Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow!

The drought is turbulent, the water surface is vast, the waves are rising and falling one after another, reflecting the moonlight. The entire river is like a black treasure at night.

Mo Lu stood on the shore and looked into the water. The wind blew the robe and floated like a fairy.

He showed his eyes at the bloodstains under his feet, turned his head and glanced at a simple boat board docked on the shore not far away, and then spoke, "It seems that this crazy guy has a detailed plan. If I hadn't thrown my sword into my chest in the end, he would have almost left safely by him."

After he finished speaking, a man slowly walked out of the shadow of the bushes behind him. The man looked gloomy and sad, frowned. He was Xia Feitan's second brother, Xia Feijian.

As soon as he showed up, he asked in a deep voice: "Which man was not caught?"

"If you don't catch it, there is no need to catch it," Mo Lu responded indifferently, "The sword penetrates the chest and back, the blade penetrates the heart and lungs, and the qi and blood cannot be changed, and you will definitely die!"

Xia Feijian's expression cleared slightly when he heard this: "Although that is the case, if I can't see people and corpses, I can't explain to my father."

"Oh?" Mo Lu said while turning around and walking back, "So, your third brother is really dead?"

"There are several knives in your body, and the vital knives are in the sword, and there is no reason not to die." Xia Feijian spread his hands.

"Isn't that just right?" Mo Lu looked at him with a smile, "You have one less obstacle to inheriting your family business. I believe your master will be very pleased to hear this news."

Xia Feijian put away the gloomy face when he heard this and said helplessly: "After that being said, the old man is also a difficult person to fool. It is better to catch the murderer directly."

Speaking of this, his eyes lit up: "Yes, I have already thought of who the murderer is. I think this person is the most likely to take action! It seems that it is not worth it that I can indulge my third brother for many years, so that he can unscrupulously and create enemies."

"Your ghost ideas are best to have some breath with your master first." Notice the expression on Xia Feijian's face, Mo Lu kept walking straight into the woods, "It would be better that the man is really the murderer, so he can save some trouble and make arrangements."

"Of course," Xia Feijian's sad expression on his face at this moment was gone, and he was replaced by a sinister sneer. "I will know if the murderer is gone, and more importantly, the escort business in Hanzhou City really needs a new helm."

Yan Luo, the two of them sank into the forest.

The shore of the drought water is repeated and calm, and only the occasional sound of water echoes.

The largest river in the northwest is nearly 3,000 miles long and is the most important canal transport center in the northwest. It flows from west to east, originates from the Western Regions, and finally reaches the North River, connecting the five northwest prefectures.

Shazhou is the most extensive prefecture and county in the northwest.

On the shore of the drought, a figure was trembling and coming up from the river. Step by step, it was quite difficult as if carrying a heavy object. Finally, after a few steps, the man sat down to the ground and gasped.

The moonlight shines, illuminating the shadows.

A slender cold light reflected from the man's body, and it turned out that a long sword was inserted into the back and came out of his chest!

"This sword blade is heartbroken and vicious. It seems that Ren Heng is really the killer who killed him. I just killed someone. Although I was prepared for a backup plan, I was still going to be killed immediately. It can be considered as a retribution for the present life. Maybe this is God's will."

This person was Chen Qian who was injured and fell into the water. At this time, his face was pale, his body trembled slightly and his body was filled with cold air, obviously very cold.

"It's a pity that I'm just going to die, but I'll have to face many troubles after leaving my parents. This time I'm killing the youngest son of the Xia family is a risky move, but after all, it's very likely that the crisis will break out early, and I accidentally got hit the sword again..."

Thinking of this, Chen Qian's face was dim, he slowly stood up, and knelt down in the direction where Hanzhou City was.

"Father, mother, your sons give me a chance to rebirth. They have cared for me for the past ten years. My father is strict and kind, but I have no repaid. I cannot help my father, be humiliated, and cannot serve my mother's family. Wealth is for being unfilial..."

In his words, he kowtowed hard. Although he traveled through time, he had already been integrated into it for ten years.

Speaking of this, Chen Qian wanted to say something, but he thought that he had nothing and was about to die, so he could not make any promises. In the end, he had to kowtow hard over and over again, and his forehead gradually became bloody and fuzzy.

Until the end, he felt the colder and his limbs gradually twitching, but his whole person's consciousness was floating in the air, and blood flowed down from his mouth and chest.

"It's almost over to the limit."

Feeling his own changes, Chen Qian's heart was very calm. He looked down at the booklet at hand that was soaked in the river water and sighed.

"I finally got the breathing method, but I no longer have the chance to comprehend it. If I could hand over this book to my senior brother, it would be better to let him go further in the Tongjin level, so that his affairs with my cousin might turn around..."

The consciousness gradually blurred, but Chen Qian muttered to himself. Gradually, a sentence from his previous life gradually became clear in his heart—

"There is a great horror between life and death..."

"But there is also a great opportunity!"

This sentence flashed, and Chen Qian shivered, as if he suddenly woke up from a dream, and his originally blurred consciousness regained.

"I have only been ten years before and after this new life. Now I die, leaving countless regrets, but the biggest regret is that I cannot see through the most magical thing in this world-"

"Martial Arts!"

"Now that I am about to die, my soul will return to heaven, but even if it is just before death, it will at least make me feel the taste of a higher level once, even if it is only once... it is good..."

While murmuring to himself, Chen Qian got the strength from somewhere, but he struggled, supported his body with his twitching legs, slowly lifted his violently trembling arms, straightened his back, and put on a stance with great effort.

The starting style of the Breaking Formation Fist is ready to go!

Slowly fold your arms, then kick out with difficulty, spit out your feet, and accumulate strength with both arms - the second move, food and grass will go first.

Retract your legs and return your strength, and both fists are released together, one forward and one backward, and the strength is stimulated - the third style, the soldiers are divided into two groups.

...

The boxing technique is performed as slow as pushing and grinding. Chen Qian's consciousness is becoming thinner, but the movement continues, and one punch and one kick is all based on instinct.

"It's good once...I want to know..."

In the words that were like a dream, Chen Qian stretched and contracted his limbs, squeezed and transmitted the heat blast in his body, and accumulated strength and exploded. Gradually, a feeling of echoing each other between his fists and feet, which became stronger and stronger.

call!

call!

call!

Chen Qian could no longer see anything in his eyes. He breathed hard, feeling the force in his body like a small dragon, and began to circle and wander around his fists and feet, slowly gathering together, rushing towards the depths of his body...

finally!

broken!

It seemed that something was shattering, and Chen Qian felt the force from his arms pouring in and pouring into his body!

Pass!

Strong arms!

"It turns out that this is the feeling of stimulation. My arms are connected and my muscles, bones and membranes vibrate together. If my body is intact, I can control the internal and external forces into one force and penetrate them step by step, and I will definitely burst out with amazing power... Wonderful... Wonderful... Wonderful... Wonderful... Wonderful..."

The word "sad" in his mouth is too slight to be found. After Chen Qian finished speaking, his method was to lose all his strength in an instant, and he lost all his strength and fell down.

Just as he fell down, a dazzling blood-colored light suddenly burst out from his chest!

In the blood color, various influences flashed by and eventually condensed into a red light ball the size of a fist.

The light ball shook slightly and rushed downwards, sank into Chen Qian's bloody forehead. Then, his forehead began to heal quickly!

At the same time, Chen Qian, who felt that he was constantly falling into the abyss, suddenly felt a red look in front of him, and a red light came to his face!

Then, a lot of information in my mind began to surge and rushed out!

Boxing!

Sword Technique!

Body skills!

Grandfather Chen Zhenliang's swords are both amazing!

The sharp eyes of father Chen Zhongkun when he held the sword!

The elegant figure of the third uncle Uncle Chen when he left!

...

One by one, they are the deepest memories of Chen Qian in the past ten years!

It's all about...

The memory of martial arts!

"Ahhh!" Chen Qian suddenly screamed.

It hurts! The headache is split!

Those memories gushed out from the depths of the mind one after another, bringing chaos and disorder. Ten years of profound memories all surged out in just a moment, forming a huge torrent of memory!

The human mind cannot bear it!

The final consequence of this result is likely to be...

Crazy!

"crazy?"

At this moment, the figure of his father flashed through Chen Qian's mind.

"Can't it be that my father's dysfunction is because..."

Before this thought could be completed, Chen Qian was shocked to find that more memories were swarming in his heart, but this time it was no longer martial arts, but...

Text! Symbols! Values! Language! Logic!

The memories that depended on for survival in his previous life, the memories that he was addicted to, and the memories that he thought would never be used again, appeared!

These memories are different from the scattered and disordered martial arts memories. They appear in a pattern of connecting front and back, deriving and defining each other, and then these memories are integrated into those martial arts memories.

The chaotic torrent of memory changes in an instant, no longer a purposeless rush, but began to connect, arrange and become orderly.

However, the newly added memory seemed to increase the overall size of the memory torrent. Chen Qian felt his head swelling, and it seemed to explode in an instant, and then he completely lost consciousness.

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