Wuwu Jianghu

Chapter 69 68. Gold and Silver Jewelry
A dozen or so bearded men saw their companions fall into the water, instead of going to rescue them, they laughed and said, finally one penny was missing,
The savages used their chain hammers to fight against the wind and the moon, and the woman in white watched from the side with a long sword in her hand.
More than a dozen barbarians hammered their chains fiercely, and they swiped for a long time without even hurting Feng Ziyue's hair. Feng Ziyue took them like monkeys,
More than a dozen big men were panting tiredly, jumping and screaming in anger, and rushed forward to besiege again, the wind shifted from the moon's figure,

Jumping into the air and kicking with legs, this is a dozen bearded people who are unlucky, hanging on a tree like a football,
fell into the ditch, and two others fell into the hanging bluestone on the edge of the cliff, so scared that they cried for their father and mother,
The woman in white bled profusely, fell to the ground and passed out, Feng Ziyue hurriedly picked him up, and quickly reached the top of Fuju Peak,
Now I can't care about the difference between men and women, and the wound should be healed first. I saw two slits on the woman's back.
Apply the hemostatic pill, and use internal strength to heal her injuries. There are several manor houses in the secret cave of Fuju Peak, all of which are extremely luxuriously decorated.

Feng Ziyue found a well-ventilated room facing the garden rockery, put the woman in white to sleep, and retreated to the door to guard.

Feng Ziyue was also a little sleepy, his eyelids were fighting, and he fell asleep after a while. The entrance of this manor was decorated in the shape of a mountain.
The sun rises in the east and the rooster crows on time, everyone wakes up, the two demons of the iron fan in the magic cave have all recovered from their injuries,

Going out to practice boxing in the morning, Bai Yi and Zhao Ju also got up early to arrange breakfast and arrange for their staff to clean the room.
After we finished our work, we found that Fengziyue had disappeared, so we hurriedly searched for it. At a small river bridge in front of the snow mountain,
Everyone found that sitting in front of the house door, sitting at the door and taking a nap, the wind from the moon, everyone called Feng Daxia, and the other party didn't answer,
The Iron Fan and the Demon Cave Demons, Bai Yi and Zhao Gu thought that something had happened, drew their respective weapons, and rushed to the door,
The second demon man with the Iron Fan in the Demon Cave stretched out his two fingers to sound his pulse under Feng Ziyue's nose. He pulsed many times without any breath.
Turning his eyes away, he shook his head and sighed, and said, "It's a pity that you are young, and a promising woman,
The martial arts master just disappeared, let's prepare for the funeral, everyone else was surprised, Bai Yi and Zhao Ju heard that they were dead,
Kneeling down and crying loudly, there are still lines, Feng Daxia is world-class in martial arts, eliminates violence and peace, acts chivalrously, and walks well all the way,

Feng Ziyue has learned to practice kung fu very early, holding his breath and pretending to be dead. Today he is bored and wants to see how these people treat him.

The more I listened, the happier I was, my eyeballs were round and I jumped up, why did I say that I was dead, and I scared the rest of the people,
In broad daylight, the corpse was cheated, and the Iron Fan of the Demon Cave and the Second Demon Sutra have been widely seen. I didn't say anything, thinking in my heart, it is not easy for this Feng Ziyue to have such a skill,
Everyone laughed, the door opened, and a beautiful woman came out. The woman in white saw Feng Ziyue,

Thank you for saving my life, Feng Ziyue introduced the others one by one, and told everyone what happened last night,
Everyone, including Feng Ziyue himself, felt a little strange after listening to it. How could a woman be chased and killed by others in the deep mountains and old forests in the middle of the night?
The woman in white saw everyone's doubts, put down the tea bowl in her hand, and told the whole story of what happened. She said that she was from the nearby Bajiao Peak,
He was an orphan who followed him since he was a child. He was a master of Ziyun on Bajiaotai, practicing leg skills, palm skills and sword skills. The long sword in his hand was bestowed by his master.
Bai Yi and Zhao Ju knew Bajiao Peak, and told Feng Ziyue that there was this place. Feng Ziyue said, may I ask the girl's name,
The woman in white didn't hide anything, she said her name was Ziyunfeng, and then she said that she was hunted down by barbarians last night,

It is because of an incident that happened in Bajiaotai recently. Ziyunfeng is the only Ziyun Shangren, who is the one who worships as a teacher.

The rest of the many named apprentices are not counted. Ziyun Shangren is well-known in the martial arts world, and he is second to none.

Ziyun Shangren was never married, and she also learned martial arts from an expert since she was a child. No one knows who her master is.

Ziyun Shangren has achieved success, and his leg skills and palm skills are few on the planet. The most powerful thing that makes the whole martial arts tremble is,
The Heavenly Star Sword in the hands of Ziyun Shangren, it can be said that with one sword sweeping away monsters and sword light splitting mountains and rivers, a woman can reach the awe of martial arts people,
It is commendable, Ziyun Shangren is a chivalrous hero, helping the poor and the needy never needs anyone to repay,

It's not like some people, who obviously did some trivial things, are happy to wait for others to thank and publicize!There is still a difference between an expert and an ordinary person.

Ziyun Shangren traveled all over the world as his home. When he came to Bajiao Peak, he was attracted by the scenery and topography. It is an excellent place for practicing kung fu.
On a towering cliff of Bajiao Peak, there is a pure natural platform covering an area of ​​[-] mu.

The terrain is steep and surrounded by mountains, and there will be almost no outsiders to disturb. The river, waterfall and small forest on the platform,

There are fish, shrimp and crabs in the water, as well as various delicacies and small animals. Mr. Ziyun named the platform Bajiaotai,
In addition to piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he also knows how to design. He personally planned and designed a building soon, and the magnificent sky city was built.

Ziyun Shangren studies swordsmanship every day, composes three sword manuals, and engraves them on the octagonal platform with magnificent graphics.
In the secret room where she practiced, her martial arts reached its peak. It can be said that she looks down on the heroes of the martial arts world. She has long been down on fame and fortune.

I don't want to participate in the battle of martial arts, so I pick up the drawing board in my spare time, and go to the depths of Bajiaofeng Valley, where the steep slopes shake, to draw,
The skill is high and the cliff will not fall. This may be a personal preference. Sometimes holding the piano alone in the dead of night,
Flying on the roof, playing a few songs facing the moonlight and the stars, the realm of a master cannot be understood by others,

Ziyun Shangren practiced sword at Bajiaotai one day, and suddenly someone clapped his hands and applauded him. He practiced so well. Unfortunately, there is no rival in the world.

This is also a kind of sadness. After speaking, he laughed wildly, and the laughter echoed ten kilometers away. Ziyun Shangren heard the other party's voice,
Knowing that the skill of the visitor is superior to his own, he doesn't know whether it is an enemy or a friend, and he also wonders how he found the Bajiaotai.
Ziyun Shangren yelled who, if he dared to show up for a showdown, the other party really didn't care, he was in front of Ziyun Shangren in a short while,

Ziyun Shangren was stunned when he saw the other party. There are countless martial arts masters, even the beggar gang.
I feel that the clothes worn by the masters and apprentices of the beggar gang are shabby enough.

Then look at this one in front of you, who is even more shabby than the beggar's beggar, and if you look carefully, he is not a member of the beggar's gang.

The person in front of me hasn't bathed for at least 20 years, and his face probably hasn't been washed for 50 years. His hair is fluffy and tied with leaves.

The clothes I wear are woven by myself with rattan, colorful,
(End of this chapter)