Too Reckless

There were thunderstorms in the sky, more than ten horses stood at the gate of the city, and the big beans rained on the bamboo hat, cloak and saber, making a crackling sound.

"Step aside!"

A young girl with a weak stature, riding on a red horse, with a dirty son of the same age behind her, as if she was about to elope with her lover.

The Huang family is in Huangfeng County. Although it is not as big as Baidao Zhuang, it is also a well-known and famous family in the rivers and lakes.

My young lady was kidnapped by a little ruffian. How could the disciples of the Huang family sit back and ignore it?

"Miss, the affairs of the rivers and lakes are by no means a child's play. The dead clan will be wiped out at every turn. I hope you can think about the owner and the wife of the family. If you mess with this kid today, the Huang family will suffer a big disaster..."

Miss Qiu knew that all love, hatred and hatred were illusions, but the guards in front of them didn't know that their loyalty to her was real.

Miss Qiu couldn't wake these people up, let alone slash them one by one.

"You get out of the way..."

"Miss, ma'am..."

A wave of people stopped you at the gate of the city, and not long after it was pulled, the thunderous horseshoe sounded again in the countryside outside the city.

Seeing this, the Huang Family Guard's complexion changed slightly, and they turned around and held down the sword on their waists, as if they were facing a great enemy.

Bai Dao Zhuang and Huang's family are both county watchmen, and the distance from the county seat is more than ten miles. The Huang family arrived first when they heard the news, and learned that Bai Dao Zhuang, a young master who died violently, would definitely not be slow to kill.

Zuo Lingquan sat behind Miss Qiu and looked up. He could see that more than a hundred fierce horses were rushing towards the countryside. All of them were men from the rivers and lakes wearing hats and holding big swords. The head was a gray-haired old man with blood-red eyes. Then he roared:

"Thief! Give my son my life!"

"Oops, it's Master Zhao Ba of Baidao Zhuang, what should I do?"

The Huang family guards were pale, and some of them gave Miss Qiu a wink to tell her to hide.

In the eyes of outsiders, Zhao Ba, the owner of Baidao Zhuang, is actually the second ancestor of a fairy family in the Temple of Supervisors. He had an argument with Xun Fu.

But this second-generation ancestor came in and sealed his memory as the locals did, so Zhao Ba's grief of losing his son at an old age and hatred of the murderer were not false at all.

Zhao Ba carried his two knives and led more than a hundred disciples to the outside of the county.

"Good you Huang Shiying, dare to kill my son..."

How dare the guards led by the Huang family draw their swords in front of this old hero, and hurriedly explained:

"Don't get me wrong, Master Zhao, the young lady learned that something happened to the owner of the young village. Out of grief and anger, she brought me and the others to kill first. The murderer has already been taken down, so I will hand it over to Master Zhao..."

The guard next to him hurriedly gave Miss Qiu a wink and asked her to push Zuo Lingquan out to take the blame... It didn't count as taking the blame, it should be done by one person.

It is really difficult for Miss Qiu to get into the play in the face of this kind of play, but with hundreds of swordsmen blocking her way, she can't always say, "This girl has no time to play with you."

Zuo Lingquan saw that he couldn't leave, and there was not much nonsense, so he turned over and dismounted, and walked out of the horse team guarded by the Huang family with a knife in hand:

"I killed your son. If you want to go on the road with him, just come."

The arrogant tone made the guards of the Huang family look horrified.

Zhao Ba was holding a pair of knives, and when he heard these defiant words, he was directly laughing:

"This old man has been in the arena for decades, but this is the first time he has seen such a person who is not afraid of death. Who are you instructed by? Why do you want to harm my son?"

Zuo Lingquan slashed the young village owner with a knife just now, thinking that he was dreaming, and 'remembered' that he beat him three days ago, and slaughtered him with a knife.

Now that he knew that he was not alone in the dream, and that there was no observer, this answer on a whim was obviously not suitable as a reason.

For this reason, Zuo Lingquan did not explain, and responded directly:

"I don't think he is pleasing to the eye, is this reason enough?"

Zhao Ba's forehead bulged with blue veins, and the horses under his crotch were also pacing uneasy in the muddy ground. He said angrily:

"Good boy. Catch me. If the old man doesn't skin you and cramp today, I'll..."

"Wait!"

The two sides were confronting each other, and a cold drink suddenly sounded in the distance.

Zhao Ba paused for a moment, and when he looked around, he saw a black horse galloping toward the countryside outside the city.

Immediately, there was a man in black, with a well-proportioned figure and a handsome face, holding a long knife with a cold light, his eyes were full of sneer, and he stared at Zuo Lingquan.

Everyone present didn't have any impression of this person just now, but when they saw the person who came, they recognized who this person was - Xun Zhennan, the number one swordsman in Tiannan, and the brother of Zhao Ba, the master of Baidao Zhuang. His adopted son, who travels all the year round and rarely returns, was only rumored to come to visit a few days ago.

This vague memory appeared in Zuo Lingquan's mind inexplicably, and it felt a little weird, but as a player in the game, he couldn't tell whether this Xun Zhennan had just appeared in this world or had been there all along.

However, Zhao Ba and the others, and even the Huang family guards, could not even feel the suddenness. When Zhao Ba saw the person coming, his face showed joy, and then he began to feel sad:

"Zhennan, you're finally here, if you'd come one step earlier... alas..."

The one who came galloping on horseback was naturally Xun Fu, the grandson of the Chiwu Xingjun Xun Mingzhang.

Xun Fu fell into a dream again and retained his memory. At this time, his mental state was definitely different. If you want to describe it, about it is similar to the traveler - this world is full of ignorant natives, only he is an immortal from the sky, and there is a sense of superiority that "everyone is drunk and I wake up alone".

However, Xun Fu also knew the rules of the Blessed Land. If he spoke nonsense, he would be regarded as a lunatic by the person in the dream.

Although Xun Fu's status is high, he is not the only cultivator with a profound background in Huangliangfudi, so he should keep a low profile.

Xun Fu drove his horse between the two groups of people. According to his current status, he bowed his hands to Zhao Ba first:

"Foster father, I already know about Brother Zhao. Brother Zhao and I are brothers who stabbed in both sides. He died under the knife of a thief. How can I just sit back and ignore it? Let me handle this son."

After finishing speaking, Xun Fu came to the front of the team with a knife, and looked down at Zuo Lingquan from the horse:

"Boy, before I heard that you were the killer, there was a saying, 'Shibei should be treated with admiration for three days'. I wonder if you have heard another sentence called 'A mountain is still a mountain high'?"

Zuo Lingquan thought that the other party was looking for revenge for his brother, but for some reason, he always felt that the other party's eyes were a little weird, um... It was like looking at an ignorant monkey.

Zuo Lingquan was very unhappy with this look, he raised the knife and pointed at Xun Fu:

"Yes?"

Xun Fu was also very cautious. After giving Zuo Lingquan a cold look, he turned over and dismounted, took out a meat bun from the luggage on the side of the horse, and walked over with a knife while chewing.

? ?

The people in the audience, including Miss Qiu, had strange eyes, and felt that Xun Zhennan's brain was not normal.

Zuo Lingquan understood the reason, was speechless, and said directly:

"Your Excellency is very particular about people. You know that you don't want to be a starving ghost. You can go on the road when you're full."

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In the county seat, in a restaurant not far from the city gate.

The Young Castle Master Xu Yuanfeng of Tianying Castle, and the big butler Zheng Yu, stood side by side by the window on the second floor of the restaurant, looking at the tense situation outside the city gate.

It is a fact that Huangliang Blessed Land can allow monks to experience reincarnation in their dreams, but as the controller of Blessed Land, the Temple of Supervisors is not satisfied with earning a little immortal money from Blessed Land.

The original Huangliang Blessed Land had only firewood, rice, oil, salt, joys, sorrows and sorrows in the world, and the atmosphere of the rivers and lakes was very low.

However, the Temple of Supervisors is a martial arts sect. In order to innovate and create new martial arts concepts for the sect, human intervention has slowly turned Huangliangfudi into what it is today.

The cultivator survived the calamity in the dream and sealed his memory, but his "innate understanding" will not change. In the vendetta of the rivers and lakes, it is easy to realize the martial arts that he once knew, and he may also open up new martial arts concepts.

The Temple of Supervisors has installed a lot of its own family members in the blessed land, and they follow the masters to learn the arts as mortals. The masters will teach them all without reservation before the 'dead end', and then these cherished martial arts concepts have become prisoners. Things from the Temple of Soldiers.

This approach is undoubtedly very shameless, but the martial arts leaders who have left the customs have not bothered with the Temple of the Soldiers.

One is that the people who retreated are all under the jade steps, and they can't afford to provoke the temple of the guards; the other is that the apprentices they volunteered to teach in their dreams are in their dreams. The real body of the apprentice and the son silenced the family.

Under normal circumstances, it is regarded as the experience of the previous life, and I don’t think about it. I don’t even ask who the relatives in my dreams are.

Of course, the Temple of the Soldiers did not dare to publicize this kind of thing. Only the core of the sect at the level of Xu Yuanfeng and Zheng Yu knew this secret.

Xu Yuanfeng gathered the leaders of a hundred schools, and most of the martial arts in the guild came from here. Standing here at this time, he naturally wanted to see if this new 'Liu Dazhuang' had the potential for him to follow up.

Although the two of them are the managers of Blessed Land, they came in in the form of a dream and became the owner and shop assistant of the town restaurant.

Zheng Yu stood behind his back, looked carefully with his hands behind his back, and said:

"This son's tone is really arrogant. In reality, he is also a ruthless character with a perverse temperament. He just doesn't know how high his martial arts attainments are."

Xu Yuanfeng said: "Just as soon as I fell into a dream, I killed Xun Fu, adapting so quickly, the martial arts attainments must have reached the 'extreme state' of the unity of nature and man; only this kind of person can forget all the skills and techniques on the basis of adapting to the situation. Winning."

"When you enter the extreme realm, there must be merits. If you are accidentally beaten to death by Xun Fu and others, but it is a loss, do you want to find a way to interfere?"

"What you should consider now is how to appease Xun Fu later."

"Um?"

Zheng Yu was a little puzzled, and was about to ask what he meant when he saw a horrifying scene.

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thunderbolt-

Under the torrential rain, more than a hundred people stood outside the city gate, sandwiching two figures in the middle.

Zuo Lingquan held a knife in one hand and looked at the swordsman in black who was eating buns in a circle around him, with three points of impatience in his eyes.

Xun Fu seemed to be arrogant, but the memory of being beaten for a second was still there. He didn't understand Zuo Lingquan's moves just now.

Three circles left, three circles right...

For Zhao Ba, Huang Jiawei and others, the atmosphere on the field was very depressing, and there was a feeling of 'the mountains and the rain are about to come and the building is full of wind'.

On the other hand, Miss Qiu was very speechless. After looking at it for a long time, she became impatient and said:

"I didn't finish a dozen mouthfuls of steamed buns. They are more gentle than women. Do you want to beat them?"

With Xun Fu's second generation of immortals, even if he retains his memory, it is impossible to find Zuo Lingquan's flaws.

After turning around a few times and finding that the opponent was impeccable, Xun Fu also lost his patience, and the long knife in his right hand shook suddenly, dispersing the raindrops on the blade, and then flew to Zuo Lingquan's left side, hitting Zuo Lingquan with a knife. Under the ribs, the angle is extremely tricky, and the speed is as fast as thunder.

"Death to me!"

Although Xun Fu was not a martial artist, the things that the cultivators learned during the training period were the same. Xun Fu was the descendant of the Chiwu Zhenjun, and the things that laid the foundation for physical fitness at a young age were all the top martial arts paths in the practice.

This is similar to Lingye. Even if Lingye is a warlock, he was a master of his ancestors when he was young, and his martial arts accomplishments are by no means comparable to ordinary martial arts.

Even if Xun Fu didn't have the infuriating energy around him, using the essential skills accumulated over thousands of years of cultivation to deal with mortals whose lifespans were only a few decades short was a real dimensional blow.

Zhao Ba and even more than a hundred swordsmen in the back saw this sword with amazement in their eyes, and felt that this sword was perfect to the point of impeccable.

But soon, their eyes froze.

I saw the boy in linen standing in the rain curtain, facing the knife from a tricky angle, without showing the slightest panic, without even turning his head, he directly raised the knife in his hand, and pulled a knife in the air.

clang-

There was a harsh sound of gold and iron clashing in the rain curtain, and a few sparks erupted.

The knife in Zuo Lingquan's hand spun around in a circle, knocking off the stabbing long knife, and then raising his left hand, his five fingers grabbed the rain curtain like a hook, and locked Xun Fu's throat with lightning speed.

click—

Xun Fu is far from Zuo Lingquan when it comes to his experience in rivers and lakes, and when it comes to martial arts attainments in the practice of Taoism, it is even more different from cloud and mud. He has been cautiously guarding the knife in Zuo Lingquan's hand, and when he realizes that the five fingers are grabbing, it is too late to avoid it.

bang—

There was a muffled sound in the rain.

Zuo Lingquan grabbed Xun Fu's throat with one hand, lifted it hard, and then threw it into the muddy ground, holding the blade upside down and stabbing it into his chest:

"Mountains outside the mountains, right? Eating buns? Going around in circles?"

"Ah-uh-"

puff-

puff-

The muffled sound of sharp weapons penetrating into flesh was heard along with Xun Fu's 'Ow Ow' scream, and the originally chilling scene collapsed instantly.

The many heroes in the arena watching on the scene, their eyes widened in disbelief, they watched Xun Fu being cut down, and even forgot to help out.

And the victim Xun Fu, everyone is stupid!

As the proud son of the giants of the immortal family, he was hacked to death without any memory last time, which can still be explained as a mistake; Who trusts cheating?

Could this **** be a mortal?

Xun Fu instinctively screamed, but his eyes were not frightened, he just looked at Zuo Lingquan incomprehensibly.

Zuo Lingquan slashed a few times, and found something wrong in Xun Fu's eyes - the four people he slashed just now had obvious fear of death in their eyes; but now, there is a sense of defeat in his eyes, but he has no fear of death at all. The fear, as if he knew that he would not really die.

This shows that the other party, like him, is a cultivator who is awake in a dream.

Although Zuo Lingquan doesn't know who this person is, but if the other party finds out that he is different, there will definitely be trouble. Now he can only be impatient and roar according to his current identity:

"Cucumber and melon is Lao Tzu's woman. Lao Tzu has worked hard for many years to marry her. Why should Bai Dao Zhuang take my love? Today, let me kill one Lao Tzu, and come two Lao Tzu to kill one pair..."

"Ah-poof-"

The knife was merciless and fell on Xun Fu. The **** scene of the butcher slicing meat made all the Jianghu people present take a few steps back in fear.

Miss Qiu also saw that Xun Fu was unusual. Seeing that everyone was temporarily stunned, in order to prevent unforeseen problems, she drove her horse and rushed to the front:

"I'll take you away!"

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan put away the knife, jumped up and got on the horse's back, and rushed to the countryside with Miss Qiu.

It wasn't until he ran far away that he heard Zhao Ba's grief-stricken shout from behind:

"Zhennan!... Chase me! Give my son's life back..."

"drive-"

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In the restaurant, Zheng Xian saw this scene. Although he expected that Xun Fu might not be able to beat him, he was still a little overwhelmed by his death:

"You're going to die like this? For such a big living person, the corners of his clothes didn't touch..."

Xu Yuanfeng was not surprised by this at all: "Famous martial arts masters are all deeply involved in the subtleties, and the true chapters can be seen in the smallest details; this person's martial arts foundation is as solid as a rock, and his ability to adapt is rare in the world. In the blessed land, let alone Xun Fu, even if I Playing in person, there is no certainty of victory.”

It was the first time that Zheng Wei heard this kind of comment from Xu Yuanfeng. He was just a big housekeeper, and he couldn't say much about martial arts. He asked:

"Is it possible that this child is still on the same level as the castle owner?"

"Even if it's not now, I have the potential to compete with me in the future."

"What now?"

"People spend money to come in to survive the robbery, so we naturally have to ensure their experience."

After Xu Yuanfeng watched Zuo Lingquan go away: "Let him play on his own, don't interfere, wait until he has achieved something, and then arrange for someone to learn the art around him; this person is a gold mine, and he will definitely learn something that will benefit the sect."

Zheng Yu nodded slightly, found a rope, and put it on the beam:

"What about Young Master Xun? Being hacked to death in public twice in a row is a shame. With his temperament, he definitely won't let it go..."

Xu Yuanfeng also found a rope, put it on the beam, and then stepped on the stool and started hanging:

"He wants to humiliate himself, just let him go, give him a hundred chances, and he won't want to get his face back."

After speaking, Xu Yuanfeng kicked the stool and hung it on the upper sling, shaking it back and forth.

The reason for this is of course to leave Huang Liang Blessed Land.

The soul of a person is very special, and it is easy to leave a memory for people. All senses are entrances. Huangliangfudi can project false memories into the minds of cultivators in various ways.

But trying to erase the memory in the cultivator's mind is hard to beat. This is no different from directly attacking the soul. It will trigger the soul's self-defense reaction and wake the cultivator.

So send a new person into a dream, and make up a past for everyone to remember; but once in, there is no way to erase the trace of this person's existence from other people's minds.

According to the realm of the two, they can wake up directly, but in the eyes of other dreamers, they disappear out of thin air, and Xian Teng can't use logic to complete the field, which will disturb the dream and cause strange variables.

If two people want to leave the dream, they have to maintain a logical self-consistency. The easiest way is to commit suicide.

Zheng Yu kicked off the stool and hung it with Xu Yuanfeng. His face was blue and blue, and he couldn't help but complain:

"Castle Lord, next time let's wipe our neck with a knife, this method of death is really uncomfortable..."

Xu Yuanfeng's face also turned black and blue, UU reading www.uukanshu. com, but his tyrannical expression did not change, but he said in a hoarse voice:

"Suicide with a knife is unlucky."

In the traditional view, hanging oneself without blood, leaving the whole body, is a very decent way of death, and adding a knife and axe to the body will cause the body to be mutilated, lose the dignity in front of the body, and even become disabled in reincarnation. Zheng Wei responded:

"People in the practice can't be superstitious and heresy, they will die, so who cares if they are lucky or not..."

Before the words were finished, there was no sound in the room, only two corpses were left, swaying on the beams.

squeak-

squeak-

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