Chapter 975: The Peerless Light Achievement of Walking Thousands of Miles

Meng'er gently raised the messy hair on her forehead and sighed.

The masked woman stared at Meng'er tightly.

Meng'er smiled indifferently and said, "Although Miss Shen is from Baiyijian, she is a good thing to be lost."

The masked woman's pupils tightened and she said tremblingly: "How do you know that I am from Baiyijian?"

Meng'er said lightly: "A friend told me."

The masked woman said anxiously: "Which friend are you?"

Meng'er said lightly: "How can I do what I want to sell my friend?"

A sharp light like a blade suddenly burst out from the masked woman's eyes.

At this moment, a soft cry from a woman suddenly came from the upstairs.

The masked woman suddenly made a move and lit Meng'er's sleeping hole.

Meng'er fell down.

The masked woman flew to the second floor.

In a room on the second floor, a woman's crying sound came faintly.

The masked woman stopped and she listened carefully.

The crying sounds intermittently, sometimes big and sometimes small.

The masked woman listened for a while, then gently walked towards a room. She stood in front of the room. The crying sound in the room suddenly stopped, and rustling sounds came from inside.

The masked woman hesitated and she gently pushed the door.

The door has no plug, so it opens with a slight push.

A small pine oil lamp was lit in the room. A beggar with disheveled hair stared, raised his face, and sat under the lamp without moving. The light of the oil lamp was just shining on his face.

As soon as the door was pushed open, the masked woman was stunned. When she saw the angular face clearly, she was even more shocked and dropped her chin.

The beggar stared at the masked woman and suddenly smiled. He smiled and showed a mouthful of snow-white teeth.

The masked woman stood at the door, and for a moment, she was at a loss.

The beggar laughed and said, "Are you here to kill me?"

The masked woman dared not speak, she shook her head and kept retreating.

The masked woman exits the room.

As soon as the masked woman left the room, the woman's shrill scream came from outside the door.

The beggar was startled and rushed out.

The masked woman stood next to the stairs, holding the handrail tightly with one small hand.

At the corner of the stairs, there was a faint figure.

As soon as the beggar flew out, the faint figure moved. Then, a man appeared like a ghost. The man was tall and had a dark face. The face was very old, and the old face was covered with wrinkles. The one who hit the eye was still this forehead. There was a high bulge on the man's forehead. The black scar was holding a copper stick tightly in his hand. The copper stick was as thick as a bowl.

The black scar man stared at the masked woman as big as a copper bell.

Behind the Black Scar man was a woman in red. The woman was covered in tears and looked panicked.

The masked woman didn't say a word, and she quietly stepped aside.

The beggar looked at the woman behind the Black Scar Man, and his fists immediately clenched. He knew this woman, the woman in red clothes, was Yu'er from Liu Xiangxiaolou.

The beggar stared at the black scar man.

The black scar man glanced at the beggar with disdain for arrogance.

The beggar walked slowly over and stood in front of the Black Scar Man: "Does go!"

The black scar man looked at the beggar coldly and said lightly: "Who are you talking to?"

The beggar sternly said, "With you!"

Yu'er, behind the black scar, looked at the beggar with a look of surprise. She wiped her tears and immediately shone in her eyes.

The black scar man looked at the beggar coldly: "It's easy to ask me to dodge!" As he spoke, he slowly raised the copper stick in his hand: "As long as you can win the copper stick in my hand, my life will be yours."

The beggar sneered: "These few days, my skin is just tight."

The black scar man raised the copper stick in his hand and sneered: "If you don't dislike it, my itchy scratching comes in handy."

The beggar said, "Okay."

The black scar man sneered, and the copper stick in his hand roared and swept out. He swept across the army! This stick did have the power of thunder.

The beggar retreated urgently.

The black scar man sneered, and the stick move suddenly changed. A copper stick as thick as a bowl was shaking out a stick flower the size of a pot. This was obviously a gun-like shape.

The beggar shouted loudly and his body burst out.

This retreat was extremely rapid.

The Black Scar Man failed again. He put his stick in his hand and looked at the beggar with a look of surprise.

Applause suddenly came downstairs. A young man in white tilted his sandalwood paper fan and walked up.

The young man in white glanced at the beggar.

The beggar looked cold and stared at the young man in white.

The young man in white beat him up to the sky and slowly walked towards the Black Scar Man.

The black scar man turned around and looked at the woman in red behind him.

The young man in white bowed and said, "Mr. Du is fine, I'm polite here."

The black scar man slowly turned around, stared at the smiling face of the young master in white, and said coldly: "Are you the second young master of King Xiao's mansion?"

The young man in white smiled and said, "I am the second son of Lao Xiao."

The black scar man said coldly: "The second young master was born in a wealthy family and had no eyes. He didn't expect to know me, the old man."

The young master in white smiled and said, "When Lord Du was an official in the imperial city, he became famous in the court and the country. Who doesn't know, and who doesn't know?"

The black scar man looked at the young man in white and suddenly raised his head: "Mr. Du is an official, and his superiors are worthy of the court and the inferiors are worthy of the people. It's a pity that now..." As he spoke, he suddenly felt a look of pain in his eyes.

The young man in white sighed: "If it weren't for the memorial of my father, Lord Du wouldn't..."

The black scar man suddenly interrupted the white-clothed young master: "What are you talking about in the past?"

The young man in white smiled bitterly, shook his head and sighed. The wrinkles on his forehead seemed to have increased a lot at once.

The black scar man looked at the young master in white with a cold look: "It's late at night, I don't know what the second young master is doing to Liu Xiangxiaolou?"

The man in white smiled bitterly and said, "My hobby, Lord Du, isn't I not unaware of it."

The black scar man looked cold: "Since that's the case, Du said goodbye." As he spoke, he suddenly grabbed the woman in red and hurried downstairs.

The beggar with a dirt-faced face had blocked his way: "Mr. Du can go, but this woman must stay."

The black scar man said coldly: "What if I don't give it?"

The beggar sighed, "If you don't give it to me, I have to snatch it."

The black scar man stared at the beggar's dirt-filled man and sneered: "I didn't expect that Old Man Shen's son not only became a beggar, but also a robber."

The beggar was shocked: "Do you know me?"

The black scar man said lightly: "Although I don't know you, I know Old Man Shen's peerless light skills that can travel thousands of miles."

The beggar stared at the Black Scar Man and sighed for a long time: "Yes, I'm Shin Tianrou."

The black scar man looked at Shen Tianrou, sighed, and said lightly: "Mr. Du wants to go downstairs, and I hope Mr. Shen will be able to do it." When he said this, his eyes were begging.

Shin Tianrou hesitated: "But...but..."
Chapter completed!