Chapter 18 Chapter 17 The Heart of a Gentleman

The people are gone, and the candle will be disabled. The flickering candlelight illuminated Lian Chengbi's handsome, gentle, and calm face, making his face seem to be a little agitated. But when he broke the candlestick and the candle flame stabilized, his face immediately became calm again. Maybe too quiet. Shen Bijun picked up a glass of wine, put it down again, suddenly smiled, and said, "I drank wine today." Lian Chengbi smiled and said: "I also drank a little, the night is getting colder, drinking some wine will warm you up." Shen Bijun was silent for a while, and said, "You... have you ever been drunk?"

Lian Chengbi smiled and said: "Only people who can drink well can get drunk, and I think it's not easy to get drunk." Shen Bijun sighed, and said quietly: "That's right, getting drunk can relieve a thousand worries, but it's a pity that not everyone is lucky enough to get drunk." Lian Chengbi was also silent for a while, before he smiled and said: "But if you want to drink, I can also drink two glasses with you." Shen Bijun smiled sweetly and said: "I know, no matter what I want to do, you always try your best to stay with me." Lian Chengbi slowly poured a glass of wine, put it in front of her, sighed suddenly, and said, "It's a pity that I spend so little time with you, otherwise these things wouldn't have happened."

Shen Bijun fell silent again, for a long time, and suddenly asked: "Do you know what happened in the past two months?" Lian Chengbi said: "I... I know everything, but I don't know much about it." Shen Bijun said: "Why don't you ask?" Lian Chengbi said: "You have said a lot." Shen Bijun bit his lip and said, "But why don't you ask me how I met Xiao Shishilang? Why didn't you ask me how I saw him every day?" Why?She suddenly became very excited, but Lian Chengbi just stared at her tenderly. He still didn't say anything, just said: "Because I trust you."

Although this sentence is only six short words, it includes everything. Shen Bijun seemed to be insane. Unlimited tenderness and infinite love suddenly rushed into her heart at this moment, and her heart could hardly hold so much. She drank the wine in the glass quickly, and suddenly fell down on the table, crying bitterly. If Lian Chengbi questioned her, or even scolded her, she would feel better. Because she really didn't do anything to apologize to him. But he was still so gentle and trusting to her, always caring about her, always thinking of her, afraid of hurting her in the slightest.

Instead, she felt an indescribable guilt in her heart. Because in the past two months, she didn't miss him the way he missed her. At first, she only felt that she owed Xiao Shishilang a little, but now she realized that she owed Lian Chengbi a lot, which she could never repay in her life. This feeling was like a knife that split her heart in two. She simply didn't know what to do. Lian Chengbi stared at her, as if he was also crazy. This was the first time his wife showed her true feelings in front of him and cried bitterly. He didn't know how to comfort her, because he didn't know what pain was in her heart, and he suddenly realized that the distance between him and his wife's heart was so far away.

After an unknown amount of time, he slowly stood up, slowly stretched out his hand, and gently stroked his wife's soft hair. He just stretched out his hand, then withdrew it, stood quietly for a while, and said softly: "You are tired and need to rest. If you have anything to say, let's talk about it tomorrow. Tomorrow... Tomorrow must be a fine and sunny day." Shen Bijun seemed to be tired from crying, and lay down on the table, as if he had fallen asleep. But where can she sleep? She heard her husband go out gently and close the door gently, and she also felt his hand gently stroking her hair, every move was so gentle and considerate.

But in her heart, she only hoped that her husband could be rough on her once, pull her hair hard, pull her up, and hold her in his arms. Although she was a little disappointed in her heart, she couldn't express her gratitude. Because she knew that he was so gentle before, so gentle now, and will be the same in the future.Never hurt her, force her. Now, having cried a lot, she suddenly felt much better in her heart. "The past is all in the past." "As long as Xiao Shishilang's injustice can be cleared and he can raise his head and start a new life, I have finally paid him back."

"From now on, I will wholeheartedly be Lian Chengbi's faithful wife, and I will do my best to make him happy." She was determined to do so. A man who has made up his mind always feels calmer. But for some reason, tears flowed down her cheeks again... The night is as cool as water. The stone steps are also very cool. Sitting on the stone steps, Lian Chengbi felt a burst of coolness coming up to his body, his back, and his heart. There seemed to be a flame burning in his heart. "How did she meet Xiao Shishilang?" "Why does she want to be with Xiao Shishilang every day?"

"What have they been doing for the past two months? Why didn't she come back until today?" These questions, like a poisonous snake, were gnawing at his heart. It would be better if he asked these words clearly. But he is a polite gentleman, he never asks what others don't say. "But if I don't ask her, she should tell me herself." "Why didn't she tell? What else is she hiding?" He tried his best to keep himself calm and trust his wife. But he can't. His heart will never be as peaceful as it seems on the surface. Seeing his wife's expression when she mentioned the name "Xiao Shishilang" and seeing her pain and sorrow, he suddenly felt that the distance between Xiao Shishilang and his wife might be much closer than him.

For the first time he felt that he didn't know his wife at all. Was it all because he hadn't had a chance to know her himself, or had she never given him a chance to get to know her? Autumn is deep, and even the leaves of the sycamore trees are falling. He suddenly found that Zhao Wuji, Tu Xiaotian, Hai Lingzi and Li Gang came out from the east wing, the four of them had already removed their long gowns, only wearing tight clothes. When they saw Lian Chengbi sitting alone on the stone steps, they seemed a little surprised. The four of them hesitated, looked at each other, and finally came over.

Zhao Wuji walked in the front, forced to smile, and said, "Master Lian still not asleep?" They were originally considered brothers, but now Zhao Wuji suddenly called him "Young Master", one person will suddenly become very polite only when he is wary of another person. Lian Chengbi just smiled lightly and said, "You guys haven't slept either." Zhao Wuji smiled even harder, and said: "We...we still have something to do, we want to take a walk outside." Lian Chengbi nodded slowly and said, "I know." Zhao Wuji's eyes flickered, and said: "Young Master Lian already knows what we are going to do?" Lian Chengbi was silent for a while, then said slowly, "I don't know." Zhao Wuji finally smiled, and said: "There are some things that even Young Master really don't know." There was a faint neighing sound from outside. It turned out that they had already prepared the horses. Hai Lingzi suddenly said: "Your Master, do you want to go with us?" Lian Chengbi was silent for a while, and said slowly: "There are some things, it's better not to let me go." So all four of them left. These four people are all top martial arts masters, naturally they don't make any sound when they move, but the horses are different, the hooves of galloping horses can be heard far away. So after they went out, they led the horses for a long walk before getting on and galloping. Why are these four people in such a hurry?so secretive? The lights in the east wing were still on. Lian Chengbi sat quietly for a long time, as if waiting for the excitement on his face to calm down, and then he walked over slowly. The door was open, and Situ Zhongping was washing his hands in the room. He washed it over and over again, so carefully that it seemed that his hands were stained with blood that could never be washed off. Maybe what he wants to wash is not his hands, but his heart. Lian Chengbi stood outside the door, looking at him quietly. Situ Zhongping didn't look back, and suddenly said: "Did you see them go out?" Lian Chengbi said: "Yes." Situ Zhongping said: "Of course you know what they are going out for?" Lian Chengbi kept her mouth shut, as if refusing to answer this sentence. Situ Zhongping sighed, and said: "You must also know that no matter what kind of person Xiao Shishilang is, they will never let him go. If Xiao Shishilang is not dead, they are afraid they won't even be able to sleep .” Lian Chengbi suddenly smiled and said, "What about you?" Situ Zhongping said: "Me?" Lian Chengbi said lightly: "If you hadn't discovered Xiao Shishilang's whereabouts, how would they have found it?" Situ Zhongping's washing of his hands suddenly stopped, paused in mid-air, and after a long time, he took a cloth towel from the shelf, wiped his hands slowly, and said, "But I didn't say anything to them." Lian Chengbi said: "Of course you don't need to say anything anymore. Because when you want to inquire, you have deliberately kept Li Gang here, and that is enough. Of course you know the hatred between Li Gang and Xiao Shishilang." Situ Zhongping said: "I didn't go with them either." Lian Chengbi said: "As the head of the seventy-two bodyguard bureaus, you must be extremely cautious in your actions and not act rashly." Situ Zhongping said: "But killing Xiao Shishilang is to eliminate harm for Jianghu. Not only is it not a shameful thing, but it is also very glorious." Lian Chengbi said: "Maybe it's because you don't want to offend Mr. Bi, or maybe it's because you're afraid that someone will find out that Xiao Shishilang died of injustice in the future, so you'd rather stay out of it than share the brilliance." He smiled, and continued indifferently: "The four characters of 'Stable as Mount Tai', chief escort Situ, really deserve their reputation." Situ Zhongping turned around suddenly, staring at Lian Chengbi with a strange smile in his eyes and said, "What about you?" Lian Chengbi said: "Me?" Situ Zhongping said: "You knew that I was deliberately snooping on Xiao Shishilang's whereabouts and what they were going to do, but you didn't intend to stop them. Why are you blaming me now?" Lian Chengbi stopped talking. Situ Zhongping said with a leisurely smile: "Although you didn't go with them, it was only because you knew that Xiao Shishilang was drunk and they would surely get it. In fact, why don't you want to put Xiao Shishilang to death in your heart! And your reasons are much stronger than ours..." Having said that, his expression suddenly changed. Lian Chengbi turned his head involuntarily, followed him to look at the past. He immediately found that Shen Bijun was standing in the yard at some point. Shen Bijun's whole body was trembling, and tears kept streaming down like broken pearls. Lian Chengbi took a long breath and said softly, "You should have been asleep..." He walked over step by step, and Shen Bijun stepped back step by step. Lian Chengbi continued softly: "It's very cold in the yard. If you want to come out, you need at least some extra clothes." Shen Bijun suddenly cried out, hissing: "Don't come near me!" With tears in her eyes, she gritted her teeth and continued, "I only know now that you are such heroes, such gentlemen..." Before she finished speaking, she turned around and rushed out without looking back! Drunk, really drunk. When I am really drunk, there is neither pain nor pleasure, neither past nor future, not even the present, because my mind has become blank. When you are really drunk, you don't think of others or yourself, and even what you do seems to be done by others, and has nothing to do with yourself. When a person is really drunk, what he does must be what he usually wants to do, but dare not do. He must do this for one person. This person must be unforgettable and unforgettable. Even if his mind has become blank, even if he is drunk to death, this person is still in his heart, still in his heart. His bone marrow has been entangled with his soul. He will do this desperately, but he doesn't know what he is doing, because his heart has been pinched by that person. Only those who have really been drunk can understand this feeling. Xiao Shishilang jumped up suddenly, rushed to the counter, grabbed the shopkeeper's lapel, and said, "Bring it!" The shopkeeper couldn't escape, he couldn't get away, his face turned pale with fright, and he said in a trembling voice, "Take...what are you taking?" Xiao Shishilang said: "The gold hairpin...the gold hairpin..." Sober people are always a little scared of drunk people. Xiao Shishilang snatched the golden hairpin, staggered a few steps, and suddenly fell to the ground, but did not stand up. He just sat there, holding the golden hairpin in his hand, staring at it bewilderedly. Maybe he didn't even know what he was looking at?What are you thinking about? He was just calling Shen Bijun's name over and over again. Because Shen Bijun is not in his mind, but in his bone marrow, blood, and bottom of his heart, and has been entangled with his soul. Why should he think about it? The shopkeeper also understood, and sighed secretly in his heart: "This man and woman are very compatible and in love, why did they have to break up?" Xiao Shishilang stared obsessively, and repeatedly called in a low voice...Suddenly he fell on the ground and burst into tears.Cry like a child. Even the shopkeeper's heart was sour. "If that girl saw him like this, would she still have the heart to leave him?" The shopkeeper secretly rejoiced that he had never been so infatuated with emotions in his life, so painful, and now he passed the age of inverting emotions. But he didn't know that people who have not experienced this kind of emotion will inevitably have a blank in their lives, and this blank is exactly what nothing else can fill. "The Tao is not to love each other, and lovesickness makes people grow old. After a few careful considerations, it is better to lovesick..." The sound of horseshoes and galloping footsteps could be heard faintly outside the door. Suddenly, "bang, bang, bang", three loud shocks. The windows on three sides were kicked into pieces, three people leaped to the ground, one stood at the door, holding a green long sword, their faces were greener and colder than the sword, it was Hai Lingzi, the number one master in Hainan! Xiao Shishilang still didn't seem to feel anything, he was still sitting there, staring at the gold hairpin in his hand bewilderedly, calling Shen Bijun's name in a low voice. He was really drunk. Zhao Wuji jumped in from the window on the left, his eyes were shining, and he said with a smile: "Unexpectedly, Xiao Shishilang, the murderous 'thief', is actually a passionate seed." Li Gang sneered and said: "No wonder Shen Bijun wants to defend him, it turns out that the two of them have already... hum!" Shen Bijun, someone is talking about Shen Bijun. Xiao Shishilang suddenly raised his head and stared at Li Gang. In fact, he may not have seen anything, but his eyes looked so terrible. Li Gang involuntarily took a step back. Hai Lingzi sternly said: "Don't wait for him to wake up, act quickly!" While drinking, the sword in his hand turned into lightning, stabbing towards Xiao Shishilang's throat. Xiao Shishilang may not know that this sword could kill him, but the martial arts that he has never put down for twenty years have also melted into his soul. He waved. Hearing a "ding", the gold hairpin in his hand met Hai Lingzi's sword evenly! The world-renowned No. 1 swordsman in Hainan was shocked by his small gold hairpin and retreated two steps, he could barely hold the sword in his hand. Zhao Wuji's expression changed. Since he took over the sect of "Xiantian Wuji", although his martial arts has not improved, his style has grown a lot. No matter where he goes, no one has ever seen him with a weapon. But at this time, he pulled out a fine steel soft sword from his waist, and drew a circular arc obliquely. The martial arts of the "Xiantian Wuji" sect emphasizes: "Braking with stillness, waiting for work with leisure, attacking with defense, and fighting slow with speed." Before he made a move with his sword, he only heard the sound of the gust of wind, and a dry chimney was ahead of him, hitting the "Canghai" point under Xiao Shishilang's spine. Although Tu Xiaotian's people looked uncouth and even a little old-fashioned, they were really ruthless, accurate and fast in their attacks! Relying on his status, Zhao Wuji pretended to be calm, and always took time to make his moves, not seeking to be aggressive, but when he saw Tu Xiaotian's attack, his wrist trembled suddenly, and the fine steel soft sword carried a sharp wind, and slanted towards Xiao Shishilang The large blood vessel at the back of the right neck, as long as this sword is successful, Xiao Shishilang will bleed profusely, until he dies. On the other side, before Hai Lingzi could catch his breath, he swung his sword and rushed forward again. Hainan swordsmanship is known for its lightness, swiftness, fierceness, and sharpness. The swordsmen of Hainan's sect do nothing if they don't make a move. Once they make a move, they must be killers who want to kill people immediately! Xiao Shishilang has never been defeated since his debut.No matter who can kill him, it is a great thing. The nameless person will become famous immediately, and the famous person will become even more famous, so these three people are scrambling to strike first, as if they are afraid of being snatched away. Divide brilliance. There was another "ding" sound, and sparks flew everywhere. Hai Lingzi's sword unexpectedly met Zhao Wuji's sword edge. Xiao Shishilang's men had already rolled out from under the edge of the sword. When the two swords struck each other, Hai Lingzi and Zhao Wuji couldn't help but blushed a little, and they shook out a sword flower, and they were about to turn around and pursue. But hearing the sound of "Peng", Xiao Shishilang's body suddenly flew up, and hit the counter with a "bang", with blood dripping from the corners of his nose and mouth. He was so drunk that he didn't see Li Gang who was standing in the corner all the time. Zhao Wuji, Hai Lingzi, and Tu Xiaotian rushed to make a move, but Li Gang took advantage of it and took the lead. With a straight face, Hai Lingzi sneered and said, "Brother Li's Thirty-Sixth Road slamming stele is indeed well-deserved. If there is a chance in the future, I will definitely learn from it." There was never a smile on Li Gang's face at all, and he said coldly: "There must be opportunities, I will teach you at any time." At this moment, another "ding" sound was heard. It turned out that when these two people were talking, Tu Xiaotian saw that the opportunity was rare, how could he miss it?The pipe in the palm of the hand hit the "Baihui" acupoint on the top of Xiao Shishilang's head. Unexpectedly, Zhao Wuji's sword followed, whether it was intentional or unintentional, the sword edge slashed across the pipe, and Tu Xiaotian's move went astray. But his pipe is made of fine steel, which is extremely heavy. Zhao Wuji's sword was also shaken by him and flew up obliquely, their eyes met, although they both wanted to force a smile, but that expression was much uglier than crying. Li Gang sneered, and said: "This person has been hit by me. If you don't trouble everyone to take action, he will not survive." Tu Xiaotian forced a smile and said, "I have heard people say that if you want to prove whether a person is really dead, there is only one way, and that is to cut off his head first." Zhao Wuji also forced a smile and said: "Yes, I have heard this sentence before, and I have never forgotten it." Li Gang sneered and said: "It's very simple, even a three-foot boy can cut off his head..." Hai Lingzi also sneered suddenly, and said, "I'm afraid it might not be possible!" Li Gang said angrily: "Not necessarily?" He turned his gaze and his face changed. Xiao Shishilang was looking at them and laughing. Although the eyes were still hazy and bloodshot, although they were still slightly drunk, they had opened very wide at some point. If a person is dying, his eyes are definitely not like this. Zhao Wuji rolled his eyes, and said calmly: "My friend surnamed Xiao, you have been hit by the hero Li Gangli's 'Big Throwing Monument Hand', you should have closed your eyes and died quickly, why are you still laughing here with your eyes open? " Xiao Shishilang suddenly laughed out loud, so much that he couldn't breathe. Even though Li Gang was deep, he couldn't help but blushed at this moment, and shouted angrily: "What are you laughing at?" Xiao Shishilang said with a smile: "Is your 'Big Throwing Stele Hand' really as powerful as he said?" Without waiting for Li Gang's answer, he stood up suddenly, puffed out his chest, and laughed loudly: "Come, come, come, I might as well let you try to slap me twice here." Li Gang's face turned from red to green, and with a livid face, he said word by word: "This is your own humiliation, you can't blame me!" He didn't move his shoulders, didn't twist his waist, he took a step forward with his feet, and the tip of his palm protruded forward, barely touching Xiao Shishilang's chest, before he suddenly spit out his palm. This is exactly the power of the inner family "Little Tianxing". Xiao Shishilang didn't dodge or dodge, and took his palm head-on. Just listening to the sound of "Peng" is like defeating leather. But this time Xiao Shishilang still stood steadily, without moving, as if he was nailed to the ground like a nail. Li Gang's face turned pale, and he could no longer speak. He has indeed practiced the "Big Throwing Monument Hand" to 90% of the heat, even if he can't really hit the stone like powder, but if he hits it with his palm, as long as he is of flesh and blood, it is really impossible to withstand it. Unexpectedly, Xiao Shishilang looked like a man made of iron. When he slapped Xiao Shishilang's chest with his palm, he felt a potential rebound coming out. If he hadn't held his foot firmly, he might have been overwhelmed by this rebound force. Zhao Wou-ki and Hai Lingzi looked at each other, although they were a little gloating, but after all they were fighting against each other, they were more frightened than happy. I saw Xiao Shishilang looking at Li Gang with a smile on his face, and after a while, he suddenly asked, "Is this really 'Big Throwing of the Monument' you practiced?" Li Gang said: "Hmph." Xiao Shishilang said with a smile: "In my opinion, this will definitely not be a big throwing of the stele hand, but another kind of kung fu." Zhao Wuji glanced at Li Gang, and deliberately asked: "But I don't know which kind of kung fu?" Xiao Shishilang looked around and said with a smile: "I happen to have learned this skill before, so I'll show you how to practice it." He is not too picky about his food, as long as it is made of beans, whether it is tofu, dried tofu, oily tofu, or dried shredded, he likes to eat it very much. But once he drank too much, he couldn't eat anything, so even though he ordered a plate of braised tofu just now, he left more than half of it and put it on the table over there. At this moment, he walked over unsteadily, stretched out his hand to fish out a few pieces of tofu from the plate, and threw it heavily on the ground. The tofu was naturally smashed to pieces immediately. Xiao Shishilang put on a serious face, and said: "This kung fu is called 'Tofu Throwing Hand', and it is the same kung fu as 'Big Throwing Monument Hand', but it was taught by my wife." Others didn't know what he was doing at first, but after hearing this, they realized that Xiao Shishilang was not only superb in martial arts, but also superior in stinky skills. Hai Lingzi was the first to laugh out loud. At this moment, he couldn't laugh at all, and he had never laughed like this in his life, but when he thought of the expression on Li Gang's face, he laughed even if he couldn't, and he laughed very loudly. When others laughed, Xiao Shishilang laughed too, bending his waist so much. In fact, he couldn't laugh either. In the past 20 years, countless people have died under Li Gang's "Big Throwing of the Stele Hand". Xiao Shishilang received two palms from him, and the internal injuries he suffered were already serious. But people who are drunk often don't care about the benefits and the seriousness. They will say what they obviously can't say when they are drunk, and they will do what they can't do. Because after drinking, a person who is obviously only five feet tall will suddenly feel that he is eight feet tall, and a person who is obviously powerless will also feel that he is a strong man. That's why drunk people often like to find someone to fight, no matter whether they can fight well or not, they will fight first, even the smartest people will become idiots when they get drunk. If Xiao Shishilang was sober, of course he would never take Li Gang's palm with his own flesh and blood, but it's a pity that when Xiao Shishilang was drunk, he was no different from anyone else. Although Tu Xiaotian was also laughing, he paid close attention to Xiao Shishilang's every move. Ginger is old and spicy after all. Tu Xiaotian lived 20 or 30 years longer than others. These 20 or 30 years were not in vain. Although he was smiling on his face, there was no smile in his eyes at all. He suddenly said: "I have learned this skill before. of." Xiao Shishilang laughed and said, "Oh? Do you want to try it too?" Tu Xiaotian said: "That's exactly what I mean." After saying these four characters, the dry tobacco pipe in his palm has also been shot out. I only felt his wrist vibrate, one pipe seemed to become three, and hit Xiao Shishilang's chest Xuanji, Rugen and Jiangtai respectively. Tu Xiaotian is known as the number one acupoint acupressure expert in the country, for this "Three Pools Reflecting the Moon", one move for three acupoints, looking around the world, there are very few people who can match it. Xiao Shishilang's body didn't move at all, his right hand was like catching a fly, and when he grabbed it outward, the dry tobacco pipe came into his hands inexplicably. Tu Xiaotian's face suddenly became whiter than paper. Xiao Shishilang laughed and said, "I only drink and don't smoke. I'm useless with this thing." He bent his hands, as if he wanted to break the pipe, but he didn't know that the pipe was made of fine steel. Before he could break it, he suddenly yelled and heard a "ding", although the pipe was held by him. He had to fall out and hit the wall, but he also spurted out a mouthful of blood, all sprayed on Tu Xiaotian's body. Tu Xiaotian seemed to have been stunned, and was shocked by the blood, turned around suddenly, and punched Xiao Shishilang in the chest with an elbow. This time Xiao Shishilang couldn't stand it anymore, and his body was also thrown flying, but seeing the flash of sword light, Zhao Wuji's sword pierced into his armpit like lightning. No chariots or horses were found. Jun Shen Bi's strength was almost exhausted, and he could hardly catch his breath. But even if she died from exhaustion, she would not stop. "I will never let Xiao Shishilang die because of me, I will save him no matter what." She had only this one thought in her mind, and she didn't care about anything else. The night was very quiet. She identified the direction and flew with all her strength. If there was a wall in front of her, she would fly over the wall. If there was a house in front of her, she would fly over the house, regardless of whose wall yard or house it was. She didn't dare to do this kind of thing before, but now she doesn't care. As long as Xiao Shishilang can be saved, she doesn't care what she is asked to do. A dark cloud covered it, covering up the stars and the moon. Shen Bijun suddenly realized that he had lost his way! Xiao Shishilang fell under the corner of the wall, panting. Although his eyes are squinted, it seems that he can't open them, but his eyes are very clear. He finally sobered up. It was better if he didn't wake up from the wine. Once he woke up from the wine, he suddenly felt that his whole body was in pain as if it was about to split apart—the wine had turned into cold sweat and flowed out. Tu Xiaotian looked up and laughed loudly: "I'm afraid that even a three-foot boy can cut off his head now." Zhao Wuji smiled and said: "Since that's the case, let me come down and do it!" Tu Xiaotian suddenly stopped laughing, and said, "Wait a minute." Zhao Wuji frowned, and said, "What are you waiting for?" Tu Xiaotian said with a smile: "I killed him, how dare you work the master to cut off his head." Zhao Wuji looked up to the sky and laughed a few times, "Unexpectedly, Brother Tu has also learned to use a sword recently." Tu Xiaotian was stunned, and said coldly: "I'm old, I don't want to learn sword anymore, but fortunately, this tube of dry smoke may not be less useful than a sword?" Zhao Wuji smiled leisurely: "This man's fatal wound is obviously a sword wound, anyone can see it, if Brother Tu didn't use a sword, where did the sword wound come from?" Tu Xiaotian's face changed, and he sneered, "If it wasn't for the old man's punch, I'm afraid this sword would never get on his clothes again." Li Gangtu also sneered, and said: "If he hadn't suffered internal injuries, Your Excellency's head would have been the same as this pipe." Hai Lingzi said coldly: "He still has the guts to make a move when he stands there without moving. Such a gentleman is very rare!" Li Gang said angrily: "What qualifications do you have to speak? Have you ever touched his hair?" Hai Lingzi sternly said, "At least I didn't take advantage of others and take advantage of them." Suddenly Xiao Shishilang sighed and murmured: "It looks like my head must be worth a lot, otherwise how could these people snatch it from each other like a dog snatching a bone?" The faces of the four people were green and white, and none of them could speak. Xiao Shishilang said: "I'm suffering from a terrible headache. I wish someone could cut it off. If you have the guts, come and get it!" He suddenly smiled at Tu Xiaotian, and said, "But are you really sure that you can cut off my head now?...Why don't you come and try?" Tu Xiaotian's face turned pale, but he involuntarily took half a step back. Xiao Shishilang shifted his gaze to Zhao Wuji, and said, "What about you? You were the one who rushed to do it just now, why don't you come now?" Zhao Wuji's hand was tightly gripping the hilt of the sword, cold sweat was already dripping from his palm. Xiao Shishilang gasped, and said: "The disciples of the Hainan Sword Sect have always been dark-hearted and courageous, so they must have dared not make a move." Hai Lingzi trembled with anger, but he still didn't dare to stab the sword in his hand. Centipede insects are dead but not stiff, and ligers and tigers are dying, but they still have power. Xiao Shishilang said: "As for you..." He suddenly stared at Li Gang's face like a knife, and said with a sneer: "You are a real gentleman who can't see the color, I have already seen through you, as long as you dare to take a step forward now, I will kill you immediately under my feet!" Li Gang's face was ashen, and cold sweat dripped from his head, but his feet seemed to have been nailed to the ground, and he could no longer move half a step forward! Xiao Shishilang suddenly laughed again. Zhao Wuji couldn't help asking: "What are you laughing at?" Xiao Shishilang said: "I'm laughing at you four gutless idiots!" He laughed loudly and continued: "Actually, my head has long been waiting for you to cut it off. No matter who among you four comes to do it, I am powerless to resist. It's just ridiculous that none of you have the courage!" The faces of the four were red and white, and they were so scolded that they couldn't lift their heads! Xiao Shishilang said: "Although my head is waiting for someone to take it, it is not worthy of you four!" He suddenly pulled out the knife at his waist, looked up and said with a long smile: "Xiao Shishilang, Xiao Shishilang, I never thought that no one would dare to cut off your beautiful head, and in the end you have to do it yourself! " Zhao Wuji suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute!" Xiao Shishilang gasped, and laughed loudly: "If you want to cut it now, it's too late. One day in the future, people in the world will know that Xiao Shishilang just died by his own hands! You four Great heroes and knights can only watch from the sidelines." Zhao Wou-ki said lightly: "We are not heroes in the first place, if we hadn't known that you were drunk, maybe we wouldn't have dared to come here." Xiao Shishilang said: "That's not bad." Zhao Wuji smiled and said: "But how do we know that you are here? How do we know that you are drunk?" Xiao Shishilang's expression suddenly changed, and he said sharply, "How did you know?" Zhao Wou-ki said leisurely: "Who told us this, can't you still think of it?" He continued with a sneer: "Mrs. Lian has hated you to the bone, and asked us to chop you up, so I got you drunk first. It's just ridiculous that you are still holding her gold hairpin, intoxicated with yourself. Aren't you better than me?" How much more ridiculous are we?" Xiao Shishilang suddenly roared wildly and rushed forward! The blood on his wound had already congealed, but with this force, the wound burst again, and fresh blood flowed out one by one. But the power of this knife is still unstoppable. Zhao Wuji waved his sword to meet him, with a sound of "ding", his tiger's jaw was shattered, and he couldn't hold the sword in his hand! His whole body was numb from the shock of the knife, his legs went limp, and he fell down. Xiao Shishilang's second knife has been cut again. Zhao Wou-ki was heartbroken, he didn't care about his status anymore, he rolled on the spot, rolled seven or eight feet, hit the corner of the counter with a "bang", a big hole was immediately knocked out of his forehead. Xiao Shishilang has chased after him again. Zhao Wuji was frightened out of his wits, he saw that his saber had been raised, and suddenly fell to the ground with a "dang", his body shook, and he also fell down.