Chapter 132 (1/2)

With a dull sound of ”bang”, ye Kurong only felt a strong and domineering internal force, forcing him to stagger back a few steps, his chest was bored and rolled in the Dantian.

And Zhu Minnan took advantage of that palm, his body floated in the air and rowed under the long sword, which just opened a knife chased by Yin Gou. People were in the air and flew to the river like pengniao. When they reached the water, their feet were a little higher in the withered reed on the bank, and then pulled several feet higher, fluttered across the water and fell gently on the awning boat.

Zhu Minnan said far away, ”the left-hand golden knife deserves its reputation. Zhu will learn it another day!” This sentence is not loud, but it seems to be full of confidence.

Ye Kurong was hit by Zhu Minnan and his blood rolled. He was even more shocked to see that he showed such a shocking lightness skill. The boat had gone down the river and soon sailed into the middle of the river and floated away.

It's almost dusk. Standing in the pavilion without trace, I look at the gray sky and the falling rain, and my thoughts roll in my heart. Only when he is alone can he see the profundity and remoteness in his eyes.

After he left the martial arts temple, he returned to the branch of the beggars' sect alone. In his heart, he thought again and again whether the ”Guiyang dragon” was really related to the Wu Temple.

In this battle with qiden, he found that he was more and more comfortable in controlling the donkey training sword. However, when he practiced according to the meditation luck method taught by Fang Buwen, he felt a very cold Yin and cold Qi in his body, which blocked his muscles and veins. As long as you are in a hurry, there will be a burst of colic in the Dantian. So that he did not dare to practice Kung Fu too much, nor did he dare to use his internal power too much when fighting with others.

He also remembered Gong sunqi's words: ”is this little monkey good or bad? He was born to be the governor and his two veins are connected. He was a rare talent for cultivating internal skills for hundreds of years, but he was poisoned by the mysterious God's palm from his mother's womb, which suppressed his internal skill cultivation! God's joke is not small. ”

It was the first time he saw Gongsun Qi shake his head and sigh. The sigh was both regret and regret, as well as a layer of loss and helplessness.

He remembered Fang Buwen's words: ”what a fart, no blood Linglong, wait to die!” It seems that the fat man's words did not scare him and Gongsun Qi. The cold poison in his body may kill him at any time.

Only when he is alone will he calmly consider his life and death. Perhaps he was not afraid of death in his heart, but it was also in his heart that he repeatedly reminded himself not to die.

Tang Qi quietly walked into the pavilion, looked at the motionless traceless, looked at his pale face with a dark cyan, Tang Qi knew that traceless was thinking about the remnant picture again. He didn't understand why traceless had to have blood to live. Not only he, traceless didn't understand.

”Mo ge... Mo Ge and Qin Ji haven't seen anyone all day today. Do you know where they have gone?”

Tang Qi stood beside Wuji and looked at the rain outside the pavilion and asked. The tone implied a trace of concern.

Traceless slowly took back his eyes and said, ”with moge's autumn wind knife, what are you worried about?”

Tang Qi hesitated and said, ”I just heard a beggar disciple come back and say that someone fought with the people of XueYue sect by the river today. According to his description, that person is most likely Mo Ge.”

Traceless was suddenly surprised, like waking up from a dream, his eyes showed a startled color, and asked, ”blood moon religion? How about winning or losing? ”

Tang Qi scratched his head and said, ”the beggar disciple didn't see it with his own eyes, but heard someone talking. He came back to chat with the flowers and let me listen. He said that it was a man and a woman who fought with the blood moon sect. The woman seemed to have no martial arts. The man used a sword and was stabbed by a young man who used a sword. His life and death were unknown. ”

”Life and death unknown?” Surprised, Wuji quickly walked to the courtyard and said, ”I'll have a look.”

Several huazi, who had been sitting on the ground, stood up one after another looking at the traceless. Traceless glanced at them and asked, ”who did you hear about the fighting by the river?”

A huazi said, ”I heard people chatting under the archway today. I heard someone talking about the fighting by the river. According to their description, the little one seems to be talking about Mo ye and Qin Ji girl, so the little one hurried back and wanted to tell us the helmsman, but the helmsman is not here... ”

The flower was young and articulate, and simply said what he heard. Wuji felt nervous when he heard his description. He glanced at Tang Qi and said, ”brother Tang Qi, stay here and wait for brother Mo Ge. I'll go out and have a look. Maybe it's a misinformation.”

Although he said so in his mouth, he believed seven or eight points in his heart. Especially when I heard that Mo Ge might be seriously injured and his whereabouts were unknown, I couldn't help worrying.

Although Tang Qi was also worried and anxious in his heart, there was a trace of luck in his heart after listening to the words without trace. Without Tang Qi's consent, he stepped out of the branch of the beggars' sect. The drizzle seemed to be falling more urgently.

As soon as he got out of the courtyard, he flew to the river without trace. His clear and bright eyes looked a little flustered and anxious.