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Chapter Thirty-Three The anger is indisputable

Chen Yong was also full of emotion. This was the first time he had seen the tragic situation of the city massacre since he traveled through time. Although he knew that there was a slaughter of the city massacre incident, he was still shocked when he actually saw it! The souls that were one with him, whether it was Xiao Feng or the seven heroes Mo Shenggu, were stimulated by the tragic situation in front of him. They also thought of their own life experience and wanted to go back to their era to do more kindness for the people...

But the old naughty boy Zhou Botong saw the big snake in Qiu Qianren's hand. He didn't expect that Qiu Qianren lost his fighting spirit because he had lost his fighting spirit just after seeing the scene of the city massacre. He was about to commit suicide with the big snake. The old naughty boy screamed with a "scream" and jumped three feet high. He turned around and ran away! He shouted: "Snake! Big Snake! This scared me to death..."

Qiu Qianren never expected that Zhou Botong was not shocked by the dead corpses in the city, but was frightened by the big snake he picked up from the pile of corpses. The luck came, and it was really unstoppable. Qiu Qianren secretly used his internal strength to crush the seven inches of the big snake in his hand, and then followed Zhou Botong and chased forward!

The old naughty boy thought Qiu Qianren was going to bite him with a big snake, and ran faster than a rabbit. However, Qiu Qianren was just trying to escape from this dead city. How could he leave here safely without chasing him? Only by scaring Zhou Botong away can he return to the Central Plains with peace of mind and see his brothers in the Iron Palm Gang...

Whether it is Chen Yong, the hero Xiao Feng and the seven heroes Mo Shenggu, they all despise Zhou Botong's current behavior very much! You, a hero with close martial arts skills, seemingly invincible in the world, was scared like this by your defeated general, holding a snake. How can you call him a hero of the world? In the face of difficulties in your family and country, how can you expect you to charge in the battle? You can't even protect yourself, so how can you expect you to protect others?

Whether it is Chen Yong, Xiao Feng and Mo Shenggu, they do not think that Zhou Botong, who is now the best martial arts world, can deserve this title! They would rather admire the nine-fingered beggar Hong Qigong, at least he is really dedicated to the country and loyal, and is willing to lead the brothers of the Beggars to fight all over the country. He has been beheading evil spirits in the world for his whole life, and never does that ignorant thing! Dare to do and dare to do this, this is a true hero!

Especially Xiao Feng, seeing that the descendants of his Beggar Gang used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and the Dog Beating Stick Technique to be able to do righteous deeds for the country and the people! The East Evil and West Poisons in the world today, the Southern Emperor and the North Beggar, including Qiu Qianren, who is known as "Iron Palm Floating on the Water", can only be called a great hero! This place is much different from the martial arts world in the Northern Song Dynasty. Speaking of chivalrous spirit, it is far less open than the Seven Wudang heroes in later generations, and they are so upright...

At this time, the voice came from Chen Yong's ears: "Are you willing to continue to travel in this martial arts world? Or are you willing to go to a real time and space and create history? No matter how much you experience here, there will be no real life and death crisis, that is, you will never die in an event. And in that unknown world, you may be in danger of life at any time!"

Chen Yong looked at the corpses of the people in the city and the city became devastated. He had already made a decision in his heart! The poem by Li Qingzhao suddenly appeared in his mind - "Life is a hero, and death is a hero. I still miss Xiang Yu until now, but I refuse to cross the Yangtze River!"

Chen Yong raised his head and said, "I am willing to experience the real life and death crisis and create my own history! Instead of just experiencing the glorious life of each of them, what is the meaning of experiencing the various aspects of life like this?"

The voice said, "Since that's the case, I'll give you an open parallel space. There are countless heroes, endless loyal ministers and righteous men, and various stunning beauties with different personalities. They are all waiting for you to discover! You need to make careful choices at every step, and you are taking one wrong step, every step is wrong!

If you want to leave no regrets, you need to make friends with more civil servants and counselors, rely on their brainstorming, civil and military strategies to give you advice. With their various plans to prepare for the future, we can lead everyone to glory and achieve hegemony in that vast space! Take your subjects and supporters to create history and write your heroic chapter!

And now I know that you still want to change the fate of the Seven Heroes Mo Shenggu and the Great Hero Xiao Feng, so that their lives will not leave any regrets! I will naturally give you this opportunity! In fact, their fate has already changed in the events you have experienced together. And I will take you to experience all these changes in person."

As the picture changed, the old naughty boy Zhou Botong had a long hair and a young face, and there was an old woman with white hair next to him. The woman must have been a great beauty when she was young, but now she still has beautiful eyebrows and is staring at the old naughty boy with a smile on her face. No matter how she looks, she doesn't look like the cold and introverted Liu Yinggu. And beside them, there is an old monk with white hair and kind eyebrows, who is the Southern Emperor Duan Zhixing, now the Master Yideng.

The three of them lived together in this Baihua Valley, living next to each other, raising bee-raising vegetables, and enjoying themselves. Looking at the old naughty boy who is commanding the white bees, placing troops and setting up formations, and is so energetic. He is so happy and full of ambition. Who would have thought that in this Baihua Valley, the three old people living in this Baihua Valley were once the best masters and powerful figures in the martial arts world?

The picture turned again. On the Yubi Peak, on the manor plaque on the top of the peak, there were four big characters from Yubi Villa written on it. The signature was the golden-faced Buddha Miao Renfeng! On the swing in the villa garden, there was a young girl sitting. The woman was born with a look of a sank of the moon and a shy flower, and the face of a falling fish and a falling geese. Looking at her petite figure, she was really floating in the ups and downs of the swing. The man who accompanied her to swing was the flying fox Hu Fei on the snow mountain!

At this time, a one-armed old man with a ferocious face walked out of the villa. It was Ping A Si. He looked at the two of them and shouted: "My master, Miss Miao, the Golden-faced Buddha Miao has prepared the meal, and you two are waiting for you to go home for dinner quickly. For things like swings, you and Miss Miao can come to play at any time. Don't let him be really anxious. That would be too rude..."

Hu Fei supported Miao Ruolan and walked towards the yard together. Behind them, a pair of twin boys with pink and jade were coming over. There was a jade horse on their hair buns. The eyes of the jade horse actually shone in this dim environment. It was obvious that it was a night pearl of the same size. The pair of boys were Ma Tianyu and Ma Tianchang...

The picture turns three times. On the Jade Girl Peak in Huashan, there are a group of young men practicing Huashan sword technique under the guidance of Liuhouer Lu Dayou. Lu Dayou no longer has a lazy side, but is extremely serious, guiding the young men to use swords every move. He teaches every move and every move! He hopes that these young men can first lay their foundation so that they can learn more of the essence of Huashan Sword Technique...

On another hillside, the master's wife Ning Zhong was watching her daughter Yue Lingshan, teaching a group of female disciples to practice swords. Her eyes were full of love. Especially for the young people beside her, she took good care of them. The young man looked like a jade face, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, staring at Yue Lingshan intently. His face was full of tenderness...

Chen Yong saw that the capital, including Lin Pingzhi, had returned to normal, and now the Huashan Sect is in a prosperous situation. Not to mention that when he joined the Huashan Sect, he needed to be submissive and curry favor with his senior sister Yue Lingshan in order to learn more moves and boxing. But now he doesn’t need these at all, and he can get the teachings of several masters. It’s so happy...

Chen Yong saw these scenes and had no worries anymore. Then the scene flashed everywhere and he actually came to Shigang. At this time, Mo Shenggu Mo Qixia was snatching the sword in Song Qingshu's hand with empty hands. Song Qingshu knelt down in front of Mo Qixia, kowtowing like pounding garlic. But he was watching all this from the opposite side, Chen Yong was very worried because, didn't he need to possess himself?

Chen Yong watched Mo Qixia pointing at him with Song Qingshu's sword, while Song Qingshu was begging for mercy. Mo Shenggu advised him with great sincerity, asking him to accompany him to the Emei Sect to admit his mistake. It was not until Song Qingshu agreed that Mo Qixia helped him up, put the sword into the sheath, and returned it to Song Qingshu.

At this time, a man thrust his sword into Mo Shenggu. Mo Qixia blocked Song Qingshu and drew his sword to meet the enemy. No one could do anything to each other in this battle between the two. It was obvious that Mo Qixia used boxing skills to defeat Song Qingshu just now, and spent too much energy to fight with the person who came.

Seeing that he could not take Mo Qixia, the man shouted, "Song Qingshu, Young Master Song, are you really willing to be defeated? If you don't take action with me to control Mo Shenggu, I will really leave!" As he said that, Chen Youliang deliberately fought and retreated, leading Song Qingshu to take action.

But at this time Mo Shenggu said, "Qingshu, we both captured Chen Youliang together, and it will not be too late to go back to the Emei Sect to apologize."

Song Qingshu walked out from behind Mo Shenggu and slashed at Chen Youliang with a palm, saying, "Uncle Mo, I'll help you, our uncle and nephew will capture this thief together!"

The three of them fought together, and Chen Youliang used words from time to time to lure Song Qingshu to help him defeat Mo Qixia. Otherwise, he would be ridiculed by people in the world! Song Qingshu was unmoved, and his uncle and nephew fought against Chen Youliang. How could he be invincible?

Seeing that the battle was settled, Song Qingshu spoke, "Uncle Mo, after we take down this thief, you can let me go. I promise that I will not do anything to the Wudang Sect again in the future."

Mo Shenggu said: "Qingshu, I will accompany you to the Emei Sect to apologize. I believe they will not make things difficult for you. Without a profound lesson, I am afraid that you will make similar mistakes. Young people need to be taken care of, and they cannot be substituted. Uncle Master also came like this when he was young. And we are really too spoiled with you, which will make you like this..."

Looking at Song Qingshu again, his face was as deep as water. He gritted his steel teeth and his body was slowing down. Mo Qixia came to him and fought with Chen Youliang. However, Song Qingshu sneaked into the back of his back. This "Sky Iron Palm" hit Mo Shenggu's back, beating him to the ground with blood spitting out of his mouth and falling to the ground!

Chen Youliang's face looked smug and said, "Song Qingshu, you are so decisive. Mo Qixia is probably in danger now. Do you still want to kill me, Chen Youliang, to silence me? Come on, let's fight for three hundred rounds now?"

Song Qingshu clasped his fists and said, "Brother Chen, I had no choice but to slap Uncle Mo. We should find a way to cure his injuries now. Although my palm is seriously injured, it will not cause Uncle Mo Qi to die."

Chen Youliang said, "A person has no intention of hurting the tiger, and a tiger is harmful to the hearts of others! If you want to let Mo Shenggu go, will he let you go? With this palm, you can't resolve the incident of peeping at the bedrooms of the Emei Sect's junior sisters. In this case, do you think there is still a chance to reconcile?"

Mo Shenggu said, "Chen Youliang, don't sow discord. I believe that Song Qingshu was just unable to think about it for a moment and slapped me in the palm of his hand. No matter whether he is right or wrong, I will tolerate him. It's just that he peeks at the Emei Sect's junior sisters. As long as I, Mo Shenggu, are there, he will definitely let him know that he is wrong and bear the responsibility for his mistakes. This is the reason why a real man does what he does not do and must do what he must do!"

Chen Youliang said, "Song Qingshu, I am Chen Youliang of the Beggars' Sect. Are you joining my Beggars' Sect or staying on Wudang Mountain, waiting for your reputation to be ruined? Make a choice for me now, I will not force you! But think about your junior sister Zhou, think about where you are now? I will wait for your letter of fame!"
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