[Comprehensive martial arts] Protect our little prince

Zhao Mingyu looked expressionlessly at the "heroes" who wanted to break through by force, and waved directly to his subordinates to capture them all. Of course, they borrowed Gong Jiu's subordinates.

However, he believed that one day, he would also be able to summon many useful subordinates, and then lead this group of subordinates to dominate the world.

Gong Jiu glanced at the somewhat strange cousin suspiciously, shook his head and walked up to Zhao Mingyu, knelt down and frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhao Mingyu looked over aggrieved, "Ninth brother, can you relieve acupuncture points?"

Whatever is written in the scriptures, you can just rush away after being acupointed. The problem is, he has grown so big, and no one told him how to rush.

outrageous.

Of course Gong Jiu would solve the acupoints, but when the person who ordered the acupoints became Wang Lianhua, he was not sure if he could untie the acupuncture points. Instead of trying it himself, he might as well go to Wang Lianhua directly, "Senior, Ming Yu should be punished for his rude words. It’s just that it’s too dangerous here, why don’t you untie the acupoints first, and then teach him a lesson after returning to the boat?”

Zhao Mingyu turned his head and said in a low tone, "Ninth Brother..."

Wang Lianhua hugged her arms, her eyes turned to Zhao Mingyu, she nodded with a slanted eyebrow, "It's a good idea."

Although he didn't think it was dangerous here, it would be nice to see this kid deflated.

The little prince finally regained his freedom, but the little prince was not happy. His dear brother succumbed to the boss's despotic power and refused to shield him from the wind and rain.

He is no longer a flower in the greenhouse, he is now a weed on the side of the road, the kind that can be stepped on by anyone who comes up.

woo woo woo~

He is so pathetic.

The little ancestor squatted on the ground and drew circles, and the dark clouds above his head seemed to turn into reality.

The few people next to them were uncommonly expressionless.

The Jianghu people who tried to escape were quickly caught. They were not the only ones on the island, there were people hiding in other places. Zhao Mingyu squinted his eyes, looked at the boulder not far away and said loudly, "Young Master Yuan, you still refuse to come out. ?"

Yuan Suiyun came out of the cave, because of the fierce artillery fire, his neat clothes were stained with gray stains, and he looked very embarrassed. Beside him, Ding Feng was holding his arms, and blood was still overflowing between his fingers.

Zhao Mingyu has already sent people to enter the Bat Island ahead of time, knowing where they will be when the auction is held, the firepower is concentrated on the top of the cave and exploded, it is not easy to escape with all their tails and tails, and there are still many who are not able to get home and are blocked by stones In the cave, I have already given my life there.

Ding Feng leaned on the stone, seeing that his young master's expression was inexplicable, he held his breath and dared not speak, he was afraid that once he opened his mouth, his voice trembling with fear would no longer be able to hide.

The imperial court sent troops to bomb the Bat Island, and their news must have leaked out. It is no longer necessary to investigate what went wrong now. What is important is that Wuzheng Villa may be involved.

They established Bat Island overseas, and kept it from the owner from the beginning to the end. If the owner knew that they had done these things outside...

Yuan Suiyun supported the stone wall, and his fingertips had already scratched blood. Of course he knew what Ding Feng was worried about, so what if his father knew about it. famous.

A young man with a good face came out from behind the boulder, "looked" at Zhao Mingyu with empty eyes, and the smile on his face was a little crazy, "Gong Ziyu, Gong Ziyu, can mobilize the imperial navy, and it is more than a dozen At a young age, I think he is the Changle King Zhao Mingyu who disrupted the Jianghu a few days ago."

What was kidnapped, what was seriously injured and stupid, it was all to cover up for him to walk on the rivers and lakes.

The emperor's move was really good. On the pretext that Changle King was kidnapped to clear the Jiangnan officialdom, Changle Wang Mingming was recovering from his injuries in the palace, but in fact he went to the rivers and lakes to stir up trouble under the alias of Gong Ziyu.

Good plan.

He originally followed Yun Hede and He Neng, and the little Bat Island could expose King Changle, the court really gave him face too much.

As the conspiracy theory of the original Shaozhuang owner came out, the expressions of several people present became more complicated.

Gong Ziyu is Zhao Mingyu?

Thanks for thinking about it.

Zhao Mingyu looked over flattered, and couldn't believe that he was such a powerful person in the heart of the original young master, "Ninth Brother, Ninth Brother, pinch me quickly, am I dreaming?"

This year's Jianghu people are really too good, and they know how to praise him without his teaching.

Gong Ziyu = Zhao Mingyu

In other words, he is no longer a little piggy who can't do anything well, but a big boss who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger.

Lao Tzu's approval!

Gong Jiu sighed, and patted the little ancestor's head to calm him down, "Don't think too much, everyone who knows you in the world knows that you will definitely not be Gong Ziyu, and people who don't know you will be so random guess."

Zhao Mingyu also glanced at him indifferently, and then looked at Yuan Suiyun coldly, "This young master is this young master, not some Changle king. If I confuse this young master with him, who is the original young master looking down on?"

Zhao Mingyu clutched his chest, suffered two fatal blows one after another, and fell to the ground precariously, staring at the sky blankly, "I don't care, anyway, we both look the same, if we walk in the rivers and lakes in the future, I will also be Gong Ziyu."

Gong Jiu's strength intensified, and he gave him a brainstorm, "You dare to act recklessly, and you will never even think about leaving the capital in this life."

Zhao Mingyu covered his head, bared his teeth and stopped talking.

Beside the boulder, Yuan Suiyun, who had very sensitive ears, heard what they said, paused and continued, "If I heard correctly, the one who spoke just now was the King of Changle, and the little Bat Island is worth the court's trouble, but it's true. Yuan's luck."

Zhao Mingyu looked up lazily, "Master, don't think too much, and you shouldn't think too much, it's just boring for me to come here, and your Bat Island is actually like that, my brother wants to kill you purely because You have gone too far, he can't see this stupid island."

The smile on Yuan Suiyun's face finally disappeared, and he said calmly with his long sleeves hanging down, "As far as I know, the lord doesn't have a younger brother. You tell me so freely, do you think you can definitely catch me?"

At this time, he can still speak slowly, as if nothing is worth his nervousness.

He did have the capital to be calm.

No one in the Jianghu has seen Yuan Dongyuan's martial arts, and no one has seen Yuan Suiyun's martial arts. Even if they know that he is both civil and military, when they meet him in person, they subconsciously think that he is a weak and aristocratic son.

Everyone felt that the original young village owner couldn't see him, and he was the old son of the original old village owner. The original old village owner would definitely not want him to suffer from martial arts training.

In fact, Yuan Suiyun's talent in martial arts is excellent, and Bat Island has collected martial arts cheats from all major sects in the world, and he has already learned those cheats before selling them.

So far, he has practiced 33 kinds of martial arts that others may not be able to learn in a lifetime.

Yuan Suiyun stood there with his hands behind his back, and the smile quickly returned to his face, "You guys think, among the 33 martial arts, which one can you do?"

Zhao Mingyu sat cross-legged on the ground, looked at the genius who learned martial arts as easily as eating with his face on his face, and said in a disheveled voice, "Senior, he knows 33 kinds of martial arts, is it more than you?"

Caiji himself doesn't know anything, but besides Caiji himself, everyone around Caiji is a genius. The most talented person has set a record that no one can break so far. There are only 33 kinds of martial arts, which are completely ranked in front of the king who can do everything. Not on the number.

Don't you think so, Senior Wang?

Wang Lianhua said with a half-smile, "33 kinds of martial arts are indeed nothing, but this is Ah Yu's own business, and I will not interfere."

"It's just Yuan Suiyun, don't bother Master to make a move." Zhao Mingyu clenched his fists, his eyes lit up with fighting intent, and before he finished speaking, he had already rushed over.

Zhao Mingyu looked at the two entangled figures worriedly, and kept thinking, "The general will not rush to the front in a war, how dangerous, anyway, we have a lot of people, what is the morality of the world when we beat the bad guys? Crush him with numbers."

Alas, my younger brother still hasn't learned the essence of being in the rivers and lakes. At this time, he should use more bullying and bullying the weak, beat the old master to death with random punches, and directly beat Yuan Suiyun until he can't get up and then arrest him. Fighting alone is too risky.

Gong Jiu sighed again, even a little rejoicing that this little ancestor's martial arts is not good, if this martial arts is good, it will not turn the world upside down.

Zhao Mingyu was taught and brought up by Shen Lang and Wang Lianhua. His own martial arts talent is not bad, and his martial arts are on par with Yuan Suiyun. The two have fought for a long time, but there is still no tendency to decide the winner.

Ding Feng, who was hiding behind the boulder, couldn't wait any longer, and was about to sneak attack when he saw the right time. Anyway, he couldn't leave Bat Island alive, and he could take one away.

Gong Jiu, Wang Lianhua, and Chu Liuxiang tensed their bodies at the same time, and the three stones were struck quickly with tremendous force, one hit the knee, one pierced the heart, and one pierced the head.

The one on the knee was from Chu Xiangshuai, who never wanted to kill anyone, and the remaining two were from the two who didn't care about the life or death of the enemy.

When Zhao Mingyu came to his senses, the blood under Ding Feng's body had already spread a lot.

The little prince was startled, jumped up from the ground and hid behind Gong Jiu, "Brother Jiu, it was the other party who broke the rules first, go and help Ming Yu catch him."

"Wait a little longer." Gong Jiu turned around and covered his eyes to prevent him from seeing too much blood. "It is easier to break through between life and death. Yuan Suiyun is a good opponent for Ming Yu. When he really fights But, it's not too late for Brother Nine to make a move."

Zhao Mingyu sighed, "Practicing martial arts is so difficult."

Suddenly, he felt that it didn't matter if he was not good at martial arts. At most, he would carry out demolition with a sword, and high-end things like fighting with people should be left to truly high-end talents.

The official ships around had stopped bombarding, and the navy went to the island to look for survivors. When Yuan Suiyun was caught, the matter on Bat Island would come to an end. Gong Jiu made a gesture to Chu Liuxiang, asking him to take Zhao Mingyu back to the boat and wait. It's really not suitable for the little ancestors who haven't seen blood much.

"Young master has actually seen blood." The young prince returned to the cabin, patted his leg and said vicissitudes of life, "My own blood is also blood, and you can't say that you haven't seen it just because what you saw was your own blood." Bloody."

The corners of Chu Liuxiang's mouth twitched slightly, and the little ancestor Xindao was in a good mood.

After other people were kidnapped, most of them kept silent so as not to recall the horrible scene at that time, but this one is so good, he can still make fun of himself.

This waits from the sun to the moon to the moon.

Zhao Mingyu held the bowl, looked at the dark Bat Island, and felt that eating was not delicious, "Brother Chu, you can't see anything on the island, are they going to have an accident?"

"Senior Wang is here, so don't worry." Chu Liuxiang comforted him with a glass of wine. He didn't know how Zhao Mingyu's martial arts were, but he knew Wang Lianhua's strength. Even a genius cannot be compared with him.

Zhao Mingyu swallowed his food, and said with a sigh, "I always feel that with Senior Wang's temperament, seeing Ming Yu's defeat, not only will he not go up to save people, but he will sneer at him and let him continue to fight."

It's that kind of: What does the matter of the apprentice have to do with the master?It's just that he is not good at learning. Our family is unhappy and beats the younger one to grow old. This apprentice is useless, so just take another one.

Chu Liuxiang reluctantly drank the wine in the glass, "If Senior Wang hears, no one on board can save you."

The little ancestor paused, pretending that he hadn't said anything just now, and pretended to be a qualified cook.

The official ships outside had already withdrawn for dozens of miles, and there was still no movement on the shore after they finished their meal. Zhao Mingyu couldn't bear it anymore after staying up until midnight, and fell asleep on the table in a daze.

Before falling asleep, I once again thanked myself for not being good at martial arts.

Martial arts competitions are really exhausting. Not only do you have to study hard to be talented, but you will also have to fight for days and nights when you meet opponents who are not even close.

not hungry?

Are you not tired?

Oh, people who practice martial arts are not afraid of cold and heat, they can bear tiredness and even hunger, and they can't die if they don't eat or sleep for three to five days.

God, is this still human?

Chu Liuxiang sent the drowsy little ancestor back to the room. He could only shake his head when he heard his babbling in his sleep. Normal people practice martial arts. When they hear that they can not eat or drink, they will only lament their high martial arts. After all, only the legendary immortals The higher the martial arts, the more likely it is to reach that state.

This little ancestor is so good, he only cares about eating.

The next morning, Zhao Mingyu got up from the bed and got out of bed to wash after being dazed for a long time. He slept too late last night. If he hadn't been used to getting up early these days, he could even sleep until the afternoon.

Why did you sleep late yesterday?

ah!younger brother!

The little prince woke up suddenly, and wanted to ask them if they had decided the winner, but just as he pushed open the door, he bumped into Gong Jiu's arms, "Brother Jiu, you've been hit hard on the head, you're easy to become stupid."

Gong Jiu rubbed his chest, gave him a blank look and replied, "It's all right, anyway, you can't be any more stupid."

"Things are impermanent, and people's hearts are changeable. You are no longer the Ninth Brother who loves me and loves me." Zhao Mingyu sighed one after another, feeling like a pliable little poplar who was forced to grow up, trying to grow out of difficulties into a tall and straight towering giant. Tree.

Of course, it is an illusion.

After hearing what he said, Gong Jiu gave him a slap in the face, "Yuan Suiyun has been arrested, and Senior Wang is treating Ming Yu's wounds next door, so don't go and make trouble with them."

"Heal the wound? Is the injury serious?" Zhao Mingyu asked worriedly, saying that it is risky to fight alone, and when I am strong and the enemy is weak, I should take advantage of the numbers. If the big guys fight together, the chances of getting it will be greatly reduced.

That Yuan Suiyun was cruel and merciless, Ming Yu's injury must be very painful.

"With Senior Wang here, any injury can get better quickly." Gong Jiu believed in Wang Lianhua's medical skills very much. Seeing that their little ancestor's brows were still frowning, he simply used other things to divert his attention, "Bat A lot of secrets about Jianghu and martial arts were found in the island, and there are millions of taels of jewelry and money."

"Ninth Brother, Senior Wang heals injuries so well, does that mean that Ming Yu may be injured often?" Zhao Mingyu looked at the closed door in a daze, and asked in an erratic tone, "When you practiced martial arts when you were young, did you get injured?"

Gong Jiu: ...

Gong Jiu continued his topic with great difficulty, "It's just that I checked the seized ledger and searched the entire Bat Island, and half of the money is still missing."

"What? Missing?" As soon as these words came out, the little ancestor's attention was drawn away from the easy injury of martial arts. "If it is silver, it must be found. How can it be missing?"

"It's true that the money can't be found, and there is no indication on the ledger." Gong Jiu took him to the middle of the cabin, and put all the ledgers found on the island in front of him, "Look and see."

Chu Liuxiang was already sitting there, and Gong Jiu didn't avoid him when he was looking at the account book, or in other words, because Gong Jiu couldn't understand the account book, he was the one who compared the money just now.

Chu Xiangshuai drank wine unrequitedly, wishing to push all the accounts far away. Li Hongxiu helped him take care of his own property, and such things as accounts would never be presented to him as an eyesore, but they should I can still understand it.

Unexpectedly, Young Master Jiu looks so powerful, but he is actually a shopkeeper who is more handsome than him. He can understand it anyway, but this old man can't even understand it.

It's hard for him to control such a big force on Wuming Island, and the art of imperial control is really convincing.

Seeing Chu Liuxiang's expression, Zhao Mingyu knew that the two of them didn't read the account book seriously, so he resigned himself to opening one by one to find clues. Therefore, professional things have to be done by professionals. He is not good at martial arts, but he can settle accounts. .

He never dared to let him see the account books of his brother's private treasury, for fear that he would see a loophole and scold him for spending money lavishly.

Xiao Caiji also has spring, he is actually very powerful.

The little prince quickly scanned through all the ledgers, picked out two that might have problems and asked, "Ninth brother, does Huashan have any influence?"

"Huashan School, one of the Seven Great Sword Schools of Wulin, is located in Huashan." Gong Jiu replied.

Zhao Mingyu nodded, and then continued to ask, "Is the Huashan faction related to Yuan Suiyun?"

"Master Kumei, the head of the Huashan School, has a good relationship with the original old owner of Wuzheng Villa. Why, do you suspect that the money was sent to Huashan?" Gong Jiu squeezed his chin and shook his head thinking it was impossible, "Yuan Suiyun established a bat Island, Yuan Dongyuan didn’t know about it, Master Kumei of Huashan School and Yuan Dongyuan were old friends, and there should be no contact with him, a junior.”

"Young Master Ninth, among the Seven Great Sword Schools in the Wulin, only the head of the Huashan School is a woman." Chu Liuxiang suddenly thought of something, and his expression turned a little dark.

Since Xu Shuzhen from Nanyang took over the Huashan sect, the head of the sect has always been a woman. Since then, although the talents in the sect have gradually withered, no scum has ever appeared.

The heads of other sword sects opened their gates widely, and as long as they did not commit heinous crimes, they would let them worship in the gates, but the female heads of Huashan School were different. The standards for apprenticeship are extremely strict, and he would rather not receive apprentices than let people with unqualified minds make up for it.

[Hundreds of years ago, when the Huashan School was at its strongest, there were more than seven hundred disciples in the sect, but in Master Yinyu's generation, there were only seven disciples.

From 700 people to seven people, it can be seen that Master Yinyu is strict in choosing disciples.

The current head of the Huashan School, Master Kumei, is the disciple of Master Yinyu.

There were rumors in Jianghu that Master Kumei had knelt on the top of Huashan for four days and four nights in the snow in order to join the sect of Huashan when she was young.

When Master Yinyu agreed, her whole body was buried in the snow, and she almost failed to save her life.

She was only 13 years old at the time.

Later, Master Yinyu went to the South China Sea, Master Kumei stayed behind at Mount Hua, and the Four Swords of Taiyin invaded in order to avenge their revenge in the past, threatening to burn the Xuanyu Temple and wipe out the Huashan faction.

Master Kumei suffered 39 minor and serious injuries, but he still fought bloody and unremittingly. In the end, none of the Four Swords of the Taiyin was able to make it down the mountain alive.

Afterwards, Qinghai cold-faced Raksha sent a letter of challenge, wanting to fight Grandmaster Yinyu on the forehead of Mount Tai. If Yinyu was defeated, Huashan faction sent envoys to join the Raksha Gang.

This battle is related to the success or failure of the Huashan faction, but Master Yinyu went mad at this time. Huashan can't avoid it without fighting, and Kumei can only fight on behalf of his teacher.

She also knew that she was by no means an opponent of the "Cold Faced Rakshasa".

Naturally, the cold-faced Rakshasa didn't pay attention to her at all, and asked her to "raise a question and draw a path." Master Kumei lit a pot of boiling oil with a big fire, calmly put his hand into the oil, and He said with a smile, "As long as the cold-faced Raksha dares to do this, Huashan will admit defeat."

The cold-faced Luo Sha was shocked by her actions, so he naturally refused to put his hand into the boiling oil, willing to admit defeat, he could only stomp his feet away. Since then, he has never stepped into the Central Plains, but Master Kumei's left hand has also disappeared. Burnt to charred bones by boiling oil.

This is the origin of the word "kumei".

Since then, Tie Xiangu Kumei Shitai has become even more famous in the world, so she has taken over the Huashan Gate at 29:30, and it has been [-] years. 】

In recent years, almost all the disciples who can satisfy the head of Huashan are female disciples, and there is already a sect similar to Shenshui Palace, with only women left.

As tough as Master Kumei, the rules of the Huashan School are naturally extremely strict. The female disciples in the sect have such a strict master's discipline on their heads.

Just like the Shenshui Palace, the jellyfish Yin Ji forbids men from entering her sight, so Wuhua can coax a little girl to agree with her heart when a monk enters.

Although the girl committed herself to him also had other plans, but it must be said that these little girls who have never had contact with the outside world since they were young would be fooled if they met someone with ulterior motives.

Although Yuan Suiyun is blind, but his appearance is very outstanding, and he is also proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting like Wuhua. He is also the son of a good friend of Master Kumei, so the disciples of Huashan School must have no defense against him.

If he seduces a certain female disciple like Wu Hua, and the two try to subvert the world from the Huashan faction, it is not impossible for the money to be sent to Huashan.

Thinking of this, Chu Liuxiang couldn't help but gasp, "If this is the case, Master Kumei will be in danger."