Whether it is before or after the internal strength is sealed, if Jia Liyu wants to give a rating of his kung fu, the one ranked first is definitely not the Great Dragon Fist or the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm, but the most proud light skills.

Jia Liyu once wanted to bring "The Legend of Chu Liuxiang" to Bailong, let him create that world, and then send himself in to compete with Xiangshuai's light skills.

Even so, he was still discovered now. He thought it was a flawless hiding. Whether it was breathing or the subtle movements on his body, he did not reveal his feet. Why was Su Biyue discovered it?

"How did you find me?" Jialiyu couldn't help asking curiously after walking out of the rockery.

Su Biyue looked at Jia Liyu coldly and said, "You can cover up your breath and movements, but you can't cover up the smell on your body."

Jialiyu hurriedly smelled the creaking nest and said, "Is it because I didn't take a shower?"

Su Biyue frowned and asked, "Who are you? What are you doing when you sneak into my Sujiabao?"

Jialiyu said embarrassedly: "I am, I am actually a swordsman from Kunlun Mountain. He passed through the treasure land and saw the Guibao's momentum, and wanted to come in and borrow a few taels of money."

"It turned out to be a thief."

"No, I'm a swordsman."

"The thief is a thief, why are you pretending to be a swordsman?" Su Biyue looked contemptuous, then suddenly whipped her hands to tie Jia Liyu up, and reached out to touch her several acupoints.

Jialiyu was stopped and couldn't move at once. He said, "Why, I didn't steal anything at all?"

Su Biyue said: "It's sneaky, but it looks like it's not a good person, either a thief or a spy from the three gangs and four villages. Aunt Meng, please shut him down the woodshed." Then she turned around and left the backyard and ignored it again.

...

Why were they always locked up in a woodshed after being caught in ancient times?

Could it be that in ancient times when there were no private torture rooms, wood-rooms always assumed the responsibility of torture rooms?

Jia Liyu sat alone in the woodshed and couldn't help but shake her head and complain.

Of course, he could not have been able to point the acupoints in Su Biyue. The "old ape hanging branches" in the Ape Strike Skill Technique involves the trick to partially reverse the meridians. It is not difficult for Jia Liyu to move the meridian acupoints slightly.

As for the hemp rope tied with flowers on your body... do you want to cheat and temporarily practice the tensile and bone shrinkage in the "Nine Yin Sutra"?

Jia Liyu gave up this idea. Since his internal strength has been sealed, he has made up his mind to stop using his previous skills. What's more, he doesn't know whether such cheating will anger Bailong. Now he can't compete with Bailong and can't be alarmed.

The sword Guo Jing gave has been taken away. The most urgent task is to find a tool that can cut the hemp rope.

Jia Liyu looked around and found that the room was full of firewood. Just as he was thinking about whether to peel a relatively sharp wooden sword with his hands, he suddenly had an idea: "Of course, there are tools to chop firewood in the wood room!"

Jia Liyu's feet were tied and he could only barely stand up, and then he jumped up and down like a zombie and turned around. Although the woodshed was dark, for a martial arts master like Jia Liyu who had internal strength to protect his body, it was no problem to find an axe. Moreover, the ape-striking sword technique he practiced now also had the ability to refine his eyes.

The old ape can look directly at the sun, and his eyes must be quite good.

In fact, there are also eye-refining items in Monkey Fist, and the plug-in of Sun Wukong's fiery eyes and golden eyes in "Journey to the West" is not random.

Jialiyu finally found a long axe in a corner of the firewood pile.

After less than half a cup of tea, Jia Liyu cut the hemp rope with an axe blade and successfully escaped. He was about to use another wooden sword to cut the axe when he suddenly heard footsteps outside the house.

...

"I heard that Guibao has a beautiful woman with a blue moon, pure and pure ice, and I am so eager to see her. Tonight, I will come to see her every night to relieve her lovesickness. Guibao has always been Yada, and it will not make me futile to travel back and forth."

This short note was nailed to the door of Sujiabao Hall, with four characters signed: "Young Master Looking for Flowers".

When all the officials in Sujiabao saw the signature of this letter, they all looked heavy and were a little angry. They dared to openly tease their second lady. No matter who it is, even the young master looked for flowers, they seemed too rampant.

Not long after, Su Biyue came to the hall and read the letter paper. She showed no special expression. She said calmly: "The flower-picking thief across the northwest actually wants to rely on the three gangs and four villages. It seems that it is a bit unworthy of the name."

Only then did everyone realize that the enemy they were facing tonight was not the flower-picking thief, the young master looking for flowers, but the three gangs and four villages who were eyeing each other.

Su Biyue lit the letter and then began to discuss strategies with the managers to respond to the enemy.

"Since the construction of the Sujiabao fort, I have never encountered such a grand event. Three gangs and four villages are besieging us, which is too despised by our Sujiabao."

An old man standing next to Su Biyue with a powerful expression and a messy hair said in a slightly mocking tone.

Su Biyue smiled lightly, then said seriously: "Brother San, Xue Wenying has turned against Sujiabao. I think based on his understanding of my Sujiabao, it may be a greater threat than the Three Gangs and Four Villages."

Huang Sanshi nodded and said, "I have sent someone to General Wang's camp overnight to invite the fortress lord..." When he said this, his expression suddenly changed, he turned to look at somewhere on the roof. Then a gust of wind broke out in the hall, and all the firelights were extinguished.

"Young Master is looking for flowers!" Huang Sanshi called out, "Protect the Second Miss!"

Su Biyue said: "San uncle, I will let this young master look for flowers tonight without returning."

Suddenly a black shadow passed by, and he reached out to pick a hairpin from his head, and then heard a laugh from the east: "It smells so fragrant, the hairpin is even more fragrant!"

As soon as he finished speaking, three figures rushed over at the same time. Aunt Meng stood behind Su Biyue with her hands down, and took a step forward slightly, and then stopped moving.

"Are you catching snails?" The voice was already coming from the west side.

"What kind of good guy is pretending to be a ghost?" Huang Sanshi cursed contemptuously.

"The person who is talking to is Mr. Huang San of the Crazy Lion? Why is he old but his temper has not diminished? When will my young master Xunhua call himself a hero... Oh, Mr. San did it himself?"

He heard two "bang" sounds, Huang Sanshi and his iron fists rushed towards the young master to look for flowers, but they did not hit anyone, but broke two chairs.

"I'm still old." The voice was already by the door.

Su Biyue snorted, her figure shook, rushed towards the door, and with a "bang", the long whip was pulled out halfway, Aunt Meng called "Biyue", and then spread her body and followed.

"Yeah, the whip is also fragrant..."

Young Master Xunhua was about to touch Su Biyue's hand along the whip, but suddenly felt a strong wind slashing at his arm, and said, "It turns out that this nanny can do his best, and he is not respectful." Then he retreated, and the figure was already three feet away.

"Looking at the fire outside, are there people from the three gangs and four villages calling?"

When Young Master Xunhua said this, his voice came from four or five directions, which showed how ghostly and fast his body movement was.

"Ignite." Huang Sanshi shouted.

"Sorry, Master Third, I'm afraid you won't be on fire tonight."

As soon as the young master finished speaking, all the lamps and candles in the house were lit up almost at the same time, and the hall was brightly lit for a while.

"Hey, it's lit."

Someone in the crowd said something, which just echoed what Mr. Xunhua said just now.

Then everyone saw a young man in a flower robe with skin on his face whiter and tenderer than a woman. A strand of long hair fell in front of him, and he was indescribably handsome and elegant.

Five or six Sujiabao masters, including Huang Sanshi, rushed towards the young master of flower robe almost at the same time.

The young man in the flower robe changed slightly, his tone was no longer frivolous, and he said, "I won't accompany you anymore." His body movements were like lightning, and he rushed out the door.

Then, with a "swooshing" sound, Su Biyue intercepted her halfway, but she only drew the air behind Young Master Xunhua.

"Don't worry, Biyue kisses you, I'll come to find you next time."

When the words fell, the person had disappeared into the night.

"Young Master is really amazing in finding flowers!" Huang Sanshi looked outside the door and sighed, and the other managers agreed deeply.

"It's not that he can't help but be willing to the northwest for so many years, and no one can catch him. With his unpredictable light skills like ghosts and gods, who in this world can catch up..."

Before the manager could finish his words, the shadows of flowers flashed, and the young master looked for flowers and returned, with a strange expression on his face.

"It's too much!" Su Biyue waved her whip, and heard a "skinny" sound, and the whip hit Young Master Xunhua's face. He didn't dodge, and a long blood-red mark suddenly appeared on his face, looking shocking.

"You really know nothing about speed."

"Who is not good at costing you? I have to costing my idol, Kasumi, and I really seek death."

These two sentences are unclear and inexplicable words are like two spells, lingering in the ears of the young master's search for flowers. The figure I just met, no, that ghost, was the first time in history that I felt the despair brought to me by "slow speed".

"ghost!"

This is the last word that the young master said before Xunhua fainted.

...

The people from the Three Gangs and Four Villages were indeed called.

Xue Wenying stayed in Sujiabao and opened the door for them.

The seven leaders of the gang village, two Mongolian masters, and Xue Wenying, who is familiar with Sujiabao, have all the advantages of time, place and people.

...

"If I can't live and die with Sujiabao, the first thing I have to do when I wake up is to commit suicide."

Su Biyue said this plainly when Aunt Meng advised her to leave, completely cutting off Aunt Meng's idea of ​​taking her away.

"Yue'er, Aunt Meng will fight with you until the end."

The fire and the fight have spread in Sujia Fort.

"Be careful of the old woman beside Su Biyue!"

When a Mongolian master and three leaders fought to the hall, Xue Wenying, who entered the hall together, reminded him.

"Miss. Don't be afraid, I'll protect you."

At this moment, a young man dressed in a kitchen guy was holding a wooden sword and blocking Su Biyue and Aunt Meng.

The guy came so strangely that almost no one noticed how he appeared in the field.

Su Biyue felt a little guilty because she didn't know what the name of this guy who was willing to sacrifice his life to protect her was.

"What's your name?" Su Biyue asked. If you don't ask today, I'm afraid there will be no chance to ask again in the future.
To be continued...