[Comprehensive martial arts] My life will die

What is so funny about this, what he said is the truth, fearless bravery will only increase unnecessary sacrifices, in a sense, Tan Zhao himself is a power supremacist through and through.

A long time ago, he didn't adapt to this world of swords and swords, but he also knew the role of force value in this world.It is nonsense to rely on parents at home and friends when going out. Relying on yourself is the most effective way.

"Miss Yin, maybe what I said is not very pleasant, but with your martial arts, you can basically..." Say goodbye to revenge.

This is very straightforward, Yin Li himself also understands that Zhou Zhiruo can hurt Brother A Niu now, the martial arts are naturally extraordinary, even if her poisonous skills are still there, she can't beat the opponent.But the fact is so, being pointed out so directly, anger still flashed across her face: "Don't bother Mo Qixia to worry, since Mo Qixia is unwilling, the little girl will not force her to leave."

Then... Tan Zhao watched the man leave.

System: In a sense, my host is really a person with a very strong heart.

[Tongtong, I always feel that there is something in your words. ]

System: You are so smart, won't your conscience hurt if you let a lonely, weak and helpless little girl go on the road alone?

[... You are so noble and forgetful. Didn't you always advertise that you were my last conscience? ]

The logic is perfect and people can't refute it.

[And you think she can't save herself if I don't take action?She was just looking for an opportunity, this girl Yin Li's martial arts is very ordinary, but her kung fu of using poison is not bad. ]

System: ... When the hero saved the beauty, you actually paid attention to this kind of thing? !

His home system must have been short-circuited on the circuit board. This is his basic precaution when he walks in the rivers and lakes, and there is nothing wrong with it.Besides, if he had to escort every single girl he met, wouldn't he be exhausted.

This person's sophistry is really good, making the system involuntarily quiet like a chicken.

Probably because of a quarrel with the people of Yuan Dynasty, Tan Zhao hit a nail that was neither soft nor hard at the inn, so he had no intention of embarrassing the common people, bought a roast chicken at random on the street, had a couple of drinks and went out of the city directly up.

Because he thought it was too troublesome to go around the city gate, someone directly climbed over the city wall with a big effort. Just as he landed, a figure rushed over. He subconsciously dodged, and then realized: "Miss Yinli, you..." In fact, I want to say, why is it you again?

Seeing Mo Shenggu, Yin Li was overjoyed: "Mo Qixia, come with me quickly! Just now..."

She subconsciously stretched out her hand to grab it, but it was empty, and immediately explained: "In order to avoid unnecessary accidents, I separated from Mo Qixia and left the city. Song Qingshu, he was besieged and beaten, he looks a bit uncomfortable, Mo Qixia, why don't you worry, isn't he your nephew?"

That unlucky ex-nephew, Tan Zhao nodded, then shook his head: "It used to be, but now, he is no longer."

Originally, she wanted to take advantage of the trend to repay the favor, but who knew that she had just "connected the village to the Internet" and could not keep up with the general trend of the world?It's just that Wudang has always been a chivalrous man: "He's miserable now, really..."

"Now I probably believe that the girl really doesn't know the details."

Yin Li was even more puzzled.

"Because anyone who has heard the rumors probably thinks that I want to kill him soon."

"..." So, what happened in Wudang!Gossip, want to know!

Yin Li soon found out, she used to think that Song Qingshu had a small belly and showed all sorts of courtesies to Zhou Zhiruo, but now it seems that this is an ungrateful villain who wants to kill the entire sect for a woman, Yin Li and Yin Li felt that the Wudang faction was really merciful, and that such a bastard would be killed as soon as he was killed, but he was released in full.

At the same time, she was also a little curious. Back then when Zhou Zhiruo almost killed her, she wished she could return Zhou Zhiruo with one knife. This person almost died in the hands of his nephew, and he was so calm when he mentioned it. Is it really acceptable... Or: "You just Don't you hate him?"

hatred?He has no position, and in the memory left by the original owner, there is no feeling of hatred. Song Qingshu did not intend to kill the original owner. In other words, Song Qingshu is innocent and weak, and he is not really bad in his bones.

It's just that with this kind of temperament, if you want to really do great things, then maybe... you really have to reborn.

That day he provoked people at the foot of Wudang Mountain, partly to vent his anger for the original owner, and partly to see if this innocent baby could grow up, but in fact...he was still too sweet.

Who is the beggar who was fished out of this slop bucket?

"Miss Yinli, it's hard for you, you can recognize it when it's so sloppy."

On the one hand, you really have a piercing expression.

Yin Li received this brain wave strangely, and suddenly felt a feeling of speechlessness in his heart.

"Seventh Uncle? Seventh Uncle, your ghost came to look for me? Seventh Uncle, I really didn't mean to... hiccup!"

Tan Zhao kicked over with one kick: "The size of a ghost!"

Song Qingshu had just been beaten up by a group of street gangsters who occupied the territory. The long-term alcohol immersion had made his mind and body dull a lot. He could beat these people down at will, but he didn't.Fists fell on him like raindrops, but he still only cared about drinking, as if as long as he was drunk, he would have nothing to worry about.

"Seventh Uncle, Zhiruo... Zhiruo is going to marry that Zhang Wuji, she doesn't want me anymore! She doesn't want me anymore!"

He shouted louder and louder, and then called the wine shop owner over.This is a small town, and there is only one wine shop in the town. When the proprietress saw Song Qingshu, she immediately scolded, and when she saw Tan Zhaosheng's handsome face and some money, she immediately said, "You are him. Friends, he owes me 100 taels of wine, pay!"

Friends, the last person who dared to charge him 100 taels for wine was Di Feijing, the hall master of Liufentang.

Tan Zhao smiled coldly: "No, they came here to seek revenge."

"..." Is it too late to leave now?

But Song Qingshu started making trouble again. Tan Zhao couldn't bear to see him, so he kicked again, which was [-]% heavier than the previous kick. He kicked it very skillfully. Song Qingshu was stabbed in pain immediately, and crawled out of the alcohol. Asked a little: "Uncle Seven...?"

"When you wake up, pay back the drink money. Goodbye."

Tan Zhao waved his hand, and was about to leave immediately. Song Qingshu was about to follow after crawling, but the proprietress stopped him: "Pay."

"……I have no money."

"No money? How dare you get drunk if you don't have money! People in the Jianghu are amazing, right? People in the Jianghu can bully the common people, right? The big guys come to judge, and I will give him wine with good intentions..." The old lady said With a sharp mouth and a bright voice, Song Qingshu's bewildered mind finally regained a long-term sobriety.

Ashamed, he never had such a time, he couldn't help calling Uncle Seven, but no one responded to him.Yes, everything is what he deserves.

He smiled bitterly, and suddenly an empty bag of money fell into the hands of the proprietress: "Emei Pai paid back his money for him."

Emei faction?

"Zhiruo!"

But it wasn't Zhiruo, Song Qingshu's bright eyes dimmed in an instant, only the proprietress got the money, and left happily, and the crowd who watched melon eating saw that they were not busy, so they scattered and left.

The crowd receded, only to reveal the three Emei disciples.

Yin Li subconsciously tightened his veil, and even took two steps back to hide behind Mo Shenggu, only to hear the leading Emei disciple say, "Excuse me, but Song Qingshu and Song Shaoxia?"

Song Qingshu nodded.

The Emei disciple's face remained unchanged, and he directly changed his gesture of invitation: "Song Shaoxia, our master has an invitation."

"Your head?"

Naturally, Tan Zhao also heard the news that Zhou Zhiruo returned to the mountains to regain the headship. There are no secrets in this world. When Song Qingshu heard that Zhou Zhiruo invited him, he immediately spread joy on his face, but he was still rational after all. If he is already married to someone, it's really not good for him to go to trouble him.

Thinking of this, he suppressed the emotions in his heart, and shook his head: "No, now I am a Wudang traitor, and I have a different status, so I won't go."

As he said that, he wanted to leave, because he was afraid that if he didn't leave, he would meanly agree.

Who would have thought that the Emei disciple immediately shouted after hearing this: "Since Song Shaoxia is unwilling, don't blame us for being rude."

With a sound of "Up", the three of them came with swords. Song Qingshu was hollowed out by the smell of alcohol, and fell to the ground as soon as he rushed forward. Just as he was about to stand up, a tall figure blocked his sight in front of him.

"I thought that Emei was a decent family."

"Who are you! How dare you obstruct Emei's work! Slander Emei's reputation!"

Yin Li hated the pretentious, self-proclaimed appearance of the Emei Sect the most, and immediately snapped it up when he heard it: "Mo Shenggu, the Wudang Sect, your Emei Sect is really majestic!"

"you--"

Seeing that Song Qingshu didn't deny it, the Emei disciple probably knew it was true, so she returned the sword and bowed: "The junior is rude, please forgive me Mo Qixia."

Tan Zhao nodded noncommittally.

"It's just that Song Qingshu has left Wudang, so where he goes, it shouldn't be under Wudang's control, right?"

... Is this a newborn calf not afraid of tigers or is it confident, is Emei floating or Wudang old man Zhang can't lift a knife: "Yes."

The Emei disciple was overjoyed, but the next sentence cracked her smile on her face.

"But I'm going to take care of it today, so what?" Tan Zhaopo looked at the other party casually, but he took him two steps back, not daring to beat him up!

"Then I, Emei, will not be polite."

A white figure floated down, it was Zhou Zhiruo who had succeeded as the head of Emei.