Way of the Devil

Hey.

Closing the door, Song Zhenguo went to the window sill and saw a black pigeon with pink eyes and white eyes on his window, taking care of the feathers.

As soon as he saw his spirit, he quickly walked over to grab the pigeon and gently removed a small paper tube from his leg.

The paper tube is unfolded, and a line of Juanxiu's small words is clearly written on the top: ‘Song Da Ge, the thing of the Wang Gongzi, Juner will help you ask.

In addition, after a while, it is a smoked satin festival. Can Song Big Brother promise to be a gentleman? At that time, you must not paint, you must not come! ’

Song Zhenguo glanced and continued to read.

‘The ship’s mother will use the names of the girls on that day to make tricks everywhere, and there are some bad arrangements for Song’s brother. Promise me, Juner will handle everything, after this satin festival, Juner promised to go home with Song Big Brother.....’

After reading the contents of the paper roll, Song Zhenguo’s face suddenly showed a strong joy.

"Song Big Brother promised you, you must not give them a chance!" Although he has some doubts, after all, the reasons here are somewhat far-fetched, but there is no doubt about the trust of Jun.

Song Zhenguo quickly found the paper and wrote what he wanted to say, then rolled it into a tube and tied it to the black pigeon's leg. With both hands, the black pigeons were thrown out, and the pigeons fluttered away.

The pigeons fluttered and flew out of the Song family courtyard, gently passing between the vermilion bricks, crossing a tofu-like street, crossing the black roof of the different heights of the pavilion, and soon arrived at the pine cones. On the river, I fell to a red painting.

The black dove flapped its wings and stopped in front of a window in the painting room, and was gently held by a slender hand.

Juner quickly took off the paper roll tied to the black pigeon's foot, looked around, and quickly released it.

"Go, go back to the nest." She gently said.

The black pigeon fluttered out and quickly disappeared at the edge of the window.

Juner closed the window and gently rolled the paper to look at it. The face suddenly showed a hint of tenderness. Hurry to ignite the paper roll on the candle.

She took it in her hand, and when the paper roll burned, there was only a little corner left, and she gently opened the window and threw it out, letting it float into the Songbai River.

Hey....

Suddenly the door opened automatically, as if someone had pushed the door from the door, Juner was turned scared and violently turned around, and he was still holding his chest and staring at the door.

Set the god, she walked over, looked around, did not find any moving figure, and extended her head and looked at the outside corridor.

Here is the make-up room under the cabin. Because of Song Zhenguo's sake, she now has her own separate dressing room. There are no people around. The other sisters went to the front to receive the guests.

The corridor is empty and there is no one.

Juner lightly relaxed, turned his head back to the house, locked the door, and added a door bolt.

She sat in front of the dressing table, picked up the comb and gently combed her hair. Whenever her mood fluctuates, combing her hair can always calm her down.

Unexpectedly, just picked up the comb, she suddenly changed the ground.

I saw the wood on the table below the comb, and I wrote a line with a black eyebrow pencil.

‘Smoke Festival must be started, don’t forget your identity. ’

Juner bit his lower lip, and the eyes are struggling. After hesitating for a moment, she gently wrote a ‘Yes’ with her eyebrow pencil, then reached out and erased the writing, leaving only a black smudge.

Looking up again, she looked at her own fuzzy face in the bronze mirror, and she was a little crazy at the time.

She knew it was a warning and warned her not to do anything extra, but it was good that the contents of the paper were not found.

"Unfortunately.....can't be obsessed with Song Brother..." Her flash of regret and determination in her eyes.

The owner must collect the people who are born in the shade of the yin, and the people of the yin and yin. Song Zhenguo is one of the goals. In order to get people, all the accident preparations are done. Just wait for her to come to him on the day of the satin festival.

But she did not know it, and slowly fell in love with the upright and bold Song Zhenguo, worship, admiration, want to rely on and rely on.....

"Song Big Brother....Juner is so tired....It's so tired..." Juner gently touched his cheek, and a tear fell silently down the corner of his eye.

......................

In a small canyon outside the city.

Hey! !

Lu Sheng turned back and slammed the large stones behind him into pieces, and the long-length stones were beaten and scattered, scattered on the ground.

Hey! !

Lu Sheng turned quickly and turned around, and the remaining stones hanging around him were broken into pieces.

The gray stone powder slowly spread out, and some people were horrible.

Lu Sheng slowly received the work, the two palms were empty, and Shen Dantian stood.

"My knife and method are enough. What I still lack is the light footwork, and the dark weapon needs to be filled. Otherwise, if you are far away, you will be in trouble when you encounter a kite-type opponent." The victory slowly calmed down the internal strength, and the heart was pondering.

"In addition, Yuhegong absorbed the power of the black tiger knife and improved the quality. But this improvement is based on the powder left by the ghost.

In the middle of the fusion process and details, if I rely on myself, there is too much work experience and groping. This is similar to the difficulty of creating martial arts. It is impossible to accomplish it alone. ”

After himself, he tried to make breakthroughs in other internal and external functions, but unfortunately, he did not work several times and ended up with physical meridians. And in repeated attempts, the results are completely different from what he expected.

"There is not enough rich martial arts experience, and it seems that it is impossible to create a breakthrough in the practice of restrictions." Lu Sheng was at ease. “Yuhe function absorbs the black tiger knife's skill and produces a good change. It seems to be simple. In fact, it should be simulated innumerable times and the best result. If I want to continue to improve martial arts, I must find more. The ghosts left something similar."

After receiving the work, Lu Sheng went to the trunk of the big tree, took off his own coat and towel, and wiped the sweat with his towel.

"How about the power of the third layer of Black Skull." He has not been fully committed to it. He tried how strong the third layer of Black Skull is. Now he is healed, so I can give it a try.

Looking at the big tree in front of him, Lu Sheng was on the rise, and he vigorously encouraged the inside of the air, poured into his right hand, and slammed his hand.

Hey! !

The same sound as before, the power is not much bigger. After all, the place where the increase in black power is not mainly explosive.

Lu Sheng gently retracted his hand and saw a black and white handprint in the middle of the trunk.

The handprint is more than a dozen centimeters deep and reveals a pungent scent.

Lu Sheng reached out and touched the edge of the black handprint. A large bark suddenly fell, and the inside of the bark was covered with a lot of black lines like wrinkles.

"This is like a burn of fire. Black 煞 Gong, it seems that in the positive internal power, it should also be a good grade, but unfortunately, only a few layers of damage... If it can be used to promote the black gong, perhaps the future development and The promotion will be even bigger!"

He is now equivalent to the profound skill of ordinary people practicing forty or fifty years. This is not the time of practice of black tiger knife and other martial arts.

"Next, the practice of a special footwork, whether it is the black tiger knife or the rest of the martial arts, only with the offensive footwork, really purely used to hurry, chase, escape the footwork, I am not a complete System."

Lu Sheng began to look for the footwork he had collected. So far, he has only collected one door, and that is the eight-step step in Jiuliancheng. However, this is only used to dodge in the battle.

"Dark blue." He meditated in his heart.

The modifier box emerges and floats in front of him.

Lu Sheng recalled the eight treasures that he had remembered before. This step is worse than the chasing knife. Even if you don’t think about the artistic conception, he simply remembers it directly.

Looking back at each step carefully, Lu Sheng slowly took the left foot, then the calf muscles turned to the left to force, the right leg was on the side trunk, and the whole person leaped forward and jumped out. This is the first step of Bazhen Step. This step has a total of eight steps, a total of three layers. It is said to be an eight-step rush to imitate the famous footwork of the Central Plains.

Lu Sheng studied for a while, plus he had the basis of footwork, and soon became familiar with the power of action, and saw the option of Bazhen step on the modifier.

He quickly stopped the action and pressed the modifier button with the idea.

Suddenly the entire modifier box flashed.

"Upgrade Bazhen step by one layer." Lu Sheng continued.

In the options on the modifier, the state of Bazhen step has never been started, and it has become an entry.

Lu Sheng looked at his physical condition, except that his legs were slightly numb and itchy, and the internal gas of the black tiger jade crane was reduced, and the rest did not react.

"I don't know if I have accumulated this point.... This martial arts in the end of the rivers and lakes can't make me feel burdened." Lu Sheng felt with emotion and continued to look at the modifier box.

‘Bazhen Step: Getting Started. ’

"Upgrade Bazhen step to the highest third floor." Lu Sheng simply meditation.

Hey!

Eight Jane steps flashed, and from the beginning, it became the first layer. Lu Sheng does not seem to feel.

Hey!

On the second floor, Lu Sheng felt that his legs were more itchy.

In the end, Ba Zhen stepped directly to the third floor. The internal gas of Black Tiger Yuhegong also consumed four-fifths. This amount required him to recover at least two days.

But throughout this step, Lu Sheng has already felt the experience, the way of walking, and the usage of countless eight steps in his mind, all of which are integrated, and the legs are obviously more powerful than before.

"Try it!"

Lu Sheng saw a sparrow in front of him, just flew up from the grass and shot away.

At his feet, he rushed forward.

Puff puff....

After eight consecutive steps of chasing, the bird didn't have time to react to the turn, and he was caught in the hand by Lu Sheng.

"I am explosive, and the black qigong and the black tiger jade cranes have enhanced the outbreak and strengthened the body. This kind of foundation makes the eight treasures, but it works well. This should have the effect of eight steps. "When Lu Sheng is satisfied with the release of his hand, he sees a small sparrow that has been smashed by him."

He suddenly got helpless.

"The footwork has been solved. It's time to try and find hard work." Lu Sheng thought about it. In the past few months, he also secretly investigated and asked about the situation in the city.

There are not many masters along the mountain city, because the government is strong, and there are more people in the rivers and lakes. Therefore, the masters here are much more in the officialdom and the generals.

The most famous one is the Qilu Qingfeng Jianlu City Clock. Compared with this person, the rest are just accompanying, but Lucheng Zhong is already eighty-seven years old, and the three sons are high-ranking officials in the city.

This was first ruled out by Lu Sheng.