Movie martial arts

Chapter 366

Ah Fei had already raised his foot to kick the door, when suddenly, a hand was placed on his shoulder, his heart felt cold, and he turned around with a sword!
This sword is not unpleasant, even the person who patted his shoulder didn't dare to swipe his sharp edge, and hastily backed away.

"Hush!—"

Ah Fei turned around and was about to attack again, but he was a little dazed, because the person who came was Han!

Han Wen shushed him with his fingers upright, signaling him to be quiet, and then opened his mouth and said something in a low voice;
Ah Fei's expression changed, after a long time, he nodded, and with a single step, the person has already left!

Seeing A Fei's disappearing figure, Han Wen narrowed his eyes and smiled like a little fox!Because, he already knew who was in this house, and there was no one!

In other words - Li Xunhuan is not here at all!

This is another game, they have long expected that Han Wen will not let it go!

At this time, there was no one guarding the door of the firewood room, as if no one would have thought that Han Wen would dare to rescue someone during the day;
This firewood room has only a small window, like a natural prison cell, gloomy and dark, under the pile of firewood piled up like a hill, there is a person curled up, and it is unknown whether he is in a coma or asleep .

The man was wearing a sable fur. Han Wen smiled and kicked the door open, looking defenseless. In fact, the sword in his sleeve had slipped out, and he shouted: "Brother Li! I I'm here to pick you up!"

Before the words fell, a sword light suddenly flew out from under the sable fur!The sword light is like lightning, sharply cutting Hanwen's feet!

Frankly speaking, this sword is really fast!It is definitely not comparable to ordinary swordsmen.

Han Wen was not in a hurry, he had expected such a scene, and he also believed that his sword would be faster!
His sword also stabbed out, really fast, unbelievably fast, although the man's sword was thrust out first, his sword came first.

Hearing a "choke", Han Wen's sword tip hit the opponent's sword spine!

The man suddenly felt his wrist crack, and the sword in his hand had been knocked off.

But this person is also a rare master, unruffled in the face of danger!He turned over and rolled over ten feet away, only then did he show his face, it was You Long who died and came back again.

Han Wen laughed, and said, "Didn't you leave? Why are you back again? Hahaha! With your appearance, you still want to challenge the people on the weapon list? Don't dream! Be fascinated by a woman Su! Shame!"

You Long was furious, but he didn't continue to attack, Han Wen also suddenly felt something was wrong, he was about to go out from the room, and his kung fu could be used to the extreme in the open area, never thought that there was a winged stick outside the door, A golden knife with a handle blocked the escape route.

Just as Han Wen stopped his figure, he heard a loud "crash", and all the firewood piled up like a hill collapsed, revealing more than a dozen people.

These dozen or so people are all dressed up and holding crossbow boxes, aiming at Hanwen. This kind of Zhuge crossbow is unparalleled in its power at close range.

No matter who they are, no matter how powerful they are, if they are surrounded by more than a dozen Zhuge crossbows in a woodshed, if they try to escape, it will be even more difficult than ascending to heaven!

Tian Qi smiled and said: "What else do you have to say?"

Han Wen sighed, smiled, and said, "Please do it!"

Tian Qi smiled and said: "Okay, your Excellency is indeed a happy person, Tian Mou will simply fulfill you!"

He waved his hand, and the crossbow bolts were shot out like a torrential rain.

At this moment, Han Wen raised his foot, and took advantage of the situation with his left hand to pick up Fang Ziyou's Seizing Sword, which had fallen from the palm of Longsheng. With both swords in his hands, the sword light danced and turned into a light building, and the crossbow arrows were blown all around. As the vibration flew, the light building rolled to the door like rolling balls, Zhao Zhengyi roared, and the Zijin knife "slashed Huashan with all its strength", and slashed down quickly.

Unexpectedly, before he cut off with his saber, another sword light suddenly flew out from the beam of light.

This sword is as fast as lightning.

Zhao Zhengyi was startled and changed his moves, it was too late, "Hey", the sword had pierced his throat, and the blood was marked out like a flag flower rocket.

Tian Qi stepped back half a step, and slammed down with a backhand stick.

But at this time, the time building has turned into a flying rainbow again, and rushed out of the door.

Tian Qi wanted to chase, but suddenly stopped again, only to see Zhao Zhengyi covering his throat with his hands, there was a rattling sound in his throat, and he died—dead!
This is not to die, not to die!Hanwen has long since tired of him!
Tian Qi felt a chill in his heart, and his pace slowed down a bit. Then he saw that Han Wen had rushed out of the house, plundered to the gate of the small courtyard, threw his backhand, and flew towards Tian Qi like a javelin. Tian Qi just wanted to chase out, but shrank He went back: "Give it back to you!"

The long sword "snatched" and nailed the opposite wall.

This sentence was said to You Longsheng, in just three to five days, You Longsheng was robbed of the sword in his hand, three times in a row!How could he, who was so proud and arrogant, bear it?It turned out that the chest and abdomen were rising and falling, and after a long time, he spat out a mouthful of blood: "What a fast sword!"

Seeing that he was so angry, Tian Qi excused: "His luck is also good."

"Luck?" You Longsheng gave him a hard look.

Tian Qi's complexion changed, and he realized that he had made a slip of the tongue. He only said that the martial arts in Korean was luck. Wouldn't that belittle You Longsheng?At the moment, he could only say awkwardly: "Winning or losing is a common matter in military affairs, so why should the master be troubled? What's more, even if that guy passed our level, can he pass the second level?"

Just as Han Wen rushed out of the door, he stood on the open space when he suddenly heard "Amitabha", and the clear and clear sound of the Buddha's horn sounded from all directions at the same time.

Then, he was surrounded by five Shaolin monks in gray robes and white socks.

All five of them clasped their hands together, with solemn expressions, their feet were like flowing clouds and flowing water when they moved, and when they stopped, they immediately became heavy like mountains.

In front of him was a man with white eyebrows and long beard, not angry but proud, with a string of bronze Buddhist beads wrapped around his left hand, which was the heart eyebrow of the Dharma protector of Shaolin.

Han Wen looked around, but his expression didn't change, he just said with a smile: "Original monks also lay ambushes."

Master Xinmei said in a deep voice: "The old monk has no intention of hurting others. Why should Tanyue show off his tongue. You need to know that the tongue is beneficial and the heart is hurting. You can't hurt others, but yourself."

He spoke slowly and seemed to be very peaceful, but after being passed on to Han Wen's ears, every word became like a loud bell and drum, which made his ears "buzzing".

Han Wen raised his eyebrows and said, "The monk's eloquence seems to be inferior to that of Tanyue!"

While he was talking, the person had rushed out obliquely.

He knew that if he jumped up in the air, his lower body would inevitably be exposed, and if the prayer beads on his heart eyebrows were swept away, his legs would be useless.

Therefore, he had no choice but to take the opportunity to rush out from the gap between the two people next to him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he moved his body, the Shaolin monks suddenly turned like flowing clouds and flowing water, and the five people circled around Hanwen endlessly.

Han Wen's footsteps stopped, and the Shaolin monk's footsteps also stopped immediately.

Master Xinmei said: "Monks don't want to kill. Tanyue, you have a sword in your hand and feet under your feet. As long as you can get out of the old monk's small Arhat gate, the old monk will be sincerely convinced and send you respectful."

Han Wen took a long breath, but his body didn't move. He smiled and said, "Okay!"

He has already seen that these Shaolin monks not only have profound kungfu, but also the coordination of their figures is perfect, almost impeccable.

Han Wen once saw a crane trapped by a big python in Wudang Mountain. Although the crane had a sharp beak, it never dared to attack.

He thought it was very strange at first, but later he realized that cranes know the nature of snakes best, because when the boa constrictor is coiled into a snake formation, its head and tail correspond, like a lightning strike. Hold on, if the crane pecks at the snake's tail, it will inevitably be injured by the snake's head.

So the crane stood still, and when the python got impatient and couldn't help but attack first, the crane's steel peck pecked at seven inches of the python like lightning.

At that time, Han Wen looked at the tree next to him all night, and then he realized that "head to tail matching" is the key to marching soldiers, but if he can achieve the horoscope of "brake with static, wait for work with ease", he will be more sure of victory.

He never forgot this truth.

So Shaolin monks don't move, and Hanwen will never move.

Master Xinmei himself seemed a little impatient, and said: "Does Tanyue want to be tied up?"

Han Wen yawned big, looked at the gloomy sky, and said, "I don't want to!"

Master Xinmei said: "If you don't want to, then bind, why don't you go?"

Han Wen smiled and said: "Well... I haven't stayed enough when it's time for dinner, not to mention, I don't kill monks!"

Master Xinmei was overwhelmed by these words, his face twitched, he was an eminent monk in Shaolin, and his skill in nourishing Qi was absolutely top-notch, within a few breaths, he smiled faintly, and said: "If Tanyue can kill the old monk, the old monk will die without death. blame."

Han Wen rolled his eyes and said, "Okay!"

After saying the word "good", he actually moved!Move as fast as lightning!But seeing a flash of sword light, it pierced Master Xinmei's throat.

The figure of the Shaolin monk also moved immediately, and his eight iron palms patted Han Wen together!

Unexpectedly, when the Han Wen sword stabbed out, his feet suddenly changed, no one could see how his footsteps changed, only felt that his body suddenly changed direction.

That sword was obviously aimed at Xiang Xinmei, but at this moment, it suddenly changed direction, and the other four seemed to want to send their palms to be cut off by his sword.

Master Xinmei said in a deep voice, "Okay!"

The word "good" came out, his sleeves were already rolled up, "Shaolin Iron Sleeves" are good for the blade, this move is exactly what must be saved when attacking Hanwen.

Although the four Shaolin monks were in danger, they didn't need to rescue them. This is where the power of the "Shaolin Arhat Formation" lies.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the direction of Han Wen's sword changed again.

The change of other people's sword moves is just a change in the position of the strike, but when his sword changes, it even changes the entire direction.

The sword that was supposed to stab towards the east suddenly turned into a stab towards the west.

In fact, his sword has not changed at all, only his footsteps have changed, and the change is so fast that it is hard to believe that such a pair of legs exists in the world.

Hearing only a sound of "chi", Master Xinmei's sleeves have been compacted.

Then, the sword light suddenly turned into a streak of blue rainbow, the man and the sword seemed to be connected as one, as the blue rainbow passed by, the man rushed out with the sword.

The man rushed out, but there was an empty door behind him, only Master Xinmei said in a deep voice: "Tan Yue walk slowly, the old monk will see you off."

He could only hear the whistling sound behind him, but Han Wen's face remained unchanged. Suddenly, his left hand turned golden, and he turned around and grabbed it, "Dala la...", the beads were scattered all over the ground!
"The eminent monks of Shaolin Temple are sneaking behind the scenes, and they play very smoothly! Hahaha!", Han Wen laughed, and the laughter was full of irresistible sarcasm!

While smiling, he also jumped away. Although Ah Fei has gone to rescue Li Xunhuan now, he still has to do a full set of acting!After all, if you are not in a hurry and have no intention of saving people, it is inevitable that people will see through the real intention.

Seeing the Han Wen rushing away, a Shaolin monk with a green beard said: "Chasing!"

Master Xinmei said: "No need."

The young monk said: "He can't escape very far, why did Master Uncle let him escape?"

Master Xinmei said: "Since he can't escape far, why do you want to chase him?"

The young monk thought for a while, smiled, and bowed his head, "Master Uncle is right."

Master Xinmei looked at the direction where Han Wen was escaping, and said slowly: "The monks are merciful. If they can not hurt others, it is better not to hurt others."

Tian Qi has been watching from a distance, at this moment he smiled "chi" and murmured: "What a monk is merciful, if someone else kills someone for him, he will not do it himself."

Han Wen flew up with the palm force of Master Xinmei, and also used the momentum of flying to dissipate the palm force.

The palm power of the Shaolin Dharma protector is indeed powerful and profound, extraordinary. He flew for a long time before he finally let go of his palm power. As the twilight deepened, no one could be seen around, but on every tree, behind every roof ridge, There may be enemies lurking around every corner.

Han Wen sighed, feeling very unlike his own style, he has always only killed people, how could he ever save people?Isn't it best to act recklessly?

He thought a lot, but there was no answer. Suddenly, he heard someone laughing.

The laughter was not loud, but it was very close to him, as if it was coming from beside him. When he turned his head, he realized that the person laughing was far away from him.

There was a small pavilion a few feet away, and this man was sitting in the pavilion, leaning on the railing and reading a book, absorbed in reading, as if he didn't notice anything else at all.

He wore a shabby cotton robe, a thin, yellow face, and a sparse beard. He looked like a malnourished old pedant.

But if an old pedant laughs a few feet away, no one will think that the laughter is coming from his side. Only a master with extreme internal strength can spread the laughter so far.

Han Wen stood on the ridge of the roof, looking at him quietly.

The old pedant didn't seem to have read the Korean, so he drooled with his fingers, turned a page of the book, and read it with relish.

Han Wen stepped back step by step, ten steps back, then suddenly turned around.As soon as he turned around, he was already three zhang away, he didn't look back again, he rushed out, up and down three or two, he had already rushed into Mei Lin.

Wintersweet is in full bloom, and the fragrance of plum blossoms is refreshing... It is indeed a good place to fight!
But at this moment, a flute sounded suddenly.

The sound of the flute was melodious and clear, and the snow on the plum blossoms was destroyed by the sound of the flute, falling down one by one, and falling on Han Wen one by one.

As the snowflakes fluttered, one could see a person leaning against a plum tree a few feet away, playing the flute. He was wearing a shabby cotton robe. He was an old scholar who had just read a book.

The sound of the flute gradually turned from high to low, with twists and turns, making people think.

Han Wen closed his eyes, as if intoxicated. After a long time, he opened his eyes and murmured, "Mr. Iron Flute?"

The sound of the flute suddenly stopped.

Mr. Tie Di raised his head, his eyes suddenly became bright like cold stars, and in an instant, this languid old man seemed to be ten years younger, he stared at Han Wen for a long time, and suddenly said: "Are you injured? "

Han Wen blinked and said, "How can you see that?"

Mr. Tie Di said: "The injury is on the back?"

Han Wen shook his head and said, "Wrong!"

Mr. Tie Di continued: "Is it the hands of Monk Xinmei?"

Han Wen smiled and said, "Self-righteous!"

Mr. Tie Di's face froze, but he quickly shook his head and said, "So it's not your blood! The Shaolin Dharma Guardian is nothing more than that."

There is indeed blood on Hanwen's back, but it is not his. It was sprayed on it when he killed Zhao Zhengyi. When Master Xinmei attacked from behind, Hanwen seemed to be fine, but he was actually shocked After a while, when he just walked, his body trembled a little, because Mr. Iron Flute misunderstood.

Han Wen said: "But what?"

Mr. Tie Di said indifferently: "As he is, he shouldn't have shot someone behind his back, not to mention...he couldn't hurt you, how ridiculous! Could it be that he wanted to kill someone with a knife and let me kill you? "

Han Wen nodded approvingly, and said: "It's ridiculous, but I want to tell you three things. First, if he doesn't attack from behind, he can't attack at all. Second, he can't kill me even if he attacks. Third, you can't kill me!"

Mr. Tie Di laughed loudly and said, "Young man has such a big tone."

"Try!".

Han Wen spit out these two words softly, and looked at the time, it was almost the same, and it was enough to play with these people;

He stopped talking, turned his gaze, and stared at Mr. Iron Flute, the murderous aura gradually permeated his body, the trees in the plum garden rustled, and the already icy snow field was even more chilling!
Mr. Iron Flute suddenly felt a chill rising from the bottom of his heart.

It wasn't a fluke that he enjoyed the great reputation, but he got it through countless bloody battles, big and small. In every bloody battle, he would face a pair of eyes.

There are all kinds of eyes, some eyes are full of hatred and viciousness, some eyes are full of anger and murderous intent, and some eyes are full of fear and begging for mercy.

But he had never seen such eyes.

There is almost no emotion in this pair of eyes. The eyeballs of this person seem to be made of stone. When these eyes stare at you, it is like a statue of a god looking down on the common people indifferently... In other words, This kind of gaze doesn't treat people as human beings. He looks at himself like he is looking at a chicken!

Mr. Iron Flute involuntarily took half a step back.

At this moment, Han Wen's sword has been shot.

When a sword stabs out, it will never return in vain!

Mr. Tie Di's body suddenly flew up into the air and rushed to the top of the plum tree, only to hear the sound of "crash la la", snowflakes and plum blossoms flew all over the sky for a long time.

White snow and red plums interweave into a beautiful pattern in mid-air. Looking up from below, one can see the body of Mr. Tie Di fluttering among the white clouds and red plums.

Hanwen didn't look up at all, and the sword was put away.

Mr. Tiemei had already landed lightly. He fell so slowly that he looked like a man made of paper. His body was still in the air, and there was already a trail of blood on the snow.

Han Wen stared at the blood on the ground, and slowly said: "Have fun with you, but you dare to put your nose on my face!"

Mr. Iron Flute leaned against the plum tree, panting, his face was pale, blood was dripping down his throat and on his chest.

His iron flute, which is famous all over the world, has no chance to make a move!

"Mr. Iron Flute? Mr. Iron Flute?" There were several tentative calls from outside the plum garden. It was Tian Qi, but the footsteps were obviously not his alone, and many people followed.

The footsteps stopped.

Tian Qi couldn't help swallowing. In front of him, Han Wen was carefully looking at the iron flute in his hand. This iron flute is very heavy. I don't know what material it is made of. If you want to blow it, you need very strong inner strength;

Donghai Yuxiao, No.10 in the weapon spectrum, is rumored to have something to do with Mr. Iron Flute, and this iron flute is also ranked No.11, which is extraordinary, but now, its owner is dead and fell on the snow, A lot of it was dyed red.

Han Wen looked and looked at it, and suddenly stretched out his hand to crush it, then looked up at the dry man, and hummed, "Is it interesting?"

Is this interesting?The people were astonished;
I only heard Han Wen say slowly: "I have been playing with you for so long, and I have already succeeded there, so I didn't care that one or two miscellaneous fish slipped away and killed Xiao Li Tanhua, so--I want to open it up." Kill ring!"

First, the Green Demon Shou Yiku, and then Mr. Iron Flute!

Everyone forgot one thing!That is, they forgot the strength of Korean!They had forgotten the power of Han Wen's sword to cut all directions in Zuixianju. They thought that Li Xun Huan was in his hand, and he would throw a mouse...

"Amitabha! Tanyue's murder is too serious! This old monk seems to be doing justice for the heavens!" Master Xinmei proclaimed the Buddha's name, held a flower on his chest with one hand, and gathered the strength of the four monks behind him to strike out.

The strong palm force instantly reached Han Wen's body, Han Wen's figure suddenly flung back a few feet, and then moved forward, retreating and advancing, the timing was just right, a sword stabbed out, the sword light was like a waterfall!The sword is like a rainbow!

The sword energy like a flying dragon in the daytime was extremely sharp, directly splitting the palm of Master Xinmei, and the momentum remained undiminished, and went straight to his face!

Master Xinmei was astonished, he suddenly turned his palm into a fist, and struck at the sword energy, there was a muffled bang, the energy intersected, Xinmei let out a muffled snort, and stepped back a few steps, he and four other Shaolin masters formed an arhat formation, The formation was transformed smoothly, just like one person, when he retreated, the other four monks also staggered and kept retreating.

Until now, all the fluke in my heart has disappeared!Korean is indeed not bragging!He was just playing with them before!

Enough with cat and mouse!

"An old monk who only sneaks up on others behind his back, talking about benevolence and righteousness! A hypocrite like Zhao Zhengyi is your end!"; Han Wen snarled, flipping the Baiyun sword in his palm, and with a single step, forced it up, his whole body was full of sharpness shoot!

"Hurry up and kill him together!!!", Tian Qi yelled, his eyes were red, and he shouted: "He has already moved to kill! He will not die! We are all going to die! He has no scruples anymore! Shoot now! quick!"

With him taking the lead, everyone came to their senses from the shock, sweating profusely, this person's murderous aura is heavy... He has no scruples now, maybe, Tian Qi is right, as long as he doesn't die, everyone will die!Can't wait any longer!
"Let's come together! Let's have a good kill! Hahaha..." Han Wen looked up to the sky and laughed, and the sword energy danced out, and went straight to the strongest heart eyebrow master among them!

What a sharp sword spirit!Master Xinmei felt cold in his heart, but the sword energy came too fast, he had no time to praise, his tongue burst into spring thunder, his exhalation was like electricity, and he clenched his hands into fists, which caused the movement of the four monks behind him to change. fist!
These two punches seem ordinary, but it is precisely this kind of simple and complicated moves that can perfectly gather the strength of the four people and strike the most perfect strength!
The golden fist shadow collided with the sword energy in the air, and there was a bang!The wind and snow splashed all over the sky, and the trees in the plum garden fell in response. There was already a flat land within a radius of tens of feet, and the snow had already been blown away, leaving only the cold and hard land!
After the explosion, Master Xinmei discovered that Han Wen's people had disappeared, and when he came back to his senses, seven or eight people's bodies had already fallen on the ground! ! !

His sword edge is still dripping with blood, and the blood drips and blooms, just like a little red plum in winter!
"You...you are so poisonous...!" Master Xinmei was angry, and his words were not very sharp.

Han Wen sneered a few times, and said: "I was killed by you because my skills were inferior to others, and you are just exorcising demons and defending Taoism. Now that I have killed you, you will say that I have a vicious heart? Hehehe! Only the government is allowed to set fire, not People light the lamps!"

Amidst his sneer, many people were already flustered, some were still holding onto the hilt of their swords, ready to fight to the death, but some... had already slipped away!

Seeing that something bad happened, Tian Qi had already run away. Once he ran away, how could the others continue to fight?You know, this guy was screaming to kill Han Wen just a moment ago!What now?It's nothing more than using others as a shield and running for your life!

This is like the two armies confronting each other. If the general who led the troops ran away, how would the soldiers under him continue to fight?All of a sudden, these people made a mess and fled in all directions!
Han Wen snorted twice, his figure flashed sharply, and after hearing two screams, two more people were beheaded by the sword;
Master Xinmei sighed, clasped his hands together, proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said, "Amitabha! Why is Tanyue so aggressive?"

"Oh? It seems that the master has the courage to cut meat to feed eagles and feed tigers with his body?" Han Wen stopped and said with a smile: "Everyone! Run slowly! Mr. Han thinks his lightness kung fu is good, so he doesn't care about this moment Half a moment! Run away as much as you can! However, what I can tell you is that if you can’t escape three hundred miles in one day, if you are caught up by me, hehehe! I will kill you!”

After finishing speaking, he stared at Master Xinmei. What he said just now meant to tell the old monk, I have the ability to catch these people and kill them. What is your choice!
Master Xinmei murmured his lips, but Han Wen snorted coldly: "It seems—it's better for me to help you make a choice!"

"I don't know what choice Tanyue will make for the old monk!" Master Xinmei looked up to the sky and sighed... He actually wanted to steal his life!

"It's very simple! I want to take you to the theater! Take a look at Fourth Master Long in your eyes, and see what kind of hero Tian is in your eyes!" Han Wen sneered!
Frankly speaking, this old monk's nature is not bad, it's nothing more than a little vanity, with him, when Long Xiaoyun reveals his true form and loses his reputation, everything will be easy to talk about, otherwise, there will be rumors in the world- —

Plum Blossom Thief Li Xunhuan teamed up with villains Han Wen and A Fei to commit a shocking crime. They jointly slaughtered many martial arts masters in Xingyun Village. Anyway, let them have a good reputation!

Even if fame can't be eaten as a meal, a little reputation is still necessary these days!
Master Xinmei didn't understand what Han Wen wanted to do, but Han Wen stepped forward, so he had to follow along with three young monks.

Soon, Li Xunhuan's painful and unstoppable cough was heard in a room;
However, besides Li Xunhuan, there was another person in the iron room, and this person said sadly, "Brother, you...you are so kind to me, it's not that I don't understand your painstaking efforts, but...how can I repay you in this life?" you?"

There is worry in this anxious voice, sigh in worry, sadness in sigh, tenderness in sadness, chivalry and courage...

Hearing only one voice, he vividly reproduces a person who is strong and strong...a man who is loyal, loyal, and loyal, and whose righteousness is beyond the sky—absolutely!World!good!male!people!

However, due to various reasons, this peerless good man was unable to achieve both love and affection for his brother, so he was full of unwillingness, pain and helplessness.

There are very few people who admire Han Wen, and there are only a few, but he just discovered today that Long Xiaoyun is the person he should admire the most!

Absolutely!This acting skill...he has nothing to say!
But soon, Tian Qi ran over in a hurry, and shouted anxiously: "Fourth Master Long... Fourth Master Long."

Long Xiaoyun in the room stood up, sat down again, and said, "Brother, you..."

Li Xun Huan said with a smile: "I've had enough wine, brother, you can just go, but you must remember, don't come to see me off again tomorrow morning."

Long Xiaoyun walked slowly to the door, but as soon as he walked out, his feet were fast, and he saw Tian Qi standing under the shadow of the trees in the garden, waving to him.

He rushed over quickly, lowered his voice and said, "Did you get it?"

Tian Qi said bitterly: "No!"

Long Xiaoyun changed his face and said, "No? A dozen of you, plus Master Xinmei and Mr. Tie Di, can't you deal with an unknown pawn?"

Tian Qi shook his head eagerly, stomped his feet and said: "It's not just that he can't deal with it! Han Wen's kung fu is already superb! He has been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger! Mr. Iron Flute has died under his sword. Start the killing ring... Fourth Master Long, let's go! If it's too late, it's too late!"

"What?" Long Xiaoyun's eyes widened, and suddenly he turned to look at the room where Li Xunhuan was with a ferocious expression, and said, "Break his hand! Let's see how he throws knives in the future! What a careless move! All lose!"

"Why is he still there? Didn't Hanwen say that he has been rescued?" Tian Qi was stunned suddenly!
"You will believe those who lie to you!" At this moment, the Korean language came out and hummed.

Master Xinmei's face was ashen, he was actually used!What a Long Xiaoyun!That's enough... hypocrisy!hypocrite!
Where did Ah Fei go?

There are trees in the yard, and behind the trees, there is a rockery.

Behind the rockery, there are two ghostly figures, one standing in place coldly, the other... froze!Her beautiful eyes were full of surprise and doubt, but also sorrow and resentment.Her whole body was trembling and tears were streaming down her face.Her husband was a thief who betrayed his friends.

A Fei came out with Lin Shiyin, and the truth of everything has been revealed, but Han Wen just wanted to sprinkle a handful of salt: "Long Xiaoyun! You have worn the mask for long enough! I am really not worth it for Li Xunhuan! For you! A person who can even give up his own woman is not enough, he deserves it! People with overflowing emotions are like this!"

Long Xiaoyun stayed where he was, looking at Master Xinmei and Lin Shiyin with a heavy expression on his face.

Ah Fei walked over and kicked open the door. Even though Li Xun Huan's acupuncture points were restrained, his hearing was not bad. He could already hear some things clearly. He was helped out and leaned against the pillar in front of the door. look gloomy;

Long Xiaoyun took a few steps forward, and hugged Lin Shiyin's soft shoulders tightly, as if he was afraid that if he let go, Lin Shiyin would disappear from his side and never return.

Seeing his hand, Lin Shiyin suddenly calmed down, and said coldly: "Take your hand away, please never touch me again in the future."

Long Xiaoyun's face suddenly spasmed, as if someone had whipped him.

He finally let go of his hand slowly, focused on Lin Shiyin, and said, "You already know everything?"

Lin Shiyin said coldly: "There is absolutely nothing in this world that can never be hidden from others."

Long Xiaoyun said: "You...know everything?"

What he asked this time was not Lin Shiyin, but Long Xiaoyun.

Li Xun Huan suddenly smiled and said: "Actually, she doesn't need to tell me, I already knew about it."

Long Xiaoyun seemed to have been afraid to face him, but at this moment he suddenly raised his head and said, "You know?"

Li Xun Huan said: "Yes."

Long Xiaoyun said: "When did you know?"

Li Xun Huan sighed, and said: "Just when you held my hand and let Tian Qi hit my acupoints, it's just... Although I know it, I don't blame you."

Long Xiaoyun tremblingly said: "You... Since you know, why don't you say it?"

Li Xun Huan smiled lightly and said, "Why should I say that?"

"Let's go! I'll take you to drink!" Han Wen was not in the mood to watch them babbling, and couldn't help but interrupt.

After Li Xun Huan was startled, he nodded, stood up and shook his body, obviously he was not in good health.

Master Xinmei clasped his hands together, proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said: "Let me unlock the acupoints for Tanyue! This is an exclusive method! Hey! Before... I blamed Tanyue by mistake! I feel extremely guilty in my heart! This matter, Shaolin Temple will surely spread the word to the world , to rectify the name of the benefactor!"

While talking, Master Xinmei unlocked Li Xun Huan's acupuncture points.

Li Xunhuan stretched his waist, made a few loud noises, looked at Long Xiaoyun and Lin Shiyin, and said slowly: "Master, I appreciate your kindness! However, since I can be fine... forget it all! Brother Han ! Brother Ah Fei! It’s time for us to go drink!”

"I've already sent someone to spread the word! It's this time, and you still think about him? I don't know, I really want to kill him with a sword!" Han Wen sneered repeatedly, since the third brother Xin was not here, he sent him out, and everyone He had already done the things ahead of time, because he knew that Li Xun Huan would not bear it.

"You!" Li Xun Huan's face changed suddenly, and he looked at Han Wen angrily.

Han Wen shook his head, and after a long time, said: "It seems that you and I can't drink this wine! From now on, it is very likely that we will be enemies and not friends! But--I look forward to Xiao Li Feidao's shot! Goodbye! Oh! Tie Chuanjia is already waiting for you outside, oh! There is news, Master of Bliss Cave, the Five Poison Boys may trouble you, be careful!"

After finishing speaking, Han Wen had disappeared, as if he had never been there before. Li Xun Huan felt disappointed, and he no longer knew whether he should blame him for meddling in his own business, or thank him for helping him...

(End of this chapter)