"Giggle..." Old Xiong chuckled weakly, "He is the descendant of the Qijue Sword. Do you think you can get an advantage from him with your Wave Breaking Fist? It's just a dream."

"Brother, you have to accept your old age. Neither you nor I are just young people who have just entered the world." Xiong Er confirmed that there was no one following him, and stepped out of the grass with the man on his back, "But I am not yet brave enough to face the enemy.

The situation is always one of a pair."

The shackles in Old Bear's hands were hanging on the ground, dragging weeds and wet mud. He laughed hoarsely and said: "I was born at the wrong time. If he had been born a few years earlier, you would be no match for him."

Xiong Er stepped across the waterlogged mud and walked straight forward: "Huh, if I am not my opponent, you are the same!" He rolled his eyes and continued, "Presumably, you will also be defeated by him.

"

"So what if you admit it openly?" Old Xiong turned his head and glanced with difficulty, "I lost, I am convinced."

Xiong Er was obviously very familiar with this forest land. He walked to a dilapidated grass temple and kicked open the shaky wooden door.

The wooden door was kicked to the ground and flew inward, hitting the stone statue covered with spider webs and breaking into two pieces.

He threw the old bear in front of the stone statue, and immediately took off the water bag from his waist. He pressed the wound, opened his mouth, bit open the bottle cork, and poured it into his chest.

The sound of rushing water sounded. Xiong Er stared and gritted his teeth and took a few deep breaths. The air was filled with the rich aroma of spirits.

The skinned water bag was actually filled with strong liquor, and the gurgling liquor washed away the thick blood, revealing a flat and hideous wound.

After he poured the wine, he took out a clay medicine bottle from his belt, sprinkled medicine powder on the wound, and then sat down to rest for a while.

The old bear leaned on the ground, turned over and asked, "Have you seen my son?"

"See, this silly boy is quite tall." Xiong Er turned his head and grinned ferociously, "He is indeed a member of our Xiong family."

"Hmph, don't try to meddle with him. He is now an instructor of the Forbidden Army in the west of the city. He has a very bright future." Old Xiong squeezed back and leaned against the stone pier, "You and I were very successful in the martial arts world in our early years.

It's a life of licking blood from the edge of a knife. No matter how strong your temper is, you will still have to suffer from the cowardice of the donor."

"It's too late for me to feel sorry for him, why are you worried?" Xiong Er sat cross-legged and meditated, and breathed out hoarsely, "If the Xiong family can produce a general, it is a great thing for our ancestors to accumulate virtue. I can't even ask for these.

I didn’t have a wife, let alone a son.”

Old Xiong snorted coldly: "You had it originally, but it was your own fault."

"It's okay not to mention the past." Xiong Er seemed not to want to argue with him, "I didn't mean to save you this time. You know whose idea it was."

"He is really scared. I swore that I would never tell anything about him even if I die." Old Xiong dragged the chain aside and held his belly, "Have you seen him?"

"I haven't seen anyone in some years. Letters have been passed around without interruption." Xiong Er said, "But he is very angry. You stopped contacting us through letters. He is very angry."

"The Changfeng Escort Bureau is here, and the escort car has traveled all over Jiuzhou. He is not more than me, but not less than me." Old Xiong lowered his eyes and blinked, "Could it be that he wants you to kill me this time?"

"Hey, if he hadn't stopped me," Xiong Er looked up at the dark roof and sneered, "How could I have saved you? I should have killed you!"

A steady stream of rain fell along the eaves, and as dusk approached, the rain became heavier.

Old Xiong looked uncertain. He sat upright and stared at Xiong Er.

"Xiong Er, you were the first to seduce your sister-in-law back then." Old Xiong pressed his hands on the ground and quietly rubbed his shoulder towards the stone pier, "The rules of the world are to bully the master and destroy the ancestors, and to seduce the second sister-in-law. These two things are ignored by you.

The evil obstacles have been completely forgotten. This is really intolerable to the laws of heaven!"

A suppressed voice suddenly broke out from his mouth, and the old bear seemed angry. He gasped and coughed twice.

"You want to argue with me about the past? Have you completely forgotten what the master said back then?" Xiong Er looked sideways with a smile. He stretched out his palm and waved it in the air! "The fist is the truth.

The winner will stand, the loser will lie down!"

"Back then, you forced my wife away and left my son without a mother. I thought of you and me as having the same blood, so I didn't have the heart to kill you." Old Xiong's shoulders moved slightly, and the severe pain made his heart tighten and his brows furrowed.

, "Quiting from the world, returning to the mountains and forests, I took the black bear all over the nine states. But you are always looking for me, in order to kill me!"

"Brother, how old were you and me when the foreign invaders at Manhong Pass looted the border town? We must have been seven or eight years old, right?" Xiong Er scratched the root of his hair, "I can't remember clearly, but I remember those foreign invaders took my

The moment when my head was pressed against the wheels of the car!"

Xiong Er adjusted his breathing, stood up, walked over, knelt down, and looked directly into Old Xiong's eyes. He raised his two fingers and scratched his sweaty throat, and said in a cold voice: "The scimitar is on my neck."

After a lot of competition, guess what happened in the end?"

Snap!

Xiong Er used his fingers to chop down, cleanly breaking off a wet dead branch on the ground.

"The knife fell on my head and hit the wheel of the car." Xiong Er smiled, "You were not here at that time. Didn't you dig me out from the pile of dead people later? Later, I remember you asked me,

Are you afraid? The foreigner also asked me this. I was shaking so hard at that time that I couldn't even breathe when I was pressed by a pile of dead people. I was afraid. I was so scared that I didn't dare to breathe. It was funny.

Hey~guess what?”

Xiong Er tilted his neck, looked at Old Xiong with a smile, and continued: "I'm not afraid of death. What I'm afraid of is the blood dripping on my face, the rotten flesh stuck on my face, the flies on my nose, and the flies on my ears.

The maggots kept digging in. At that time, I knew that my ancestor’s disease had been passed on to me. If I were afraid of blood in this life, I would be abandoned by the tribe like my ancestor. At that time, I thought, how can I

Not to be abandoned? I thought about it for a long time and came up with only one word, fight!"

He stopped laughing, a fierce look in his eyes.

"Fight for food, clothing, shelter, and use. As long as it's what I want, I'll fight for it all!" Xiong Er waved his palm and clenched his fist, "Everything I want, I have to fight for! Ru Ruo

If anyone blocks the way, I will kill him! If it is you who blocks the way..."

Xiong Er's face was indifferent, and he turned his fingers towards the old bear's neck, making neat and empty strokes.

"kill."

The falling rain fell in front of the door, and the sound of dripping water made the old bear narrow his eyes. He tapped his toes on the ground, pushed his body quietly, and said, "Then you can kill me now."

"Brother, you are such a fool. You are my wealth. Killing you will cut off my own financial path." Xiong Er stood up and picked dry firewood around, "Wait until I send you to Chongdu.

Give it to him and everything will be settled."

"Will he?" Old Xiong Shenqi pushed his body hard, and said hoarsely in the severe pain, "Don't forget your and my identities. He can set up the Changfeng Escort Agency and conquer the world. Doesn't he know your and my bloodline?

Do you believe him? You might as well believe a prostitute in a brothel!"

"It doesn't matter whether you believe in him or not for a person like him?" Xiong Er made a pile of firewood, chopping his hands down, and the flames suddenly ignited, "I want to compete."

The firelight gradually illuminated the dilapidated grass temple, and the stone statue covered with thick dust showed a kind face. An ant crawled along the stone palm to the palm.

"Every bird is hidden, a rabbit is dead, and a dog is cooked. You and I are nothing in his eyes, and you fight so stubbornly." Old Xiong exhaled, "Maybe what you win in the end is not glory and wealth, but a dead end.

.”

The cold, dead stone statue seemed to be staring at the ants in its palm, and its kind face suddenly showed an inexplicable look of indifference.

The ant continued to climb up, but as soon as it reached the shoulder of the stone statue, raindrops dripped down, causing it to suddenly fall to the ground.

"I also advise you, you are so determined to do things for him." A clear voice echoed in the grass temple, "Maybe the people he wants are you two."

"Who?!" Xiong Er was shocked, "Come out!"

A person appeared on the eaves. This person was petite in stature. His wet cloth robe clung to his body, revealing his exquisite figure.

She walked closer to the flames and revealed her true face.

Xiong Er's eyes narrowed and he said, "It's you."

Liu Junyue approached the flames, stretched out her hands and turned them over to keep warm: "It's not me."

"Do you know her?" Lao Xiong looked at Liu Junyue suspiciously, "Who is she?"

Xiong Er kept a distance from Liu Junyue: "She was the one who threw escorts in Menzhou and asked me to run away to Yanzhou by name. Otherwise, how would I know that you were captured and put in Yanzhou prison."

"It doesn't matter who I am, let's get down to business." Liu Junyue turned to look at Xiong Er, "I'm here to deliver a message. It's up to you whether you listen or not."

Xiong Er didn't say anything, just glanced at Old Xiong.

The iron hook on the lute's bone had become loose at some point. Old Xiong pressed his hands on the ground and asked calmly: "What letter? Who sent you?"

"You don't care who sent me here." Liu Junyue put her hands close to her lips and breathed, "The eldest baby of your Xiong family may have a narrow escape from death if she goes to Manhongguan. There will be no return."

"What did you say?!" Xiong Er's expression suddenly changed to ferocious, "Speak clearly, or I'll smash your head in!"

"The big bullies the small? I'm afraid of death." Liu Junyue chuckled, "Don't you know there's going to be a big war at the frontier?"

When Lao Xiong heard this and was thinking about it, his eyes suddenly opened and he exclaimed: "You mean?! It's impossible!"

Xiong Er didn't know why. He turned to Old Xiong and asked sternly: "What's impossible?!"

Liu Junyue laughed repeatedly, pointed at Xiong Er and said, "Hey, are you still in the dark? It's funny, it's so funny that you two brothers are so suspicious of each other."

Xiong Er clenched his fists, stared at Liu Junyue, and asked in a ferocious voice: "What happened to the frontier fortress?!"

"Your ancestors, here they come~" Liu Junyue put her index finger on her chin as if thinking, and muttered, "What's your name? What's it about?"

After a while, her eyes suddenly lit up, she pointed at Xiong Er and said happily: "That's right, Cana!"

The ant on the stone statue did not fall. It was swaying in the belly of the stone statue, and above its hind legs was a long black line.

Those are all ants.

…

The wind and sand in the desert stop in the early morning, and the hills with thousands of miles of yellow sand stretch for thousands of miles, forming a natural high wall barrier.

The early morning sun shines high in the sky, but the light it shines on appears dull and dull.
Chapter completed!