Chapter 722 A group of strange people came

The man in white robe sighed and sneered: "I didn't want to kill you, but it's a pity... a pity..." She said two "sorry", and the thin sword in her hand stabbed out like a rainbow.

This sword is too fast and has exceeded the limit of sword speed.

When the iron fan of plum blossom hair was two feet away from the white-robed man's head, the narrow and long sword of the white-robed man pierced the throat of plum blossom hair.

The wind blew the white robe of the man in the white robe.

When the plum blossom hair fell down, the blood in his throat was marked. He died very quickly, with no trace of pain left on his face, only a faint doubt and disbelief. He did not believe that the sword came so quickly, and his doubts and disbelief had just arisen, and the slender sword pierced his throat.

The man in white robe was filled with the body of plum blossom hair and sighed. She slowly turned around and left, and sang in her hoarse and desolate voice: "I have a flower in my family, and I die in the wilderness of the mountains. The underworld is full of souls, yellow sand and blood-red scars."

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In the hall of the Taishi Mansion, there was an old man in green robe. He had a thin figure, a sallow face, and a big buck teeth protruding outside his lips. His sparse and yellow beard was dotted on his chin scatteredly. Supporting his armpit was a pair of shining iron crutches.

The Crip Li, who has been famous for forty years in the world and is known as the detective.

The cripple Li stood leisurely in the reception hall, with the expression on his face also leisurely.

Outside the hall, Master Li laughed and came in: "I've been waiting for a long time... I've been waiting for a long time, Lord Li has been waiting for a long time!"

The cripple Li smiled indifferently and said, "The Grand Master is busy with all kinds of things every day. It is rare to find time to see me, the old trash!"

Master Li laughed.

The cripple Li suddenly said, "I heard that Master Li took over a new charming goddaughter a few days ago. I wonder if it is true or false?"

Master Li smiled and said, "The detective, Lame Li Guo, is truly well-known. My every move cannot be hidden from your eyes."

The cripple Li sighed, shook his head, as if he was talking to himself: "Beauty is in trouble. From ancient times to the present, I don't know how many emperors, generals, heroes and heroes have been destroyed in the hands of women."

Mr. Li was still laughing: "Mr. Li has been fighting for more than 50 years, probably because he is prejudiced to women."

The cripple Li frowned, and there was already displeasure on his face.

Master Li's words accidentally poked the pain of the lame Li.

Crip Li has no wife and no children! This is indeed a sadness for an old man who is about to be buried. However, for Crip Li, the biggest sorrow is not these, but something that happened thirty years ago, which is of course related to women. Crip Li's woman Meizi left him unknownly.

This incident had a great blow to Crip Li. Until now, he still has a grudge.

The sun shone in, shining on the gloomy old face of Crack Li.

Master Li looked at the cripple Li and sighed: "Did Lord Li remember the past again?"

Li, the cripple, sighed and said lightly: "As aged, people will inevitably think of many things from the past."

Master Li sighed and said, "Did Brother Li think of Meizi again?"

The cripple Li did not answer. He coughed, turned his mind and suddenly said, "Feng kneeled and fell into Hao Xiang's hands. Li was powerless."

The expression on Mr. Li's face did not change at all. He just gently touched the thick white beard on his mouth and said slowly: "Hao Xiang was demoted to the magistrate of Hacheng County by the court. He has always been very dissatisfied with me. The face he did not give me was also within my expectations."

The cripple Li Dao: "I believe Mr. Li knows the martial arts of Hao Xiang's legacy very well."

Master Li sighed and said, "His martial arts skills are unfathomable!" He looked at the cripple Li and suddenly asked, "Did Brother Li fight with Hao Xiang?"

The cripple Li said lightly: "Yes."

Master Li said excitedly: "I don't know Brother Li's crutches..."

The cripple Li didn't wait for Master Li to finish speaking, and then intercepted, "I'm defeated."

Master Li was shocked and said, "Brother Li's two-character knots are so wonderful that no one in the world can defeat Hao Xiangyi so easily?"

The cripple Li sighed: "I was not defeated by Hao Xiangyi, but by a young man."

Master Li was even more surprised: "Which young man has such great ability?"

The cripple Li smiled bitterly and said, "I believe Master Li has heard of this person too!"

Master Li hurriedly asked, "Who is it?"

The cripple Li sighed: "It's Luo Xiaofeng, who is known as the number one in the martial arts world!"

Master Li was silent and finally sighed: "I have heard of it. I thought it was just a legend in the world, but I didn't expect it to be true."

Li Zi said: "I didn't believe it at first, but now... I'm convinced!"

When the lame Li left, a sneer slowly appeared on Master Li's face.

Chicken feather shop.

The cripple Li is drinking.

Lame Li had already drunk seventeen bowls of strong wine.

This is a cold chicken feather shop. The old owner's face is also cold. He looked at Lame Li coldly and brought him wine coldly. Even if Lame Li died of drinking here, he would not care. The only thing he cared about was silver. The old owner was delivering wine to the table again.

Li Zi was drinking the twenty-sixth bowl of wine. His hands were unstable to hold the wine, but he was still drinking it desperately.

Outside the door, a group of people suddenly appeared. The leader was an old woman with blue pants and blue jacket. The old woman was too old and walked a little crookedly. She tilted her shoulders and held an iron scale in her hand. There was an extra-large scale on the iron scale. Behind the old woman were eighteen strange men, and men were holding strange weapons. There were iron rulers, steel needles, giant nails, pointed hooks, cymbals, and maces over six feet long. Eighteen men, old and young, tall and short, fat and thin, white and black, handsome and ugly. The old woman staggered over, and when she passed the threshold, she almost tripped.

Lame Li is still drinking.

The old woman suddenly laughed, her laughter was harsh, like the sound of a shovel rubbing against a stone.

The cripple Li didn't even raise his head, and his attention seemed to be all on the wine.

The old woman looked at the cripple Li and suddenly sighed: "It's time to drink more, maybe there will be no chance to drink in the future."

The lame Li seemed to have not heard it. He raised his neck and drank another bowl of strong wine.

The old shop owner slowly straightened his waist and looked at the old woman coldly: "You are so weird, why do you always hold a scale in your hand?"

The old woman sneered: "I want to call you, the guest official, the head."

The old shop owner seemed surprised: "His head is growing on his neck, what can you do to weigh it?"

The old woman smiled happily: "Of course I have a way! And the way is very simple!"

The old shop owner sneered: "What's your solution?"

The smile on the old woman's face suddenly disappeared. She gritted her teeth and said fiercely: "Cut off his head!" She wanted to talk about "Dan Zun Evil God" with more like-minded people, follow "Popular Online Articles or rdww444" on WeChat to talk about her favorite books with more book friends.
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