Yunhao thought of going home as soon as he had a solution. He turned to the old beggar and said: "Uncle, please stay here for one night. I will come over tomorrow to give you some money so that you can go all the way back to your hometown. I have to go.
,Farewell!"
After hearing Yun Hao's words, the old beggar's eyes lit up and his ears moved a few times. Then he shook his head and sighed: "Brother, if you want to go back now, I'm afraid it will take some trouble!"
Yunhao was startled, a little confused. He could just walk back, so what kind of troubles were there?
When he turned around and was about to leave, his steps could no longer move, and the sweat on his head started to break out. He saw a dark area in front of him filled with people. They were all in ragged clothes, and only a few of them were standing there.
He was dressed quite neatly, but the look he looked at Yunhao didn't contain any kindness.
Could it be that these are all members of the Butai Gang? Yunhao secretly calculated in his mind that there were actually forty or fifty people. My dear mother is tired, this is going to cost her her life!
Seeing that the ruined temple was surrounded by water, Yunhao's palms began to sweat. His first heroic act would actually provoke a big gang, which he did not expect.
A man in a green gown walked out from among the beggars. This man was neatly dressed and dressed like a scholar, but he exuded the temperament of a local ruffian. He was somewhat nondescript.
The man stepped forward and clasped his fists and said, "I am Fang Yunhong, the deputy head of the Chenxiang Hall of the Budai Clan. I don't know the name of this brother. Please enlighten me!"
Yunhao's eyes always twitched fiercely when he looked at people, but his mouth was gentle. He secretly cursed "hypocrite" and then put on a smiling expression and said: "It turns out to be Hall Master Fang. I have admired him for a long time." Yunhao used these scenes on TV.
Having seen it a lot, it’s quite natural to pick it up now.
When Fang Yunhong heard Yunhao call himself 'Hall Master Fang', the gloom on his face became much lighter, and he continued: "I don't know the name of the young hero yet."
Yunhao rolled his eyes several times, his brain working rapidly at this moment to find the best solution to deal with this situation. He continued: "Palace Master Fang, I am just a nobody, how dare you use your name to insult
It caught the ears of Hall Master Fang.”
Although Fang Yunhong was quite pleased with what Yunhao said to Hall Master Fang, Yunhao's attitude of not being able to make a sound with these three whips still made Fang Yunhong feel angry, and he immediately said with a gloomy face: "In this way, young knight
I don’t want to say anything anymore. So, young hero, please explain why you injured two of my disciples!"
Yunhao was confused. What should he do? He said that these bastards would definitely come up and beat him up, and they would beat him harder than the ordinary people in the morning! Could it be that he was going to be beaten up in a day?
Twice, thinking about his tragic fate, Yunhao couldn't help but burst into tears. He had also read many time-travel novels, in which the protagonist had various magic weapons and encountered the golden finger. Why did he become a person with all kinds of discrimination and contempt?
Look down on me, I have to be beaten frequently!
Fang Yunhong waited for a while and saw that Yunhao was thinking hard but didn't answer. He felt a little unable to hold back. A group of subordinates were already ready to make a move. If the leader hadn't said anything, they would have rushed to beat this arrogant boy. How dare he do it?
There is so much trouble here in Xiaoyue Lake, I really feel like I have a long life.
An old sigh suddenly came from inside the General Temple: "Young Master Xue Zhe, don't commit any more reckless murders. The old man heard that you have stained a lot of innocent blood on your hands along the way."
Yunhao was a little confused. This was obviously the voice of an old beggar. Why did he call himself Young Hero Xue Zhe? Who is this Xue Zhe?
When the group of beggars who were ready to move heard Xue Zhe's name, their momentum suddenly became sluggish, and even Fang Yunhong's expression changed several times.
Yunhao now understood the old beggar’s intention, which was to pretend to be Xue Zhe to scare away these bastards. Isn’t this just a fake act of power? Yunhao showed a knowing smile. As for whether he would succeed, he had no idea, but this time
At this time, we can only treat a dead horse as a live doctor.
So he turned around, cupped his fists and bowed in a decent manner: "Junior, thank you for your guidance, senior."
The old beggar's thin voice reached Yunhao's ears: "Brother is quite smart! The rest is up to you."
Yunhao curled his lips, but there was really no other way. He turned around and said with a cold face: "Palace Master Fang, Mr. Xue doesn't want to commit murder again, but you treat me, Mr. Xue, like a beggar, so I came here to ask for justice.
You must also give me an explanation."
Fang Yunhong saw that the man in front of him had a playful smile just now. When the person inside said something, he suddenly seemed to be a different person. He became more suspicious, and his face became uncertain. He was not sure about this guy's origins, nor was he sure about his origins.
Willing to retreat easily, stood there and gritted his teeth and said: "It turns out to be Xue Zhe. I have always admired Xue Xia's magical skills and wanted to ask the hero for two tricks." He wanted to test the authenticity of this 'Xue Zhe' for himself. After that,
A layer of faint yellow fighting spirit filled his body. Yunhao's face was calm, but there was a huge roar in his heart: "Oh my god! This guy's fighting spirit can actually overflow. This is the level of a swordsman!"
The voice of the old beggar in the ruined temple sighed again: "Why bother? In that case, Young Master Xue Zhe, don't hurt him. Just use your power to get rid of him."
Yunhao had the urge to faint. The old man thought he was really that Xue Zhe! He didn't have any fighting spirit in his body, and it would be a problem for him to receive any move from the opponent. Didn't this old beggar want to kill him?
The old beggar's message reached Yunhao's ears again: "Hey, this guy has fighting spirit, I can handle it, just lead him to me..."
If you have fighting spirit, you can handle it, but if you don't have fighting spirit, you can only get beaten. The corner of Yunhao's mouth couldn't help but twitch twice. What kind of freak is this?
But now that there was a glimmer of hope, he still comforted himself in his heart, hoping that this old beggar really had some ability to control this hall master!
Fang Yunhong looked happy when he heard the old beggar inside said that this 'Xue Zhe' only used one power. Regardless of whether this Xue Zhe was true or not, at least his life was saved.
He raised his hands to Yun Hao and said, "Master Xue, I'm offended!" After saying that, he shouted loudly and rushed forward with a fist.
A layer of faint yellow fighting spirit was faintly visible on Fang Yunhong's fist, and the whistling wind of the fist came towards him. Yunhao looked calm and stepped back into the general temple. The beggars behind him quickly gathered around to watch the fight. They also wanted to watch
Look how powerful this legendary figure 'Xue Zhe' is.
The fierce punches kept whizzing past Yunhao's face. Yunhao was secretly frightened. He was too passive if he continued like this. If he hadn't become much stronger by practicing the Phantom Ice Legs in the past two days, he would have been beaten long ago.
bingo.
Fang Yunhong took action with all his strength, fearing that his life would be left here if he was not careful. After more than a dozen moves, the 'Xue Zhe' opposite was already in disarray and was dwarfed by him. His suspicions became more and more serious, and his heart
I think this 'Xue Zhe' is most likely a fake. It's better to seize the opportunity to capture him and then make plans. His fists were hesitant, he no longer thought about leaving a way out, and his attacks became much more ferocious and fierce.
While his fists were tumbling, waves of sharp hissing sounds were heard, and Yunhao stepped back in more and more embarrassment. Behind the pillar near the stone statue of the General Temple, the old beggar was still lying there. He had calmly moved the
The deputy hall leader led him to the old beggar's place.
Fang Yunhong failed to hit the opponent with several punches, and he felt irritated, so he deliberately slowed down his punches. Suddenly seeing Fang Yunhong's punches slowing down, Yunhao showed a hint of joy on his face. At this time, he was led to the old beggar's door.
place, he immediately turned around and ran inside.
Fang Yunhong showed a flaw and wanted to lure Yunhao into taking the bait. When he saw that Yunhao actually ran away, he was stunned for a moment. He quickly shouted: "Where are you running from!"
The beggars behind him saw that their hall master was so majestic and domineering. They couldn't help but cheer in unison.
Seeing that he was about to catch Yun Hao, Yun Hao flashed a hint of amusement in his eyes, turned around and kicked him twice in succession. These two kicks gathered all the strength of his body and were bound to kick Fang Yunhong behind the pillar. Fang Yunhong had earlier thought that this counterfeit was not real.
He didn't know much about martial arts, so when he saw him suddenly kicking his feet, he casually waved his hands to block.
"Tengteng!" Two sounds rang out. There was no doubt that these two kicks hit the target. After the first kick, Fang Yunhong had a look of shock on his face, because the fighting spirit protecting his arms was actually scattered by the kick just now.
.When he tried his best to protect his arm again, he was surprised to find that his fighting spirit actually felt a little stagnant, and his face changed drastically for a moment.
"Crack!" There was a sound of bones breaking. Fang Yunhong screamed and flew behind the pillar. Yunhao followed and rushed behind the pillar.
The diameter of the pillars in the temple was as thick as two people embracing each other. After the two people reached behind the pillars, they could only hear Yun Hao shouting, but the hall master did not make a sound.
The beggars watching outside the temple gate couldn't help but look at each other. Just now, their hall leader had the upper hand in a majestic manner, but in the blink of an eye, the situation was reversed.
"boom!"
With a sound, the Hall Master Fang flew out from behind the pillar and landed in front of the beggars. At this time, his complexion was yellow and dull. Compared with the red face just now, the glowing appearance of Yintang was simply heaven and earth.
Don't.
The two beggars at the back quickly helped the deputy hall master. The deputy hall master's face was earthy at this time, his eyes were full of horror and fear, and he said tremblingly: "The evil skill of killing one's life...the evil skill of killing one's life..."
Suddenly he shouted loudly: "Run for your life..." He broke free from the support of the two beggars, turned around and pushed away the onlookers, and ran away staggeringly.
Yunhao turned around from behind the pillar, looked at everyone coldly, and said with a smile: "Do you want to force me to commit murder?"
A group of beggars looked at me and I looked at you, and suddenly threw sticks and machetes. They shouted and ran away as if they were dead...