This Was Not the Case Back Then (12)

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Ling Qingshu had already suffered severe internal injuries during the battle with Ming Suwen, and before he could recover, he eagerly asked the Overlord to draw the bow. At this time, nature is still in incomplete condition. He was unable to parry Hong Jiu's palm, which intensified his internal injuries and made his internal organs seem to be turned upside down. Almost unable to fight anymore, he turned pale, threw away the balled up useless sword in his hand with a groan, and tapped several acupuncture points on himself.

"So what if it's me?" Aren't you gone? Why do you go and come back?"

Hong Jiu snorted coldly: "The way you pretended to be fainted on the mountain was no better than a dog having cramps. If the boss hadn't ordered you to be sent to the Yamen, I would have gone up and slapped you to pieces."

Did you leave just now to be mysterious?"

"Otherwise, who can say anything about the Qilin Guards who are more loyal than dogs to protect their master. As long as they are not dead, they have a strong desire to protect Yaoting's dignity. Simply let them suffer some hardships.

"-0 You are still careless. We, the Lushan Sword Watcher, had been ambushing here for a long time. We raised our heads sharply in order to attack. Our eyes seemed to have substance. We have recovered some strength. Now that we are prepared to fight, we may not be without - - fight. Ling Qingshu shouted loudly: He didn't need to say anything, over a hundred disciples were already coming like a tide. "It's a bit weak, but it's much stronger than your boss who hides his head and shows his tail." But if I want to keep you Jiu Ye is still a little bit hot, drink!

Opening his big mouth and bursting into spring thunder, the second master Zhang' Feilongzai flew out from the crowd of disciples. His momentum was majestic and simple, and it was a bit ruthless to kill Ling Qingshu directly. His color did not change, and he flew back with all his strength. The two of them flew back. Uncle Master fought out to protect him. The two of them were the weakest in martial arts. Their sternums were shattered after being hit, and they couldn't even catch a single move. Then - he swept round with a round swing, but the Uncle Master held him firmly - -The sword is held, and the internal sword skills are all strong.

Hong Jiu was furious, so he fought head-on in mid-air, and struck out with his palms like wind and storm. He fired thirty-seven palms in a row before he landed firmly on the ground. After landing, he took a big step and returned to Ming Suwen's side. Ling Qingshu turned around and swept away several disciples who wanted to seize Ming Suwen for hostage. Ling Qingshu's face was ashen. He had never thought that a mere second master of Yeluo Castle could have such profound cultivation. If he wanted to kill him, he would stupefy the stinky beggar with the 'Ma Teng Green Smoke'. It's just that Hong Jiuyun's palms are like flying. Before the flying palm shadow can be killed, the strong wind has already swept away the shadow. If this handful of anesthetic was thrown out, Hong Jiu would definitely not be able to take it down. The medicine smoke was forced to disperse by the wind of the palm, but our own army was missing - more than half of its strength. The only way now is to let these disciples fight on the ground. Even with his incredible skills, he can't defeat hundreds of people without getting tired. The number of disciples standing in front of him suddenly decreased, and then he was already nearby. He actually fought his way through life and death. Stopped. Even if you don't practice martial arts very diligently, you are in the world's top swordsmanship holy land, and you have an inexhaustible supply of internal sword skills and elixirs, you can still step into the realm of Qi Sword in Tai Tai Sword Dao and you can step into the sword's will. threshold.

But when the fingers of the palms crossed together, there was a click, but Ling Qingshu's fingers were broken, and Hong Jiu's whistling palm hit him directly on the chest without stopping. With a snap sound, Ling Qingshu flew far away like a kite with its string cut off. When he landed on the ground, he still showed an expression of disbelief.

"It's impossible for you. Why did Hong Jiu defeat the four elders of the same generation as Ling Hanzhong at Lushan Sword Temple, and kill everyone in all directions? He kept using his fierce palm force, but his internal strength was still so mellow and powerful. He No matter how you look at it, you are only twenty-four or five years old. How can this be true in the world!

Hong Jiu also practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he also learned from the top sects in the world. He has no ginseng and Ganoderma, only one in the world. However, his efforts in martial arts are unmatched by ordinary people. When he was still in Daluoshan, he practiced Qigong for eight hours every day. Rise before going out, never return when the sun sets. Insist on cold water bathing in winter, and still work on the stove in summer. Every day, I absorb the morning dew and mist on the Jingmeng Yutian Peak, and the frost, cold, and dew cannot bend my ambition. Looking for old beasts in the mountains and forests of Daluo as enemies, tigers and hungry wolves cannot win over them. This inhumane hard training persisted for thirteen cold years, and only then can I achieve today's achievements.

Hong Jiu's Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms have been completed today. He has just turned twenty-five at this time, and he has just bravely won the throne of the first among the Seventeen Dragons, and won the title of Riding the Dragon Ten Thousand Miles. He rarely travels around the world in his true form, but it is human nature for a young man to be high-spirited when he succeeds in his ambition. When he takes action, he has a masculine glow like the rising sun. He used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, the most masculine thing in the world, to full effect, but only three palms split Ling Qingshu into disarray.

"The boss has his own ideas, and I have mine. As long as I finally accomplish what he asked me to do, no matter how the process goes, no one in the world can care about me.

Hong Jiu's tone was cold: "Three fathers and daughters live a happy life. How could I offend you, a mad dog, and do such beastly things? I wish I could break off your two hands and three legs, grind all your bones, and beat them." Your dog face will be rotten. When the time comes, I will see you holding a ball of rotten tofu.

Ling Qing's bookish temperament lifted her head, but she showed no fear, and her eyes became even more crazy.

Even if he was going to die, he would never die alone. Ming Suwen was about to be buried with him. Flexible, it seems that he is still in a state of unresolved anesthesia. But she held the sword and stabbed lightly and deftly, but she was able to hit the vital point through the flaw that the disciples could not find, and all of them fell immediately. She acted like this, sword in the east, sword in the west, and every time a sword was struck, someone would fall. Look at her, Qiao Didi, she looks weak and pretty, but she has no enemies under her command.

How can this bitch still have the strength to resist?

Little did he know that among the martial arts that Ming Suwen was good at, swordsmanship came first and came second to palm skills. She has been immersed in the treasure trove of martial arts in Daluoshan since she was a child, and what she has seen since she was a child is the most profound swordsmanship in the world. Their vision and real abilities in swordsmanship are infinitely better than those of the disciples of Lushan Sword Temple. Her internal strength is weak, but her swordsmanship is extremely exquisite -

No one can get close to time.

"My uncle's swordsmanship is beyond what you donkeys can imagine. He still doesn't repent even when he's about to die!"

After saying this, he slapped his head heavily with his palm. The force in his palm divided the yin and yang, and he was very precise about it. It's not fatal, but after waking up, it will probably change

Suddenly I felt wind behind my ears. artistic conception. Hong Jiu knew that a master was coming. Although he could kill this beast instantly with the palm of his hand, he would inevitably be injured by this sword. Hong Jiu had a strong temper and didn't care about exchanging injuries for his life. He just knew not to kill anyone unless he really said it, and he had no intention of killing Ling Qingshu now. It's a good deal to trade injury for life, but it's not worth it to trade injury for injury.

He slapped his palm back and saw that the sword was not strong, but it was continuous and very tenacious. He was not repelled by Hong Jiu's fierce tactics, but instead got entangled

Ling Qingshu was overjoyed and blurted out: "Uncle Liao!" He still had less than three stamina left, but he picked up an iron sword from the ground and stabbed him.

Hong Jiu originally had the upper hand, but now he was attacked from both sides. He made a decisive decision and retreated more than ten feet.

"Be careful, little Shiba, this person is called Haoshou Swordsman Liao Baishou. He is the master of the Lushan Sword Temple and the Qishishi Temple." There are two levels of the Lushan Sword Temple, the inner and outer, and the Ping Shiba Temple. The seven temples in the inner sect are all formed by the seven brothers and disciples of the Ling family. For thousands of years, Liao Baishou has been one of the elders in the outer sect. The Qishi temple is the sword temple in charge of the arsenal in the Lushan sword temple. He has studied the world In swordsmanship, he is an expert. After learning that Ling Qingshu was driven to the Yamen by Lord Yeluo, he came specially to rescue him. Originally, I only thought that Hong Jiu was a member of the imperial court, but I knew it was wrong after a confrontation. Lushan Sword Temple has a close relationship with the imperial court and has always been well aware of the movements of the imperial masters. With this ragged young man's martial arts skills so high, he shouldn't be an unknown person anyway.

Liao Baishou stared at Ling Qingshu closely, his eyes like a sword piercing his heart.

"Qingshu, the temple master sent you here to promote our sect's reputation, how did you end up in such a mess." The atmosphere between the outer sect and the inner sect is very different, and they are not very familiar with each other. And the Qishi Temple is mainly about protecting collections, so it really doesn't understand Ling Qingshu's temperament very well.

"That bitch seduced me and wanted to ruin the reputation of our Lushan Sword Temple!"

"It turns out he is the second in charge of Yeluo Fort. I'm disrespectful."

, said impatiently, "If you want to fight, hit it quickly, and if you fart, hurry up, I'm waiting to peel off the skin and bones."

Liao Baishou said with a smile: "That's okay. It's just that although Mr. Hong Er is elegant, he may not do this. I was ordered to save people, but I didn't

"I came a little faster, but I still led five hundred swordsmen behind me. Hong Er is a master of martial arts, but I don't know if he has the confidence to do so."

"It's very simple, let Qing Shu go. He is the master of the Moon Night Temple in the future and cannot be harmed in front of me." Hong Jiu crossed his arms and seemed to be deep in thought.

With a sudden movement, Liao Baishou moved his sword back and forth, as fast as lightning, several times faster than Ling Qingshu's one-stop move. Hong Jiu did not dodge, he folded his arms and still thought in place.

Liao Bai thought to himself: We succeeded!

There was a loud sound, and the touch of the sword tip was as if the sword had stabbed the mountain rock. At some point, a young man with short hair stood in front of Hong Jiu. The sword just now pierced his face, but the green steel sword not only failed to pierce his face, but

The fourth son touched his cheek: "It hurts so much, it almost made a hole."

Suddenly, a slight and regular sound spread like a honeycomb in the mountains and forests, and six or seven men in black came out in a dark crowd.

"Reporting to the Second Master, there are people lurking in the southeast of the mountain. They were all eliminated just now. There are 213 people in total. All of them are to be swept away.

"Five hundred and nine people passed through the northwest of Yeluo Mountain. It was confirmed that they were members of Lushan Jianguan Sect. They have all been wiped out."

As he continued speaking, he actually revealed all the preparations of Lushan Sword Temple to attack Yeluo Fort, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

"If someone approaches ten miles within his sphere of influence and still doesn't notice it, he deserves our disappearance. But now that we have discovered it,

At first glance, Ling Qingshu was missing, and Ming Suwen in the distance was also missing. He shouted: "You hid my Qingshu nephew in a

Halfway through the word, the words stopped suddenly.

The last picture he saw in his eyes was a tall and thin young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, looking up to the sky and sighing, isolated from the world, full of sorrow and melancholy for the world.

"Oh, after waiting for a long time, it's gone. It's really boring and not challenging at all."

After that, he threw away the newly beaten mace in his hand that weighed more than a hundred kilograms. It had black liquid on it and blood stains on it.

"Don't take us with you either. Brother Ling's habit of eating alone is really unsightly.'

Those who spoke were the six famous martial arts masters who followed Ling Qingshu. They stayed by the lake and waited for good news, but Ling Qingshu had been gone for a long time. The six of them were impatient and complained all the way. Who knew that Ling Qingshu didn't wait, but instead waited for the beggar.

And it's not just him. Behind him, in addition to the mistresses he saw in the main hall, there are also a group of men in black of unknown origin, who look inexplicable.

Hong Jiu walked over with a smile and threw each person to the ground. It was Liao Baishou, the Haoshou Sword Sutra.

The six people were so frightened that their faces turned pale. They naturally knew about Liao Baishou's status in Lushan Sword Temple. It is conceivable that even he fell into the trap of others. Without Ling Qingshu's courage, these six people had no courage to resist, so they immediately shouted. The remaining ten thousand people except 7 Tongfeng Dao were so frightened that they knelt down. All four people were cleared of Taofeng. He peeled the lychees methodically and watched the four people escape. Put a piece of fresh, moist and crystal clear nephrite white meat into your mouth and raise your hand

Three screams were heard immediately.

The remaining one was still resisting stubbornly, shouting shamelessly as he ran: ("My father's soul-breaking gun will never let you go!!" Shi Mo, a strong man, doesn't want to end up in vain.

"How am I going to be treated?"

Looking everywhere, the six people all lowered their heads, but didn't see anything. They smiled and said: "That's nothing. You have been running for a long time. I want to wash the six of you. Hong Jiu peeled off the skins of the seven or eight lychees in his hand. The acupuncture points were sealed and bundled into a ball. How could they survive if they were thrown in like this?

The faces of the six people were all green. This is the West Lake. We all know we were wrong.

"Big, big hero, please don't throw it, please don't throw it,

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"Mistakes are not meant to be acknowledged, but to be punished." i. Throw the caltrops into your mouth and sink into the West Lake.

Amidst the screams like those of a pig being killed, - Bundling big rice dumplings with 8

*************** gradually moved to the edge. Even though her inner strength is impure, she wields a sword with great skill

It also shows that Su Wen entered the hundred-man battle group and left while fighting. With Qing Feng pointing in his hand, almost no one dared to stop him. Even though he was surrounded, his appearance was still beyond the reach of the disciples of Lushan Sword Temple. A few swords were enough to frighten the Queen Mother. There was Ling Qingshu. If you are chasing. Ming Suwen came with him, but Ming Suwen had no time to stop and look back to call. Ling Qingshu chased after him, knowing full well that Hong Jiu behind him would take the young farmer into the minibus easily. Ming Suwen pushed through the forest and ran all the way, and the vast field in front of her was already chasing her. The momentum was no better than that of a hungry wolf chasing food. It was a considerable distance, but it could not be increased or shortened, but at the same time, her hands and feet were sore. Ling Qingshu They were also seriously injured. The two of them were seriously injured, but they had the fighting spirit of a wounded animal. Chasing and sniffing, unable to disappear from the opponent's field of vision for a long time. Ling Qingshu's body was full of passion. He was just relying on his instinct to chase Xu Qin Zhi Xiang. He seemed to be able to imagine that he was in a panic at his daughter's house. He broke into the house as soon as he saw it, hoping to get rid of the pursuers. . Ling Qingshu, however, chased the two of them for a long time through the streets and alleys. After catching up, they actually slipped into the backyard of what seemed to be a wealthy family. He is unscrupulous and pursues him wherever he goes. The bright red flower color is eye-catching and attracts bees and butterflies, which is a bit kitsch.

The yard was manicured with fragrant couches. He turned around and slowly combed his long hair, biting his lips in annoyance. The expression on his face was even more eye-catching, as if he was wearing several different masks - resentment, indifference.

Ming Suwen has been feeling all kinds of proud since just now. The cute look of her biting her lips in annoyance seemed to be Zhang Bingdiao, angry and regretful, but now, she also had a proud smile of a successful prank.

His mask shattered at a touch. With her bottom exposed, she pounced with her imitation hand, and suddenly her eyes flashed with flowers. The fragrant wind hit her face, the beauty was gentle and soft. Ling Qingshu's brain was congested. He didn't expect it to be so much. He stretched out the Dalian and even the shadow could not be seen clearly. It was almost suspected that the wind was blowing in the empty room, but no one moved his delicate body. It seemed that he was passing by. Ling Qingshu didn't say anything. Clothes corners,.

This movement was so fast that it was even higher than in the bamboo forest just now. Seeing this, my head suddenly calmed down, but it was too late to regret it.

Ling Qingshu was carried away by lust, but he was not a fool - he sealed all the major acupoints in his Rendu and Du meridian. He recognized the acupoints accurately, and his technique was so clever. Su Wen kicked him to bed one by one, pointed out that Rufeng, from Daluo Mountain Ranked down, his ability to play can be ranked fourth. It is concentrated in the body in Shenzhou and mixed with a small amount of internal Qi. It can be released at any time when necessary. Not only can he stop breathing, he can even return the numbness of poisonous gas. Even if Ling Qingshu possesses the acupuncture skills, he will fall into a trap within a few hours.

Unable to perform exercises due to soreness of hands and feet

"-You are just pretending! You want me!" He felt very excited when he saw it.

Ming Su asked but didn't answer, just looked at Hua with a smile.

"I'm playing tricks on you. She has extraordinary wisdom, beauty, aura, and power that is hard to reach for ordinary people. She can do the above things to her. She is different except for me. So I am always looking for something fun. "Since I was three years old, I have known that between myself and others,

Therefore, from time to time, you will encounter someone who opens to you like this. This time he unbuttoned his robe, exposing more parts.

Ming Suwen gently took off her robe, but her skirt legs were already being touched.

"W-What are you going to do?"

"Guess what I'm going to do." Shou took off his clothes, but Ling Qingshu not only didn't feel excited, but felt cold all over. What kind of ridiculous plan is being rolled out in the back of the beautiful, charming, snow-muscled, and thick-haired woman?

A flash of sweat broke out. He seemed to gradually understand Ming Su Wensu

"You, what on earth are you going to do? Where is this place?

Ming Su asked the question with a sweet smile and replied in a warm voice. That night, there was the kind of laughter and laughter in the Zhang family while drinking wine. You shouldn’t be unfamiliar with it

"This is a place filled with laughter and laughter, just like Ya Dakou. Even though he only spoke a few words, his clothes were soaked through.

Ling Qingshu felt the sweat dripping down his forehead more and more. There were all the rough men in the room. I like to have sex in a gentle and comfortable way. It is the largest dry land venue in Hangzhou. "

Ming Suwen asked one word and said: "This place is the place where Mr. Rabbit's men like to hang out.

Dry Land Field, also called Tuer Field, was caused by Ming Suwen's mute point, which caused her voice to become raspy and unable to speak loudly.

Ling Qingshu trembled all over after hearing this and was furious, but

"You dare! You dare! You, you, you! You crazy girl

"What's the difference between you and me? Why do you say that?

Ming Suwen smiled slightly. You don't even blink, maybe you can still act like a hero for a while. The slave family sees that "I will beat you or kill you, but I will kill you, so there is no need to be proud of it. Let me tell you, even if you are afraid of death, your stomach will turn upside down if you kill someone. There are many people who are not afraid of death." Yes, you expressed your wish with the piety of a believer, but at the end of your words there was a cold sneer. Miss Qingqing is accepting guests!" The words were not loud, but they could be heard by people entering the yard.

Then Ming Suwen raised his voice and called out: "My father is Ling Hanzhong of Lushan Sword Temple!"

"You bitch! You, you! How dare you do this to me!

Ming Su asked and pointed out, blocking his ability to speak.

"You'd better save some energy and face your first night. After leaving, a fat man walked in. This man is from a door in Hangzhou. Suddenly, the door opened, and the beautiful figure in front of the bed responded like a mist, wives and concubines in a foreign house, no woman has suffered Got him. Later, he fell in love with this fake wealthy businessman. He was famous for torturing his wives and concubines, and beat him to death three times, which was exactly what he wanted. Seeing Ling Qingshu's delicate features, he put on light makeup. The man pretended to be a mother, and he also How would it feel to be able to withstand his cruelty coming back to him intact? The only thing he can think of right now to protest is that it is gradually withering and is close to death.

Ling Qingshu's hands and feet were sore and weak, unable to use his energy and resist. In the direction, an extremely beautiful woman sat.

But he still had a look of intense hatred. Those eyes were filled with cold mockery.

That stunningly beautiful face is full of "

"My surname is Ming, and my name is Ming Suwen."

"If you are still alive, you are welcome to come to me at any time.

"I can still send you back

I apologize for not guessing the ending.

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