Death Sutra

On the same night, the same heavy rain stirred up the indignation in the hearts of another young swordsman. He walked out of the tent, squatting and slamming the water, and went to the front of the other tent door. When it was about to open, the rain stopped.

Liu Fangsheng can't swallow the bad breath in his heart.

"Deng Yuanlei, come out and talk."

It is this seemingly intimate brother who not only escaped in a critical moment, but also turned to the fake head, and Liu Qingying could not bear it, but Liu Fangsheng could not.

Deng Yuanlei smashed the curtain and saw that he did not sleep. His clothes were neat, his left hand was holding a scabbard, his face was smiling, and he looked up at the sky. "The younger brother will not pick the time, wait a little longer, you will not drench." It’s wet.”

"Let's find a place where no one is talking." Liu Fangsheng suppressed the anger.

Deng Yuanlei zuoyou looked at it, "Wang Qingying let you come? We have already said it, before winning the head of the old sweat king..."

"It has nothing to do with my father. That agreement was reached between him and Lu Wei. I am personally blaming you."

"Oh, private grudges." Deng Yuan Lei took the lead and took the lead to go outside the camp.

Liu Fangsheng strode up and walked side by side with him.

Three Qingcheng disciples were on the whistle, and Liu Fangsheng asked casually: "Is the Dragon King's army left?"

"Just go." A disciple replied that the Qingcheng faction camp was not far from the sect, and by the bright moonlight after the rain, it was vaguely visible to the opposite side, and even the hooves of the Dragon King army could be heard.

"Well, let's ask the situation." Liu Fangsheng is still very casual, so Qingcheng disciples will not doubt his purpose, and will not report to the head Liu Qingyi.

Deng Yuanlei looked at his younger brother with great interest. After walking out of the road, he said: "The younger brother has also begun to have rivers and lakes jingyàn."

"The biggest jingyàn is a traitor who doesn't believe in a knife."

The two bypassed a hill and avoided the sight of several nearby camps.

Deng Yuanlei put away a smile, "I owe you an explanation."

"Is there a need to explain the greed for fear of death, the sorrow for glory?"

Deng Yuanlei slightly grinned. The path goes on, "These eight words are suitable for me, but it is not your father who betrayed. Five years ago, Qingcheng’s head was named Lu Buxing Liu. Before the death of his predecessor, Lu Zhangmen passed to the eldest son. You Father Liu Qingxuan was designated as an orphan, but what did he do? He became the head of the army. The two sons who ousted the head of Lu Zhangmen, no one in the Qingcheng faction dared to put a word, just what you said, 'greed is afraid of death. The traitor seeks glory."

"My father is on the head with strength."

"Of course, but the strengths are compared. The two sons of Lu Zhangmen have not yet completed the practice of the door. They dare not participate in the competition. They can only leave the Qingcheng River. Now, the wind and water are turning. 'Strength' occurs. Changed."

Liu Fangsheng pulled out the sword. "It’s all sophistry, pull the sword."

"Oh, five years now, the squatter has already stabilized, and I believe that I should be the head."

There are still a lot of rivers and lakes jingyàn that need to learn from Liu Yusheng. He first pulled out the long sword, but he did not grab the opportunity.

Deng Yuanlei brushed a few swords. In an instant, it has already gained the upper hand, forcing Liu Fangsheng to step back. I can even talk about it. "Teacher, there is something that has not been very interesting to tell you. Your swordsmanship is too bad. The real trick is actually the word "the son of the head", shouting loudly. The city disciple came to save you."

Liu Fangsheng clenched his teeth and knew that the other party was trying to make a radical move. He couldn’t help but be angry. The move was even more unlawful, as if he had proved that "the sword is too bad." I found that the gap between myself and my brother was so great that he was even more shy.

Deng Yuanlei secretly sneered, this young teacher is not a sword, but jingyàn and mentality, he began to consider how to end, I feel that killing the head of the head will be a good choice.

But he suddenly saw a standing figure nearby, immediately forced his opponent and jumped to the side.

Liu released the life until then when he discovered the arrival of the third party, and he said: "Dragon King!"

Gu Shen observed for a while, "Don't be fooled by your brother, your sword is not bad at all."

Liu Fangsheng blushed, and the Dragon King’s age is similar to his own, but his speech is much more mature.

Deng Yuanlei sneered, "Is the Dragon King planning to compete in advance?"

"I will not lose with my men, but you will continue."

Deng Yuanlei had suffered bitterly and did not trust the Dragon King at all. He said to Liu Fangsheng: "Teacher, I think we should stop first. The Dragon King has a lot of means, and beware of his fishermen's profit."

"No, it’s not a big win tonight."

Deng Yuanlei regretted that his radical method was too successful, and the younger brother could not distinguish between priorities.

The two men fight together again, the situation is very different, Deng Yuanlei heart, the Dragon King turned a look, moved his fingers, let him suspect that there is a drug attack, so the beamed hands, but fell to the bottom.

Liu Fangsheng has no scruples, and his confidence has gradually recovered.

The swordsmanship of both of them is very fast, and is similar to Liu Yuanzhang's style. It is completely different from Lu Wei. Gu Shen is more and more confused when he looks at it. Lu Wei’s sword is obviously not Qingcheng. Where did he learn from?

Deng Yuanlei knows that he can't go on with his heart and soul. This will only make himself lose even worse. As long as the Dragon King does not intervene, he still has the opportunity to defeat the younger brother.

Compared with the younger brother, Deng Yuanlei is the most dominant jingyàn. He cleverly sells a flaw, his foot slips, like standing unsteadily, and it leads to the release of Liu Liusheng. Next, he will hand over the left hand and never imagine from the younger brother. The place stabbed.

As long as the Dragon King did not intervene, Deng Yuanlei deliberately chose a wèizhi to face the Dragon King.

The Dragon King did not move, and did not even remind him. Deng Yuanlei felt that things were not right. The sword was handed to the left hand, but he could not make a move.

He really fell, lying in the water, watching the younger sword of the younger brother stab him to his chest.

When the sword entered the inch, Liu released the student and stopped. "Not everyone is as mean and shameless as you are."

Liu Fangsheng collected the sword.

Gu Shenwei sighed secretly. He was too strange to the Zhongyuan people. He intended to let Liu Fangsheng kill Deng Yuanlei, gain trust and then take intelligence. Now he can only change the method.

Liu Fangsheng only felt a numb in his legs, and subconsciously reached out to shoot, but his body was involuntarily soft, and his back was numb. Understand that I was recruited, and then fainted.

The old man turned and asked: "Do you really kill?"

"Not killing for the time being."

The dog and Fan used to come out from the grass farther away, and the look of the Westerners was not enough. The drug and the sneak attack were all used, making them feel blushing.

"He is the only child of Qingcheng's head. Do not kill it." The dog slaughtered for the willow.

"Take him aside, don't let people go." Gu Shenwei walked over to Deng Yuanlei and looked down.

Fan used the big holding Liu to let go, the dog slaughtered for a while and followed the teacher, he had a hunch, the Dragon King has more unsatisfactory means to use, he still does not see the heart is not good, this Deng Yuanlei is not worth it protection.

Deng Yuanlei's clothes were soaked in rain and barely supported the upper body. "The ship was overturned in the gutter. I actually got the drug of the Dragon King twice."

"There are still a lot of drugs. If there is any chance to do it again in the future, it depends on your performance."

The old man’s eyes were beaming and whispered: “Be brave, you can’t kill, don’t give in.”

The crumpled face was so close, Deng Yuanlei thought it was like a huge insect. I couldn’t help but scream, and immediately said: "I don’t have any complaints with the Dragon King. There is no need to be right."

The old man was disappointed to walk a few steps.

"You and Lu Wei have already planned to win the position of the head?" Gu Shen first tried from a simple question.

Like a well-prepared student, Deng Yuanlei responded quickly and concisely to the question of Mr. Jiao, and even had a little confidence. "I have been in contact with Lu Zhangmen. I have been waiting for this for a long time. I was planning to be at the last moment. Only show the position, because the Dragon King... ahead of time."

"Where is Lu Wei’s sword?"

"I understand the meaning of the Dragon King. The sword of Lu Zhangmen is very strange. Is it true that I am very surprised to tell the truth? Lu Zhangmen has no place in the past few years. He only voted in Luojiazhuang a year ago. As far as I know, there is no Also worship Master."

"Does the Locke teach the sword?"

"Luo Jia? There should be no, the sword method of Lu Zhangmen is not the same as the Luo family. Hey, it is also possible that Luo Jiazhu loves to collect the martial arts of various factions, and may give some secrets to Lu Zhangmen."

Gu Shenwei stared at him and lifted his foot on his chest. "If you want to lie, you should think about the content in advance."

What Deng Yuanlei saw was just a black shadow. This is the third time he has folded in the hands of the Dragon King. The last point of self-esteem in his heart has disappeared. "Don't, I said, Lu Zhangmen did come from Luo Jiaxue." The law also said that he would be taught to me after winning the position of the head. He said that this set of swords and swords is not practiced by himself, but he wants to see the effect, so he is taught to him."

"The name of the sword law?"

"I really don't know." Deng Yuanlei suddenly remembered something. "That woman, I can hand over the woman."

Gu Shenwei moved, very strange, the female slave mentioned by the old Khan, he was curious and indifferent, and did not even send someone to investigate where she was hiding.

"Where is she?"

"In the camp, Lu Zhangmen sent two people to guard day and night, ordered to kill her when there was a sign of robbing people. I can take the Dragon King and they will not doubt me."

"Open your mouth."

Gu Shenwei threw two medicinal herbs into Deng Yuanlei's mouth. "One antidote, one poison, you know what to do."

The drug in Deng Yuanlei slowly got rid of it and got up from the water. "I know, Dragon King... How do you plan to get in?"

"You don't care, your task is to solve the two guards."

"The fifth tent in Western Digital." Deng Yuanlei reported wèizhi, first returning to the camp.

Gu Shenwei did not call the dog and the fan, but only the old man from the other side sneaked into the camp.

The old man in the wooden old man found that there was no abnormality. Gu Shenwei went in and the two guards had fallen to the ground. Deng Yuanlei was standing next to a figure and said quietly: "It is her."

Gu Shenwei held the knife and just walked to the middle of the tent. The foot suddenly fell loose and fell down. At the same time, Deng Yuanlei and the figure shot at the same time to prevent the Dragon King from jumping.

The old man was hesitant and jumped down. This was the first time he had saved his life in his life, so he fell into a trap with the Dragon King.

This camp has just been built a few days ago. It used to be an important area of ​​Long Ting. The people in the camp either sleep or wake up. It is normal. Gu Shen is trying every step of the test. No one can think of it. There is a dungeon and complex institution that has been in business for many years.

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