[Comprehensive martial arts] My life will die

As soon as Tan Zhao heard this, he knew that it was Xingshi who came to ask the crime.But this "My Bao'er" was really a blessing for him. Ordinarily, Yu Luocha chose a name too biased. The name of his own son Ximen Chuuxue sounded like Yangchun Baixue, so his fake son directly took a Vulgar Tempo, Teletubbies :)?

"The Master Jade is not me, so how do you know if I really want to live in the depths of my heart?" Zi Feiyu, An Zhiyu's joy!

But Yu Luocha is also very unreasonable: "I said you don't want to live, you don't want to live, how about it?"

"No, but I understand one thing."

"what's up?"

Tan Zhaoxin said, "Master Yu is not here to kill me this time, but to save me."

Suddenly, Yu Luocha came forward suddenly, through the layers of rising smoke, Tan Zhao seemed to meet a pair of golden eyes for a moment, that feeling... He shrank back in a daze, only listening He heard a devil-like voice from the person next to him: "I didn't know my Bao'er was so smart!"

After speaking, he felt heavy in his arms, and the pain swept his whole body. When he looked up again, there were no people and smoke in front of him.

**

Tan Zhao's wound cracked, and the crack was bigger and more terrifying than before, which showed Yu Luocha's ruthless attack.He didn't kill him, but the pain of flesh and blood was unavoidable. The next day when the good doctor Hua Manlou saw him, the low pressure swept the entire inn.

Another two days, Lu Xiaofeng came late at night, he was carrying a jug, his body exuded the smell of a good daughter's red, mellow and delicious, but he didn't have a daughter by his side, presumably it was the little Phoenix in the waves who was nostalgic for the world of mortals again, what a pity A good girl who missed her friendship.

"Lu Xiaofeng, you look like a miser who lost 300 million taels of silver." Lu Xiaofeng was not drunk, and just about to refute, he only heard the second half of Tan Zhao's sentence: "Although I know you are a poor ghost."

Uncle Lu was unhappy: "What's wrong with me being poor, it's because I treat money like dirt!"

Hua Manlou came over with a bitter medicinal soup, and Tan Zhao did everything he could to avoid taking the medicine: "Seventh brother, Lu Xiaofeng said that your family's money is like dung, and only a fool would collect a whole house of dung!"

Lu Xiaofeng: ...How did this person become more shameless than him?

Hua Manlou smiled slightly, passed the medicine bowl with one hand, and dodged Lu Xiaofeng's flagon with the other: "Since it's dung, Daxia Lu should not drink the wine bought with dung."

The door closed with a "squeak", and the two looked at each other in dismay. One drank the medicine sullenly, and the other smacked his lips. It was obvious that they would hurt the enemy eight hundred and themselves one thousand.

After a long time, Tan Zhao's muffled voice sounded: "Hey, Lu Xiaofeng, can you help me with something?"

Lu Xiaofeng's head got dizzy when he heard it: "Did you know that whenever my friends have troubles, they always use your tone when they ask me to do something."

Tan Zhao just laughed: "But you help every time, don't you?"

When Lu Xiaofeng heard it, he also smiled: "Let's talk, Mr. Lu, I really have to work hard, but it's okay, I won't think about too many things when I'm busy. To be honest, the old knife handle is Mu Taoist. It’s something that I still find unbelievable.”

The hero praised by everyone in the world also has an unknown past, and will do anything for his own selfish desires. He regrets it, but there is nothing he can do about it.There are too many helpless things in this world, there are not many more, and there are many less, I just hope that there will be fewer such things in the future.

"Why don't you feel sorry at all?"

Tan Zhao told the truth: "Why should I be sobbing? I don't know any Mu Taoist, nor do I know any ghost villas. As an injured patient, I sympathize with myself. I got up early, but ended up with injuries , it’s easy for me!”

... "To be honest, I admire you quite a lot. Ximen Chuuxue's sword, although he missed it by three points, there are absolutely no more than two people in this world who can catch this sword."

"If you want to put gold on your face, just say it, it is said that you were really killed by Ximen Chuuxue this time, right?"

Lu Xiaofeng felt that it was necessary to discuss the art of speaking with friends: "Brother Tan, you don't need to talk."

Tan Zhao refused: "No, I am an honest person."

"So you were wounded and nearly bled to death."

Forget it, forget it, let's make friends, should we keep this kind of friends for the New Year?

After that, Lu Xiaofeng turned around again: "Tell me, what do you want me to do for you?"

Seeing the seriousness in his eyes, Tan Zhao took out a letter from under the pillow, it was sealed, and there was nothing on the envelope: "Lu Xiaofeng, if I die before Rui'er, you will put this letter in his Give it to him on his birthday."

Lu Xiaofeng's hand that received the letter paused, then retracted: "No, I decided not to help you with this."

Don't be such a rascal, Tan Zhao said helplessly: "Just to be on the safe side, what are you thinking!"

"What am I thinking! Feel your conscience and tell me what is written in this letter!" Lu Xiaofeng hates life and death the most, especially with his friends: "Besides, little ancestor, it will all be 14 years later, At that time, who knew if I, Lu Xiaofeng, would still be alive in this rivers and lakes, if you leave this letter to me, it would be better to leave it to Huamanlou."

Why is it full of flowers?Because Lu Xiaofeng knew that Huamanlou would definitely not accept this letter.

Coincidentally, Tan Zhao also knew, so he went to find Lu Xiaofeng.He has been in this world for three years, and he doesn't have many close friends. This letter can actually give Ximen Chuuxue, but he doesn't want to see Ximen Chuuxue again, so he chose Lu Xiaofeng.

And he also knew that Lu Xiaofeng would definitely agree to him.

"Lu Xiaofeng, I promised Yu Luosha to bring up Rui'er, so I must do it."

Lu Xiaofeng was taken aback, but finally reached out to catch the flimsy letter, but teased him with a smile on his face: "Okay, okay, it's up to you, what are you doing so seriously, if you really die, I'll burn it right away It, to teach you that it is difficult to be peaceful under the Nine Springs, and it is impossible to recover from death!"

"No, you won't."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled, stepped on the window with the letter in his pocket and disappeared by the window, only the faint smell of wine in the room washed over Tan Zhao's nose, making him intoxicated.

He slowly took out a crystal-clear jade tablet from his pocket, with two pointed corners shaped like a Rakshasa, could it be the rumored Rakshasa card!Yu Luocha's heart is really dark!He was actually asked to bring his little ancestor to the Demon Cult of the Western Regions.

System: Host, it's so strange that you didn't get mad and want to commit suicide!

... [Is this the only impression I gave you? ]

The system really wanted to say yes, but considering the long-term cooperative relationship in the future, he still shook his head against his will: Of course not, you are still very stupid.

... If you can't speak, really don't speak.

System: Seeing how pitiful you are, let me give you a friendly message.

[what news? ]

System: I feel that Yu Luocha's aura is indeed not stable. He used to maintain a very stable smoke, but this time he is indeed steaming upwards as your little ancestor said. He wants to retreat, and this statement is completely true.

... [System, can I ask you to recognize one thing? ]

The system is as good as it sounds: what's the matter?

[You, the host, and I have eyes! ]

The system decided to break with the host for three seconds, and stopped talking.

After Tan Zhao finished the system, he felt a little happy in his heart. As the system said, Yu Luocha came to him yesterday and had a strange talk, and finally dropped the Raksha card and a letter.

The letter was very simple, saying that he was about to make a breakthrough and had no time to take care of the internal affairs of the church. Since he was so capable that he could challenge his family, Xueer, then he would take Rui'er to the Rakshasa sect and take up his post immediately. A small surprise, as a congratulations to celebrate his return.

Crazy one!

It is estimated that he really has no conscience to do this.But what can Tan Zhao do, he can only go back and be his Teletubbies, what happened to the Teletubbies, the Teletubbies will never admit defeat!

He didn't believe he couldn't find a way out!

The arm injury finally healed after a month of recuperation. Ximen Rui had already come out of the bloody shadow of his uncle killing each other. No. "Ximen Yiba".

But the two don't belong to this small town, and the small town can't hold them back.

Three days ago, Hua Manlou was called home by a letter from her family, saying that if you don't come home, your father will be furious.Although the young man didn't want to get married, he touched the child's heart and left in a hurry.

And three days later, the town's tyrant bid farewell to his little brothers, took his second uncle and left this nameless town, heading west all the way without looking back.

Of course, Ximen Yiba has grown after experiencing the injury of his second uncle. The most notable thing is that he is more nervous about Tan Zhao, and he can't help but reveal his determination to learn martial arts.

This is the path he should take. As the grandson of Yu Luocha, if his identity is exposed one day in the future, how can a frail person without martial arts survive!

But Tan Zhao rejected him, the reason is very versatile - you are still young.

Ximen Yiba was so angry that he wanted to punch him like an unfilial nephew, but when he thought of his second uncle lying there dripping with blood, the little iron fist turned into a little pink fist.

No matter how old you are, some things will always grow after some things. Tan Zhao was a little happy, but also a little distressed. He touched the little guy's heart and roared again: "Little ancestor, remember to call me dad, understand?"

The little guy said very kindly: "Okay, Second Uncle!"

...I can't help it. I feel like I'm going to fail on the first day of taking office. I'm desperate.