Martial King’s Retired Life

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Su Xiao, you go over there first, let's talk about Lanjun Zhukong.

Okay, but you and this... Mr. Cha? You can talk well. Su Xiao blinked, Then I'll go over there to find out the news.

Okay, okay, that's it. Mr. scum, let's talk.

After an appointment for three words, the curly-haired brother who claimed to be the world's only ruffian, the number one scumbag in the world, rubbed his palms and smiled like a fragrant chrysanthemum: Oh, this eldest brother has something to say, If you have any questions, just ask and be polite. My little brother knows everything and can’t say anything. What daughter-in-law? No, hey hey, I don’t marry a daughter-in-law. I’m going to send the Wang family girl back to Uncle Wang. Of course, of course, I should pay. Pay, even if you wear pants. Aunt Li's money is also paid, double, no, triple. The village chief's cow... uh, the small one is just an old scalper, and the old is fast. He died of illness, as the youth representative of this village, I should give the village chief a replacement, oh no, two, not ten cows, and return them to the old man in return for his usual care.

It took me about two mouthfuls of spit to teach this scumbag brother how to behave. He is now wearing a face-covered bag, and the part between his legs is still holding my waist knife. Honestly reformed.

This guy is actually not an insult to his nickname. I really haven't seen a few people like this.

Since you are so willing to cooperate, I don't want to embarrass you. I put the waist knife back into the scabbard, and the guy's angled eyes slanted again, as if he was about to scold me.

I patted him lightly on the shoulder, and the curly-haired brother planted more than a foot into the soil in situ. But his feet were completely fine, as if the hard ground underground was made of mud. His terrified expression was like seeing antelopes in the field with lions, and his whole body could not help shivering.

I smiled and said, What do I ask and answer.

Mr. Slag explained honestly.

It turned out that his surname was Cha, and he had a single name and a character. Don't look at him as a fighting chicken among the trash now, this guy is still a famous family in Peach Blossom Village. His father actually once entered the king's side to do things. It is behind the gate. His deceased father also hoped that he could enter the official family again in the future and open up territory for our country, so he took a name for it.

Who would have thought that this guy could not only change the characters for ruffian into ruffian characters, but also change the characters for surnames into scum characters. I really need to pay special attention to where this guy's ancestral grave is, lest he scare me when his father jumps out of the coffin and strangles him...

Then there's the point.

A few days ago, three uninvited guests came to his house, claiming to be friends of his father before his death, from a place called Lanjun Zhukong. To borrow something from his house. Then it was rummaging through boxes and cabinets. After staying for a few days, not only would he not leave, but he would dig three feet into the ground and never give up.

At this time, he had to mention the rogue spirit of the scumbag brother. He was originally very afraid of those high-ranking tourists who were occupied by magpies and nests. But he could even come up with a bad trick to use the identities of those Jianghu people to bully the people, and even let him deceive the daughter of the Wang family, Aunt Li's money, and the village chief's old scalper.

This guy is a model for standing up and walking with the word shame...

But there is one thing that bothers me.

You said they claimed to be Lanjun Zhukong's people?

Yeah... it's all the truth, how dare I lie to you! The scumbag was crying, and I don't think he dared anymore.

Do you know where Lanjun Zhukong is?

I do not know.

I guess he doesn't know either, otherwise he wouldn't dare to use the demon messenger to bully the people, no matter how stupid he is.

I'll ask you again, who are they fighting?

It seems to be Lin Wei's.

I'll go to your Linwei, I'm also sanitation! He should be talking about Qilinwei.

Qilinwei has always been in charge of tracking down the whereabouts of the Demon Sect, which is not surprising. I listened suspiciously to the sound of swords crashing in the distance.

Magic martial arts? I don't know this, because I'm relatively unfamiliar with martial arts.

but……

Hunyuan Gong is from the Huashan School. It's still the same sect's brother, what a big tailed eagle. I know a lot about the internal skills of the major sects in the martial arts, including the magic sect. The inner strength of the three who claimed to be from Lanjun Zhukong was the Hunyuan Gong of the Huashan School. After Hunyuan Gong is completed, as long as the tricks are proficient, it is still possible to imitate the magic tricks.

Ah? What did you say?

It's nothing. To be a true demon, Su Xiao's ten lives would not be enough. They are really murderous monsters without blinking an eye. But the words of the Huashan faction...

By the way, I have retired, so why bother with so much business.

Scumbag, bring a pot of tea, I'll moisten my throat.

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From afar, Su Xiao saw three men in blue shirts fighting with three men in brocade clothes. The closeness of the weapons and the speed of confrontation is much smarter than Su Xiao.

Ming Feizhen originally asked him to observe the situation from a distance, but the three men in brocade clothes gradually fell to the downwind. Su Xiao couldn't tell who was who, and worried that the demon sect would win, thinking hard about countermeasures.

In fact, in this situation, the newly-appointed Zhu Kuai had already run away and went back to report to his boss. However, Su Xiao has a natural sense of justice, especially after listening to Shen Yiren's words, his sense of justice is even more overwhelming today.

Magic sect traitor! Hugh! Su Meinan shouted loudly, and drew out his saber. his sword

It was the divine sword handed down by his Su family's ancestors, named Gu Han.

The cold light of the blade is faint, and although the hilt is old, it can't hide the peerless sharpness on it.

The man is a handsome young man, and the sword is the moon-shaped blade.

The six people who were fighting fought fiercely, but they were still unconsciously attracted by this man's knife. On the spot, someone blurted out and praised: What a handsome boy, what a sharp blade.

Su Xiao has a knife in hand, and his confidence increases greatly: In the next six doors, Su Xiao, who are you thieves from Lanjun Zhukong!

A man in a blue shirt said: It turned out to be a person from Six Doors, fuck your mother, wasting Lao Tzu's saliva and complimenting you.

Since this blue-shirted man can scold Six Gates, it goes without saying that he belongs to the Demon Sect. The three men in brocade are his own.

Su Xiaocai came to a conclusion, but the three men dressed in brocade clothes said: Your sister's six doors, hit it now to get a bargain, if you want to come, just step over the corpse of Laozi.

These three were even more rude than those three.

One sentence attracted scolding from both sides, so who is the devil?

Su Xiao is a bit square...

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