Brow of a Thousand Calamities Chapter 22: Dragon Fights in the Wild 05
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"Go out and take action! Don't hurt innocent people!" Ma Shengxiong said sternly.
There was a noise in the room, and the shopkeeper was on tenterhooks. Ever since these three people came in, he had a premonition that things would not end well, especially the weirdo wearing a mask, who did not look like a good person. At this moment, he heard a loud noise upstairs. "Xiao Fu, go up and have a look." He grabbed Fu Zhumei and pushed him up the steps, "If you want to do something in the store again, please give me a good word and ask me to come out. Anyway, I've accepted the money. These are the best things that were wasted." I don’t care about the ingredients.”
"I..." Fu Zhumei stared at the second floor with wide eyes, "What should I say before they are willing to go out?" The shopkeeper slapped his head hard, "Are you stupid? You can say anything. As long as these plague gods are willing to go out." Fu Zhumei was speechless, not understanding the shopkeeper's meaning at all, and walked towards the steps with a blank expression, obviously not thinking a word in her mind. The shopkeeper ignored him and hurriedly hid in the inner room without even showing his shadow.
"Do it?" The man with the porcelain mask slowly took off his mask and put it aside in the air. The porcelain mask fell to pieces on the ground with a "pop", "Do you know who you are talking to?" Ma Shengxiongyi Seeing that face, his face suddenly turned pale, "You - you -" Taoist Xu Wu stood up suddenly. He knew this man's face - in the battle of Jiangnan Villa a few years ago, he had seen this man killing people with all his might. He looked numb, this person turned out to be Wei Beiyin, the "Jiumen Dao"!
Ma Shengxiong slid and stood back to back with Taoist Xu Wu. Both of them felt cold in their hearts. They bumped into this devil. They were unlucky today, but even if they were defeated, they would still try their best. Wei Beiyin looked at the two men coldly and moved the five fingers of his right hand, not knowing whose head he planned to twist off first.
At this moment of silence, Fu Zhumei stepped onto the second floor. Wei Beiyin raised her eyes and looked at him, looking at the young man dressed as a servant in an eerie way. Fu Zhumei was completely unaware of his cold gaze and stared blankly at him. He looked at the three people in the room blankly, "The shopkeeper said... If the three guests want to take action, please go outside..." Before he finished speaking, Wei Beiyin flicked his fingers and silently drank the wine glass in his hand. Fu Zhumei flicked it in front of his chest. This flick of his finger contained enough real power to punch through three Fu Zhumei holes. Ma Shengxiong, with his sharp eyesight and quick hands, yelled and waved his gun to stop him. The small wine glass suddenly accelerated, gently and skillfully avoided Ma Shengxiong's extended spear, and still shot Fu Zhumei in the chest. Taoist Nishi sighed, Wei Beiyin showed a sinister smile, and Ma Shengxiong screamed, saying that the servant in white must have had a big hole in his chest from the wine glass, and he fell to the ground dead on the spot. However, when he withdrew his gun and turned around to look again, he was shocked. He saw the servant in white holding a wine glass in his hand, standing there with a blank expression, and continued, "...there is no more than thirty people outside the northwest corner of Yinjiaozi Restaurant." There is a training ground for Jinwu Escort Agency."
Ma Shengxiong and Taoist Xu Wu looked at each other, and for a moment they couldn't figure out whether this young guy was a master and kept his appearance, or whether Wei Beiyin had let the water go without any reason. In the midst of confusion, they heard Wei Beiyin's cold praise, " Your Excellency, you are so quick! This is the first time today that Wei has misjudged you!" Fu Zhumei looked at him with wide eyes, and there was no special expression in her eyes, not even the same as when he served the soup just now. It was different, but the way Wei Beiyin looked at him was completely different. To be able to take the wine glass from him, the ability of this young man in white is by no means inferior to the top masters in the world. At least Ma Shengxiong and Taoist Xu Wu can't do it. Who is this person? "Who are you?" Wei Beiyin slowly stood up from the chair. "You look very young. Who is your master? Xuexianzi? Wudang Jingjing? Or Kunlun Tianwen?" This young man seems to be only twenty. He was only one or two years old, so he guessed that he either had a special talent or had an unexpected encounter and received training from a famous master.
Fu Zhumei shook his head. After a long while, he saw Wei Beiyin staring at him intently, rubbing his hair, "You...why are you looking at me?" As soon as these words came out, Ma Shengxiong and Taoist Xuwu Stunned, they looked at each other again, dumbfounded. I didn't know whether this person was really stupid or pretending to be stupid. Wei Beiyin said lightly, "Since you said that there is a training ground for Jinwu Escort Agency nearby, if Wei doesn't agree, wouldn't it look like a petty thing? Lead the way. Well, if you can take Wei’s knife, Wei will turn around and leave. I won’t take the lives of these two people and will never step foot here again. ”
Fu Zhumei said "Ah", hesitated for a long time, and said reluctantly, "Okay..." He glanced at Ma Shengxiong and Taoist Xuwu, "I haven't made a move with anyone for decades... ..." The implication was that he had no confidence at all and let Ma Shengxiong and Taoist Xu Wu go first. As soon as these words came out, Ma Shengxiong and Taoist Xu Wu were stunned again. He kindly reminded him that he was not sure about Wei Beiyin, which was expected, but this person was only twenty-one or two. "I haven't touched anyone in decades", it's all nonsense. I wonder if he is deliberately teasing Wei Beiyin, or is he confused and just a fool? Wei Beiyin looked at him coldly, "It seems that Your Excellency is very confident?" He had never been so cautious when dealing with Rong Yin, Yu Xiu, and Bai Nanzhu. The dull boy in white in front of him showed an unpredictable strangeness. , unlike anything he had ever seen.
Fu Zhumei was very hesitant about this question and did not answer. He was not arrogant. Everyone could see that he was undecided after thinking for a long time whether to answer "very confident" or "actually I don't know." , after hesitating for a long time, he rubbed his head again, turned around and led the way. The three people left behind him were stunned again. Wei Beiyin's heart was filled with sinister fire, and he laughed angrily and followed. Ma Shengxiong and Taoist Xu Wu had never seen such a scene. Seeing Wei Beiyin leaving quickly, the two of them followed from a distance. One of them turned back to the Prime Minister's Mansion to report what they had seen today, and the other secretly watched the young man in white and Wei. What was the outcome of the battle of Sad Yin? Taoist Xianwu really couldn't tell what kind of skills this savior who came out of nowhere had.
The two of them walked one behind the other, and soon they arrived at the training ground of Jinwu Escort Agency.
Wei Beiyin stood with his hands behind his back, and Fu Zhumei turned around. Several disciples from the Jinwu Escort Bureau were practicing martial arts. When a stranger came in, they all stepped aside and watched quietly. There are many people practicing martial arts around the capital and Luoyang, and everyone has seen many cases of using martial arts training grounds for competitions.
"Take my sword." Wei Beiyin slowly pulled out a short knife from his arms. The breeze was blowing. The blade of the short knife in his hand was mottled with rust and chips, but this knife was repaired by He Rongyin. , even when Bai Nanzhu and Tang Lici took over the sword, even in the confrontation, Wei Beiyin never fell behind. With the number of people he killed, the so-called "one knife" was a killing knife.
Fu Zhumei took a step back, and then another step. His eyes never changed, and they were still extremely clear. After taking two steps back, he suddenly reached out and pressed his hands on his waist. The breeze also blew, and his eyes were covered with minced onion and garlic. There was no knife on the side of the white clothes, but he held it in his empty hand, and his eyes suddenly changed.
Wei Beiyin raised his eyebrows. When he made a false move with the knife, Fu Zhumei's demeanor had completely changed, becoming calm, sharp, and composed. What was even more terrifying was that he was full of murderous intent at this moment. The murderous aura is by no means a pretense, but definitely the remnants of an instant killing spewing out blood. This change became shocking. Wei Beiyin had never paid attention to the boy in white. Suddenly, he no longer dared to look down on this seemingly young boy in white. Holding the sword in his hand, Wei Beiyin half-stepped back and turned around to make a gesture. This sword was "for the purpose of heaven and earth". The direction of the sword covered the upper and lower body of the opponent. As long as the opponent was not good at leg skills, he could attack or defend.
The sword was powerful and the light was like snow. Inspired by Wei Beiyin's profound skill, this sword was pure and broad, capturing the essence of the sword. When the sword was issued, several disciples of the Jinwu Escort Agency exclaimed in surprise, their faces turned pale, and they were seized by the sword. Fu Zhumei stared at the oncoming sword intently, her face became very pale day by day, and even the color of her lips became very light, as if the ice and snow had condensed in an instant, and the cold and incomparable aura spread out as if it were tangible, and in an instant The light of the knife reflected in his eyes, like the light of the moon passing by. Wei Beiyin felt a bright moon flash in front of his eyes. He only heard the sound of "dang", and the knife in his hand was caught by something. The opponent's wrist was tightened. If he hadn't concentrated his decades of skill on the sword beforehand, the sword would have been broken by just this one blow! A look of shock flashed across his eyes, and he was really pale, and he exclaimed, "Yu Mei Dao!"
Mei Dao! The sword is like a royal plum, cold and unparalleled. When the sword comes out, it will shock the enemy, and when the snow falls, it will scare the ghosts and gods! A legend from thirty years ago, a strange man from thirty years ago, Wei Beiyin asked sharply: "Who are you?"
Fu Zhumei's hands were empty, and the knife that just flashed away seemed not to be from his hand at all. He did not answer, and stared at him with sharp eyebrows and eyes as sharp as a knife.
Such skill! Such a look! Such momentum! He is definitely not a junior in the world of martial arts! Just now his words "I haven't touched anyone in decades" passed through his mind. Wei Beiyin took three steps back and said, "You——are the Plum Master!"
Fu Zhumei did not deny it. Wei Bei screamed loudly and walked away. Since it turned out that this person was a martial arts senior and the Plum Royal Master, if he didn't leave now, then when would he wait! In fact, in terms of martial arts, Wei Beiyin may not be much inferior to Fu Zhumei. Even if he is defeated, he will never run away. However, the legend of Yu Mei Master is really amazing. After being shocked, he has no intention of fighting again. Turn around and leave.
The Royal Plum Master?
Mei Dao?
There was an uproar in the Jinwu Escort Bureau. Taoist Niwu, who was watching from afar, was surprised and confused - how could a young and dull boy like Fu Zhumei be the master of plum blossoms? How can it be? But seeing it with my own eyes, the boy in white did indeed send out that god-like sword.
If it is not the Master of Plum Blossoms, who can wield the Plum Blossom Knife?
"This...this..." A big man ran out from Jinwu Escort and faced Fu Zhumei, his mouth wide open, not knowing what to say. Fu Zhumei looked at him blankly, the murderous look in her eyes gradually faded away, she sighed suddenly, rubbed her hair, and slowly turned around and left.
"This... hero..." The chief **** of Jinwu Escort looked blankly at Fu Zhumei turning around and walking away, thinking that this hero with unimaginable martial arts skills was as good as the young man from the Yinjiaozi Restaurant next door. They look alike, could it be that I remembered it wrong?