Struggle of House Boss

Wolf Girl is Ji Wushuang's apprentice, so she also practiced Poison Demon Art with him.However, she dislikes the poisonous devil kung fu's sinister and secretive techniques, so she doesn't like to use it on weekdays, and she only practiced the one-handed whip technique as a substitute.

Now, she has been heartbroken by Zhuo Yihang, and she has no kindness towards men in the world, and she doesn't care about evil or evil. From Wudang to Songshan, she walks and kills all the way, leaving no dog or dog behind.Her full head of poisonous hair has also become a terrifying legend in the world.

At this time, half a month had passed since the night of Wudang's extermination, and Zhuo Yihang was nowhere to be found. The anger and hatred in the wolf girl's heart became more and more intense, and there was no sign of calming down at all.

Besieged by the Shaolin 72 monks, the wolf girl who was so angry still coped with it with ease, her body was scattered and lightly killed several people, her dazzling white hair seemed to have consciousness, and it automatically wrapped around her attacker. The tips of the hair were like steel blades, piercing hard into the flesh.

"Don't move, her hair is poisonous, if you pull it out, you will die of poisonous gas!" Seeing that his companion wanted to force out the white hair that had stuck into his body, an elderly monk hurriedly stopped him loudly.He has a wealth of experience, so he knows the power of Poison Demon Art better than his juniors.

The dozen or so monks who were entangled in white hair didn't dare to move any more, and stood frozen in place with horrified faces.

If they don't pull them out, how can the wolf girl spare their lives?Now, in her eyes, all men in the world deserve to die, even monks who are pure-hearted and devoted to Buddha.

She 'Jie Jie' laughed strangely for a while, and pulled back her hair with a flick of her head. At the same time, more than a dozen monks vomited dark red blood from their mouths, fell to the ground and died suddenly.With profound internal strength, mysterious and changeable moves, and pervasive poisonous hair, the wolf girl has all the advantages, even if she fights against 72 eminent monks alone, she will not lose the wind in the slightest.

This extremely unequal battle lasted only half an hour before it ended. The wolf girl stood in the pile of corpses with a smile on her white clothes, and she raised her head and took a deep breath, as if she was enjoying the rich aroma of her nose. bloody smell.

However, when she looked up and saw the man in black standing on the top of the treetop not far away, the cruel smile on her face immediately turned pale with shock, and she hurriedly stepped back a few steps, her white hair was driven by her true energy. The roots are floating, making a defensive posture.

"Master!" The wolf girl called out in a stiff voice with an expression as if she was facing a formidable enemy.Now that she has entered the path of magic, her skill has greatly increased. Although she can sweep away the masters of the eight sects, and can fight against her juniors, the only person she is afraid of is the master.

Although the bloody battle was in full swing, her heartstrings were always tense, and she knew the movements around her like the palm of her hand, so she didn't notice the arrival of Master at all.If Master wanted to attack her, wouldn't she die inexplicably and silently?Thinking of this, a chill ran up Wolf Girl's spine.

Seeing that Ji Wushuang's face was pale and his body was no different from that of a normal person, the wolf girl's eyes flickered, and she also saw that his feet were stepping on a few delicate branches and leaves, and his body could still swing left and right as the branches and leaves were blown by the breeze. A little weight, the wolf girl was terrified.

Who among the people in this world has such profound inner strength to apply lightness kung fu to the point of being as ethereal as smoke?Without these dispensable branches and leaves, the wolf girl believed that Ji Wushuang would be able to fly in the air without using any footholds.

From this point of view, after being split, Ji Wushuang's skill was not only not damaged, but even more profound.The wolf girl was terrified, her dark eyes did not dare to move away from Ji Wushuang, for fear that he would attack suddenly.

Standing on a high treetop with hands behind his back, watching the wolf girl kill, Ji Wushuang's eyes were as indifferent as ice, and his mood was as calm as water, without the excitement and joy he had imagined in advance.

Do you really care about the wolf girl so much?Will he really get angry because of her, because of her being attacked and seriously injured?Ji Wushuang thought to himself, feeling a little uncertain.Especially when he heard Wolf Girl's trembling "Master", the emotion that surged in his heart was not distress, but disgust.

"This deity is not your master!" Reflexively, he replied coldly.Hearing his cold answer, the wolf girl took a step back, her eyes darkened.

Ji Wushuang stared at her beautifully shaped almond eyes, and saw various negative emotions such as defense, fear, and hatred from her dark pupils.He raised his thick eyebrows that slanted into his temples, and he was even more sure that there was something wrong with it.In memory, these eyes should not be round almond eyes, but slightly raised, long and narrow phoenix eyes, and the gaze contained in these phoenix eyes should be as warm as water, clear but slightly intimate.

To be looked at by such eyes, what kind of spring breeze, what kind of physical and mental comfort should it be?Such a pair of eyes was vaguely sketched in his mind, and the corners of Ji Wushuang's straight lips hooked unconsciously.

After he regained consciousness from his unconscious imagination, he looked at the wolf girl under his feet again, his mood became more impetuous, and there were bursts of familiar tingling pains in his temples.

He used his internal force to suppress the pain, glanced indifferently at the wolf girl who was facing an enemy at his feet, and flew away.As for the wolf girl, he already disdained to take action, and it is obviously better to let her deal with the remnants of the Eight Sects.

The wolf girl stared at his back, and she let down her guard when he disappeared from sight. Her thin inner garment was already drenched with cold sweat.Fearing that Ji Wushuang would leave and come back again, the wolf girl didn't dare to stay here, so she immediately turned around and ran in the opposite direction, galloping, while hesitatingly thinking to herself: Since Master has come after him for thousands of miles, why did he let him go so easily? I?What is he trying to do?

After thinking about it, she couldn't find the root cause. The wolf girl put aside her distracting thoughts and kept accelerating, hoping to get as far away from Ji Wushuang as possible.

﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡ teach.His elder sister was dead, their greatest enemy Ziyang was dead, and the wolf girl was strangling the remnants of the Seven Sects for him. Without his own hands, he suddenly felt a little confused, as if a piece of his heart had been ripped out, empty.

He knew that he must have lost something very important, but every time he touched this blank space, the pain that seemed to explode in his mind prevented him from continuing to think.

Trying to suppress the waves of severe pain in his mind, Ji Wushuang left Songshan Mountain like a wandering soul, wandering aimlessly through the mountains and forests, drinking some stream water when he was thirsty, and finding a secret place to meditate when he was tired. There is absolutely no plan to return to the Demon Cult.

During the few days when he was in a coma, the Demon Cult was orderly, even more stable than when he was with his sister, and he felt like a dispensable existence.If he goes back, what can he do?Lead the tribe to kill the seven factions?But the Demon Cult has not moved so far, only dormant in the valley. It is obvious that the clansmen do not want to follow him to die.

He was not good at strategizing all his life, let alone running sects. He had nothing but killing.Now that most of the enemies have been eliminated, and the other half is dealt with by the wolf girl, he is useless.Since the clansmen want peace, then he will give them peace.

With such thoughts in mind, Ji Wushuang walked farther and farther away from the main altar of the Devil's Cult.One day, he walked through a dense jungle, found a towering tree, and sat cross-legged among the branches to meditate. After a while, a group of uninvited guests came under the tree, breaking his tranquility.

"Hmph! Don't struggle to your death anymore. With your three-legged cat skills, you will never be able to escape under the hands of me and Sisha!" A burly man in black led four masked masters, A young man in rich clothes and his followers surrounded him.

The young man has red lips and white teeth, and his appearance is exquisite. The most wonderful thing is his pair of upturned phoenix eyes, with arrogance and a little bit of charm.

Ji Wushuang looked down at the people under the tree, and his eyes lingered for a few more seconds on the young man's Yubai face and his ecstatic phoenix eyes.

The big man and the four people he led all had a steady foot, a long breath, and high temples, they looked like they were people with high martial arts skills.What's ridiculous is that Ji Wushuang sat directly above these masters, but no one noticed.

The young man's expression was resentful, even though he was bruised and almost buried by his opponent, he did not let go of his arrogance.He pointed at the big man and gritted his teeth and cursed, "Well, Ma Jin, you are not as good as a beast! My father has saved your life, took you in with good intentions, respected your outstanding martial arts, and gave you a high position. Come and take my place as the owner of the villa. If the six elders find out, they will definitely not let you go!"

"Hahaha~" the big man raised his head and laughed, and then spoke with contempt, "It's useless for you to be called Mr. Linglong. You are extremely smart, but you can't even see your own situation clearly. What's the use of you being good at managing the affairs of the villa? Martial talent, without outstanding martial arts, even if you are allowed to sit as the owner of the village, who among the six elders will obey you? I won't fight, and someone else will fight in the future. If I don't kill you, someone else will come to kill you in the future. Those six old men respect you clearly, and when they are down to earth, who will listen to your orders? Because you are about to die, I am kind enough to teach you. In this troubled world, if you want to live well, you need to rely on your brain alone. No, you still need to rely on force. Without your father's protection, wouldn't you, the clever and scheming young master, be almost dead?!"

The young man's eyes were blood red from what the big man said, and his violently heaving chest repeatedly expressed his anger.However, no matter how angry he was, it would be of no avail. His personal guards were all slaughtered, and he had no strength to resist, so he could only kill without a fight.

The big man didn't hold back his words, he raised his knife and slashed at the young man, but he didn't want to drag the young man's entourage to face the blade and block the fatal blow for him.

Spots of warm and bright red blood splashed on the young man's Yubai cheeks.The young man's eyes were tearing apart, and he watched the follower die in his arms in despair.Suppressing the overwhelming anger and grief in his heart, the young man put down his entourage and stepped back step by step until his back touched the thick tree trunk.

He stared at the big man, suddenly curled his lips into a sneer, took out a short blade as thin as a cicada's wing from his pocket, pressed it against his chest, and said harshly, "Ma Jin, it is a disgrace to my son to die by your hands! You don't need to do anything!" , I will end it myself. But don’t get too complacent. I’m dead, you, a little sect master, can’t compete with the six elders, and in their eyes, you are nothing more than a clown!”

The young man's exquisite jade face was stained with blood spots, and the upturned phoenix eyes were filled with a cold light of determination. He seemed to be in a mess, but he had a dilapidated and incomplete beauty.

Seeing the young man's phoenix eyes that became piercing in an instant, Ji Wushuang stared at his face, holding his breath, as if his forehead had been hit by a heavy hammer, the pain was extremely dull.

Under the tree, the big man named Ma Jin smiled ferociously, and said with disdain, "Hmph, since I can kill your father, I can also kill those six old men. You don't need to say such nonsense, Hurry down and accompany your dead ghost father!"

I didn't expect to hear such shocking secrets when I was dying. It turned out that my father was not killed by the enemy at all, but was assassinated by the most trusted subordinates. Attack the horse.

Expecting that the boy would be angered by him, Ma Jin smiled sinisterly, raised his knife, and mercilessly chopped at the boy's waist and abdomen.

The young man had no fear of life and death, and he did not dodge or avoid the big knife, and the short blade in his hand stabbed towards Ma Jin's chest persistently.It's a pity that the difference in strength between the two is huge, and the difference in stature is also huge. When the boy is cut in half, the short blade will not be able to touch even a hair of Ma Jin.

Seeing that the young man was about to die on the spot, Ma Jin's eyes were filled with complacency, but he didn't want a green light to shoot over him. He suddenly stopped, and the hand holding the knife was powerless, letting the young man send the short blade in. broke his heart.

Ma Jin fell to the ground with a bang, the young man and the other four killers looked at Ma Jin's body in astonishment, only to see that besides the short blade on his chest, there was a tender green leaf sticking out of his forehead.There is no need to doubt that Ma Jin was not killed by a young man, but at the hands of a peerless strong man who could kill people invisible by flying flowers and picking leaves.

The four killers couldn't care less about the young man at this time, they stood in a circle with their backs on their backs, looked around and shouted loudly, "Who? Come out!"

The young man stood stiffly beside the corpse, staring at the small leaf on Ma Jin's forehead, a few gleams of hope appeared in his dark phoenix eyes filled with despair.