I Am Your Father

Falling into darkness, the remaining temperature in the dilapidated temple was blown away by the surrounding gusts of cool wind in a blink of an eye. A group of people tried their best to keep their eyes open, relying on the dark clouds outside to cover the gray light reflected by the moon. But to no avail.

"Ouch!"

"Who's there!"

"my hand!"

"Help, Senior Jiang!"

"There are ghosts! There are ghosts!"

Cries of pain and distress with trembling sounds rang out, and a black figure that was so fast that it was almost impossible to see a human figure swished through the crowd, and everywhere it passed was the sound of tearing cloth and brittle bones, thumping, thumping, screaming Again and again, the ups and downs came from all directions, and they filled the originally desolate ruined temple with extraordinary excitement.

Li Zhi knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so he just took advantage of the fact that these brats hadn't fully adapted to the darkness in front of them, and excitedly beat them up one by one. A few of Qu Liu's subordinates who were talking nonstop gave a few more slaps, all the internal organs were blown up and down by them, and they took turns to let the blood out.Who told him that his hands were itchy, he hadn't beaten someone so happily for a long time, this time the wind and rain were raging, the sulk that had accumulated in his heart at some point came out to the fullest.

As for Jiang Rusuan, it was really difficult to deal with, since the moment the fire went out, he disappeared from the darkness, allowing Li Zhi to attack the disciples of Shenjiu unscrupulously, while he speculated about the identity of the visitor in the dark with purpose.

Until Li Zhi's ghostly figure finally had a good time beating, he wailed on the ground and completely lost the power to resist, he turned his momentum and hurried towards Qu Liu behind the stone carving, the outline of the whole person gradually became clear.

Jiang Rusuan recognized Li Zhi, apparently did not expect him to find this place, let alone his intention to take Qu Liu away, Sen Leng's eyes fixed on him, suddenly appeared, a vigorous palm wind like The eagle's sharp claws roared and rushed towards Li Zhi.

Li Zhi quickly picked up Qu Liu who was covered in bruises, thankfully he still had a breath and was about to turn around and leave through the back door, feeling the gust of wind behind him, he returned his palms without thinking.Jiang Rusuan's kung fu is mostly due to his accumulated routines as an elder, but it is also destined to be mediocre. It seems that there are too many shackles to be able to dominate the young disciples under him who are only looking forward to him. Confronting Li Zhi head-on.

Sure enough, Li Zhi pushed forward with a palm, but Jiang Rusuan was no match for his palm strength. After walking all the way, he retreated a few feet away and bumped into the huge incense burner behind him. The dark ruined temple is even more turbid.

In the darkness where he couldn't even see the face of the other party clearly, Li Zhi vaguely felt that Jiang Rusuan's expression was different, but he didn't have time to think about it. After all, he didn't have any extra time to spend with Jiang Rusuan, and Qu Liu's breathing was weak on his back. The situation is not optimistic.

Moreover, he was carrying him on his back, so he couldn't use his skills to the maximum, and it was difficult to grab him again when he put it down, so he could only evacuate as soon as possible. If he could be delivered to Si Jie in time, maybe the Tianxu Kungfu could give him a chance of survival.

Thinking anxiously in his heart, Li Zhi rushed into the humid night with Qu Liu's figure on his back. The rain outside was getting lighter, and his vision became much clearer. It didn't disappear, but it was inexplicable. The other party seemed to be following at a leisurely pace, waiting for something.There was an unspeakable strangeness in his heart, he couldn't help but continued to speed up his pace, thinking that when Qu Liu was handed over to Si Jie, he would have to beat the old man until he knelt down and called him grandpa.

"I was wrong……"

Such a hoarse sound suddenly came to his ears, Li Zhi subconsciously thought that apologizing would be useless, but then he reacted, walked quickly, and glanced at Qu Liu hanging on his shoulder in astonishment.

Are you awake?

...not like that either.

Qu Liu's eyes were still tightly closed, his whole face was very gray, the raindrops fell on it, the blood stains in the corners of his eyes turned into streams of blood, and he didn't even know it flowed into his mouth.

At this moment, Li Zhi saw his pale lips slightly open and close, repeating it like a dream.

"Master... I was wrong..."

Master?

Li Zhi frowned, that's right, he learned this skill at a young age, so he was naturally taught by his master, and although this sentence of master's name was bleak, it was full of affection, and it seemed to be very emotional.

Just from what he meant, did they have any trouble before?

Guessing wildly, Li Zhi listened to the one or two words that popped out of his ears from time to time, and even gradually choked up, knowing that this little Tiangan really didn't have a clear mind, and he was afraid that he thought he was going to die, so he wantonly revealed his heart. .

"Your master isn't here," he yelled, moving the person who couldn't keep sliding up again, regardless of whether he could listen to it or not, "With your master here, you won't die."

Unexpectedly, seeing such a strong and upright Lengtouqing act coquettishly towards Master so out of control, Li Zhi's goosebumps came up.

He continued to gallop, but he couldn't help shaking his numbed scalp a few times, the water droplets on the bamboo hat were shaken off, and there were water marks in front of his eyes, which looked a little blurry.

And subconsciously opened his mouth, the hot breath met the cold eyes in the dark rainy night, and it condensed into a white frost mist between breaths, Li Zhi felt the familiar hot tide spread rapidly all over his body, panting heavily, conditioned reflex He thought it was Qu Liu who was releasing Xinxiang indiscriminately again, and was about to scold him, but his expression froze suddenly, and his steps slowed a little.

It's not Qu Liu, the golden needle on the back of his head is still sealed, it is impossible to release the letter incense.

Then why?

In a short period of time, his galloping legs had softened, and he could not fall to the ground with the support of his strong internal force, but the strong sense of oppression that belonged to the heavenly stem almost overwhelmed him, he gritted his teeth and urged all the internal force , but urgently, and my heart is panicked like never before.

——The fatal oppression seemed to come from his own body, as if he had been dormant for a long time, and when he woke up at this moment, the aggression soaring into the sky hit his most vulnerable waist and abdomen cavity as Dikun.

The icy raindrops were still falling one after another, but Li Zhi was already sweating, walking step by step. He suppressed the discomfort and looked back vigilantly. In a haze, he saw that Jiang Rusuan, who was following him all the way, was about to catch up at this moment. Then he suddenly recalled that when he pushed out his palm earlier, Jiang Rusuan's face was hidden in the darkness that he was bound to win.

25. Mess

The heavy panting almost shattered the eardrums, and the cold wind blowing off the sweat on the tip of the nose, but it couldn't dry the increasingly chaotic consciousness. In the darkness, Li Zhi struggled forward in the dense bamboo forest with one foot deep and one foot shallow. Biting his lip so hard that the corners of his mouth bleed, he finally manages to regain a sliver of clarity, and tightens his arms once again, knowing that the other party's goal is only for Qu Liu, before the rushing tide stirs again, Without hesitation, she tore off the strong hemp rope from the coir raincoat, wrapped it round and round around Qu Liu's waist, tied it with herself, strangled it tightly, and tied it into a knot, in case she lost strength later and threw the person down.

He really made a mistake. He really didn't expect that Jiang Rusuan knew that his skills could not improve any more, so he practiced this vicious palm technique that harms others and does not benefit himself with the heavenly stem Xinxiang. himself.

The strength of the incense held by each heavenly stem is different, so some inherently weak heavenly stems create this kind of evil art of taking other people's incense for their own use. The stronger the incense consumed during cultivation, the more lethal The bigger it is, the stronger it is, not only can it restrain the heavenly stems that are stronger than itself, even He Yuan, who is relatively slow in the face of Xinxiang's oppression, once he hits the palm, the strong breath of dry yang spreads from the inside to the outside, heart-piercing, and his skills are natural However, it will be greatly weakened.Not to mention, strictly enforce a Dikun.

Of course Jiang Rusuan didn't know that Li Zhi was Di Kun at first, he originally just wanted to hold him back with this opportunistic palm technique, after all he had only one purpose, to kill Qu Liu.But he didn't expect that after he chased after this journey, he had another unexpected harvest.

There was a blunt grin in the middle of aggressiveness, following the sound of the wind from far to near, Li Zhi suddenly dodged to one side, barely avoiding the vigorous and powerful palm wind, and looked around the foggy surroundings while heaving his chest , raising his breath with all his strength, bypassing the bamboo poles, tightening his arms, and loosening them suddenly, the bamboo poles that were pressed to the limit brought a strong wind, and slammed towards the river that was leaning down. If so.

For a moment, a large piece of bamboo was lifted by Li Zhi with this method, and he couldn't use the strength of his hands and feet. He could only use this natural power to contend with Jiang Rusuan while he was dizzy.

"I didn't expect you to be a Dikun," but no matter how hard he worked, the bamboos in the Northland are generally short and not too powerful. His style of play only made Jiang Rusuan pause for a short time, and suddenly jumped after he figured out the situation. , smashed the oncoming green bamboo with one palm, and grabbed the throat with the raised claws, and said sadly, "My disciple of Shenjiu has always paid attention to the morals of the world, and never made things difficult for Dikun, young hero Li, return Qu Liu to me. I, I let you go, how?"

"..." Li Zhi couldn't speak at all right now, his eyes were bloodshot, he was afraid that the tense internal force would relax a little bit, and the suppressed Di Kun Xinxiang would lose control, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

It's just that although he avoided Jiang Rusuan's surprise attack again, as Jiang Rusuan approached, the disgusting smell on the opponent's body became clearer, making Li Zhi's stomach churning, and it was even more difficult to clear his mind.

This is the shortcoming of Jiang Rusuan's palm technique. The incenses between the heavenly stems are mutually exclusive. He uses other heavenly stems to condense the palm technique, which is to put his own incense in the abyss and quagmire all the time. , irreversible degradation will occur, and the messy smell is easy to be discovered, and it will even affect its own skill. If you don't pay attention, there is a danger of going crazy.Because of this, Jiang Rusuan did not easily fight him in front of the disciple of Shenjiu.

"Oh!"