Plundering the Dao of the Immortal Journey Chapter 137: Life is just like seeing the first time

　　 Zhang Ping and Meng Luogong yelled, the light of the knife pierced the air, and the net of heavy knives flashed, and the light of the knives passed through, and there was a terrifying sound of breaking wind, and a sword light was like an illusion, from the gap of the knife net. Cut in, break through the net leisurely, and disappear suddenly.

"Damn it!" The two suddenly felt the pressure, and the hob skills were all on, and the figures were separated at once. In this short time, the entire thirty-seven poses were all used up.

With a sound of "poof", Pei Ziyun, who has changed positions, slowly unfolded his sword, a drop of blood dropped from the sword, and his face was calm.

Zhang Ping and Meng Luogong's faces were gloomy. There was blood coming out of Chen Ping's shoulders, some silk threads were floating in the cracks, and there were blood stains, but the wounds inside were not large and not much blood flowed out.

Meng Luogong is even more miserable, with a sword in his chest. Although the entrance is not deep, it is the key point. If it is deeper, it will die.

"The thirty-seven changes of the Shen family are all in my pocket."

"I just wanted to learn some changes, so I gave you a chance. Now that the game is over, this time, it's not limited to the 37th style of the Shen family. I will use my sword to kill you in one fell swoop."

"I have any last words, I can say." Pei Ziyun's face was cold, and the sword light slowly aroused.

Hearing this, Zhang Ping and Meng Luogong's face changed drastically, Meng Luogong shuddered slightly, Chen Ping's face was green, and he moved forward, preparing for a decisive battle.

"Wait a minute!" One person said, and saw that the cabin door was open, and two rows of armored men came out in separate rows, all equipped with long swords, even in summer, they wore chain armor with exposed skin and bronzed eyes. Divine light.

And the one in the middle came out, wearing a silver crown, wearing a large-sleeved shirt, his robe sleeves fluttering, and his eyebrows were flamboyant. Unfortunately, his eyes were a little melancholy, but it was Wei Ang, the little son of the Hou family in Jibei.

"Senior Brother, Junior Brother." The two met, and they saw the ceremony separately. Pei Ziyun took the sword into its sheath and stepped forward, and sat down leisurely with Wei Ang under the eyes of a tiger.

Wei Ang waved his hand, and someone burst into laughter. In the voice, the maid came forward to serve tea, Wei Ang toasted and said to Pei Ziyun with a smile: "We haven’t seen you since the younger brother went last year. Famous all over the world, many poems have been published, and I never come to see me!"

Pei Ziyun also toasted and sipped a sip of tea, and looked at it, with emotion in his eyes: "But the brother is clear."

Wei Ang said: "Junior brother is even more heroic. Not to mention, it seems that you are not used to drinking tea and serve wine."

Another maid offered a hip flask. There were only two dishes to accompany the wine. One was beef jerky and the other was peanuts. Wei Ang poured the wine personally and said, "Beijing, Nanli, they all visit one by one. Wrote a poem."

Speaking and chanting: "Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win but there are countless people in the world."

When I reached here, I sighed with emotion and said: "Junior Brother is really a rare talent!"

Pei Ziyun tried to persuade him to drink, he took a sip, and smiled: "I am born to be useful, and I will come back when my wealth is gone! I am a wandering person, and now the emperor's grace is majestic, and I am governed by generosity. , I just thought about cultivating the Tao, floating in the sea, but the world’s things, the tree wants to be quiet but the wind keeps on, I am also very embarrassed."

Speaking, I squeezed a grain of peanuts, it was burnt and crispy, full of fragrant aroma, and drank another cup: "I think the brother is not only clear, but also has a worried look, somehow?"

Wei Ang listened to a wry smile, and drank a cup of himself: "If you are in the world, no matter how you can worry about it, people will change. You know that if your father is disarmed and returned to the field, there will be unsatisfied soldiers who will make trouble, that's all. My father ordered me to suppress it, so I led my troops and killed more than 100 trouble-making soldiers at a time. It was bloody, I just thought of it when I closed my eyes."

Pei Ziyun listened and lit with a chopstick: "You still have great righteousness. I will go north and south. In the past two years, I am afraid that the number of people killed is several times more than you. If you are alive, if you want to live comfortably, Living comfortably and living richly, who can escape this range?"

Then slammed into the bowl and chanted:

Yeting hired the country, Nagato lost joy.

Meeting chanting tea, resigning to favor with sad fan.

The flower bushes count butterflies in random, and the wind curtains make double swallows.

Leading Chun to take credit, sit back and cherish the change of beauty.

In my life, I've taken care of it, and I've been in the past.

The heart of the old man is still eternal, and the heart of the old man is not seen.

After Pei Ziyun finished the chant, he saw that everyone was stunned, and he laughed: "If life is just like seeing it for the first time, it is better not to meet each other, but if I really want to say it, I still think it is better to have seen it, even if it is sad. The autumn wind is also a fate."

The fan is used to get rid of the heat in summer. In the fall, no one is paying attention. They should have been in love with each other, but they have become separated. Hearing these, Wei Ang became obsessed and drank from a toast.

The two suddenly did not speak in silence. They were similar in age and had different personalities, but the friendship has come, and they have an unspeakable sense of confidant, but now they both know each other's changes and strangeness.

Wei Ang was stunned for a long time before saying: "These two are from my family. I don't know how to offend the younger brother. For my sake, how about letting them go this time?"

"I listened to what the brother said, but the brother can't deceive me either-this Ping is a member of your family, isn't this Duke Meng Luo?"

"Oh, it seems that Junior Brother wants to kill this person." Wei Ang said with a smile: "Then I can't help it."

Zhang Ping and Meng Luogong are both gang leaders or lesser gang leaders. There are thousands of people in the family and hundreds of people under them. But just now they didn’t even have a voice. They decided their fate by talking and laughing obediently. After hearing this, Meng Luogong His face turned gray, but Zhang Ping was relieved, but just thought: "What a great man!"

Wei Ang raised his head to look at Duke Meng Luo. He saw that this man had two vertical eyebrows, with murderous aura, and there was a gloomy bird among them. Duke Meng Luo had a wound on his body and was still bleeding. Looking at Pei Ziyun, his expression was fair. Calm: "You are Pei Jieyuan, I don't know what I have offended, you want to kill me, or you and the Shen family are old?"

Seeing that Meng Luogong was like this, Pei Ziyun also sighed. This person has a vicious heart, but there is still this calmness between life and death. Forget it, he shakes and said: "You and the Shen family have no old age, and neither do you Offend me, but you followed the wrong person."

"Following the wrong person?" Listening to Pei Ziyun's words, Meng Luogong murmured, as if he understood, his face was pale, his eyes looked fierce, and he raised his knife.

"Young Master, be careful." Wei Ang's bodyguard was the guard who stepped forward. At this moment, he saw Gong Luo killing Pei Ziyun, shouting: "Eight Qing Departure Jue."

The sword is prosperous, and the skill has exploded several times, turning into a dazzling arc of light. At the moment of life and death, this also has a taste of change and inconceivable.

"Break through the battle formation? What a pity!" Pei Ziyun said faintly. Shen's 37-style cultivation reached the tenth level, but he did not enter the realm of the grandmaster. I just thought it was desirable, so I learned a little bit. Now he wields his original power, but he doesn't. Look at this eighth-level knife technique in your eyes.

The sword aura was sudden, and when it was in contact with the sparks and fire, the figure flashed, and it was distorted in an instant, as if it was deformed and lost its human form, and it rushed in.

In the knife whistle, there was the whistling of gold and iron, the light of the knife bounced away, and then separated, the whistling disappeared, and the surroundings slowly recovered

Meng Luogong retreated to the side of the deck again and again, his feet were in chaos, he was about to fall, his left arm was weakly drooping, although the arm was not broken, the pierced sword hole was clearly visible, and blood was splashing.

"It's Taoism, it's not my sin." In an instant, Meng Luogong hit the second creation. After speaking, he turned and jumped down the boat. Pei Ziyun ran up and saw this Meng Luogong in midair. About to fall into the water.

Pei Ziyun kicked the anchor on the deck, and the anchor flew out in an instant. With a "poof", he hit Gong Luo Gong's back with a heavy blow, and the iron claw passed through his chest.

Pei Ziyun kicked the wooden block, the wooden board fell on the water, and flew out, the sword light flashed, the head of the male Meng Luo flew out, reached out and grabbed his head, held his head, touched the wooden board, and jumped out. Fell on the shore.

Back, smiling at the flanker Ang standing on the ship: "Brother, I am going now."

"What do you think of my junior martial arts?" Wei Ang saw the figure of Pei Ziyun going away, turning around and asking.

The cabin opened again, and one person came out, but it was an **** dressed in a sixth-rank official uniform, but he saw a white-skinned, gentle manner. He looked like a scholar-official, and the eunuchs in the palace were of high-ranking eunuchs. They only learned by the inner school. Not low.

He also changed to a few fans wearing pointed hats, Tsing Yi, and white leather boots.

In the Daxu system, the highest **** in charge of the **** is only a fourth-rank, and the sixth-rank official title is the deputy attendant of the palace supervisor. This **** has a lot of power, showing a dignified voice and a sharp voice: "It is indeed very powerful, no wonder it can kill the black guard. , Broke the good thing of King Lu."

Said again: "I heard that this person went to the temple, and the hall commander specially shared with the eldest princess, saying that such a person is really not suitable for the elder princess, and it displeased the eldest princess."

"Looking at it now, it's not the palace commander making a fuss."

Listen to this tone, this **** is a person of King Lu, and it is even more rare. Kings can also be raised as eunuchs, but they can't exceed the fifth rank, and this sixth rank is the deputy.

Wei Ang's face was puzzled: "Really so strong?"

Eunuch point: "Really strong, martial arts alone is already the best in the world, there are people of this level in the world, but only a few people, combined with Taoism is even more invincible."

"My father-in-law, I was ordered by my father, and I also led the army. There are many masters in the army, but when I charged the army, I was immediately defeated. Why did my father-in-law boast so much?"

The **** shook his head again and again: "I have seen a lot of those military masters. There is a big difference with Pei Ziyun. The difference is within a few meters. Can the soldiers intercept the sudden attacks."

"Of course, manpower is sometimes poor~IndoMTL.com~ If you use martial arts alone, you don't have to worry too much, but some Taoist practitioners also know that they can instantly disintegrate the military formation and give a breakthrough."

"The Sajia once saw a Taoist priest who used Taoism to blind him, broke the army, and finally shot him to death with a crossbow."

"Pei Ziyun's Taoism and martial arts are top-notch, and the combination is terrible."

"If the law does not impose nobles and restrains Taoism, I am afraid that the nobles can't even sleep."

When Wei Ang saw the **** speak frankly, he kept it secret, saying: "That's it!"

The **** said: "The most rare thing is that this person is not only the top in Taoism and martial arts, but also the style of everyone. It is said that Hanlin read his article on the professional examination and said that Jinshi is nothing more than that."

"As for poems, it is famous in the world, and it is faintly known as the number one in the world."

"What's even more amazing is that he still understands politics, and he urges him to enter, and he lifts the weight lightly. It is very easy to get started, very easy to get started, and it does not cost much. There is actually a ministerial style."

"There are so many people who are eye-catching. It's not just me who came to investigate this person. As far as the Sajia family knows, there are at least one way for the Prince and the other way for the eldest princess."

When the **** talked about this, he didn't say anything, and ordered: "Send someone to check, why is this Pei Jieyuan staring at this Duke Meng Luo, who is behind this?"

"Yes!" Fanzi responded.

　　

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