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"..." Shan Simiao looked around, and it seemed that the two of them couldn't move for a while, so he focused his thoughts on the two of them.

"What are you thinking, Hu Bugui must be killed, he is the one who hurt you! And..."

"And all your belongings are tied to Jiang Wei." Shan Simiao said for him.

Meng Yunting nodded hurriedly, but worried that he was seriously injured, and wanted to pick up the knocked down sword for him.Shan Simiao pressed his hand to pick up the sword, stood up unsteadily, and walked towards Hu Bugui.

Hu Bugui sat cross-legged on the ground, raised his eyes to look at him while exercising his kung fu, but he didn't panic, he just said, "I'll pay ten times as much as you bet."

"What? Ten...Ten times?!" Meng Yunting's tongue trembled when he heard this, but Shan Simiao was thinking more.

200 taels of silver is definitely not an amount that a wandering swordsman can afford.Shan Simiao stared at Hu Bugui in front of him, convinced that this was a tactic to delay the attack.

Pa——a heavy purse was thrown out, and it looked like it was more than 50 taels.

"..." Shan Simiao frowned, and before he could make a decision, Hu Bugui in front of him suddenly stood up, passed him, and attacked Jiang Wei in the distance.

I thought that the two of them were at the end of their battles, but seeing that he could recover in a short period of time, Jiang Wei was shocked, but he had no time to respond. Seeing the blade approaching, he only had time to push his daughter out, but he was shot The knife pierced through the belly and was nailed to the ground.

"Life is immortal, death is endless, Jiang Wei, you still have today." Hu Bugui seemed to be still resentful, he turned the point of the knife around his abdomen fiercely, and looked at him coldly Cramped face.

"I'm sorry... Yingying... Yu'er..." Jiang Wei on the ground faintly called out the last two words, and then lost his breath.

"Daddy!!! You villain, I will fight with you." Jiang Yingying yelled and rushed towards Hu Bugui, but she was no match for Hu Bugui, and she was grabbed by her delicate neck after a few blows.

"Hand over the things, and I will spare you from dying."

"Pooh!"

Hu Bugui was suddenly spat on the face, and with a wave of his hand, he threw the girl out, hitting Shan and Meng who wanted to sneak away.

"People who are troublesome can't stay." Hu Bugui sneered, and walked towards several people with a knife in his hand. Meng Yunting stared at the red transparent tip of his knife, and for a while, he didn't even want to run away. Gone.

"Hey, let's do the math, will we die here today?" Shan Simiao leaned on his shoulder, speaking weakly.

"What time is it, what a fart!" The atmosphere was already tense, but hearing this kid's teasing, Meng Yunting suddenly became angry.

It's just that before the words were finished, Shan Simiao suddenly pushed him away and rushed out. Meng Yunting's shoulders were empty, but seeing that Shan Simiao was about to hit the knife point by himself, he quickly closed his eyes and pulled out again. The tube of bamboo sticks around his waist was shaken, and he was still chanting words.

Jiang Yingying, who was lying on the ground, stared at the front without moving.She only saw Shan Simiao's strange movements, as fast as lightning, without even seeing a shadow, she arrived in front of Hu Bugui in an instant, but when she stopped suddenly, she turned on her toes and jumped up, Hu Bugui slightly He was taken aback for a moment, and when he looked up, he saw this kid holding a broken sword and attacking him from top to bottom, his moves were beautiful and impeccable.

"Yanluo Pingqiu?" Hu Bugui turned sideways in disbelief, but a corner of the outermost cloak was cut.

This is a knife style he created himself, and he has never taught anyone else. He just used it once when he was fighting Jiang Wei. How could this kid do it?

Hu Bugui stared at Shan Simiao in surprise, just about to open his mouth, but saw the other party attacking with his sword again, this time, faster than last time.

The shadow of the sword was like a shuttle, and Hu Bugui didn't even see the opponent's figure clearly. He didn't get up until the point of the sword penetrated into the flesh.

On the arm, blood was dripping.

But Shan Simiao, who was shaken to the side, was even worse.The sword in his hand was broken inch by inch, completely turning into a pile of broken copper and rotten iron.It was bought at the market by him secretly saving silver before, and he kept it wrapped in cloth and carried it behind his back, not wanting to use it.Lying on his back on the ground, he couldn't move now, his meridians seemed to be shattered, and the pain was overwhelming.

"Li Gua, life at a desperate place... Life! Haha!" Meng Yunting touched the sign in his hand and laughed, but saw Shan Si Miao lying motionless on the ground not far away, and hurried over.

"Slow to death..." Shan Simiao murmured, he had almost no energy left.

"Boy, who are you?" Hu Bugui put away his bleeding arm, but did not dare to move again.The move this kid just used was clearly used by him not long ago on Jiang Wei.If he is a genius, even if he has a photographic memory, it is absolutely impossible for him to make his saber technique so smooth for the first time.What's even more frightening is that the moves he used were faster than his own.

But if you say that he is a master, but he obviously doesn't have the slightest internal strength, and he shattered the meridians of his whole body in one fell swoop.

"Heh, passer-by." Shan Simiao couldn't make a sound, these words were like exhaling, Meng Yunting saw Hu Bugui still holding a knife, and stood sideways in front of Shan Simiao.

Hu Bugui raised the knife in his hand for a while, looked at this weird boy half-believingly, he hadn't made up his mind to kill or not, when suddenly his ears moved, and he heard the noise of villagers in the distance, he had no choice but to close The knife leaves.

Anyway, this kid's meridians have been cut off, and there is nothing wrong with measuring him.

After Hu Bugui left, Meng Yunting was able to breathe again.

"Shan Simiao, don't sleep, don't sleep!" Seeing that Hu Bugui had left, Meng Yunting heaved a sigh of relief, looked down, but saw that Shan Simiao slowly closed his eyes, and quickly put his eyes away. Let's talk when people wake up.

Shan Simiao's whole body seemed to be nailed with thousands of nails. He couldn't care less about other things. He wished he could faint immediately. Thinking of this, he really fainted.

When he opened his eyes again, he seemed to be in a farmhouse.

Meng Yunting on the side was nodding and falling asleep holding a bowl of medicine.Shan Simiao wanted to move his body, but found that he couldn't move anything except his eyeballs. The pain in his body didn't hurt at all, but it was so numb that he could hardly feel the existence below his neck.

"Hey, magic stick." Since he couldn't move his hands, he could only move his mouth.

Meng Yunting in the dream seemed to hear someone calling him, and frowned slightly, but did not wake up.

"When the wind blows, you can't see your head, you can't see your head, you're upside down, you're sad, you're slow, you're smooth, you're not free when you're fast." Shan Simiao moved his neck, tilted his head reluctantly, and muttered in a leisurely manner.

I saw the person who was sleeping soundly, and when he heard these words, he suddenly jumped up from the chair with a sound of Peng Deng, and still kept yelling, "What! Shake the upper ridge, make a hexagram?! Who? Touched my bad luck again!!"

"...I'm already like this, so it's not a trick?" Shan Simiao said helplessly, rolling his eyes.

Seeing that someone woke up, Meng Yunting threw away the medicine bowl in his hand and rushed over, crying into tears.I didn't know, I thought he was crying.

"...Have you finished crying? It hurts when you cry."

"You are so heartless, I finally rescued you, and you just treat me like this." Meng Yunting wiped his nose, his big eyes were watery, and he was more delicate than a girl's family.