Martial arts: The prodigal sword demon starts with his master Hongxue

"What's your name?" Ye Chen asked.

"Nangong Ling."

"Nangong Ling?" I always felt like I had heard this name somewhere.

Ye Chen thought sadly.

"I heard someone said that the Beggar Clan is in Jinan. I'll take you there." Ye Chen handed Kenan Gongling the bread.

Nangong Ling looked at Ye Chen happily, took the steamed bun in his hand, and took a few bites.

"Brother Ye Chen will eat too." After eating a few bites, Nangong Ling handed the gray steamed bun to Ye Chen.

The two of them ate and slept in the open, heading towards Jinan Mansion.

A month later.

Ye Chen and Nangong Ling begged all the way to Jinan Mansion, where the Beggar Gang is located.

In the ruined temple.

"We should be able to arrive at Beggar's Gang tomorrow." Ye Chen murmured to himself,

"Well, brother Ye Chen, this is a bun given to me by a kind sister in black. You can take it and eat it." Nangong Ling tightened the package in her hand and took out a bun from her arms.

"You've been holding this thing for a month, let me take a look." Ye Chen was a little curious about the package in Nangong Ling's hand.

"Well, since Brother Ye Chen wants to see it, I'll give it to you!" Nangong Ling handed the package to Ye Chen without even thinking.

After Ye Chen opened it.

There was a letter inside the red nanmu box, and the words written on the letter were very twisted.

"Ren Ci! I want nothing in this life but a defeat. After losing to you, I challenged Shaolin and was defeated by Master Tianfeng, the head of Shaolin. I don't have much time left. I am just this daughter. Although you and I are enemies, after all, my death is related to you. I hope you can take in my daughter, Tianfeng Jushirou."

Ye Chen remembered something.

I always feel that this content seems familiar.

Suddenly, the wind and rain came.

Wind blowing outside the window

Outside the ruined temple, a man and woman came.

The boy was wearing Japanese clothes and looked to be no more than ten years old.

Next to him is a beautiful woman dressed in white. She looks like she is about 20 years old. She is holding a scroll of calligraphy and painting in her hand.Ye Chen knew that he had never seen such a touching woman in his life.

Nangong Ling's face was filled with joy, "Brother! Mother!"

"...Mother, he seems to have seen something he shouldn't have seen." The young man whispered to his mother.

After hearing this, the woman smiled softly and walked towards Ye Chen.

Nangong Ling looked uneasy and stood in front of Ye Chen.

"It seems that Ling'er has been taking care of you these days. I thought that a useless person like her would not be able to join the Beggar Clan." The woman smiled slightly and looked at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen lowered his head and looked uneasy, the eyes of a devil.

"Don't hurt Brother Ye Chen." Nangong Ling's voice was filled with trembling.

"..." The woman looked at Nangong Ling expressionlessly. When she saw that Ye Chen didn't dare to look at her beautiful face, she said angrily: "Wuhua, give me a good beating for this loser and destroy him." Muscles and bones, clap your hands with Japan."

"Understood!" The person called Wuhua walked towards Ye Chen.

Pain strikes.

When I woke up again, the building was empty.

"So this is Jianghu?" Ye Chen looked up at the empty temples around him, as well as the dumplings left by Nangong Ling that fell aside, and took a hard bite.

The pain all over the body is excruciating.

No flowers?

Shi Guanyin?

When you open your eyes again.

Time returns to reality.

"I'm happy to see you're okay." Li Hongxiu looked at Ye Chen with a nostalgic look.

Ye Chen had an expressionless face and turned around slowly. He thought of Wuhua and Shi Guanyin ten years ago, and a chill flashed in his eyes.

"I just met a friend who was very good to me. A martial arts waste like me can be brought back to life by him." Ye Chen gathered his inner strength in his palm and struck out with one palm. Purple heaven and earth yin and yang of great compassion gathered on his palm. The flame of inner strength

The carriage with the poppies was ablaze.

Li Hongxiu looked at the blazing flames with a bit of sadness in her eyes, "I'm sorry..."

"If nothing's wrong, I'll go back first and see you again if we have the chance." Ye Chen said, carrying the unconscious Yan Qi on his back.

"I'm so hungry, roast chicken, roast chicken! Gu Gu Gu Gu." Yan Qi's mouth was drooling.Lying on Ye Chen's back, clinging to Ye Chen like an octopus. ,

Li Hongxiu laughed out loud, looked at the scene in front of him with envy, and said softly: "Brother Ye Chen, won't you treat me to a drink?"

"You are not angry even if I burn these goods. You do regard me as a friend. Let's go.

"That's great." Li Hongxiu murmured to himself. When he looked at Yan Qi, he suddenly remembered the scene when Ye Chen carried him on his back when he was a child, and a touch of warmth flashed through his heart.

Chapter 5 The knife before parting

The empty mountain road was deserted, and the poppies burning on the carriage had been burned to ashes.

After half an hour.

A figure in black clothes descended from the sky, with a Japanese-style sword hanging on his waist. "I asked why the goods came so slowly today. It was obviously the last one, but Li Hongxiu was missing? Could something have happened? Something happened?"

The man in black was thinking, looking up at the surrounding terrain and environment.

The whole person formed seals with both hands, actually using ninjutsu, and headed towards the direction of Fugui Villa in the distance, as if drilling into the ground.

Of course, the man in black should probably be lucky that he went to Fugui Villa.

In front of the thatched cottage.

A swordsman was chopping firewood with his head lowered.

In the small town of the mountain city, Ye Chen bought the best food and the best wine. Li Hongxiu put his hands behind his back and walked side by side with him. The guards and people in the yamen in the surrounding city treated him with great respect.

Yan Qi held the wine and looked at Ye Chen excitedly, "Now we can have a big drink!! Ye Chen! I am determined to be your friend." After saying that, Yan Qi glanced at Ye Chen in fear. Li Hongxiu next to her.

Li Hongxiu just looked at Ye Chen and Yan Qi with a smile, "You don't have to worry about me, buy more, I just won't get drunk tonight! I haven't drank for a long time."

"Gang Leader Li, I will not publicize what happened today." Yan Qi said in a low voice.

Li Hongxiu smiled and said nothing. She knew that Yan Qi was a smart person. Of course, she did not want to kill Yan Qi because Yan Qi was Ye Chen's friend, and Ye Chen was also his friend Li Hongxiu.

As the sun set, after a whole day of exploring the mountain city, Ye Chen bought a white horse, some food, and endless amounts of wine, and hung them on the white horse.

"Yan Qi, go and call your friends from Fugui Villa!" Ye Chen said to Yan Qi at the intersection.

"No problem!" Yan Qi was so happy that he didn't show any sign of it. He flashed and flew to the top of the mountain.

"What an amazing light kung fu, a magical power that has been lost for many years?" Li Hongxiu looked at Yan Qi in horror, and Yan Qi's figure was like smoke.

...Ye Chen secretly found it funny. Although Yan Qi was not very good at martial arts, after all, his father was the martial arts thief Nangong Chou, so his Qinggong was definitely not bad.

In front of a dilapidated hut.

Fu Hongxue was sitting under the sunset, looking up into the distance, closing her eyes.

"What are you thinking about?" A young man's childish voice sounded.

Fu Hongxue opened his eyes, "I was thinking about the people and things in the past." He glanced at the dog beating stick on Li Hongxiu's waist.

"..." Li Hongxiu was also observing Fu Hongxue. This man in his 40s had a sense of vicissitudes of life on his face that did not belong to his age. He had a lot of beard but was not ugly at all. On the contrary, his eyes were deep. The place is full of coldness and loneliness. ,

pale hands.

"People will always miss the good things in the past. Whether it's sad or beautiful, it's all an experience, isn't it?" Ye Chen put the food on the table.

The night was dark.

Yan Qi and his friends also came.

Guo Dalu looked honest and honest, and was giggling, "There is something to eat! I said Yan Qi, why did you take us to the haunted house?"

"Haunted house?" Wang Dong and Lin Taiping looked at each other. They were both smart people, and they could see the bonfire burning in front of the thatched house in the distance at a glance.

Li Hongxiu lowered her head and helped cook.

Fu Hongxue and Ye Chen sat across from each other, chatting while drinking, "Xiao Fu, you see that you and I are different. We have made friends since we came down the mountain. There may be many people at home today, don't you? Are you happy?"

"No." Fu Hongxue looked at Ye Chen with appreciation, but there was a bit of indifference in his voice. He really envied Ye Chen, "Drink, drink!" After Ye Chen took a sip of wine, he looked at Li Hongxiu, "I didn't expect it. You, the dignified leader of the Beggar Clan, can you cook?"

Li Hongxiu lowered her head and poured oil, "I know a girl named Song Tian'er. Her cooking is particularly delicious. I learned from her."

Ye Chen knew that Song Tian'er was Chu Liuxiang's confidante.

While the two were talking.

"Hello, uncle! I am Yan Qi's friend." Guo Dalu, Yan Qi, Lin Taiping and Wang Dong came over and greeted Fu Hongxue proactively.

Yan Qi smiled awkwardly.

"Are you the owner of the haunted house?" Lin Taiping looked around timidly.

"What haunted house?" Fu Hongxue looked at Ye Chen in confusion. He talked a lot today. He didn't dislike the four newcomers at all. Sometimes it's good to be lively.

"I'm sorry, my friend has such a personality." Yan Qi scratched his head and apologized to Ye Chen.

"It's okay. Xiao Fu likes this, doesn't he?" Ye Chen looked at Fu Hongxue jokingly.

Fu Hongxue suddenly laughed, stood up and patted Ye Chen on the shoulder, "You haven't told me what a haunted house is yet."

At this time, Ye Chen himself also laughed, and Yan Qi observed the surroundings, "There are always strange ghost noises coming from this thatched cottage every night, and sometimes you can still hear them when you go out to use the toilet."

"I remember Guo Dalu even wet the bed." Wang Dong glanced at Guo Dalu.

Guo Dalu scratched his head in embarrassment.

"That was the sound of a knife." Ye Chen could only explain.

It was then that everyone suddenly realized, "Hahaha, it turns out that we are all neighbors. We have been staying in Fugui Villa for more than half a year, and we only know you now."