"The Hero of Nantian" Lu Zhongyuan is not weak in martial arts, but he just doesn't want to take advantage of others' beauty, so he uses his martial arts from Yan Nantian to travel around the world.

Otherwise, if he uses his own unique martial arts, even if Xu Ziyi can win, it will be delayed until hundreds of rounds...

It’s just that this man has a stubborn personality. When it comes to martial arts, Yan Nantian, Yao Yue, and Lian Xing are the only three people in the world who can be his opponents. Unfortunately, since he was defeated by Wei Wuya because of conspiracy and conspiracy, his mind has been shattered.

There is a flaw.

Therefore, he who is spiritually deficient is actually half a step behind.

"You are so powerful in martial arts, but I don't know why you want to attack Jiang Biehe?" Lu Zhongyuan suddenly asked.

It turns out that after Yan Nantian regained consciousness, he and Wan Chunliu quietly left the Valley of the Wicked. Although he was lucky enough to get a glimpse of the highest state of the "Wedding Dress Magic" after regaining consciousness, after all, he was just recovering from a serious illness and his skills were declining.

Fearing that the evildoers in the Valley of the Wicked would know that he had awakened and take advantage of this to cause trouble in the world, Yan Nantian personally invited Lu Zhongyuan out of the mountain, hoping to frighten the Valley of the Wicked with his name. Not long after Lu Zhongyuan came out of the mountain, he heard about "Jiangnan".

He heard the news that the hero Jiang Biehe was tortured and killed, so he rushed to Shuzhou without stopping.

"Does Master Lu know that Jiang Biehe was the schoolboy of 'Yulang' Jiang Feng back then?"

Understanding Lu Zhongyuan's doubts, Xu Ziyi explained calmly.

"Do you really mean what you said?" Lu Zhongyuan couldn't help but widen his eyes angrily upon hearing this, as if he was extremely angry.

"Of course this is true. He is a despicable and shameless man. In order to belittle his master, he named his son 'Yulang'..."

Speaking of this matter, Xu Ziyi couldn't help but shake his head.

"But shouldn't you be the one to kill him?"

Even after hearing Xu Ziyi's explanation, Lu Zhongyuan still looked ugly.

"Jiang Feng is not the only person in the world who died because of Jiang Biehe!" Xu Ziyi's tone could not help but turn cold.

Xu Ziyi naturally knew what he meant, which was to leave Jiang Biehe to Xiao Yu'er!

"..."

When Lu Zhongyuan heard this, he couldn't help but be speechless.

"Mr. Xu, Daxia Lu, it's better to sit down at the table. Someone Zhao has already ordered the chef in the house to prepare the food and wine!"

Seeing that the atmosphere between the two gradually turned cold, Zhao Xiangling, the host, quickly stepped forward to speak out.

He had been suppressed by Duan Hefei in the south for many years, but now two big figures came to the village at the same time. Even though he had this in mind, his bloodline as a merchant still gave him courage.

"If you want to host a banquet, I advise you to prepare a few more seats in advance!"

Faced with Zhao Xiangling's kindness, Xu Ziyi suddenly smiled.

As soon as Xu Ziyi's words rang out, Lu Zhongyuan on the side seemed to notice something and raised his eyes to look ahead.

Only one person laughed and said: "That's right at all. You'd better prepare a few more seats, because we people who have lived overseas for a long time have already had birds in our mouths!" Amid the laughter, a figure emerged from the distance.

It blew up like a wind.

Among the people in the courtyard, Xu Ziyi and Lu Zhongyuan had the highest martial arts skills. The two of them could only notice that they were in front of each other, while Tie Wushuang, Zhao Xiangling and others had not noticed anything before. Naturally, they were shocked when they saw the figure falling to the ground.

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I saw that he was less than three feet tall, and he was actually a dwarf. Other dwarfs must be deformed and ugly, but this dwarf is very different. His head, hands, feet, and body development are all in proportion.

His face is even more delicate, and there are five whiskers sprouting from his chin. It seems that he is actually an immortal and has some moral integrity.

He was dressed in an unorthodox way, wearing a blue-gray short robe with a sword stuck sideways on his back - this sword was two inches shorter than other people's daggers, like a child's toy. If it were a child

When you see this person, you will definitely take his hand and ask him to play hide-and-seek with you. If you are an entertainer and see this person, you will definitely think that he is a rare commodity. If a noble minister sees this person, you will definitely introduce him to the emperor.

Become a court jester.

Seeing this person, Lu Zhongyuan's expression changed as if he recognized him.

I saw this man bowing around and saying with a smile: "I am an uninvited guest. I came uninvited. Please forgive me."

Zhao Xiangling and others were naturally surprised, but they still responded politely. At this time, Lu Zhongyuan looked solemn and suddenly said: "In my early years, I heard that there was a strange hero in the rivers and lakes. His appearance was like a dragon, and he was unpredictable.

, I’ve wanted to see it for a long time.”

Tie Wushuang on the side couldn't help but his eyes lit up when he heard this, and continued: "This strange hero that Daxia Lu mentioned is called... a person named..."

But the next words he said couldn't come out...

The man laughed and said: "You don't have to be shy, just call the name 'Ghost Boy'. I'm used to hearing it. Not only won't I be angry, but I also think it's a pretty good name."

Zhao Xiangling and others were stunned when they said the three words "Ghost Boy". They had heard someone talk about it when they were children. Not only was this person extremely skilled in Qinggong, but he was also said to be a mysterious person in Yinhe Valley, Fusang Island, Japan.

The only successor of the sect's "Ninjutsu".

It is said that the "Ghost Boy" is best at hiding himself. If he wants to inquire about your secrets, you will never find him even if he hides under your chair. But this man became famous fifty years ago, and has become famous in the past three years.

No one has heard from him for forty years. It is said that he has left Fuso to experience the exotic scenery there. Some people also say that because most of the people on Fuso Island are dwarfs, he lives on Fuso Island.

There, I felt happier. This person suddenly appeared again, and his purpose was really unpredictable.

Zhao Xiangling bowed and said: "The juniors have admired the name of the seniors for a long time. It is really a great joy to be able to see the grace of the seniors today."

The ghost boy smiled and said: "Although you say so, in your heart you just want to ask me why this old monster is here?"

Said: "I dare not."

Ghost Boy said: "Actually, I will tell you even if you don't ask."

Zhao Xiangling said: "Yes."

Ghost Boy said: "I came here this time for two things. The first is that I heard that you are convening another conference. I left the Central Plains. Naturally, I want to learn the martial arts of the younger generations!"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! As the ghost boy said this, his eyes also fell on Xu Ziyi. He was the best at hiding in his life, but just now his figure was seen through by this person.

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Zhao Xiangling and others seemed to be secretly relieved: "It turns out the old monster didn't come here just for us."

"Are you Lu Zhongyuan?"

The ghost boy's next gaze fell on Lu Zhongyuan who was standing aside.

Lu Zhongyuan said: "I am Lu Zhongyuan!"

"I heard that lunatic mentioned your name on the island, saying that you were the 'Southern Sword Technique, the Sword of the South'. It was a great name, but it was said that you had disappeared from the world in your early years..." Ghost Boy looked in front of him.

The mighty Lu Zhongyuan Road.

"I am far away from others..." Lu Zhongyuan suddenly mentioned the past events in his early years, and said with a painful look on his face.

"Could it be Yan Nantian?" Guitongzi suddenly became interested at this time.

"Not bad!" Lu Zhongyuan nodded.

"Okay, you don't have to go all the way back to the Central Plains!" Ghost Boy said with a smile on his face.

Suddenly, a burst of music floated in the distance. In the cool dusk, it sounded so melodious, so moving, and full of joy. No matter who heard this music, they would never hear it again.

A fight started.

As soon as the music started, all the sounds around immediately became quiet. It seemed that everyone with ears was intoxicated by the music. Even Xu Ziyi's eyes gradually softened. The music could make everyone

They all thought of the happiest time and the happiest thing in their lives.

The sound of music was getting closer and closer, and I saw three white-haired figures sitting in the sunset and playing together. Some were playing the flute, some playing the piano, and some playing the drum. Although the low drum sound was monotonous and

There is no change, but every sound seems to hit people's hearts. It makes people fascinated.

It can be seen that although these people are both male and female, their hair has turned white, and some are even hunched over, as if they have lost their teeth due to old age. But when everyone gets closer, everyone realizes that they are actually bigger than they are from a distance.

They are ten times older. People who have not seen them can never imagine how a person can live so old. Even people who have seen them can't imagine that these three old men and old women are actually sitting on the ground playing music.

, this is simply an unimaginable thing.

What is even more unimaginable is that this kind of music, full of youthful glory and joy of life, is actually played by these people who have become a complete mess of old age. No one can believe this unless they see it with their own eyes. But

Now everyone has seen it with their own eyes, but no one can see clearly how they appeared. The three of them were too fast.

When Zhao Xiangling wanted to greet him, these old people were suddenly in front of him. Even the music did not stop for a moment. The old man playing the drum had hair as white as clouds, his skin was as black as charcoal, and he was as thin as a stick.

Only skin and bones were left, and he held a large drum between his two legs. This drum seemed to be older than his body and looked very heavy, but he held it with his two legs, including the drum and the man.

They were all floating lightly in front of me, and they looked as if they were made of paper. Just a small gust of wind could blow them away.

Zhao Xiangling rushed forward to greet him. With a smile on his face, he bowed and said: "Seniors, you are worldly masters. I didn't expect that today..."

Before he could say anything, the old man playing the drum suddenly glared and said, "Is your surname Cao?"

Zhao Xiangling was startled and said: "Junior Zhao Xiangling."

When the old man playing the drum heard this, his expression softened and he said, "It would be better if your surname was not Cao..."

Zhao Xiangling was naturally confused by these words, and the ghost boy on the side explained in time: "This old guy is called Mi Shiba, and he is a descendant of Mi Heng, the martyr of the South China Sea."

After hearing this, Zhao Xiangling suddenly realized, and at the same time, she was secretly glad that her surname was not Cao.

The old man playing the drum said: "Yes, since the Three Kingdoms of Shu and Han, it has been passed down to my old man for the eighteenth generation, so my old man is called Mi Shiba."

Only then did Zhao Xiangling figure out that this old man was actually a descendant of Mi Heng. Mi Heng beat drums and scolded Cao Cao with "Yu Yang San Lao", and was killed by Cao Cao with a borrowed knife. Now Mi Shiba wants to take away this debt.

Counting all the people with the surname Cao in the world, Zhao Xiangling was really dumbfounded.
To be continued...