Death Sutra

Listening to the first chapter of the book "No Road Book", the old man was blindfolded.

"Split work? If you practice such a broken thing, you have to do it first? Who does it think you are? It is so overbearing."

"Always... just like this." Shangguanfei did not understand why the old man was surprised. "Jinpeng killer banned other internal strengths from the beginning."

"I know this." Wood old man was very impatient. While scratching his head, he paced back and forth and thought about the new situation in front of him. "I thought it was a small trick for you to scare the killer, but I didn't expect it to come."

"Hey, so the Dragon King has to get three things together."

The old man raised his head and looked at the fierce light. "Do you think I am as stupid as you?"

"No, no." Shangguan Fei hurriedly shook his head, thinking that the wild horse had endured for several years, and he did not know how long it would take.

"There is no sacred power and must be a mustard. One buddha and one yang, one Buddha, the opposite is true. It is normal for each other to be incompatible. Other internal powers are conflicting. At the very least, one is transforming another, and there is no need to disperse. Gong."

"No way." Shangguan Fei whispered, worried that the old man would lose interest in the three-in-one, and once again "exited the teacher."

"Going to his grandmother's eighteen legs, I am really stupid. I don't have much internal strength. I don't want to leave it at this time. What time is it? Haha, no magic is simply tailored for my current situation."

"Yes." Shangguanfei clapped his hands.

The old man frowned. "Is it too long to stay with you, I am stupid?"

"No, not. I was confused for a while... I didn't think of it for a while, I was not stupid at all, and I was not stupid. I used to let Dragon King and my sister be deceived."

"Is there something?"

Shangguanfei proudly told me how he killed the cousin Shangguan rain. "No one is prepared for me. You don't know how surprised they are."

That is the pinnacle of Shangguanfei's life, and now I still think about it.

Wood old man nodded with a thumbs up. "I said that you are a plastic material, but if others value you, are you not dumbfounded?"

Shangguan Bing suddenly sighed.

"Not too early. Go, let's practice killing."

"Ah." Shangguanfei’s voice trembled, and he was still more than half the index of killing ten people a day.

The nobility area is not free to dance with swords. Most of the artisan areas are also protected. Like the Longwang training, the old man chooses the folk area.

"Great timing, here is packed with Central Plains fools and Western domain idiots, just kill. No one cares." Looking at the densely packed tents in the night, the old man suddenly felt heartfelt. "I want to be my city in the past, I want to go where I want to go, whoever I want to clean up, do you know that feeling?"

Shangguanfei shook his head, and he was the most comfortable time in Shibao. He was also controlled by his parents and even his sister and cousin.

"That's like... It's like... God, the obstacles in the world are invisible in your eyes. Any walk, arbitrary destruction, more comfortable than the old Khan, he still has to think about how to increase his soldiers, I Just let 'reduce', you know, when I was young. I even slept the woman of the old Khan, but he didn't know, hehe." After laughing, it was a long sigh. "Hey. Going back, passing. Such as Sif."

Shangguanfei felt that the old man was bragging. As far as he knew, the devil had not dared to enter the Jinpeng Fort boundary. The woman who slept the old Khan did not dare to speak. Obviously, he was still away from his heart.

But he knows what the correct response is, surprise, joy, envy, sympathy, as long as these expressions are exposed, nothing can be said to win the favor of the old man.

The old man is really satisfied, patted the waist of Shangguanfei. "You are the hope of the future, let's do it."

"Now? Here?" Shangguan Fei was taken aback.

They are standing at a crossroads, surrounded by the rudimentary pubs that are open for business. There are many guests coming in and out, mostly with knives, full of Zhongyuan dialect and Western language nonsense.

"Would we like to find a place where there are few people?" It is a bit of a blatant killing, which is beyond the scope of Shangguanfei.

"Say you stupid, you are still stupid, the more people there are, the more attention is not paid to the fight and killing. You see, there is no one to quarrel there? They all pull the knife and no one cares."

In the distance, there are indeed two big men who are facing each other under the light, but they just move their mouths, and there are several relatives and friends standing around them, cheering and cheering. It looks like they will not move the knife tomorrow morning. Pedestrians turn a blind eye, as if it was a poor puppet show, not worth seeing.

"Who should I kill?" Shangguan said in a hurry.

"Who wants to kill who kills, see who is not pleasing to the eye and give him a punch, it is not good, close your eyes and go forward, which is which."

Shangguanfei has no such guts to look at, and looks around for a suitable prey. First, he excludes tall and sullen people, bows his head and glances at the old man, and turns all the people who are short and partial and confident. Ignore it, even then, there is still a lot of room for choice.

"This line." Shangguan Fei whispered.

It was a teenager, dirty, thin and tired, like a beggar, only a knife in the belt, indicating that he is also a knife.

"You will really pick people, hurry up and wait a little longer, and he may have to fall to the ground."

"I am not twenty years old." Shangguan Fei whispered, took out the black cloth, and skillfully covered his face.

"What are you doing?" Wood old man looked up in amazement.

"I can't let others recognize it. I have participated in the Warriors competition, a little... famous."

The old man snorted disdainfully, suddenly raising his voice, like a bully who forced the debt, shouted: "Shangguanfei! Shangguanfei!"

Shangguan Fei was shocked and hurriedly bent down to block the old man's mouth, nervously looking around, but fortunately, his name did not cause commotion, the guests coming out of the pub went straight to the goal - the next pub, did not care about anything at all The man yells.

Shangguan Fei breathed a sigh of relief, only to find that the old man was struggling in his own hands. Looking down, his palm not only blocked his mouth, but also covered his nose, and he apologized.

The old man's face was red, and he gasped with a big mouth. The fire of the country of Xiangji burned a small half of the power. The torture of the old Yuqing and the half of the remaining skill was abolished. Now he can't even push Shangguanfei." I haven't crossed the river and want to take the bridge. Kid. You have kind."

"Sorry, I didn't mean it."

"Less nonsense, hurry up, at your speed, kill seven people for one night."

"Yes, why don't people here know me? Didn't they watch the competition for these two days?"

"The Warriors contest is the game of the princes. The audience are the northern court herders. These people are foreign swordsmen and participate in ordinary competitions. Who cares about you?"

Shangguanfei was both pleased and disappointed, biting his teeth. "Well, I am not masked, so I will start."

A similar teenage knife has long since disappeared, and Shangguanfei has to re-find the target.

The old man waited impatiently, squatting around, and reached out and pushed it on Shangguanfei’s buttocks.

Here is the sensitive area of ​​Shangguanfei. He seems to have accidentally sat on the brazier. He waited for the old man to make a contribution and the man had already smashed out.

Three strong men who were struggling to walk side by side. This is the goal that Wood Man chose for him.

The beard and the beard clasped Shangguanfei’s shoulders with both hands and asked, "What are you doing?"

"He wants to take advantage of you." The red-faced man who was not hit was snarled.

"Beware that he steals your things." Another black-faced man said.

"Sorry, the sole of the foot slipped." Shangguan Fei hurriedly apologized, not to say that the game was punched, and even the body was scared.

"Do you know who I am?" The anger of the beard has not diminished, and the hands are forced, the tone is more fierce.

Shangguan Fei shook his head. The confidence built on the Warriors' contest in the past two days has disappeared.

"The girl confessed!" The black-faced man shouted and spit out a strong alcohol.

"Let him drill his pants." The red-faced Han also squirted the same alcohol. "The little white face looks very pretty, and the big brother simply took him away. Haha."

The beard and his beard let go of his hand. "You are lucky. Today, I am in a good mood. I have ten heads and lose one hundred and two silver. I will let you go."

Shangguan Fei laboriously swallowed the bitter saliva in his mouth and turned his head and glanced at the old man.

The old man’s look is more fierce than the three big men, and he keeps gesturing. He wants him to punch immediately.

"I..." Shangguanfei’s mind was awkward. There were no servants and killers behind him. He felt that he was not emboldened. The following words were succinct and even he was surprised. "I am in a good mood today." I have a hundred heads, one hundred slaps from the fan, and one thousand two silver, I will let you one horse."

The three big men looked at the little white face who spoke like a schoolchild with the same text, first surprised, then laughed, and finally reached for the knife.

Shangguanfei has a beard in the boxing ring. With the huge body flying out, there is also a part of his heart's fear. It is too easy, unexpectedly easy, and the big man is not as strong as the second-rate master on the field.

The beard fell to the ground, and a large blood hole was exposed between the chest and abdomen, and the body was almost broken into two pieces.

"It’s not right, Yang Jin is used too much, but Yin is not enough, and another punch.” Wood old man is not satisfied.

The view of the red face and the black face is the opposite of this, with a mouth open and the knife in the hand falling to the ground.

"I am not familiar with him, I only met this morning." The red face took a step back.

"Hero, I have three children..." The black face quits two steps backwards.

Wood old man claimed that fighting and killing here would not receive any attention. Obviously, he made a mistake. After a while, a large group of people were surrounded. Almost every pub had a knife ran out, staring at the body on the ground, and his face was unpredictable.

Shangguanfei also stepped back, thinking that this is worse, the two fists are difficult to attack four hands, but the people here have forty hands.

"Western people?" asked a voice in the crowd.

Shangguan Fei nodded and wanted to say something, but the eyes of the blind man seemed to be blocked.

"Wu Gong is so good, let's kill people with us." Another voice said.

"Ah?" Shangguanfei was completely confused.

"The combination of the Central Plains and the Western Regions, the more people killed, the more rewards."

Shangguan Fei hesitated and hesitated, and the old man suddenly jumped up and shouted: "Dry!"

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