Comprehensive martial arts: The golden body is indestructible at the beginning

"Master, Master, Master!"

Outside the courtyard where Lu Yuan rented, Guo Xiang's clear voice like a lark floated in on the wind.

Hearing a click, Guo Xiang fell from the wall, and before she could stand still, she said happily: "Master, are you here?

Your disciple is here to see you! "

"I said little box, when will you learn to walk through the door?"

In the courtyard, Wen Hua was lying on a bamboo chair and said lazily: "Your master has taken someone out and won't be back until later."

"Going out?" Guo Xiang sighed in disappointment, and then asked curiously: "Brother Wen Hua, why didn't you go?"

"We are not patrolling the camp today, the city gates are closed." Wen Hua stood up, stretched, and muttered: "They went out to buy food.

Prices in this city really change from day to day. Yesterday, two big bucks could buy three steamed buns, but now I can only buy one.

If we don't collect some food, we will have to go to the streets to beg. "

"Ah?" Guo Xiang asked in surprise: "Is food so expensive in the city now?"

"She is really the eldest daughter of a wealthy family." Wen Hua smiled and patiently explained: "The prices are already cheap now.

Speaking of which, your father is really capable.

After guarding Xiangfan City for so long, there was still no famine in the city.

I think even if your father abandons martial arts and pursues literature, his achievements will not be lower than his martial arts. "

But these words did not bring any joy to Guo Xiang's face. She sat aside worriedly and said worriedly: "But I saw cattle and sheep grain brought in a few days ago. Could it be..."

"What are you talking about?" Wen Hua moved his body and said with a smile: "Who is your father? Just because he sticks to Xiangfan and never retreats, I believe he can't do anything like being greedy for money and money.

Besides, isn't there some kind of conference being held tomorrow? Anyone who comes to the house will not be allowed to order something good. I guess the money is squeezed out of your parents' coffers.

After all, he is a hero who has been famous for a long time, so he can't save even this little money. "

Guo Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, and the expression on his face improved slightly.

Seeing this, Wen Hua's smile became even brighter and he couldn't help but said, "I didn't expect that you still care about the country and the people."

"Don't you think they are pitiful?" Guo Xiang asked.

"It's pitiful, I didn't say they weren't pitiful." Wen Hua lay back on the chair again and said casually: "But there are so many pitiful people in the world, how can I take care of them.

It's best if you can pull it. If you can't pull it, just pretend you didn't see it. "

Guo Xiang stared at Wen Hua, who had his eyes closed, and then whispered softly for a long time: "Brother Wen Hua, you must not be a hero!"

"Why did you say that?" Wen Hua yawned slowly without opening his eyes.

"My father said that a great chivalrous person serves the country and the people." Guo Xiang sat on the stone table in the courtyard and shook her legs happily. "Based on what you just said, you are definitely not a great chivalrous person."

"Little girl Jiazi." Wen Hua laughed and scolded, "She's quite good at speaking truth.

In this case, I have to tell you about my deeds of killing Zhixuan with two swords..."

Guo Xiang's expression changed when she heard this, and she quickly covered her ears and shook her head, "Don't listen, don't listen!

I've listened to it no less than five times, and my ears get calluses if I listen to it again! "

"It's not up to you!" Wen Hua sat up and rubbed his hands, deliberately saying in an evil voice; "Hurry and take your hands off.

Listen to your brother and I will tell you slowly.

By the way..."

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded outside the wall.

"Hmph, it's really degrading to kill a Huodu and just talk about it all day long, for fear that others won't know what a shameful thing you did."

Then another rough voice sounded again.

"I think Lu Yuan is not worthy of his name. The people in the city don't know what kind of ecstasy soup they have been fed, and they only have good things to say about this guy.

I thought there was a young hero in the world who didn't care about fame and fortune, but I didn't expect that he was just a guy with a false reputation.

There's no need to test his skills now. Damn it, our trip was in vain. "

"It's not like he ran in vain. Didn't he find Miss Guo Er?" Another voice laughed. "You are so angry, are you jealous that he is more famous than you?"

"I'm jealous of what he did. He's just a young boy. There are no heroes to make Shuzi famous. Guo Jing is the only one who is generous and doesn't want to be friends with him. If it were me, I would have driven him out of Xiangfan City long ago... ..”

Several voices spoke happily, but no one noticed that Wen Hua's face became increasingly ugly.

Guo Xiang was still confused when she suddenly heard the voice of a middle-aged woman: "Miss Guo, don't get too close to such a sanctimonious person.

People like them don't have good intentions. They probably come because of the reputation of your Guo family. "

"Who do I make friends with, does it have anything to do with you?" Guo Xiang jumped off the table, put her hands on her hips and said dissatisfied: "You haven't even shown your face until now, and you still have the nerve to talk about others!"

Hearing this, the courtyard fell silent, and soon the voice of the cook sounded again, laughing and saying: "This temper is worthy of my taste as the daughter of Guo Daxia.

It’s not in vain that we have come all the way here. "

Before he finished speaking, six figures fell from the sky and landed in the courtyard.

They were dressed extremely strangely and looked different from ordinary people. They exuded an aura of both good and evil.

Wen Hua glanced at the few people with vigilant eyes, took out Ba Xiu from under the stool, then protected Guo Xiang behind him and said coldly: "Who are you?"

"You haven't even heard of our name, how dare you brag about yourself here?" A woman in her forties with scars all over her face sneered: "Put down your sword, we have something important to do today. Don't want to be troublesome.

But if you don't know how to appreciate it, don't blame us for being ruthless! "

"What nonsense are you talking to him?" A scribe with three long beards gently shook the folding fan. The impermanent ghost on the folding fan seemed to be alive and terrifying. "Get him out of here quickly, don't miss our important event."

The six of them said and walked slowly towards Wen Hua.

When Wen Hua saw that the person who came was not kind, he immediately tightened his grip on Ba Xiu and prepared to draw his sword as soon as his eyes were focused.

At this moment, the six people suddenly looked back at the door.

The door was pushed open almost at the same time, and Lu Yuan and his group walked in with food in hand, chatting and laughing, and were stunned when they saw this scene.

"Are there any guests?" Lu Yuan asked curiously, pointing at the six strange-looking people.

When Wen Hua saw Lu Yuan coming back, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and then said arrogantly: "These people are here to cause trouble."

"Who are you?" The white-haired old man among the six people suddenly felt something bad when he saw Lu Yuan. He was about to explain, but he heard Lu Yuan make a soft sound and said lightly: "That's easy to handle.

Beat him up and throw him out. "

"You..." The nun in black among the six was furious when he heard this. Just as he was about to speak, his eyes suddenly blurred.

The next second, she found herself flying against the wall.

A Fei was hitting her stomach with the scabbard of his sword. Looking at the nun's face twisted in pain, he said calmly: "Be patient, it will be fine after a while."

Li Xunhuan looked at Toutuo who had passed out in front of him and shook his head helplessly.

Duan Shengying was holding one in one hand and smiled at Lin Pingzhi, who was fighting fiercely with the middle-aged scribe: "Xiao Lin, can you help me?"

"No need!" Lin Pingzhi shouted lowly, his sword skills becoming even faster.

The middle-aged scribe wanted to speak, but was blocked by sword strikes like a sudden storm.

"You...you..." The white-haired old man finally came to his senses and looked at the few people who were taken down in the blink of an eye, feeling horrified in his heart!

They are all old acquaintances and know each other's strength very well.

Before this, except for the Condor Man, no one had ever made them unable to fight back.

I didn’t expect that the rumors in Xiangfan City were true...

At this moment, the white-haired old man suddenly felt a heavy tap on his shoulder, which almost made him jump up in fright.

He turned around quickly and saw Wen Hua looking at him with a wicked smile.

"You...what are you going to do?" the white-haired old man stuttered.

"Didn't you say that I am bragging?" Wen Hua Wenwei said: "Come, I will tell you about my heroic deeds.

Remember to applaud when you hear something exciting, otherwise be careful of my fist..."