sinovels Chapter 29 Why
Chapter 29 Why
Wen Xu, who was still struggling to break free from the hemp rope, clenched his teeth, and finally said something plain: "I, Luoxia Village, do things aboveboard, and there have never been those organ monsters you mentioned!"
This person was either humming or chirping with a stern face, or he opened his mouth as if his nose was going to go up to the sky, his eyes were staring, and his expression was vicious.
Wu Jin glanced at him, let him struggle, turned his head ignorantly, and continued to think slowly with his head propped up.
Wen Xu, who was so disdainfully ignored again, snorted angrily, tied to the chair and didn't know what these people wanted, he felt extremely humiliated in his heart, and couldn't help but shouted: "If you want to kill the demon girl, kill her. I won't tell you a single word about the things in Luoxia Manor!"
Wu Jin ignored him, but Yan Qimo stood up when she heard the words, and walked from the table to Wen Xu's side.All of a sudden, he was so startled that he gripped the handle of the chair tightly with both hands.
Yan Qimo tapped his acupoints twice casually, pulled the hemp rope off the chair, and picked him up by his shoulders.Looking back at Wu Jin, he said, "Take him to Luoxia Manor, and let him see the things in the secret room."
Since Wen Xu couldn't explain it himself, let him go to the villa to see the secret room clearly.
When the three of them came out of Luoxia Manor, they found the nearest inn to settle down, and it didn't take too long to turn back now.
It's just that when he returned to Luoxia Manor after a few days, the scene he saw was completely different.Even Wen Xu couldn't help showing surprise.
The two majestic lion statues are still squatting on the left and right, and the red-bottomed plaque is engraved with the words "Luoxiazhuang". The fine dust was swept away without a trace.
The two red-lacquered iron gates were wide open, and in the courtyard directly opposite, an old man with white beard and hair was sitting alone.
Seeing the three of them holding their son and approaching step by step, Wen Hong squinted his eyes and sat upright, with a weird smile on his face.
"Father!" Wen Xu couldn't help exclaiming, his dantian gathered Qi and kept trying to break through the acupoints.
Wu Jin turned his head and asked Yan Qimo in a low voice: "Who is he?" It's weird enough that so many people in Luoxia Village suddenly said no, but the person in front of him is probably in his sixtieth year. Well, it's not surprising that he is old and energetic now, but the strange thing is the black air in his hall that is hard to ignore.
"The original owner of Luoxia Village, Wen Hong, was one of the ten most famous swordsmen in Jianghu 30 years ago. He was a master at that time, and he founded Luoxia Village after he got married." A few days ago, the secret whistle was also reported.
She glanced at Wen Xu, and said: "It's a pity that when I got older, my son couldn't do it. Even if he took over Luoxia Village, he would be an ordinary person of little use."
"You...!" Wen Xu gritted his teeth angrily, and was about to refute something, but his eyes dimmed before his words.
That's right, how could my own kung fu be half as good as my father's?
But my father is old, and the top ten swordsmen are still the glory of their youth, so now they have to deal with the three people around him, I am afraid they are also powerless.
Wen Xu cast worried eyes on his father, but he saw that he stood up from the chair in a hurry and took two steps forward.
At this moment, the three of them had entered the gate of the villa, and the distance between Wen Hong and Wen Hong was only ten feet away. The more Wu Jin looked at the looming black air on his forehead, the more strange and suspicious he felt, and he couldn't help but look him up a few more times.
Body, hands and feet, and...Wu Jin looked at the rough skin along the side of his palm, somehow reminded him of the exercise pile with his name engraved on it in the darkroom.
"So it's you!" Wu Jin suddenly pointed at Wen Hong and exclaimed.
Yan Qimo, who also reacted, threw Wen Xu away at this time, looked at Wen Hong in the yard, and frowned.
It seems that Wen Xu really didn't know about it, he didn't even know what his own father had done in the villa, he was a complete fool who was kept in the dark.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time, old man." Wen Hong didn't even look at his son, but his eyes never left the three people who barged in. "I thought it would take some effort to find someone, but I didn't expect you to come to the door by yourself." gone."
After being thrown away, Wen Xu fell against the wall, staring in front of him in confusion, only to hear Wu Jin Qingling's voice asking: "These monsters you raised? They are all dead."
Wen Hong snorted coldly, and said with a smile: "It's not a pity to die for mere ants, they are the test subjects for sacrifice!" As he spoke, centering on where he was standing, a scalp-numbing powerful true energy surged out , swept around like a wave. "You are more damned than them!"
For a moment, sand and stones were flying in Luoxia Village, and finely broken stones and gravels flew towards the brocade continuously. In the howling wind, there were crazy laughter going up to the sky, resounding like the sound of magic.
Shui Youhan swung his sword and knocked down a few edged stones, and the stones hit the sword with great force, clanging and colliding continuously.
Sha Li laughed non-stop, slapping the three of them with waves of true energy, and even more violently when he rushed to Wu Jin's face, he was unstoppable, as if he was venting some resentment and anger.
Wen Hong's zhenqi came overwhelmingly, one by one without stopping, and he worked hard without showing fatigue. It had already far exceeded his own strength, and his internal strength was so strong that it was different from ordinary people.
Wu Jin gradually felt a little strenuous, and couldn't resist taking a small step back. Yan Qimo hurriedly reached out to support her, and stepped over to protect her behind her.
Shui glanced at it from the corner of his eyes, and immediately took six steps forward. His body was like an arrow, and he jumped up and stabbed Wen Hong with his sword.
I saw Wen Hong raised his hand, and his sleeves flicked towards the sword. The true energy in the sleeves and the cold water collided with the sword force, as if a string of firecrackers exploded one after another in a festival, bringing out strong fluctuations Spreading out, Wu Jin's body still trembled slightly under Yan Qimo's support.
Yan Qimo took half a step back, stabilized her figure, raised her sleeves to block the rising sand and stones.
Wen Hong's sleeves were filled with zhenqi and fluttered, waving like a wind, and the thin sleeves were suddenly torn apart by zhenqi, revealing the light black skin underneath which was different from ordinary people.
Unable to be astonished, a burst of zhenqi shot out of the sword and hit Shui Youhan directly, knocking her back and flying back backwards.
Shui Youhan slammed into the wall fiercely, vomited a mouthful of blood forward, and spoke weakly amidst Wu Jin's exclamation: "Be careful..."
Wu Jin panicked and just wanted to help her up, when a rustling voice suddenly sounded in her ear: "Before worrying about others, it's better to think about yourself first."
Wu Jin turned his head, his usually bright and dark eyes were stained with a little anger, and he flew out silk silks, attacking Wen Hong.
Intertwined silkworm silk wrapped around Wen Hong's side in all directions, and the silvery and pure white silk thread made his mutated skin even darker and more seductive.
These silkworm silver threads, which are as sharp as cold blades, are not worth mentioning in Wen Hong's eyes at this moment, and he burst out with energy, relying on a brute force to push the silver threads away.
"Xiao Jin, back off." Yan Qimo stretched out one hand and pushed her back, and jumped up to entangle Wen Hong alone.
But this Wen Hong was too powerful, he took some strange medicine, he raised his fist and swung it left and right, causing strong winds everywhere he hit.
No wonder he didn't even use his best swordsmanship anymore.
Yan Qimo's figure was as fast as a ghost, avoiding a head-on collision with this strange force, constantly looking for Wen Hong's flaws in the back and forth of his moves.
After all, he is a person with decades of experience in martial arts. Wen Hong is strict in offense and defense, and moves quickly. Under the stimulation of drugs, he seems to have returned to his youthful vigor.
Seeing his fists open suddenly to tear off the silk beside him, Yan Qimo flipped his palms and changed his moves, gathering energy with his left palm to pat the acupoint on his right shoulder.
Unexpectedly, Wen Hong did not evade, but leaned close to her palm, shouted in his mouth, his white hair fluttered in a mess, and he was very intimidating for a while.
Yan Qimo's palm carried the momentum of wind and thunder, and it was clearly aimed at Wenxu's right shoulder, the Tianjing acupoint. When the palm wind fell, it was suddenly reverberated and his left arm went numb, as if it had hit a hard iron body. The stronger the shock received by the person who exerted the force.
At this moment, the clothes on Wen Hong's upper body were completely torn into ragged strips, the dark skin underneath was exposed, and the black air in the Yintang room became more and more obvious.He clenched his fists and took this opportunity to rush forward, even though Yan Qimo immediately blocked with his hands horizontally, he was still shocked by the soaring force and retreated a few steps, almost unable to stand firmly.
Fortunately, Wu Jin supported her so that she would not fall in embarrassment.
"...Father." Wen Xu, who was leaning against the wall, widened his eyes in disbelief, opened his mouth for a long time and couldn't speak, even though he was full of emotions, he finally uttered a word tremblingly.
Wen Hong turned his head sideways, as if he couldn't see the astonishment he was about to express, nor did he understand the questioning in his expression, he just smiled and said: "Xu'er, good Xu'er, take a good look at these people today, how did these people lose to their father?" inner."
"...Let's go." Shui Youhan raised his sword at some point, walked to the front, and looked at Wu Jin and Yan Qimo.
Yan Qimo's situation was not much better.Just now he bumped into Wen Hong's punch head-on, and now he may have suffered a lot of injuries, but he just held on and refused to show his defeat.
Shui Youhan closed his eyes, with a little luck circulating around him, opened them again, clenched the hilt of Ling Hanjian, and repeated to the shocked Yan Qimo: "I'll block him...take Xiaojin away."
Saying that, he stopped hesitating, straightened his sword and rushed towards the grinning Wen Hong, and said firmly without looking back, "Go."
The serious injury he suffered just now has not healed, and what he is doing at this moment is nothing more than a fight between trapped beasts. Shui Youhan still doesn't know when his bowstring will be completely broken at the end of his crossbow. Reserved to welcome Wen Hong.
don't want.Wu Jin stood where she was, refusing to obey, turned her head and saw a trace of blood slid down Yan Qimo's ear, and was also reluctant to let her go forward to get hurt.
Sister Han, she has to save herself.
She broke away from Yan Qimo's hand and rushed towards Wen Hong, but before she could get close, she was blocked by a wave of true energy.At the same time, Shui Youhan's figure fell to the ground, and with the crisp sound of his wrist bone shattering, Wen Hong took Ling Han's sword away.
Wen Hong took the sword in his hand and looked at it: "Ling Hanjian, heh, it's really a good sword."
"Let... open..." Shui Youhan's mouth and nose were filled with blood, and his broken wrist bones made it difficult to stand up.
Wen Hong snorted and looked down at her: "Do you know what it's like to be trampled under your feet?" Zai, at the beginning of his twenties, he got a glimpse of the way of martial arts, at the age of 40, he was among the top ten swordsmen, at the age of 50, he still dared not slacken his efforts to improve every day, and at the age of [-], he still hadn't realized the supreme way of martial arts!"
"But what about this young girl!?" Wen Hong pointed at Wu Jin, his eyes were bloodshot, "16 years! What can she do in just 16 years? Why did she reach the realm that I have been pursuing for half my life at the age of 16?" , trampled on the old man under his feet, you said, isn't this unreasonable!?"
Shui Youhan coughed up a mouthful of blood and ignored him.Wu Jin froze in place, Yan Qimo took advantage of this time to step forward and hold her.
Wen Hong stomped heavily on Shui Youhan, and said angrily to himself: "Of course you don't understand, because you are just like her, you are also a genius! You are born with everything, and you don't need to work hard when you are born! Why, Why is this world so unfair? When I was young, the old man didn’t understand why I would always fall behind others, why there would always be younger generations constantly surpassing me and stepping on top of me! Then I finally understood..."
Wen Hong suddenly burst into laughter, and after the maddened laughter stopped, he kicked Ling Han to the ground and threw Ling Han down: "Because you are geniuses! It's so unreasonable, why are you geniuses, why! In this world Why is there a genius, it's so unfair...God, I don't agree!"
Wu Jin didn't care about this lunatic who lost his mind and muttered to himself. He just went to help the seriously injured sister Han up with his tears, and put his palm on her back. Shui Youhan stopped him.
Shui Youhan shook his head, there was still a faint smile on his pale face: "Dangerous..."
Wen Xu sat down on the ground, his eyes glazed over: "Father...you..."
"Xu'er, I have practiced hard for decades and devoted myself to the pursuit of the highest level of martial arts. I have fought hundreds of battles in my life, with countless small stations, and strived to find a breakthrough between life and death. Even in a dream, I can’t forget the tricks that are engraved in my heart. But these people, I was born 40 years later! They are not as good as I study hard, so why catch up with me! You say, my life is just a joke... "
"Yes, Wen Hong, you are a big joke now." Wu Jin helped Shui Youhan aside, stood up, her tense face and clenched fists were something Yan Qimo had never seen since she met her .
"No! The old man is justice now!" Wen Hong shouted up to the sky, and his eyes widened: "As long as you kill all of you geniuses, it will be fair! The world will be fair! Even if someone takes advantage of it, so what? I love killing geniuses the most! With the magic medicine, I can kill all of you!"
The author has something to say: Uh, Sister Han is injured, I heard that every time you add a message, her injury will be one day earlier... Ugh! (Suddenly covered mouth)
A few days ago, the leader who was stripped of his clothes appeared, followed by sister Han with a gloomy look: "Come here, drag this unscrupulous author who lied to leave a message."
Xiaomeng, who lied to leave a message, was dragged away and locked in a gloomy little black room. Before she left, she actually said this sentence, and 99% of people didn't know it——【Click to read the original text】
(Click——) "I heard that Xiaomeng will be released one day earlier for every additional message today!!!!"