The Eastern Invincible Harvested Grass to Blackwood Cliff

In the scorching sun, Deng Jiuru was riding a horse and squatting upright in the yard, with a stone bucket full of well water hanging on his arms. Beads of sweat dripped down his forehead, and his chest and back were covered with sweat. His clothes were already soaked, even so, his steps were as steady as a rock, and the stone buckets on his arms were also firmly hung on, the water surface was so calm that there was no fluctuation.

In the shade of the room, Su Baiyun watched all this with a satisfied smile on his face.This child was rescued from the dead when he passed by a small mountain village. He had seen too many such children. After the catastrophe, the rest of his life happened to be an expert. Famous hall.

However, if you want to practice martial arts, you must not only have aptitude, but more importantly, you must have the perseverance to endure hard work. Until now, he is very satisfied with Deng Jiuru.

This child's aptitude is not bad, but he has practiced the most difficult and lonely basic skills in the past month, but he has seen his perseverance, hard work can make up for his weakness, this child must be promising.

When the sun turned to the west and the time came, Deng Jiuru unloaded the bucket, went back to the house and drank a big bowl of water, Su Baiyun looked at it cheerfully, and said with a smile: "Jiuru, you You have practiced your basic skills well, and from today onwards, I will officially call you moves."

"Yes, master." Deng Jiuru was happy in his heart. Although everything happened in front of him was so unbelievable, it was true that he had returned to the time when he was rescued by Su Baiyun back to Luyun Peak when he was 12 years old.

He has been heartless all his life, and in this life, no matter what happens, he can't be confused anymore, otherwise, God who gave him a chance will definitely send down a thunderbolt to strike him down.

Practicing is very tiring, bitter, and boring, but every time he gritted his teeth and persisted until the end, why would he stand by that person's side?

Deng Jiuru is sincere and not afraid of hard work, Su Baiyun is happy, and he also teaches sincerely and selfishly. The two masters and apprentices teach one another like this, and there is no sun and moon in the mountains. In the blink of an eye, five years have passed. Su Baiyun was so happy that he called Deng Jiuru one day and said, "I am very satisfied with you as a kung fu master, but it is useless to practice this kung fu every day. If you want to go further, you have to go to the rivers and lakes." After a lot of fighting, you need to slap a few people with your palm to make progress, and you need to poke a few holes with your sword to make progress, understand?"

Deng Jiuru rolled his eyes, why didn't he know in his previous life that there was such a wicked heart hidden under Su Baiyun's serious and upright appearance?He also slapped people a few times and poked holes in them a few times, but Deng Jiuru rolled his eyes and smiled.

"Why don't you say something about Master Zhitu Mo Ruo, I think so too!"

Su Baiyun is the old bad water, Deng Jiuru is the little bad water, Deng Jiuru narrowed his peachy eyes, thinking in his heart that in his previous life, no one had a problem with their family Dongfang, and in this life he won't do anything with Dongfang, he will take care of everything!

It was originally planned to go down the mountain in three days, but on the second night, the master and apprentice drank some wine, Su Baiyun slept very soundly that night, when they woke up together in the morning, Deng Jiuru had disappeared, Su Baiyun was still a little sad, The master and apprentice have been together for five years, and the relationship is very deep. The apprentice has gone down the mountain, and being a master naturally feels uncomfortable. Su Baiyun sighed. From today on, no one will cook delicious meals or serve hot wine with meals.

Glancing across the table, Su Baiyun was stunned suddenly. The sword on the table is not Deng Jiuru's, which Qinglong Sword is it? This kid hasn't left yet?Or, forgot to take the guy away?

Su Baiyun was puzzled, thinking that this little monkey boy is smarter than anyone else, it is impossible for such a thing to forget to bring a weapon, well, probably this kid is going to leave today, and he will go down the mountain to the town to buy food and drink for him. My master cooks a table of sumptuous food and wine, but Jiuru this child has a conscience and is a good boy, unlike the three apprentices of the junior and junior, who are more worry-free than the other!

Su Baiyun was very happy. He walked to the table and saw that there was a piece of paper under the Qinglong sword. He moved the sword away, picked up the paper and saw that it said: Master, apprentice, I am going down the mountain today. Yes, I know master, you old bastard, you have a good face all day long. In fact, you have been fascinated by the witch and old witch who lives in Xishan for a long time. This time, I will not be in the way as an apprentice. It will be convenient for you, old man, won't you?

As a reward for my apprenticeship, I took away your precious sword Buddha Light Sword, oh, and the private money that you thought was safe, master, that is, the silver you stuffed in the wall bricks, I also took away .

"Little monkey boy Deng Jiuru!"

Su Baiyun rolled his eyes, almost lost his breath, went to the place where he usually hangs his sword, and sure enough, his magic sword, which he had worn all his life, was gone, and when he checked his money again, it was all taken away. He took it and ran away, and Su Baiyun was so angry that he blew his beard and stared and stomped his feet.

At this time, on the mountain road, a little donkey was walking slowly on the road. The donkey walked slowly, and Deng Jiuru on the donkey's back was not in a hurry. After a while, he felt that the scenery in the mountains was beautiful, so Deng Jiuru lay on the grass to bask in the sun. Basking in the sun, breathing in the mountain breeze, some passers-by saw this man, and they all thought this man was strange, and then saw that this man was carrying a sword behind his back, and he was dressed like a manipulator, so he only slandered his insanity in his heart, but he didn't dare to criticize him. give pointers.

Deng Jiuru narrowed his peach eyes, pulled out a piece of grass from the ground, and teased the little donkey. He didn't care what others thought of him, "Donkey brother, let's go forward like this, let's go to Jiangxia County."

He, Deng Jiuru, was incompetent in his previous life, but the gang he joined was the most well-informed about the traffickers. He knew everything about what happened in the world's martial arts world. Who made him have a good memory and kept it in the present?

Even though Jiangxia County is a small county at night, there are a few lively streets. The people on the road are bustling with each other, but no one pays attention. A black shadow flashes across the roof beside them like lightning. I don't know that the most solemn and solemn County Taiye's Mansion on weekdays is also putting on a good show at this time.

"Little beauty, be good, don't let you, Mr. Tian, ​​trouble me. I only pick flowers and don't hurt people's lives, hehe." At this time, the fledgling Tian Boguang didn't have the reputation of walking alone in thousands of miles, and that knife didn't break through the wind knife. Famous, but the flower picker is played vividly by him.

The woman in front of him was so frightened that her face became even more beautiful. Tian Boguang just moved forward, but someone slapped him behind him. Tian Boguang's true soul was almost knocked out of his body.

Without daring to look back, Tian Boguang jumped out a few steps away with a "snag", and then he turned around and saw a young man standing in front of him. It was bulging, it looked like he was carrying a sword, and when he looked at his face, he was not a handsome man, but the pair of charming peach eyes on his face were very striking, his round face was white and tender, He looked about fifteen or sixteen years old.This person is none other than Deng Jiuru.

"Which family are you a child from? You came here in the middle of the night to scare you, Mr. Tian. You can't find death?" Tian Boguang saw that he was a half-grown child, and he stabilized his mind and said with raised eyebrows.

The man was not angry, he smiled, opened his mouth and said: "Hey, senior brother Tian, ​​you are called a flower picker in vain, your eyes are long and the back of your head is up, isn't this a big girl, she is a handsome little brother."

Tian Boguang was dumbfounded when he heard it, what, what did he call himself, brother?Why didn't I know where such a junior came out of nowhere.What else did he say, not a big girl?

At this time, the trembling county magistrate's precious "daughter" didn't know where the strength came from at this time, she rushed behind Deng Jiuru in one step, and looked at Tian Boguang tremblingly: "I, I am indeed a man. When I was young, fortune tellers said that my life was so difficult that I could only escape the catastrophe by pretending to be a girl, so my father and mother always let me pretend to be a girl."

Tian Boguang walked over step by step, and stretched out his hand towards the county magistrate, the young master closed his eyes in shock, but saw Tian Boguang pulled it into the young man's crotch, then his face turned blue, and he withdrew his hand.

"Damn! What a fucking bad luck! You're such a handle!" Tian Boguang glared angrily, and the young man glanced at him, and was so frightened that he hid behind Deng Jiuru with his trouser belt.

Tian Boguang's eyes fell on Deng Jiuru: "Little baby, what did you call me just now, brother, what kind of brother are you?"