xiahou Huangfu's family that I personally appeared and invited out that treasure, but you actually lost them."

The black-robed man is not as old as Liu Wuqiu. In the arena, older people are often respected. It is not because of force. It is comparable to the best martial arts cheats, but his words to Liu Wuqiu are full of disdain and scolding.

Such a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, greedy for money and fond of death, even he can't look down on him.

Liu Wuqiu bowed his waist, showing an old face, raised his eyebrows, and said flatteringly:
"Master Altar Master, this, this can't be blamed on the old man, he...Xiahou Mibao...the top-grade imperial armor..." On the mountain dome, the night wind was rushing, and Liu Wuqiu's face was full of shrinking and shivering. He couldn't hear it clearly, the black-robed man first heard about Xiahou's secret treasure, and what kind of high-grade qi-controlling armor, two or three points of greed arose in his heart, and he subconsciously approached for two points, frowned and said:

"Liu Wuqiu, are you too old to speak clearly?! Speak loudly!"

Liu Wuqiu shuddered, and raised his voice a little: "On the body of Mr. Xiahou, the treasure of the Xiahou family..."

Still trembling while speaking, the black-robed man felt impatient, and grabbed Liu Wuqiu, suddenly a cold light flashed, a sharp pain came from his wrist, and the tiger roared and threw the old man away fiercely, but It was already too late, Liu Wuqiu swung his arms in the air, bursts of cold light shot out, and the stars were brilliant in an instant, piercing through 37 large acupoints on the black-robed man's body in an instant, bleeding profusely, and the lord of the altar could not even scream. It didn't come out, and it fell straight down.

But Liu Wuqiu had already charged forward, and tore at the secret treasure. Its appearance was instantly shattered, but inside it was just an ordinary jade talisman. long and peaceful:
"It's hard for you. I have been a running dog for more than 60 years. I thought you had forgotten it, but after finding someone to make a fortune, I kept it."

"It seems that after more than 60 years, you still haven't been able to let go."

Amidst the words, an old man in green robes and wide robes came, stepping on the void. Although he was an old man, his complexion was ruddy without a single wrinkle. His white hair from the previous years had now turned black. Those who are not exceptionally talented and strong-willed are not allowed to enter. The right hand is turned over, revealing a bloody gossip, which is full of ominous air, and it makes me want to vomit.

Liu Wuqiu looked at him, the expression on his face gradually changed, the waist that had been bent for 68 years slowly straightened up, his white hair was dancing in the wind, looking at the bloody gossip, he said softly:
"It's a pity that I still couldn't hide it from you."

"Failed to break this fast jade."

The old man sighed, and said: "You have already lied to me. I never thought that someone would be able to act for the rest of his life, until his peers were dead and he still remembered the grudges he had when he was young. It's just that I am restless, so I'd better ask someone to settle it." A trigram."

"Ordinary people have cultivated for 70 years, but they can only enter the third rank. You have been stuck here for 12 years. The old man has already entered the third rank. You are not my opponent. If you go back, think about it because you have been honest all your life. I can forget what happened today. "

Liu Wuqiu shook his head, and drew out a long sword with his right hand, which was sharp and sharp. The blade lightly touched the ground, and said softly:

"But I can't forget."

I was an old friend back then, and I was the only one.

The stupid boy who couldn't even block a sword for others back then has gray hair, but how can he forget the appearance he met when he was a boy for the first time?

Liu Wuqiu stepped forward and started the final gallop with a long sword in his hand. The difference in cultivation level, after entering the third rank, ordinary hidden weapons are useless. Foreign warriors can already establish sects.

He has been bumpy in this river and lake for seven or eighty years, how could he not know that the victory or defeat has been decided?
But as far as Liu Wuqiu, who can't practice boxing well and is stupid and inflexible, he has no other choice.

Cheng Jun promises, this life will never forget.

After 68 years of spring and autumn, I finally saw this person, this jade again.

My unattainable dream is waiting to be realized in front of my eyes.

The old man in the green shirt sighed softly, his sleeves fluttered, and sword qi densely filled the void, just like a heavenly emperor opening an arsenal, representing the sword qi that was pure to the limit and fierce to the extreme cultivation level, scattered all over the place, under the cold light, But Liu Wuqiu recalled seeing the bright starry sky back then.

Right under the starry sky, he buried Mei Chuxue, arranged for Sister Qingli's parents, put all the money on the wooden table of Brother Wang's family, and helped that beautiful girl water her favorite flowers , and then bowed his knees, curbed his unruliness, and lived like a dog for 68 years. He was wearing clothes full of copper smell, sitting on the top of this catkin villa. If he misses her... just look at the bottom, look at that There used to be her Wangxian County.

It's been 68 years, it's time to go back...

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

Holding a long sword, Liu Wuqiu let out a long laugh at the opponent who could be called a master of a generation, and galloped forward calmly. Amidst the extremely sharp sound of piercing the air, waves of sword energy tore his body open one after another, blood flowed horizontally, but Compared with the pleasure of taking off the mask and facing the enemy directly, this pain is not worth mentioning at all!
For such a master, in the face of absolute strength, all tricks and calculations are useless. Holding the only long sword he can use at an angle, he gallops step by step. Suddenly, his body tilts, and the hamstring of his right leg has been severed, but he As if he didn't check, he still staggered forward, until the green shirt was in front, holding a long sword, and stabbing forward fiercely.

But the long sword on the opposite side was faster than him. A sharp sword aura above the sword finger of the old man's right hand pierced through Liu Wuqiu's abdomen, but he didn't seem to notice it. He raised his left arm, and the inside of his body With a sharp lift, a series of explosions sounded like shattered ice in spring. The sword energy entered the body even more, but he also took advantage of the situation and punched the old man's abdomen. .

Amid the terrified roar of that master, Liu Wuqiu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, like a young man's rebelliousness, his eyes were blurred, but he seemed to see the bright and majestic young girl again.

"Boy Liu, if I die here, what will you do..."

"I will avenge you."

"Puff, you are so stupid, what kind of revenge are you... You, you have to marry a good girl and live a good life..."

The girl's voice gradually weakened, and she slowly closed her eyes in his arms, bleeding all over her body, seeping into the white skirt, Mei Chuxue, plum like blood.When we met for the first time, he was the most inconspicuous and stupid boy with the worst skills. On the bank of the misty and rainy river, the corner of the girl's mouth was slightly raised, and she covered his head with the umbrella.

He never thought about it, just one glance filled his whole life.

The blood jade gossip shattered into powder, Liu Wuqiu's right arm was completely shattered, and his body was wounded by the sword energy, but he looked like a tiger and laughed aloud.

Chengjun promised, never forget in this life, in the spring and autumn of 68 years, he had nothing but revenge, it was for Liu Wuqiu.

With a long smile and a sword, go out and travel around.With ambition to swallow the universe, with a chivalrous bone and resistance to wind and frost, the world calls him a knight-errant. A long sword is as heavy as life, and life is lighter than a feather!
The moonlight fell on the atrium, and everything was silent, but there was the sound of a fierce tiger roaring suddenly, resounding between heaven and earth.

Mei Chuxue passed away 68 years ago, the stupidest and stupidest boy back then, the white-haired old man who lost his whole life, on this lonely peak, wearing a hundred wounds, with one punch, entered the third rank.

　The source of the poems is Song Hu Zhonggong's "Xia Ke", Song Wu Longhan's "Xia Ke Xing"

　　
　
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