Wu Tang Flourishing age

Looking at the figure falling from the sky, Li Luoyang said "bad" in his heart. Before he could rush out of his throat, his sight was covered by a dark sleeve.

"Zhu Donghe!"

When his sleeve was slapped on his chest, Li Luoyang also saw the face of the visitor clearly. Although it was pasted by dirty blood, his facial features were still recognizable. The only uncertain thing was his expression - Li Luoyang always felt that Zhu Donghe's expression looked strange.

"It hurts!"

The cotton sleeve was as hard as an iron plate when Zhu Donghe waved it. At least Li Luoyang felt that he had been smoked by the iron plate. It not only hurt, but also made him unable to stand firm and retreated continuously until his back hit the wall.

"Sure enough, he came back!"

The idea flashed through Li Luoyang's mind, but Li Luoyang's heart was sinking rapidly. Once Zhu Donghe, a martial artist, was determined to retaliate, he must have no taboo. If he couldn't get it right, he would die today. Now he can only hope that the two old women don't suddenly emerge, so as not to be killed by Zhu Donghe.

Just, what's the matter with the wound on Zhu Donghe's face?

While Li Luoyang was thinking, Zhu Donghe, who stood in front of him, had a distorted wry smile on his face, "come with me if you don't want to die!"

Before Li Luoyang agreed, Zhu Donghe had stretched out his right hand to hook Li Luoyang's collar, then shook his hand and threw him up in the air and put it on his back, just like a human burden.

This vigorous exercise almost knocked Li Luoyang out. His chest tightness has not been relieved at all. His back collided with Zhu Donghe's rugged back. If the young man's bones were not tenacious, it would be enough for Li Luoyang to vomit blood.

Zhu Donghe began to move rapidly, and a white figure was moving where Li Luoyang couldn't see it.

All this was arranged by Wu Xinyi. After Zhu Donghe "threw herself into the net", Wu Xinyi suddenly had a way to have the best of both worlds. She really didn't want to waste time on Li Luoyang, but if she messed up, Li Luoyang might become possessed or even die. At that time, she would inevitably be punished by her father, so finally Wu Xinyi decided to give Zhu Donghe a chance.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

With his back against the Zhudong River, Li Luoyang fully felt what it was called to "walk like the wind". The spacious Liao family courtyard was just fleeting at the foot of the Zhudong river. With a few blinks, Li Luoyang saw the river with floating ice. Before he could breathe, he felt his body shaking, and he actually moved on the river.

Can I say that Zhu Donghe's martial arts are enough to take a person to climb Ping to spend water?

Zhu Donghe certainly doesn't have this skill. At his feet is the fishing boat that Li Luoyang once lay on. With his skilled boat skills, Zhu Donghe can make the small fishing boat obey his heart and go to the other side of the river without paddles.

However, Li Luoyang didn't find this until he got ashore. He was relieved that there was no reason in his heart, but at the same time, he was disappointed.

"I heard you were practicing martial arts recently?"

In the dense forest by the river, Zhu Donghe finally put Li Luoyang down. This time, he finally didn't beat Li Luoyang. Those two times just suspended his resentment against Li Luoyang.

"Cough, I don't know what you're talking about."

"Young people like martial arts. There's nothing to hide. If you don't admit it again, I'll throw you into the river."

The river is floating with ice cubes and tinkling. If Li Luoyang's physical quality, it's not a joke to fall in, and the end will be absolutely desolate.

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Li Luoyang said, "since you have seen it, what else do you ask?"

"Why practice martial arts?"

Zhu Donghe asked with a pair of eyes.

"What do you say?"

Li Luoyang doesn't know why his tone is so tough. Is it because he subconsciously thinks he's dead, so he doesn't want to show timidity?

"Do you want to avenge me or your family?" Zhu Donghe asked a lot about Li Luoyang.

"It's all there." Li Luoyang shook his head. Now he doesn't know the purpose of Zhu Donghe. Shouldn't he look for Zhu Ying first? And kill yourself? What the hell do you want to do when you get yourself here? Looking at Zhu Donghe's bloody face, Li Luoyang felt that things should not be as simple as he imagined.

"Tell me about your breathing and breathing skills now. Let me see what's wrong with you."

"What?"

Zhu Donghe's request made Li Luoyang feel that there was something wrong with his ears?

"I think you haven't been able to get in for several days. You're really worried. Tell me the formula and I'll teach you!"

"How do I feel like I'm dreaming? You teach me to practice martial arts, why?" it's the so-called offering Yan love without anything, either rape or theft. Li Luoyang doesn't believe Zhu Donghe is the kind of person who helps others.

"From now on, if you want to ask another question, I'll cut you!" Zhu Donghe was a little upset and put on a threatening face. Unfortunately, the blood stain on his face and the scar from his forehead to his chin were very destructive.

"Well, I said."

Because he doubted whether Zhu Donghe had a brain problem, Li Luoyang recited the formula of breathing and breathing neatly. On the one hand, he did not have the consciousness to keep the martial arts secret collection with his life. On the other hand, he knew that it was impossible for people of Zhu Donghe's age to practice breathing and breathing again, Even if this Kung Fu is better than its original Kung Fu.

After almost a incense stick of Kung Fu, Zhu Donghe finally wrote down Yuchi Gong's breathing and breathing formula. He couldn't help shaking his head and sighing: "you're so lucky. Where did you get this formula? If you can start practicing at the age of three, I'm afraid you can fight with adults now!"

"Practice for seven or eight years to fight with adults?" after determining that Zhu Donghe didn't want to kill himself, Li Luoyang's courage gradually grew up.

"Hum, don't know whether it's good or bad. Even if you've been practicing for seven or eight years, your body is still a teenager. How much strength can you have? Even if you're an ordinary adult, you can throw you three or five feet away as long as you're not seriously ill!"

Li Luoyang thought, it seems that this truth is true. How can a ten-year-old boy go against the sky, that is, the third and fourth grade of primary school? Should an adult be afraid of children in the third and fourth grade of primary school?

"Wait here. I need to grope quietly and come back to guide you later!"

Zhu Donghe threw down such a sentence and turned away. He even disappeared into the dense forest without waiting for Li Luoyang's promise.

"Isn't the old man really crazy?"

Li Luoyang looked back at the river. The small fishing boat was still there. If he turned around and ran away now, and then jumped on the fishing boat, he might be able to get away. As long as he crossed the river, he could go straight to the county government. At that time, no matter how bold Zhu Donghe was, he didn't dare to go to the county government to find him trouble?

"But."

Even if the possibility of success is very high, Li Luoyang is still unwilling to leave like this. In the past two days, he has deeply felt how difficult it is to cultivate martial arts without a master. Now a great opportunity is in front of him. It seems a pity for him to give up.

"Bet."

After all, it is the mind of adults. Li Luoyang soon came to a conclusion. When he took a deep breath and found a dry place to sit cross legged, two pairs of eyes were staring at his every move in the depths of the jungle.

"The second son is really an unusual young man. No wonder the girl values him so much."

"Hum, it's not my girl who values him!" Wu Xinyi snorted and turned to Zhu Donghe: "recite the formula quickly, let him learn to get started as soon as possible, and you can be free one day earlier."

"In fact, I don't care about life and death."

"Look at the sword."

"Girl, don't do it, I'll recite it now, I'll recite it now!" Zhu Donghe held his hands high and begged Wu Xinyi for mercy.