Sealing Knife

Chu Xiwei hates rain, especially when there is only one person around.

At this time, he shrunk in a cave, outside was Xi Tianyu, covering the whole mountain forest with fog and seeing nothing real. The cold wind rolled into Yuhua from the cave entrance. Chu Xiwei hid his body through a large stone, ignited the fire fold, barely illuminating this acre of land and his pale and bloodless face.

There was blood dripping down on the right forehead, and a small half of his face was stained. Chu Xi wiped his face expressionlessly, and inserted the bottom of the fire fold into the stone seam. Then he untied his robe, revealing a strong and thin upper body, only to his left There are five finger holes in the abdomen, the blood has solidified near the wound, and it is shocking to watch.

"Sura hands ..."

His eyes slowly settled, but his movements did not fluctuate. He ripped out a cloth to dry the blood stains, and then took out a pill and squeezed it into a powder and put it on the wound. He leaned back against the stone wall and his breath was slightly inaudible.

At that time, splitting with Ye Fusheng was a momentary sigh and a last resort.

Chu Xiwei hasn't had a good life in recent years. Living in a high position is only the scene of these two years. Before that, he also lived a life of daily licking blood.

When you enter the gate of a hundred ghosts, you don't look like a human being. In this hell, there are countless people who have ruined their life and character. When Chu Xiwei entered, he was just a young boy. He can live to this day. First, it is difficult to tell the truth, and second, he dare to take his own life to fight.

The martial arts he practiced came from the "Ghost Path" of the Hundred Ghosts Gate and the Gaoxin Law, which implied the meaning of "red dust, different paths, and the same path". Without the limitations of his own method, he could absorb the opponent's internal strength and assimilate with it, and the Supreme Palace's "Wuji" He Qiangong Gong in the Palace of Burial Souls is also called the three great schools of the rivers and lakes. However, although "Qilu Jing" is a martial art that seeks common ground while reserving differences, its method of entry has to be thoroughly carried out to eliminate the miscellaneous elements, that is to say, those who want to practice must abolish their previous martial arts and start from scratch, otherwise it is extremely easy to get rid of Enchanted.

At the time, there were nine other heirs of the master of the Qilu Jing who were studying with him at the time. They were not very old. When facing the Supreme Martial Arts, they could devote themselves to taking the old and refining the old ones. .

He started to learn martial arts when he was eight years old. Although the man had an unscrupulous temper, he was sincere to him at first, and he gave the "Hong Hong Jue" to him. All told him clearly, lest he make a mistake in practice.

Since then, the personnel is completely wasteful and unrecognizable. He has become nothing from a unique royal descendant. After the fall of the rivers and lakes, nothing but his martial arts belongs to him.

"Jinghong Jue" to him is like driftwood to drowning.

Chu Xiwei refused to abandon the Jinghong Jue, and did not want to sit still, but knew he could do nothing.

"Qilu Jing" is the most weird internal power mentality in the world. It has no fixed martial arts moves. It changes with changes and changes with one's heart. Only by using this kind of true energy as the foundation of Dantian can it be laid for later "modification" Foundation, otherwise it is extremely easy to conflict. When Chu Xiwei began to practice, he was tortured by two breaths of real energy. There was no pain in the meridians and mortals. If the old master had blue eyes to help him several times, I am afraid that the graves are now taller than him.

He refused to abandon his martial arts, nor did he give up "Qilu Jing". After he became a habit of suffering, he finally worked hard and felt a little trick.

Fortunately, his fate is not definite. "Jinghong Jue" is a heartless method of Jinghong's sword. It is a kind of easy-going, smart and clever style. It also "changes" more than "fixed". The Book of Classics has the same charm. After Chu Xiwei broke the jar, he simply made the difference and forcibly merged the two true qi into one, not only practiced by mistake, but also complemented each other, more than the progress of others. Three points fast.

The old gatekeeper once said: "I am stubborn and have a bad temper.

Chu Xiwei naturally refused to admit his fate. In these years, he has not dared to relax himself even if he was on the edge of the ice. Wu Da walked more thrilling than the dug cliff, and now he has finally made it. However, hidden dangers are hidden dangers after all. The mistakes in the early years of practice have planted the root cause in the body. Once he is emotional, he will be really angry.

It is for this reason that the old door master sent the "Bing Soul Bead" donated by his old man to him, forcing him to calm his mind. However, since the loss of Bingzhu Zhu and the reunion with Ye Fusheng, he became more and more furious, from flat like mirror water to choppy waves, the body's real energy seemed to hang in a thousand hairs, and may fall down at any time.

Ye Fusheng saw something strange in the forest. He panicked under his heart and said nothing. When he came back to God, he even hated him. In order to avoid his emotional indulgence, Chu Xiwei chose to leave first and did not enter the underground palace. Instead, he found a secluded place and lowered his interest rate.

As soon as the breath was calmed down, he was disturbed by a loud noise. He thought that something was wrong in the Underground Palace, but he hurried in but did not see Ye Fusheng.

Anxiously wandering around in the underground palace, he saw a pot of porridge stir up the rivers and lakes, he finally heard a scream, the familiar voice was the dead girl of the fugitive.

Chu Xi hurried away, but unexpectedly there was a white man who had never met in addition to Xiao Yangu and Yi Gan.

In order to save people, he took Xiao Yan's bones a "tangle" and took it to take the opportunity to escape from the underground palace. Xiafei walked like a wind, throwing everything to nowhere, but did not expect that People in white can keep up. In desperation, Chu Xiwei had to let the two burdens go first, and faced him alone.

"Your age is such a rare talent that you can practice" Qilu Jing "to such a level." The man said when he was holding him in the palm of his hand, his voice came out from under the mask, with a cat and a mouse Playing with, "Unfortunately, it's too tender."

Bai Yi's body tricks are better than him. After two rounds, Chu Xiwei turned into a defender. However, the man bullied him, facing him with a phantom cover in one hand, and his fingers in the other. He Dantian. Chu Xiwei used the "Qilu Jing" to relieve his strength and retreated "Jinghong Jue". He drew away from the point. The **** that had been digging scratched his face, scratching his forehead, and stabbed Dantian's hand. Fang Cun was opened by him at the touch of flesh and blood.

When this box played against each other, Chu Xiwei recognized the martial arts used by this man. It was the fierce martial arts recorded in "Thousand Tribulation Gong"-Shura hands!

Shura's hands were pointed with palms of his fingers, and they were all indestructible. They were just waiting for nothing. It is said that some hundred years ago, some people made them run across the rivers and lakes. It was just that the demon was dead, but this evil skill was passed down, and it was obtained by the southwest generation of evil demons. Later, it became a martial art practiced by the main body of the funeral palace.

Thinking about this, Chu Xiwei didn't dare to be arrogant, and tried his best to fight against it, only to finally catch the gap and take advantage of it. Fortunately, the man didn't want to kill him, and he didn't chase it down.

Chu Xiwei has not tasted a defeat for a long time.

He was wounded, and his real energy was stirred up by the ups and downs of his mood and the uncontrollable competition. Chu Xiwei could n’t rush to find Ye Fusheng and they would meet. He planned to first contact the nearby doormen to heal first. He did n’t think that God loved to take advantage of the fire. He was hit by the heavy rain halfway, and he had no luck. The cave avoids rain to adjust interest.

It did n’t take long for Chu Xiwei to suddenly hear someone outside, and he looked awkward when he opened his eyes. He immediately extinguished the fire and folded the bloodstains and rags on the ground with mud. Silently removed, like a dark ghost shadow merged into the darkness, and stuck against the dead end of the mountain wall.

Not long afterwards, a group of people drilled into the cave one after another, while calling "Tiangong Qiqi", while forming a pile of fires to keep warm. Fortunately, the hole was very deep, and Chu Xiwei moved back quietly, hiding in a place where the firelight could not shine, and secretly looked at these people.

Four men and one woman, the oldest is already full of Huafa, the youngest woman is still cardamom.

They all carried bulging salutes, and it seemed that long-distance travellers met at first sight, with different accents and different things to talk about. Chu Xiwei listened roughly, the old man said about the flood in Changning County in the east two years ago, but the government house was full of private money, but the refugees were treated like pigs and dogs. Now they arouse public grievances. The Budang flag is to be rebelled; tall men and thin men are probably two brothers, talking about the drought in the south while eating buns, many people eat and eat, and the road is hungry; the girl lamented the chill in the first two months. In the war, many men died in the same country, and the women and women were either self-serving and followed the traders, or they stayed in the village and lived for a day ...

It sounds like a group of refugees got together and miserable. Chu Xiwei left ear in and right ear out, but his eyes fell on the rich man who had never opened his mouth.

The man looked at his forties, Jin Mao Diao Qiu, who was out of place with the other four, his face was big, and the meat stuffing seemed to overflow under the skin of the cake. Of rich businessmen.

He took a steamed bun and gnawed it slowly, swallowing the complaint as a pickle and chewing it together, and waited until all the other four people came over and said, "Is that finished?"

The old man coughed a little, and the fat man patted off the broken buns on his hands and said, "Since you are finished, it is my turn."

After a pause, he looked into the hole first, and Chu Xi hid it hidden keenly. The man didn't find any clues, so he turned around and glanced at the four people's faces one by one, saying: "Nuan Feiyu is out, are you afraid of death?"

Hearing the words "Nuan Feiyu", Chu Xi frowned, and saw that the four of them had not spoken, and their breath suddenly fell down, as if suppressing the storm.

"Afraid of his mother bear!" Suddenly, the tall man opened his teeth gnashing his teeth, and his eyes were as bright as electricity. "The old man has lived for so many years, and the gods haven't opened his eyes! If he would be a tortoise, I would have cut him early. Head to the ancestors! "

The old man also said: "I told you why you suddenly sent a secret letter to summon me and so on. It turned out to be for this matter ... but Boss He and Ruan Shen were in a state of fascination, and there must be court protection and his running dogs under his protection. Move him? Difficult. "

Before the words fell, the thin man had sneered: "Old Zhang, is it more and more afraid of death? If you dare not, go home and raise your son and grandchildren, you don't have to be here."

"Don't talk like this!" The fat man known as "Boss He" scoffed, his voice was not loud, and his tone was not heavy. He even smiled on his face, but no one dared to make it.

The girl hesitated, reached out and pulled Mr. He's clothes, and said, "Master, is the information reliable?"

"The news from Beijing Middle School, the pile I sent to inquire back to the same situation, and ..." Boss He touched her hair, "the one also kept secret, yes."

It was heard that the three men's breathing became heavier, and the thin man asked anxiously, "Time, place?"

"In three days, we will come to Anxi Mountain."

Chu Xi narrowed her eyes slightly. "The rest of the mountain" came out. Except for the girl, the other four eyes were flushed. The old man hated and said: "Should! Revenge! He died on the rest mountain. ! "

Boss He has looked at each of them and slowly said: "If this time is unsuccessful, I will have no chance to kill this traitor in this life. If the news leaks, it will involve a lot of people. But think about it. Alright? "

"What are you afraid of?" The tall man's eyes turned red and his voice was hoarse. "That old man will not die for a day, and I will never look away!"

They stopped talking. Boss He unfolded a map of sheepskin and pulled together with three other men. The girl took a pipa out of her baggage and sat on a rock to sing. Her voice was not mellow and beautiful. The skill of dialing the pipa was not so superb. A new generation of graves are replaced by old ones. Frost and cold candles are no one crying, yellow flowers are everywhere, no roads. The grass on the grave is green, Shentan Bilingling, where is the eternal hero today? If the blood shines late ... "