met free Chapter 455
Chapter 455
Water Cloud Pavilion!
One of the great masters of the Ming Dynasty, the first master of the Wudang faction, stood humbly and respectfully in front of Zhao Wuxian.
The battle of the square is in a moment.
But let the wooden people know.
He is by no means Zhao Wuxian's opponent~.
The Wood Road Man is not really wood.
He's human too.
On the surface, he is a game and uninhibited.
In fact, the yin owl is arrogant, eloquent and strategic, but forbearance is deep.
How could such a person be willing to die?
So, he bowed his head.
Surrender to the stronger Zhao Wuxian.
Subduing the Mu Dao people and controlling the [Ghost Villa] is equivalent to saying that Zhao Wuxian has already controlled the two major forces of the Ming Dynasty.
[Ghost Villa].
and [Tianzun].
These two forces are hidden in the dark, but they know everything about Daming, and they can become the eyes and ears of Jingwangfu in Daming.
Martial Immortals are not omniscient.
Even Luoshen, who has the highest authority in Kyushu, is not omniscient and omnipotent, and needs Tianjilou to collect all kinds of information.
Zhao Wuxian praised Mu Daoren twice, and his voice changed, and he said: "This king never hesitates to reward his subordinates. "
"Since you know the current affairs, this volume of "Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa" will be given to you, and it should be of some use to you. "
Mu Daoren was taken aback, "Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa"?
He looked up.
A thick booklet flew towards him.
When you get to the front, you slowly stop.
"Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa", of course, Mu Dao people know, is one of the supreme mysteries in the Ming Martial Arts Demon Gate.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Wujing has it?
Not only to have, but also so casually, to give it to yourself?
Although the Mu Dao people are already great grandmasters.
But martial arts cheats, who would think it is too many?
"Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa" is undoubtedly a peerless secret book, which tells about the various secret techniques and martial arts of becoming immortals.
Some of the things in it are still useful to the Mudao people.
Mu Dao people were excited and excited: "Thank you for the reward!"
[Ding! You give the wooden Taoist a mutilated version of "Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa"!]
[You trigger 10,000 times the crit return!]
[You have obtained the Eight Wonder Skills of the Martial Arts and the Six Libraries of Immortal Thieves!]
Well?
10,000 times crit return?
Martial arts supernatural powers, six library immortal thieves?
Zhao Wuxian was pleasantly surprised.
[Liuku Immortal Thief: The ultimate in physical training, the perfect digestive system, can instantly decompose the ingested substances, and convert the absorbed nutrients into Qi through circulation. Because of this supernatural ability to perfectly absorb nutrients, the user will hardly age, and the energy will become more and more energetic, and the user's smell will disappear. 】
The power of the [Liuku Immortal Thief] is undoubted, allowing the owner to devour everything and transform it into his own use.
For Zhao Wuxian, who is physically strong.
[Liuku Immortal Thief] is the most suitable.
The wind blows.
When Lu Xiaofeng, Ye Gucheng and others walked out of the fog, they only saw the injured Mudao people lying in the water pavilion.
Zhao Wuxian was gone.
"Old Wood!"
Monk Honka pounced, and before everyone else, he quickly hugged the wooden Taoist who was covered in blood.
He touched his breath.
"It's okay, I'm not dead!"
Everyone knows that the relationship between the two is irreversible, and it is not surprising to see this scene.
Only Lu Xiaofeng is a little unspeakably strange.
It's just that he can't see anything strange.
"Is it because I'm thinking too much, suspicious?"
Lu Xiaofeng was puzzled.
He stroked his beard.
Autumn!
The maple leaves of the West Mountain have turned red, and the jade dew of the street has turned white.
Autumn is getting deeper.
September 13.
Morning.
Li Yanbei walked out of the twelfth of his thirty mansions.
Stride along the morning mist streets.
Last night's altar of bamboo leaves and green leaves, half an hour of frolic, did not make him seem the slightest tired.
He was eight feet one inch tall.
Strong, strong, and full of precision.
Thick eyebrows, sharp eyes, hawk nose.
Serious face.
Always with an expression that borders on cruelty, it looks like a leopard that has just emerged from the primeval mountain forest.
Whoever sees him can't help but show a little respect and fear, and he himself never looks down on himself.
Ten years ago.
He was already one of the most powerful people in the capital.
About a foot behind him, there was a group of people with him, and he almost had to run at a speed to keep up with his pace.
Among this group of people, there are the chief dart heads and dart masters of the three major dart games in the capital, and the leaders of the poles in the east and west cities.
There is a big boss who has done a very successful business and the manager of the bank.
There are also a few people who have settled in the capital for more than ten years, but no one has ever been able to figure out their origin and identity.
They are all wealthy and successful middle-aged people.
No one wants to walk out of their warm and comfortable home in the early hours of the morning and brave the cold wind to run on the streets.
But every morning they had to go like this.
Because Li Yanbei is used to walking along his fixed route for half an hour when the morning dawn first appears.
This place is almost his kingdom.
At this time, his mind is always very clear, and his judgment is always very correct.
He liked his cronies to follow him behind, waiting for him to call the shots.
And it's been a habit he's been doing for years.
Just like the early dynasties of kings.
Whether you like it or not, you must never disobey it.
Since the head of the "Zhenyuan Dart Bureau" [Golden Knife] Feng Kun.
He was dragged out of the bed on a bitterly cold morning.
After being thrown into the frozen river outside the Yongding Gate, no one dared to be late and absent again.
The sun has not yet risen.
The wind still carries the cold smell of the night.
The autumn trees and autumn leaves on the side of the street have long since fallen.
The dew of the fallen leaves has formed a thin layer of autumn frost.
Li Yanbei clenched his fists, strode quickly, and walked from the path of the city to the center of the city outside the front gate, and suddenly called: "Sun Chong." "
In the group of people who followed, a well-dressed middle-aged man with a white face and a slight beard immediately ran to catch up.
It is one of the generals under Li Yanbei, who is famous for creating various blades and hidden weapons in the Central Plains. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)
Li Yanbei did not slow down and waited for him.
I didn't even look at him.
just said with a calm face: "Have I already taken care of you, before fifteen, don't take over large business." "
Sun Chong said: "Yes!"
Li Yanbei said: "Then yesterday night, why did you sell the sixty-six ghost head knives, fifty swords, and all the bows and arrows stored in the library?"
Sun Chong lowered his head, his face had changed.
He obviously didn't expect Li Yanbei to know about this matter so quickly, hung his head, and snorted: "That ticket business is very profitable, and..."
Li Yanbei sneered: "And business is always business, isn't it?"
Sun Chong didn't dare to answer again, his head hung lower.
Li Yanbei's face was already angry, his fists were clenched tighter, and he suddenly asked again: "Do you know who the buyer is?"
Sun Chong hesitated, shaking his head, but his eyes were secretly rolling in all directions.
At this time, they had just walked onto the narrow cherry slope street.
Of course, the shops on both sides are not yet open.
But at this moment, in the narrow alleys on the left and right, two black canopy carts suddenly rushed out and cut them off in the middle of the road.
Then, the canopy on the car was suddenly lifted.
There were more than a dozen black-clad men hidden in each car.
Everyone was holding Zhang Qiang's bow in their hands.
The strings of each bow are full, and the arrows are already on the strings.
Sun Chong just wanted to rush to the car, but his wrist was already clasped by Li Yanbei's iron palm.
His face immediately changed miserably, and he opened his mouth to shout: "Can't..."
Before the words were shouted, the bowstring sounded, and the arrows flew out like locusts.
Li Yanbei sat on the horse with a heavy waist, and with a backhand, he actually picked up his people.
Met the locust-like arrows.
In the blink of an eye, Sun Chong's man had been shot into a hedgehog.
Li Yanbei shouted loudly and wanted to rush into the caravan.
Who knew that after a group of archers in front of him shot arrows, their bodies immediately fell down, and there was a group of archers behind them.
The strings of the twenty-eight strong bows were full, and the arrows were already on the strings.
Li Yanbei's body immediately stiffened.
The group of people who followed him had been cut off by a third cart.
0 begging for flowers
Even though he is a body of steel and iron.
I can't stop this round of locust-like arrows!
After 20 years of struggle and hundreds of hard battles, in the end, it is inevitable that you will fall into the trap of the opponent.
Li Yanbei's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a fierce beast that had fallen into the trap of a hunter.
As long as the bowstring rings again, this tycoon of the capital who dominates one side will inevitably be pierced through the heart by random arrows.
Who knew that it was in this moment.
On the left side of the house, a very sharp wind suddenly sounded.
A flash of blue light!
Stroke across the bowstring.
Just listen to the series of "jump, jump, jump".
Like a pearl falling on a jade plate.
The bowstrings of twenty-eight strong bows were cut by two blue rays at the same time.
Then, there was another "grab", and the blue light was nailed to the door panel on the right, which was nothing more than two copper coins.
Who has such amazing finger power to cut twenty-eight bowstrings in quick succession with copper coins?
The archers' faces had changed dramatically, and suddenly they all rolled over and jumped out of the caravan and into the narrow alley.
Li Yanbei did not chase.
These people are not his opponents, and they are not worthy of his shot.
And he knew years ago that killing doesn't make people really obey and respect him.
He just said in a deep voice: "You might as well go slowly, go back and tell your master, just say that since Li Yanbei is not dead today, he will go to him one day." "
On the eaves on the left, there was a sudden burst of applause.
A person said with a smile: "Good demeanor and good style, sure enough, it is Li Yanbei who is full of benevolence and righteousness." "
Li Yanbei also smiled: "It's a pity that Li Yanbei, who is full of benevolence and righteousness, even if he has three heads and six arms, is not as good as Lu Xiaofeng's two fingers."
A man laughed and jumped down from the house.
On the well-defined face, the eyes are bright, and the eyebrows are still dark.
The sun has risen.
Hot air coming out of the pot of bean juice.
In the sunlight, it looks like fog.
Lu Xiaofeng used fire to sandwich the pig's head meat, and served it with pickles and bean juice, and drank it for three bowls.
Then he let out a long breath, wiped his sweat and said with a smile: "I haven't been to the capital for three years, do you know what I miss the most?"
Li Yanbei smiled and said, "Bean juice?"
Lu Xiaofeng smiled and nodded: "The first thing I miss is the bean juice, and the second is the fried belly, especially Cai Xianju's fried liver, as well as the fire in Runminglou and the pie in Pie Zhou." "
Li Yanbei said: "What about me?"
Lu Xiaofeng smiled: "When I'm not hungry, I will think of you." "
Li Yanbei said: "But you are afraid but you can't imagine that I will almost die in the hands of others one day?" Lu Xiaofeng admitted: "I can't imagine that you will let them go." "
Li Yanbei said: "You think I like to kill?"
Lu Xiaofeng smiled again: "If you like to kill, I'm afraid that you won't be able to live today." "
Li Yanbei said: "But you..."
Lu Xiaofeng said: "But you should at least ask who sent them." "
Li Yanbei also smiled: "I don't have to ask. "
Lu Xiaofeng said: "You already know?"
Li Yanbei's smile didn't seem very pleasant, and he said lightly: "Except for Lao Du in the south of the city, who has such courage?"
Lu Xiaofeng said: "Du Tongxuan?"
Li Yanbei nodded, the bowl he had just picked up in his hand had been crushed to pieces.
"Fart!"
A voice rang out.
"Lao Tzu was going to kill you, but when I went to buy it, it was already sold out!" Du Tongxuan suddenly walked out.
He sat next to him under the eyes of the two.
"Not only Sun Chong's shop, but all the bows and crossbows and swords in the city have been swept away!"
Lu Xiaofeng and Li Yanbei gasped.
"What kind of people want to use so many crossbows and swords?"
One word, comes to mind.
Rebel!
Someone is going to rebel?!!!
"However, the rebellion should also be carried out in secret, who would buy weapons with such fanfare?" Li Yanbei frowned.
Lu Xiaofeng groaned and said, "Unless, that person is a temporary initiative and has to rebel." "
He thought of Zhao Wuxian's three letters.
Weird yes!.