[Comprehensive martial arts] My life will die

In the end, when Wudang sent everyone to leave Shaoshi Mountain, Zhou Zhiruo didn't show up, but Yin Li came to Tan Zhao the night before leaving, saying that she wanted to study medicine.

Tan Zhao was a little shocked by this, he thought the other party was going to learn poison.

"Don't underestimate me, this is what my mother expected of me when she was still alive."

"Okay, I'm going back to Wudang Mountain in the next few days. Miss Yin can take this thing and go to Jiaxing City to wait for a girl surnamed Yang."

Yin Li sensitively captured the key words: "A girl surnamed Yang?"

Unexpectedly, Tan Zhao didn't notice anything wrong at all, so he directly explained the confusion: "Yes, the most refined one among the crowd, that's it."

"...you won't admit your mistake?"

"No, well, this can be regarded as your disciple's token, and there will be a period later."

Yin Li: ...don't need to learn from a teacher?No need to salute?No tea?Is it so hasty?

Turning the day, Wudang and his party went down the mountain before dawn, Song Qingshu's face was gloomy, but fortunately he was willing to drink the medicine, and now he was staying in the carriage with another patient, Li Changkong, and the atmosphere was quite a bit dignified.

Tan Zhao was originally riding a horse outside, but he couldn't stand Song Yuanqiao's preaching and Brother Xiaokuibao's death stare, so he abandoned the horse and got into the carriage. Who knew, the atmosphere in the carriage was even more... weird.

"Xiao Zhangkong, what's the matter? It's rare to see you with a straight face?" Tan Zhaoben asked in a low voice, but the carriage only had such a little space, Song Qingshu naturally heard it, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. They were the first ones to care about him, so who was this Li Changkong?

Xiao Zhangkong was almost bald with anger. Although he was often speechless by the Seventh Master Uncle, he liked the Seventh Master the most. What happened to Song Qingshu... He suppressed his anger: "Seventh Martial Uncle, I fine."

Song Qingshu: A scheming dog!Little Bailian!

"Uncle Qi, Zhiruo... really doesn't want to see me?"

Tan Zhao began to reflect on himself, whether after he came to this world, in order to fit the spirit of Wudang and the identity of the original body, he suppressed his nature too much, which makes people feel that he has no temper.

Li Changkong couldn't hold back his contemplation. He interpreted Uncle Seven's behavior as disappointment and sadness, and the anger in his heart couldn't be suppressed: "Song Qingshu, I'm really ashamed for you! Face to ask such words!"

"Li Changkong, you—"

"How about me! I don't want to stay in a carriage with you for a second, you make me feel sick!" After finishing speaking, he was about to drag Tan Zhao down with him, but his hands and feet were still not fully recovered, so he couldn't move at all. As soon as it hurt, Tan Zhao quickly pulled him back, lifted him back to his original position, and then sat in the middle, blocking between the two of them.

"Uncle Seven..."

"Qingshu, it's too ugly."

After Tan Zhao finished speaking, he directly opened the curtain and went out. I don't know what he said to Song Yuanqiao. When they arrived at the next town, the two patients got separate nursing care, so the journey was safe and sound.

When approaching Wudang Mountain, Yin Liting took a step first, and Tan Zhao could probably guess the other party's anxious mood, and probably guess why the other party was in a hurry to go back to the mountain. If so, he was not so anxious.

"Uncle Seven, do you think Master Patriarch will forgive Song Qingshu?"

Tan Zhao asked back, "What do you think?"

"will not."

"It just so happens that your Seventh Martial Uncle doesn't think so either." The grandson of the next generation, how can there be a young apprentice, how decisive Zhang Zhenren was when he was young, he probably wouldn't let Song Qingshu go to the mountain gate, but there is no need to say this up.

"Uncle Seven, are you... are you leaving?"

This kid is really sensitive beyond expectations. He really doesn't want to stay in Wudang Mountain any longer. To him, this kind of Taoist life with strict rules and discipline is like slow suicide. The disciples of Wudang School are very good. , unfortunately it doesn't get along well with him.

"Don't think too much, you want to be a hero."

Li Changkong was a little annoyed: "Seventh Master Uncle, don't keep touching my head, Changkong is willing to leave with you, really."

"Aren't you the master of Wudang Mountain Huotou?"

"..." Turning around, I don't want to talk to people anymore.

At this moment, Song Yuanqiao sternly shouted from outside: "Who are you, and why are you blocking my Wudang disciple's way!"

Tan Zhao heard that when he lifted the curtain of the car, he saw an old man with a cane through the gap. This old man was already very old, and the wrinkles on his face were about to fall off, but no one dared to underestimate him, because he absolutely Is a great master.

Song Yuanqiao was already regarded as the first-class expert in the Jianghu, but in front of him, the old man didn't even give him a look, and directly spoke to the carriage where Tan Zhao was in, with a voice that sounded like it was fished out of the gutter: "This little friend , Is this old man asking you to come out, or come out by yourself?"

The person is not good!

"Uncle Seven?"

Tan Zhao shook his head at Li Changkong, and then got out of the carriage: "Please don't have to, after all, old man, you are old, how bad you are."

"Old Seven!" Song Yuanqiao was obviously dissatisfied with the wording of his junior brother, but he didn't say it directly in front of outsiders.

"This little friend really has a good personality, like Huang Laoxie's disciple!"

...Why does it sound like you know Lao Huang very well?Tan Zhao looked left and right, looked up and down, and still didn't have much impression of this old man who was as old as Chen Pi.

"Take this old man to Peach Blossom Island, and I will spare these people's lives, otherwise...you won't want to know."

Tan Zhao's heart skipped a beat: "What if this junior wants to know?"

Song Yuanqiao had already made a move, but as soon as he bent his hands, he knew that the opponent was definitely not a master in the Central Plains, and the opponent's martial arts was so high that he had only experienced it against his master, but after only twenty moves, he was already defeated.

He leaned on the ground with a sharp sword, his face was obviously serious, this place is not far from Wudang, if he sends a signal at this time, he may be afraid...

"It's okay to agree." Tan Zhao weighed the perception between the enemy and the enemy. If he wanted to fight for his life, it was not that he had no chance of winning, but if he won too badly, it would hurt his heart, which would not be worth the candle.

"What are your conditions?"

Tan Zhao: "Let my senior brother and the others leave, don't worry, I won't run away like a fool."

The old man thought for a while, and nodded happily: "Yes, but if you want to stay, one of them must stay."

This old thing is really a thief!This person's purpose is so clear, and his martial arts have reached such a level, Taohua Island's martial arts are really no longer attractive, so...Tan Zhao made a bold guess, Shattering the Void?

"Old Seven!"

"Eldest brother, you take the people and leave first." Tan Zhao finished speaking, and turned to Chang Kong, "Would Chang Kong stay with Master Uncle?"

Li Changkong nodded without thinking, "Changkong is willing."

How could Song Yuanqiao agree, he is the senior brother of the Wudang sect, since he was present, how could he let the junior brother stand out? Unexpectedly, as soon as the old seven finished speaking, the gloomy old man was blown up by a gust of wind and fled away with the people .He wanted to chase, but found that the other party didn't even leave a trace.

"Go back to the mountain immediately!"

When Song Yuanqiao and his group arrived at Wudang Mountain, it was around midnight. Song Qingshu was arranged at the foot of the mountain, and Song Yuanqiao walked quickly all the way to the back mountain. He was about to open the door to enter when he heard the voices of the sixth child and the master inside. .

"Old Six, knowing too much, sometimes it's uncomfortable."

Yin Liting seemed very silent, in front of him was a cup of bitter tea, but it was so bitter that even the bitter tea lost its taste: "Master, I understand, but I still want to know, please tell me, Master."

"Hey, what a shame! Your seventh junior brother is indeed not the seventh junior brother you are familiar with."

In an instant, Song Yuanqiao felt cold all over his body.

The people inside were still talking, saying things he couldn't understand or understand, what did Lao Qi ask someone before he died?What do you mean...not the seventh?Didn't Lao Qi just...

The people outside the door were silent, and the people inside were even more silent. After drinking a cup of tea, Yin Liting's voice sounded: "So it is, so it is, so it is."

After he finished speaking, he fell straight down on the tea table, with tears still in the corners of his eyes.

Zhenren Zhang didn't feel very well either. After a long time, he took a deep breath before saying, "Yuanqiao, come in."

Song Yuanqiao had stood tense for half an hour. When he came in, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked a little embarrassed.

"Have you heard all?"

Song Yuanqiao nodded.

"Do you understand?"

Song Yuanqiao nodded again.

Zhang Sanfeng was rarely tired, he pinched the center of his brows, and looked at the dark night behind: "What about others?"

Song Yuanqiao only woke up at this moment, and he no longer cared about the shocking news just now, and said, "Master, Lao Qi and Chang Kong were kidnapped."

"What?" Zhang Sanfeng couldn't sit still immediately, "Who can beat him?"

"No, Lao Qi was arrested because of me." Although he already knew, Song Yuanqiao still couldn't change his words for a while.

"Go! Lead the way!"

It's a pity that Zhang Sanfeng couldn't find anyone after all. The whole martial arts world knew that Wudang Mo Qixia disappeared strangely after being exposed as a descendant of Taohua Island.

"Do you believe it? Anyway, I don't believe it. It won't disappear sooner or later, but at this time, it's just the words of the Wudang sect." In the wine shop, there was a gangster with a sly look and eyes, smashing a wine bowl and bragging about his bullshit.

"I don't believe it either, whoever said I did, but you have the guts to go to Wudang! You don't want to show me what kind of fire you have, and you don't want to see your virtues. The toad wants to eat swan meat!"

"Clean up your mouth! Are you looking for a beating!"

When Tan Zhao was pushed in by the old man Bang, what he heard was such a passage, he thought...he believed it!He was kidnapped and disappeared, together with his poor nephew Changkong~

"Hey, old man, it's all in Jiaxing City, and you know I won't run away, why don't you let my nephew Chang Kong go?"