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When Leng Qing saw Liu San, who was usually a slovenly fellow, flying like a bird, she was so frightened that she ran back to her house.

After entering the room, he carefully placed the silver into the mud jar that his father usually kept. He thought to himself, "When father comes back and sees such a large silver ingot, he will definitely be shocked."

After sitting for a while, he thought of Liu San and wondered why he could suddenly fly. It was really curious, and he couldn't help but want to take a look.

However, when he thought of Liu San's vicious gaze, fear arose in his heart. When he walked to the door, he did not dare to step out.

After going back and forth a few times, Leng Qing thought to herself, "I will just take a peek quietly and it will be fine if he doesn't discover me." Besides, haven't you eaten my chestnut much in the past few years? Even if he sees me, what can he do to me? " Thinking so, fear vanished from his heart as he walked out of the door step by step.

There was no sound from the alley. Leng Qing heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that Liu San had already left, and suddenly thought of something, "Could it be that the stinking beggar is secretly trying to steal the money of the old deity?" "Aiyo, I have to go remind this old deity to be careful."

He walked quickly towards Pan Hezhen's medicine store. Just as he reached the door, he heard a loud noise, as if the roof was collapsing. Leng Qing realized that Liu San had already taken action.

Thanks to the constant care of the old Daoist Immortals, the treatment of his father's cough began to improve. In his heart, the white-robed old man was truly revered as a god, he immediately forgot his fear, pushed open the door and rushed into the room, "Are you home?" Before he could finish his sentence, the bamboo sticks and sticks of Free and Unrestrained Child shot towards him like lightning.

Murong Duo couldn't avoid it, and suddenly reached out with his hand. Leng Qing felt her vision go blurry, and her neck was in incomparable pain. She cried out "Ah!", but was already being held back.

Although Murong Duo was heavily injured, he moved extremely quickly. With the momentum of his wrist, Leng Qing's body could not help but crash into the Free and Unrestrained Bamboo Rod.

"Humph!" The bamboo stick flew past Leng Qing's forehead and stopped. He said coldly, "Mister Murong is famous all over the world. When did you become someone who can protect his life with a child?"

Murong Duo's grabbing caused injuries and he felt as if his internal organs were turning upside down. His vision turned black and he almost fainted.

He took a deep breath and endured the pain in his chest as he slowly said: "You unscrupulous child, I will just pinch you lightly no matter how fast your kung fu is. Do you think you can still save this child? Heh heh … "This child died because of you. No wonder this old man was so merciless."

"The child stays, you go!"

Murong Duo slowly stood up and shook his head: "The word of the unrestrained child is the truth, and everyone knows it. However, this old man's injuries are too severe, and I need the support of this child. " After saying that, his hands seemed to have slipped as he held Leng Qing's wrist.

Leng Qing's neck was in less pain, but her wrist seemed as if it had been restrained by five golden hoops, and she shouted with a trembling voice, "God …" Grandpa Immortal … "Ahh!" "As he was speaking, he suddenly cried out in surprise. When he raised his head, he saw Murong Duyin's face under the bamboo hat.

The old man's face was full of scars and was extremely ugly. Her lips moved like countless centipedes, causing one to feel an indescribable sense of disgust.

The child had suffered such a shock before. His face immediately became pale and his body became limp as he fainted.

Murong Duo extended his hand to grab a piece of wooden board, grabbed Leng Qing, and said: "This old man, Misty Seven Deadly Slaughter, is unable to compete with your Non-Phase Method and is convinced of my defeat. However, don't think that this old man is afraid of death and will use this brat to threaten you, hehe … If there were no more grievances, then why would they give up on this stinky body? "

The free and unrestrained child laughed coldly. Murong Duo walked to the door, turned his head back, and stared at the free and unrestrained child. He said seriously: "But don't worry, this old man doesn't even care about killing this child." Finished speaking, he turned around and left. With one hand holding the cold blue, and the other leaning on the wooden board, he staggered away.

Just as he walked out, Murong Duoji felt dizzy and his internal organs ached. In his heart, he was extremely shocked by the free and unrestrained son's martial arts. He did not want himself to be unable to defeat him after painstakingly practicing for many years.

Resisting the pain, Murong Ta walked around the corner and turned back into an alley. He slowly put down Leng Qing, sealed his sleeping point, and said, "We can't let this child go for now." He sat down cross-legged, held his hands up to stop the bleeding, took a light breath, and started gathering his power to heal his wounds.

When the inner strength was channeled to his chest, there was suddenly a pain in his stomach. Murong Duo forcefully held it in with a "hmph". Around ten minutes later, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood and slowly stood up.

Although his injuries had healed a little, he was physically and mentally exhausted. He knew he needed to find a safe place to focus on healing. He then undid the Cold Blue Acupoint and lightly pressed it on his "Human Acupoint".

That "acupoint in the human body" belongs to the Du meridian, it has the function of awakening the mind and awakening the mind. In ancient times, medical technology was not developed and was often used for emergency treatment of townspeople, which was effective for unconscious, convulsion and convulsion. Although the strength behind Murong Ta's pressing technique was weak, it was not any weaker than the strength of a wild man's finger.

Leng Qing immediately woke up. The alleyway was dark without light and he could vaguely see Murong Duo's blurry figure. He said in fear, "You …" You catch me and do it... "What?"

Murong Duo said coldly: "Once you're out of the city, I'll let you go. If you want to secretly run away, hehe …" He stretched out his hand and made a grabbing motion, saying, "I will just lightly pinch your neck and your little life will be gone."

Leng Qing hadn't even spoken when her neck suddenly tightened and she was grabbed by Murong Duo. She immediately became scared out of her wits and shouted: "Release …. "Let go, I won't run."

Murong Duo snorted coldly before letting go and supporting his shoulder as he walked out of the city.

Leng Qing was terrified, but she didn't dare to say anything. She only hoped that they could get out of the city as soon as possible and get back home. As the two of them left the city, the sky gradually darkened and there were barely any signs of people on the road.

Leng Qing asked with a trembling voice as she saw that the city gate was about to close. You can let me go home now... "What?"

Murong Duo slowly let go and was about to let him go when he suddenly saw two ragged beggars following him from a distance. Their steps were light and it was obvious that they had martial arts skills, and with a thought, they placed their hands on Leng Qing's shoulders and said sinisterly: "I'm a bit tired, help me go to the temple in front to rest."

A fire rose in Leng Qing's heart as she shouted, "You liar! You clearly said that you would leave the city …" When he raised his head and saw the fierce gaze of Murong DuShi staring at him, he was immediately scared speechless and obediently walked forward.

After about a hundred steps, they descended a slope and arrived outside the temple. It was originally a Qu Gong Temple. Looking through the peeling door of the temple, there was a statue of a god in the front hall, which was Qu Chuan, a famous general of the Sui and Tang Dynasties.

This person had once guarded Luoyang, and his descendants remembered his benevolence, and thus built a temple as a sacrificial offering. Due to the passage of time, coupled with the war, the temple had been ruined.

Murong Duo walked through the front hall, and when he turned around and saw the two servants hurrying towards the Qu Gong Temple, he sneered in his heart and pulled Leng Qing out of the back hall and into the forest. Seeing that the two of them did indeed follow them into the forest, and looking at their movement techniques, their martial arts were extremely ordinary.

He immediately grabbed Leng Qing and sealed his acupoints with a flick of his finger, then pressed his dumb acupoints together, preventing him from shouting out loud. He hid Leng Qing in the underbrush and rushed out from the other side of the forest. His injuries had already recovered a few degrees, so he suddenly moved and returned to the temple.

Leng Qing suddenly felt her ribs go numb. She couldn't even shout if she wanted to. She could only watch as Murong Du left the forest. She was terrified and didn't know what to do.

Murong Duo didn't stop and took the chance to jump onto the beam. Just as he entered the temple, he had already thought of a way to avoid the enemy. Seeing the beam was wide enough for two people to hide themselves. As soon as he sat down, the two servants ran back into the temple.

"Why, I saw him in the woods, and how did he disappear in the blink of an eye?" Weird, weird. "

The other one said: "Don't worry about these useless matters. Elder Fan and Elder Chou will be arriving soon. First clean up the hall."

The flame flickered. It was a broken oil lamp on the divine table that the beggar had lit with a fireball. He asked another feller, "Tell me, why do you think the Sect Master summoned us to meet in the broken temple outside the city? "Why don't you go to the city branch and gather there, have some wine, eat some meat, how good is that?!"

The beggar laughed and scolded, "You only know how to eat. Sect Master told us to act in secret and to be careful not to reveal our identities. If there is nothing important to do, we will all try our best not to show off."

Listening to the two of them talk, Murong Duo realized that he was being suspicious. It was as if there was a gang gathering at the Qu Gong temple tonight that was not targeting him.

However, they were both beggars dressed in rags. Even with his vast knowledge, he could not think of any gang in the martial arts world that was so shabby. In addition to the fatigue he had felt earlier, he no longer paid attention to the two of them and slowly circulated his Qi to treat himself. After a while, he felt his internal energy calming down.

As he was slowly dispersing, he heard voices coming from outside the temple. The two men had already gone out, and two old men in their fifties strode into the temple.

The two servants bowed and greeted them respectfully. "We pay our respects to the two elders."

The old man on the right had a powerful stature and a pair of round eyes. He looked around with confidence and held a gigantic Xuanhua Axe in his hand.

The old man on the left was short and fat with a cold and stern face. His face was sallow and yellow. He looked like a statue with two steel sabers stabbed into his back.

Seeing the two dressed up, Murong Duo's thoughts moved slightly. Just now he heard one of the beggars proclaim that "Elder Fan and Elder Chou will be arriving soon". He immediately thought of two people and asked: "Could it be that it's not Vengeance Sea Heaven and Fan Zhangkong?"

Qiu Haitian and Fan Zhangkong are both famous heroes in the western part of the capital, known as the "Jinxi Twin Heroes".

The short and fat old man was the one known as the "Sick Butcher", "Sick Butcher", Fan Zhangkong, and the fierce looking old man was one of the Duo Heroes, the "Great Axe King", Fan Zhangkong.

As the two entered the temple, Fan Zhangkong's sonorous voice rang out, "The Sect Master hasn't arrived yet?"

Before he could finish his words, Chou Hai Tian suddenly said, "Be quiet, it seems like sect leader is coming!"

At the same time, Murong Duo heard the sound of light footsteps approaching from far away. He silently praised that Hai Tian had sharp eyes and that his martial arts was still above Fan Zhangkong.

The sound of footsteps slowly approaching could be heard. Murong Duo was slightly shocked. Judging by the sound of his footsteps, the person's martial arts were not weak. He immediately bent down and slowed down his breathing.

The two of them rushed out of the temple together and saw a large man running quickly towards them from afar.

Murong Dugu's position allowed him to observe the situation outside the temple. Seeing how fast the person was walking, he instantly arrived in front of the temple.

As they were so close to each other, they could clearly see from beneath the stars and moon that it was the beggar who was knocked down by the Free and Unrestrained Child from the roof.

The man was carrying a man in his arms. He had bamboo sticks at his waist and was wearing a long white robe. He was none other than Pan He Ji.

Murong Duo's shock was not to be underestimated. He subconsciously activated the Turtle Aura Technique to hold his breath, afraid that he would be detected by the free and unrestrained child.