Chapter 22 Chapter 22 Do what you dare not do

But Baoyu's mind is strangely calm at this moment, half of the wooden sword in his hand draws a semicircle lightly, and the four iron plates that look like Mount Tai are pressed one by one by him, Ying Tieling is shocked, but both His ankles were also swept by the wooden sword, and he fell in mid-air, falling to the ground with a "poof".To the end of his life, he couldn't understand how Fang Baoyu's simple and light sword could have such power? If it weren't for the people who were there to witness it, no one would have imagined how quickly this change happened. The crowd cheered for Ying Tieling, and Ying Tieling had already fallen to the ground.

Halfway through the colorful voices, they were choked up, and the surroundings were suddenly as silent as death. Tie Wa cheered, threw down the two people in her palms, and started dancing. Jin Buwei rubbed his eyes, suddenly looked up to the sky and shouted wildly: "Win! Win, Bao'er won." Wan Ziliang, Mo Buqu, Shi Buwei, Yang Bunu... These calm and calm martial arts masters suddenly burst into tears for some reason. They just feel that they have never been so excited in their life, but the crowd of heroes around them are all dumbfounded, and they don't know what to do.

Ying Tieling stared blankly at Fang Baoyu for a long time, and finally sighed, "I admire you." Fang Baoyu let out a long breath and said, "Accept." Although the two answered with only four simple words, they did not know how many hardships, grievances, blood and tears, and bitterness were contained in these simple four words... The heart of the loser is naturally sore, The winner's... alas!How hard it is to succeed! The sun is shining. The scorching sun in the sky seemed to have shone on Fang Baoyu's face alone, but Baoyu's eyes were full of tears.for what?He couldn't tell the difference himself.

After dusk, there was light rain. It was raining outside the window, and the lights inside were dim, but Wan Ziliang, Mo Buqu and others in the dim light and cold rain were in high spirits and their hearts were as hot as fire. Jin Buwei laughed loudly and said: "My good boy, you fought really beautifully in today's battle! Even if Zi Yihou comes back to life, it's nothing more than that." Wan Ziliang said: "I have also heard of many well-known achievements of martial arts seniors, but how many people have been able to turn defeat into victory in such a difficult environment for thousands of years?"

Jin Zulin said with a smile: "If it were me, I would have gone mad with anger under the humiliation and ridicule of others... and Tie Wa's move is also extremely beautiful!" Tie Wa giggled and said, "I've been with my elder brother for many years, and I only learned three tricks. If I can't learn even three tricks well, then I'm really an idiot." Wan Ziliang said seriously: "The way of martial arts is more expensive than expensive. Although you only have three moves, but all of them are ingenious moves. Looking at the martial arts world, anyone who can stop your three moves, I'm afraid there are very few of them." These words came out of the mouth of "Hero Yunmeng", and the weight is of no small importance.

Tie Wa was both happy and proud, and murmured: "I hope she can hear this too." Although others don't know who "she" is in Tie Wa's mouth, Baoyu does, and the two get along with each other. Look and smile, all in silence. Gongsun Wuzhi said: "Being defeated and not discouraged, bearing humiliation and heavy burdens, these eight words are easy to say, but hard to do, Bao'er, you can do these eight words today, it is very human. After the war, people in the world will definitely have a different impression of you, and from now on, you should keep in mind the words "Victory without arrogance."

Baoyu said solemnly, "My nephew will never forget my second uncle's lesson." Gongsun Wuzhi said: "But at this moment, it is just a glimmer of light in the darkness. If you want to completely wash away the misunderstanding of shame and insult, you still need to make persistent efforts and keep working hard, especially for the 'Heaven Sword' Mei Qian in the morning. The first battle will have a more decisive impact on your future reputation." He looked around, but seeing that everyone was listening intently, he continued: "Because the news spreads the fastest in the world, your battle today will be spread far and wide before dusk, people in the martial arts treat you like this." The outcome of the first battle must be dubious, and tomorrow it is inevitable to go to Gaoyou Lake to see what happened, so the people watching the battle tomorrow will definitely be better than in the past."

Wan Ziliang nodded and said, "It must be so." Gongsun Wuzhi said: "So if you win tomorrow's battle with 'Heavenly Sword' Mei Qian, then many heroes watching the battle will be your witnesses, proving that you are not an ignorant liar; but if you lose, That stigma will never be washed away, and even those who saw you defeat Ying Tieling with their own eyes today will regard you as a fluke." Wan Ziliang said in a deep voice: "The Second Hero Gongsun's words are very to the point. There are many people in the Jianghu who can easily confuse black and white. At that time, everyone's mouth will make money. If you want to get rid of it, it will be even more difficult."

Mo Buqu frowned and said, "I heard that the 'Heavenly Sword' Mei Qian is the number one master of the chain sickle in China, but I don't know how the moves of this chain knife are different from other swords?" Wan Ziliang said: "I only know that this lock sickle is only ranked fifth among the thirteen kinds of foreign weapons in the world, but it is not inferior to the 'double card of wind and rain'." Ximen Buwei suddenly said: "My little brother once heard from my teacher that the lock sickle is a weapon that has been introduced to the Middle Earth in the past 30 years. It originated from the Yunlin Martial Arts Academy in Ise, Japan. 'Heavenly Sword' Mei Qian became famous in the past seven years. He was originally a seafarer, wandering on the sea for many years, I don't know where he learned the secret method of locking the sickle, and after returning to the Central Plains, he became a great master."

Mo Buqu said: "But I don't know what this lock sickle looks like?" Baoyu said slowly: "My little nephew has also heard from master and other old people..." Mo Buqu showed joy, and said: "That's right, his martial arts knowledge is unparalleled in the world, even though the lock sickle is a foreign soldier, he must know it." Baoyu said: "The lock sickle is a placer gold iron rod one foot and four inches long. A two-foot-long bracelet is attached to the iron ring on the head of the rod, and a five-pointed iron ball weighing about ten catties is hung on the side."

Mo Buqu asked curiously, "Where is the knife?" Baoyu smiled slightly and said: "It turns out that there is a mechanical spring in the stick. When you press it lightly, a crescent-shaped scimitar flies out. If it is the original knife made by the famous Ise craftsman Adoto, it can cut iron like mud." Wei, but up to now, there is only one handle left in Xuehu, and I think it will not fall into Mei Qian's hands." Mo Buqu, Wan Ziliang and others all suddenly said: "I see." Baoyu continued: "The most powerful thing is that although this lock sickle is only one piece, it can be used as two weapons. Ise Ming Furniture holds the knife stick in his left hand, and the lock sickle for hanging balls in his right hand. Specializes in slanting forward, but the right-handed hammer stroke is somewhat similar to the meteor hammer of the Northern School of Zhongtu. Take it, it's extremely powerful! It's just that this kind of weapon is not widely spread in China, and the 'Heavenly Sword' Mei Qian became famous even later, so he only ranks fifth among the thirteen outer sect's weapons." Wan Ziliang and other martial arts masters couldn't help being moved by these words, they all looked at each other in blank dismay, unable to speak for a long time. After a long while, Wan Ziliang sighed, "Ling Shita is indeed an outstanding man. He has retired for many years, yet he is still so familiar with the martial arts and weapons learned by famous martial arts masters all over the world. On the contrary, I don’t know anything about it... Oh! It’s really embarrassing to say it!” Tie Wa rubbed her eyes, and said: "It's a pity that the old man abandoned us again for no reason, and disappeared without a trace, leaving only a note saying... what did you say 'we will meet again someday' , but...but when will it be considered destined?" As he spoke, his eyes turned red, and everyone felt sad. Gongsun Wuzhi said: "In any case, this 'Heavenly Sword' Mei Qian must be Bao'er's formidable enemy. Tomorrow's battle may be even more difficult than today's." Shi Buwei suddenly interrupted: "Bao'er, sleep." Wan Ziliang said: "That's right, we have already galloped hundreds of miles today, in order to cope with the fierce battle tomorrow, Bao'er, you should rest early." Gongsun Buzhi said solemnly: "No matter what happens tonight, Bao'er, you can't answer, because tomorrow morning is the moment of success or failure for you, you must recharge your energy and go all out!" Bao'er respectfully agreed, and then left. Unexpectedly, Fang Zi stood up, and suddenly there was a "swish", a cold light carrying a sharp wind broke through the window, passed Baoyu's eyes, and with a "snatching" sound, it was nailed into the opposite wooden pillar. Four inches deep, it was actually a bright silver gun with a gleaming silver spear more than half a foot long. Everyone was taken aback, and then they heard the screams coming from outside the window, and a hoarse and stern voice was laughing wildly: "Marquis Tie Wen, Li Yinghong, do you two still want to run away?" Baoyu suddenly changed color, and lost his voice: "No, Uncle Li and Uncle Tie were killed. I must not sit and watch." Gongsun Buzhi said in a deep voice: "I'm waiting here, do you still need to do something? Tie Wa, watch over your elder brother, let's go out and have a look." Before the words were finished, the person had already walked out through the window. Bao'er shouted: "You must save the two of them back!" What skills are Wan Ziliang, Jin Zulin, Mo Buqu and others?Before he finished shouting, the nine figures had all disappeared into the night. In the rainy night, in the drizzle like autumn thoughts, four figures in white clothes and white scarves, who looked like ghosts on a rainy night, were fighting fiercely around one person. The man was obviously exhausted, and there was another person behind him, relying on the last of his strength, he was fighting a trapped beast. Although there was only half of the pistol in his hand, he still danced imperceptibly. It's excellent, but the fierce and brave spirit is really touching. The four body techniques of the white-clothed man are all incomparably weird, although they don't have any weapons in their hands, they use the palm techniques, grasping, chopping, pointing, and cutting, but they have the ingenuity of each school's weapons. Wan Ziliang was afraid that the rescue would be too late, so he shouted before anyone arrived, "Don't be afraid, Li Yinghong, the rescue is here!" These ten words were said with a breath of true energy, and the sound was really full of energy, the four people in white were all shocked! Mo Buqu, Shi Buwei, Jin Buwei, and Yang Bunu had already rushed over, without saying a word, they caught the moves of the four men in white. Wan Ziliang and Li Yinghong were familiar with each other, they patted him on the shoulder lightly, and said: "We will follow up for you here, you go to the house and rest." Li Yinghong gasped, and said, "Thank you very much." He was really out of money, and he couldn't be polite anymore, panting for breath, he ran towards the burning house, although the light was dim, there was indescribable warmth in his eyes. Under such circumstances, Wan Ziliang and the others still did not want to win with more, they just stood aside, while fighting for Mo Buqu and others, while cutting off the escape route of the men in white. Mo Buqu is indeed worthy of being a famous Shaolin disciple. Although he only used a few dozen moves at the moment, the power and concentration of his palms have fully revealed the essence of Shaolin martial arts. Before he has figured out the number of martial arts of his opponent, he will never make senseless attacks, but use calm moves to make himself invincible first. I saw that every palm, every punch he sent out seemed to weigh a thousand catties, his expression was solemn and calm, and he had the demeanor of a master of martial arts. What Jin is not afraid of, but all of them are big attacks. The subtle and elegant Emei Kung Fu was performed in his hands, and the aura immediately changed. It should be the rhythm of the grass and trees, but now it is full of the sound of golden drums and killing. Although his moves are a bit lacking in dexterity, his fearless aura is enough to scare his opponents.I saw his moves and moves were like a giant ax cutting a mountain, a magical soldier felling trees, the sound of the wind was so strong that it could be heard far and near, as for what move the opponent used, he didn't care at all. Yang Bunu in Huaiyang was even more furious, his chest full of murderous aura, and the world-famous eagle claws were unleashed, as if they were going to capture the opponent's soul with just one grasp! As soon as the two hit each other, he used the desperate move, completely disregarding his own safety and life, just hoping to knock the opponent down. Although the opponent's white-clothed man's movement skills were unsurpassed, he seemed to be intimidated by his fierce and fierce aura. After more than ten moves, he had retreated several feet. Among the four disciples, it seemed that Shi Buwei made the fewest shots, but every shot was a killer that made the other party frightened! Although Diancang's moves are good at changing extremely quickly, Shi Buwei's moves rarely change, because he will never make a move unless he is killing someone's life. Wan Ziliang met many martial arts masters in his life, but he had never seen someone who was so ruthless and tolerant. He stared at him twice, and couldn't help sighing: "It seems that the achievement of a person's martial arts has a lot to do with his character. From my point of view, brother Mo will definitely be a leader in the world..." The implication is, He already regards Mo Buyi as the only person who will replace him in the future. One must know that regardless of his character, bearing, moves and martial arts, he followed the same path as Mo Buqun, so seeing Mo Buqun's attack, he is very appreciative. But Jin Zulin said: "If it's a younger brother, he would rather fight brother Mo than fourth brother Shi. His murderous aura is really unbearable." Wan Ziliang said: "The ruthlessness and forbearance of the Four Heroes Shi are indeed unstoppable, but how can it be easy to deal with the calmness of Hero Mo, the bravery of Hero Jin, and the fierceness of Hero Yang?" Jin Zulin smiled and said, "Fortunately, I'm their friend, so I don't have to fight with them." But although the martial arts of Mo Buqu and the other four disciples were formidable, the four white-clothed men on the other side had strange movements, but Wan Ziliang was even more startled when he saw it. With Wan Ziliang's rich experience in hand-to-hand combat and accurate judgment with his eyes, until now, he still couldn't see the martial arts skills of these four people. Although the martial arts of Mo Buqu and the other four disciples are strong, the four white-clothed men are still not behind, but the offensive is inevitably weaker. Wei Butan was shocked and said: "Where did these four people get out? Look at their slippery movements and weird martial arts, I have never even heard of them." Gongsun Buzhi frowned and said in a low voice: "Look at the physical skills of these four people, they are definitely not the martial arts handed down in the Middle Earth. Fortunately, although their martial arts methods are unique, their skills are not deep." Wan Ziliang said: "The most strange thing is that these four people did not use their full strength in their actions, and the attack was not violent. Brother Gongsun, in your opinion, what is the reason for this?" Gongsun Buzhi shook his head and sighed: "I am also puzzled, could it be..." Before the words were finished, there was a strange whistling sound from the mouth of the white-clothed man who was fighting with Yang Bunu, and before the whistling sound was over, the four white-clothed men threw their palms down. In an instant, a cloud of milky white smoke rose from the ground, fluttered, scattered with the wind, and filled the rain in the blink of an eye. Wan Ziliang changed color and said, "No, is the smoke poisonous?" Gongsun Buzhi raised his voice and shouted: "Big Brother, Fourth Brother, step back!" He didn't hate Yang Bunu and Jin Buwei, just because he knew that these two people would definitely not retreat, he winked with Wan Ziliang while shouting, the two rushed forward together, and one held him back Jin Buwei grabbed Yang Bunu by himself, and Mo Buqu and Shi Buwei fled out. The smoke became thicker and thicker, everyone held their breath, and Jin Buwei couldn't speak because Wan Ziliang had already taken out a handkerchief to cover his mouth. Everyone retreated two zhang away, a gust of wind blew, and the smoke dissipated suddenly, but the four men in white clothes had already disappeared without a trace. Gongsun Buzhi looked solemn, and murmured: "The victory is not yet decided, why did they flee suddenly..." He was far-sighted, and he refused to let go of every suspicious point easily. The man in white left suddenly, and he was afraid that there was some conspiracy in it. Jin Zulin said with a smile: "If it were me, fighting the brothers, I would have no choice but to run away. If I know I can't fight but still fight, wouldn't I become a complete idiot?" Wan Ziliang nodded and said with a smile: "That's also reasonable, but if you were to replace a desperate little general like you, I'm afraid that even if you were beaten to death, you would never run away." Everyone smiled and returned to the inn, no one wanted to think about it anymore.Seeing that he was able to save the famous hero Li Yinghong, Jin Buwei was even more elated and very happy. After Baoyu saw them go, although he knew that he would be able to rescue Li Yinghong, he was still very worried, because he would never forget the kindness of Li Yinghong and Tie Wenhou to him. Standing anxiously at the window, he looked out, and suddenly saw a figure running towards him from the wind and rain. He seemed to be carrying another person on his back. He jumped out immediately and called out, "Is that Uncle Li Yinghong?" The man seemed startled, stopped in his tracks, and said hesitantly, "This is Li Yinghong, who is your Excellency?" Baoyu said: "Little nephew Fang Baoyu...is Bao'er..." Li Yinghong yelled "Yeah", and ran towards Fang Baoyu in big strides, grabbed Fang Baoyu's shoulder... looked at him up and down, and said in a trembling voice: "Bao'er, it really is you, you... you have grown so tall You're so handsome, don't miss me... I can still see you! All these years..." His voice was choked up, and it was hard to continue. The light from the window shone through, and one could see that this famous hero was haggard and drenched, his former heroic spirit could no longer be seen in his tired eyes. He doesn't need to talk about what happened to him over the years, just this embarrassed expression and the wrinkles on his forehead are enough to describe the ups and downs and sufferings he has encountered... Baoyu's eyes were full of tears. He could hardly believe that the man standing in front of him like a wounded beast being chased by others was Li Yinghong, who was famous all over the world in the past. On the ground, there is no trace of the brilliance of the past. Li Yinghong's face was dripping, whether it was rain or tears. He stared at Baoyu wordlessly, and Baoyu stared at him wordlessly.In this wordless silence, there is infinite sorrow and infinite joy. Suddenly, Tie Wa also jumped out of the window, standing dumbly in the rain. Seeing him, Bao'er couldn't help but said, "What are you doing?" Tie Wa grinned and said: "It's nothing, big brother likes to get in the rain, so I have no choice but to accompany him." It is true that he can't speak, but these two simple words have already given Baoyu much warmth. He doesn't need to say anything, Baoyu already knows that no matter what hardships he encounters in the future, at least one person will always stand by his side It's like standing in the heartbroken rain at this moment. He patted Tie Wa's solid arm wordlessly, and said with a forced smile, "You see, I even forgot to invite Uncle Li in." He also forgot that there was Tie Wenhou who was seriously injured on Li Yinghong's back. When Li Yinghong put Tie Wenhou on the bed, Fang Baoyu's heart felt as if he was being cut by a knife. This man who used to be a man of iron is now a broken man. Although his left arm was attached, his right arm was completely severed; although his chest was still rising and falling slightly, he was already dying, like a thread of breath. Li Yinghong wept miserably: "After the defeat in Fengtang during the day, I waited for the new and old enemies to come here. In the past seven years, I have never been able to settle down for a day!" How could a hero cry if it wasn't so tragic? Li Yinghong bowed his head and said: "The army is defeated like a mountain, my generation of warriors really can't be defeated, that big defeat has really wiped out our pride, let alone... let alone..." He gave Tie Wenhou a painful look, and said: "What's more, he is already a useless person... In the past seven years, I have been defeated nine times in ten battles, and you and Uncle have escaped without a trace. Only me and him are left... until today... To this day, he also has the enemy's three palms, and under the force of this vicious palm, he can't even see...he can't survive." Baoyu suddenly shouted, "Uncle Tie will never die!" Li Yinghong changed color and said: "Could it be that your internal strength can already heal his palm injury?" Baoyu nodded and said, "Exactly." Li Yinghong said in astonishment: "But...but with such vicious palm power in his body, the Qi veins are about to be cut off. If you try to save him, you may suffer great damage. You..." Bao'er smiled miserably and said: "This uncle doesn't say anything, I know it too, but in the past Uncle Tie risked his life to save me, even if I risked my life to save him today, it's justified, not to mention it's just a mere internal damage." Having said that, he suddenly picked up Marquis Tie Wen's body and rushed to the door. Tie Wa was shocked and said: "Brother, you... what are you going to do?" Baoyu didn't turn his head back, and said in his mouth: "If anyone asks, just say that I have gone to heal Uncle Tie's wounds, and I will be back tomorrow morning..." When Tie Wa chased him out, how could he catch up with him? When Mo Buqu, Wan Ziliang and the others returned to the inn, they could no longer see Bao'er, only Tie Wa standing with a sad face in shock, and Li Yinghong bowed her head sadly and was speechless. Gongsun Wuzhi was shocked and said, "Where did Bao'er go?" Tie Wa stammered and told the story, and Mo Buqu stamped her feet and said, "I told you to watch him, you...you..." Niu Tiewa said with a bitter face: "Brother wants to leave, Tie Wa can neither stop nor catch up." Jin Buwei suddenly stood up and said, "Let's go find him!" Gongsun Buzhi shook his head with a long sigh and said, "There is no need to look for it." Jin Buwei said in a hurry: "Why don't you need to look for it? If you want to save the wounded, you don't need him to do it, we can save it too, but he...how can he save the wounded for others tonight?" Gongsun Buzhi's face was full of pain, and he said slowly: "He must have known that Uncle Tie was seriously injured and no one else could save him, so he acted on his own; he must also know that we will stop him, so he went away quietly... all of this He must have already made up his mind to do this. Even if we look for him, it will be useless." Jin was not afraid of "jumping" and fell to the bed, unable to stand up again.Jin Zulin stomped his feet, Yang Bunuo thumped the wall, Wei Buguanyang was stunned, Ximen Buwei walked around the room. Li Yinghong was moved and said: "Look at everyone, could it be..." Mo Buqu said in a deep voice: "Bao'er will have a big battle tomorrow morning, this battle is really related to his life, if he loses his internal strength today, I'm afraid..." Before he could finish his sentence, Li Yinghong's complexion had already changed drastically, and he said in a trembling voice: "So, I... Didn't I harm him?" Mo Buqu said sadly: "How can this be your fault?" Li Yinghong bowed her head and said: "It turns out that he knew this, but he still wanted to save people; it turned out that he would rather sacrifice himself, or...or..." His voice was choked up, and he couldn't continue. His face was full of self-blame and guilt, and the pain in Mo Buqu's and others' hearts was even more difficult to express. Several people had tears in their eyes, and they couldn't help but burst out of their eyes. Shi Buwei suddenly said: "Okay!" Jin Buwei said angrily: "This is the end, what's the matter?" Shi Buwei stopped talking, but Wan Ziliang sighed deeply: "The word 'good' that Shi Sixia said must be to praise Fang Baoyu's generosity of benevolence and righteousness in sacrificing himself for others!" Mo Buqu said: "Yes, Baoyu has such a heart of benevolence and righteousness. Even if he loses the battle in the morning, he will be worthy of the sky and the people. We should be happy to have such a nephew. " Although he said he was happy, tears were already streaming from his eyes. The sound of the rooster announced the dawn, and the window paper gradually turned white, but Baoyu had not yet returned. In everyone's minds, Benjue had a very long night, but until now, Baoyu had not returned, but everyone could not help but complain that the dawn came too early. At the beginning of the night rain, the earth is still covered with a layer of crystal-like coat, and under the light of the morning sun, it looks even more brilliant and brilliant. Mo Buqu and the others pushed out the window and looked out, only to see the distant mountains smiling red, and the nearby trees green like washing.But even if this beautiful scenery is picturesque, how can it dispel the anxiety in their hearts. Jin Buwei stamped his feet and said, "Damn it, why haven't you come back?" Wei Buguan said: "Don't worry, he will be back soon." Jin Buwei said loudly: "You want me not to worry, but why are you sweating on your own head?" Wei Buqian smiled and said, "This is oil and water on the fat man's head, what kind of sweat?" Everyone also wanted to laugh a few times, but when they opened their mouths, no one could laugh out loud. Jin looked out the window eagerly, but saw the rising sun gradually rising and gradually shining on his head. He suddenly yelled and slammed his head against the wall. Yang Bunu had already torn the clothes on his chest to pieces, at this moment Jin Buwei bumped his head and bled again, Mo Buyi clenched his palm, the teacup in his palm instantly shattered. Li Yinghong said anxiously: "I don't know when is the battle of Bao'er?" Gongsun Buzhi smiled and said: "At this moment, I'm afraid the time has passed." Li Yinghong was startled, before Wan Ziliang could speak, Wan Ziliang said in a deep voice: "Even if Bao'er hasn't come back, we can't break our promise. No matter what, we have to go to the lakeside and inform that 'Heavenly Sword' Mei Qian." Mo Buyi said: "It should be so." But since he stood up, there was a loud noise coming along with the wind, everyone's expressions changed when they heard the sound, Gongsun Buzhi sighed: "I'm afraid we don't need you and me to go." Don't give up and say softly: "Go out and have a look."Everyone followed one after another, but saw a crowd of people swarming from the shore of the lake. There was a crowd of people, and there was a lot of noise, but people said, "It's over there at the inn." "How do you know? I'm afraid..." "Look, someone has come out of the inn." "Ah! That seems to be Hero Wan." "Who is Fang Baoyu? Where is Fang Baoyu?" At first, there was a person who was tall or short, with strong muscles and bones. His bronze face was full of traces of weathering, his eyes were as blue as sea water, shining like stars, and his footsteps carried the feeling of long-term drifting on the water. The strength and stability unique to Haike.As long as he stands far away from you, you seem to be able to smell a fresh sea salty smell from him. Wan Ziliang took a deep breath and said, "Heavenly Saber Meiqian has arrived!" "Heavenly Knife" Mei Qian was already standing straight in front of Wan Ziliang and the others. Although his brows were full of tough and rough sailor temperament, the corner of his mouth had a very chic smile. He clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Hero Wan invites you! I have been waiting for Fang Baoyu for a long time, and I heard that Fang Shaoxia stayed here last night, so I came here in a hurry." Wan Ziliang saluted immediately: "Hero Laomei has been waiting for a long time, please forgive me." Mei Qian said with a smile: "I've been longing to see Fang Shaoxia's demeanor for a long time, that's why I'm so impatient. I wonder if I can invite Fang Shaoxia out to meet you at this moment?" Wan Ziliang gave a dry "cough" and said in a low voice, "This... this..." He couldn't speak, so he had to turn his head to look at Mo Buqu and the others, and Mo Buqu and the others looked at each other in blank dismay, Wan Ziliang could only forced a smile and said, "He's not here." Mei Qian asked in surprise, "Where did you go?" Wan Ziliang suddenly bent down and coughed, coughing continuously. Jin Buwei couldn't help but said loudly: "Where did he go, we don't know." Mei Qian was stunned for a moment, then changed his expression and said: "This battle is an appointment made by Fang Shaoxia and everyone. I will come on time as ordered, but Fang Shaoxia has disappeared without a trace. This... is this deliberately teasing me?" Before he could finish his sentence, voices from behind shouted loudly: "Fang Baoyu has slipped away!" "This is really a joke. I dated someone else, but I was so scared that I slipped away." "So Fang Baoyu is really a pussy!" "Ask Fang Baoyu to come out...Ask Fang Baoyu to come out...Ask Fang Baoyu..." Mo Buqu, Jin Buwei and others were about to burst their hearts, but they couldn't. Jin Zulin opened his arms and shouted loudly: "Everyone, please listen to my explanation." Although his voice was high-pitched, it was instantly drowned out by angry shouts from all around: "Get out! Who wants to listen to your explanation? We only need Fang Baoyu to come out and fight Hero Mei. Get out of here... Get out! Get out! Get out of here ..." Jin Zulin's hands and feet trembled, his fists clenched tightly, but he couldn't stop shaking.Wan Ziliang pulled him back, and sighed in a deep voice: "Bao'er is not here at the moment, nor is the injured Tie Wenhou. Even if you say something wrong now, who will believe it?" Gongsun Wuzhi suddenly walked up to Mei Qian, clasped his fists and said: "Although Fang Baoyu is not here at the moment, he will definitely be back before noon. If you are willing to let this go, Gongsun Wuzhi will definitely make him come to the residence at noon for instruction." Mei Qian said emotionally: "It turns out that your Excellency is the wise man Gongsun who is rumored in the Jianghu...Okay, I will take my leave at this moment. At noon, I will definitely wait for you in my humble house." This man who was at sea really had a great time doing things. After saying a word, he immediately clasped his fists, turned around, and shouted loudly: "If everyone thinks highly of Mei Qian, please follow Mei Qian back at this moment, and wait until noon Besides, although Mei Qian is poor, he can still afford to invite you all with deep-fried sesame seed cakes and a big bowl of hot soy milk. If you still stay here, you think Mei Qian’s soy milk is sour. But Mei Qian might as well tell you a secret , My mother-in-law's soy milk is soaked in burning knives." Some of the group of heroes around laughed loudly, and someone shouted: "A man like Mei Daxia tells us to drink urine, so we will drink it too. But we don't bother to touch Fang Baoyu's golden soup and silver water." bump." Amidst the laughter, one after another followed Mei Qian and left, but some people still couldn't help ridiculing and cursing because they felt that they had been fooled by Fang Baoyu.