Invincible little uncle

Chapter 243 115. Meeting and Not Acquainting (Fourth Change - Subscribe)
One old and one young, standing in the mountains, surrounded by clouds and mist, passing by.

Xia Guang didn't go inside, he didn't want to be seen.

He didn't leave, and the old servant didn't move, standing quietly behind him.

The hand that had slaughtered hundreds just now did not tremble.

Soon, Master Zhang came out from behind the mountain gate, approached, and said with a smile: "That thief is a liar, Miss Huangpu is safe and sound."

Xia Guang quietly looked into the distance.

The situation of the previous life came to mind.

In order to break the handover between the Buddha and the devil, he went down to the south of the Yangtze River alone with a halberd. The beauty named the number one family in the world is actually the third dream of the little ghost. one ring.

The fake play is really done.

Died before his own eyes.

Is the sunset in Beijing beautiful?

Is a bowl of egg fried rice good?

Come to find your own life with supper every night, is it worth nostalgia?

In the past and present life, it was a big dream, but standing here, I feel a little scared.

The young man was dressed in white clothes as before, standing in front of the cloud-shrouded mountain gate, separated by low hills and a few low houses, not far away was the face that he owed.

"what happened to you?"

Zhang Dadang stared at the young master who was suddenly distracted with eyes like copper bells.

I killed someone just now, and I didn't see you distracted.

Snatching Lao Tzu's knife, the style when he shot again, killing decisively, resolutely and resolutely, I didn't see you distracted.

The old servant coughed lightly.

Head Zhang blinked, "Old Huang, are you injured?"

In a word, the atmosphere was immediately destroyed.

The boy in white shook his head and said with a smile: "The head of the family, didn't you say that you invited us to drink? What, if some people died, you won't invite us?"

Zhang Dadang's leopard eyes stared, he laughed and said: "Please, just drink here, some traitors have died, so just add to the fun before drinking."

But with a glance, he saw that many of his confidants had died, but he felt a little sad.

Xia Guangdao: "Let's let everyone go, let's let all those half-dead knights, patrolling arresters be released together."

His voice was a little lonely.

Here, there are only three people.

Zhang Mengming asked suddenly: "Do you really want to change this exercise?"

Lao Huang coughed and introduced: "Master, the person in front of you is the young son of the Huangpu family, Huangpu Guang."

Zhang Ming was stunned, and blurted out: "You are that little dandy who spends time and money, and a few days ago was planning to tie you up too."

When the words came to his mouth, he slapped his thigh again, "Damn, they are all lies. The rumors are unbelievable, unbelievable."

It's just that he was full of questions, but seeing the situation, he couldn't ask.

This old servant's swordsmanship is a bit familiar to him, and he seems to have dealt with him back then, but he was still a general at that time, this one may be wrapped in a cloak and a mask.

The incision is there, it cannot be faked.

Since such masters are willing to serve this young master, they must have an unspeakable secret.

At this moment, another surviving bandit ran over, "The head of the family, there are hundreds of brothers tied behind their backs in the back room, and they are all unwilling to join forces with that Zhang Da and Fan Jiang."

Zhang desperately said: "Okay! Let's let them all go, brother. As for Ms. Huang Puxiang, there are other nonsense knights who are patrolling, and they are all released. I don't want the exercises."

The bandit didn't ask any more questions, and walked away after answering.

Xia Guang asked Zhang Diming for a black cloak with a pocket. After putting it on, he sat on a stone not far away.

Soon, a group of chivalrous men with bruised noses and swollen eyes and a few missing teeth came out weakly, and the one who walked at the end was a girl like a white plum.

Familiar face, long hair hanging down around the buttocks, pale and tired, with a tear mole under his right eye, like a bodhisattva who sympathizes with the world.

Huang Puxiang didn't understand why these bandits let her go all of a sudden?
Because, she didn't find any officers, soldiers or family members to support her at all.

She looks for the reason.

His eyes moved.

Until I saw a man in black sitting alone on the bluestone not far away, his face was blocked by a hood, and the sunlight couldn't shine in, so he couldn't see clearly at all.

She frowned, turned her head, and took another two steps, but she suddenly felt something in her heart, and when she looked back suddenly, she just happened to meet a pair of slightly staring, bewildered eyes.

Those eyes were also looking at her, and the emotion contained in them was very strange, like longing, but also like relief.

Like saying long time no see.

It's like saying goodbye.

The man in black pulled the brim of his hat and stopped looking.

Huang Puxiang was also urged and had to leave.

It was just that she was full of doubts.

She also heard the fighting just now, and saw the corpses all over the ground. What happened?
When she walked to the mottled vermilion mountain gate, the inexplicable, unique sensitivity of a woman made her turn her head again.

But this time, she only saw the back.

Xia Guang raised his head and looked at the cloud and mist in the distance.

Holding a halberd in this life, and laughing at you in the previous life, you may not be able to meet it in the next life.

Although not complete you.

But, that's it.
Are we cleared?

People send away.

The wine table was also lifted up, and the fine wine in the cellar was carried over one jar after another.

"It's a big deal!"

What Xia Guang said was that human relationships should be clear, and there would be no further debts.

"It's a big deal!"

The boss looked at the corpses all over the floor, and at the colleagues he had met.

"Come, come, drink!"

"cheers!"

The robbers are happy when they have wine. After all, they all wear their heads on their waistbands. Today they have wine and they are drunk. So many life and death parting, a little drunk will make you feel more comfortable.

Lao Huang didn't drink, he stood aside, the palm of his right hand was slightly pale, he was stroking the hilt of his sword, looking into the distance, wondering what he was thinking.

After drinking for three rounds, he let go of his speech.

The head of the family asked curiously: "Young master, Lao Zhang is a rough man, so I would like to ask you a question, what rank are you?"

Xia Guang said frankly: "A first-rank warrior."

Snapped!
Shan Feixiong, the ferocious man who fought with him, slapped the table fiercely. Because of his injury, he stood back and was not shot dead. He was also on the wine table at this time.

Then, Shan Feixiong picked up the wine bowl and said drunkenly, "My lord, you are not being frank!"

Xia Guangdao: "I am really first-class."

The bandits looked at each other.
This is a rank one warrior?
So fierce, do you have the nerve to say that you are a first-rank martial artist?
Xia Guang proved his innocence and said: "I just learned how to use force, I didn't even have time to learn the moves, so I came here in a hurry."

puff.
As soon as the head took a sip of the wine, he sprayed it out, touched the half of the face whose beard was torn off by the violent halberd, and was about to say something.

But Lao Huang said: "Don't believe it, the young master is a first-rank warrior."

The master, the solo hero, the bandits: .
The ferocious and injured man drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp, and said in a low voice, "My old Dan, I really lived on a dog."

The head of the family added in a low voice: "Mother, I am too."

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