Life Winner Training Guide

The breath is mellow and thorough, without any flaw, and the sleeves hidden in the palms make others unconsciously explore and feel palpitations.

Then, You Hongyin's version of the Pavilion Master of Qingxue Pavilion is a white plum tree in the ice and snow. His white robe is spotless, his black hair is like a waterfall, with only a jade hairpin inserted in his hair. Qingyun seems to be far away from the world and drift away in the next second.

"How is it? Do you still recognize it?" You Hongyin asked Lin Deng.

"Even I almost asked if we had changed bodies again." Lin Deng said: "Your disguise skills are the pinnacle of excellence. I'm afraid you can completely transform yourself without a mask and just rely on those makeup. Become another person.”

You Hongyin said: "Okay, okay, if you keep boasting like this, I'm afraid I will float up." He seemed to be joking and continued: "Maybe in the future, every woman will master this kind of comparison. The art of face-changing. Hey, do you think if I teach Zhu Biyan this makeup technique, will she give up on that unrealistic ideal?"

Lin Deng: "...You always have some wonderful ideas, but it's not good to always share them with me. You should share them with Li Xiaohei, Fengguanyun, etc."

"Are you jealous?" You Hongyin joked casually. Of course he knew that Lin Deng just didn't get along with his new friends. Although they never talked to each other, sometimes you really don't need to hate people. Too many reasons.

"It's a joke, how can I be jealous?" Sometimes Lin Deng was really defeated by You Hongyintian's rich imagination, and a sentence that he didn't know how to describe would suddenly pop up from somewhere.

Although it was indeed very pleasant to talk to You Hongyin, he was definitely not jealous.

I think back then, he had a lot of friends.

Mobei Hengsha Tavern.

You must know that it is not easy to open a tavern in Mobei, especially on the edge of the desert. There is a dry and cold wind here all year round. Water is more expensive than rice, and wine is naturally more expensive than water.

There have been a lot of people coming to Hengsha Tavern recently. The shopkeeper and the waiters have long been used to it. Twenty years ago, a desert tribe in Mobei settled nearby. It is said that the people of this tribe found gold in the yellow sand. But before they could move the gold out of the desert and spend it, a sudden hurricane buried the tribe's settlement in yellow sand.

This money is the most original and effective driving force. Desert exploration requires skill. Ordinary people naturally do not have this ability. However, many of those people in the world who are ready to take action feel that they have outstanding skills and strong martial arts. They want to get rich overnight and live in debauchery from then on. Buy land and build a house, marry a wife and have children, and reach the pinnacle of life.

Every year, various treasure hunters come here, enter the desert, and then either leave empty-handed or stay in the desert forever.

"Hey, it's another group of new people." The experienced man sighed.

Then he was hit on the head by the shopkeeper: "Business people should talk less to avoid getting into trouble."

The waiter picked up a plate of peanuts and said, "I know, I know."

The lobby was buzzing with people, whether they were nearby residents who came to deliver goods or people who came to the desert to pan for gold, they all mingled together, drinking and eating peanuts on plates, bragging and gossiping about what they had seen everywhere. It can be said that the atmosphere is very lively and does not look like a tavern on the edge of the desert at all.

In the corner of the lobby, there was only one person sitting on a table, and everyone recognized from his weapon that the lonely guest was the famous heart-broken knife Gu Ming.

Why does everyone recognize his knife? Because the heart-breaking knife is very special. It is not a knife in the ordinary sense. It is naturally recognized because of its strange shape.

Gu Ming naturally had his own purpose in coming to Mobei, a place where birds don't shit. Of course, he was not digging for gold like those clowns, he was here to kill people.

Kill whom?

Of course, the employer spent a lot of money to buy the life.

He doesn't need to know who that person is or what he does, as long as his martial arts skills are not superior to his. After he is responsible for the murder, he takes the head back to his employer and gets the money.

Yes, Gu is obviously a swordsman on the surface, challenging everyone who uses swords in the world, but in fact, he is not only a swordsman, but also a killer. However, his selling price is ten times more expensive than ordinary killers, and his business is not very busy. .

This time, his target and favorite place to come was the Hengsha Tavern, so Gu Ming stayed here drinking and patiently waiting for the opportunity to take action.

But before Gu Ming could take action, the door of the tavern was suddenly pushed open, and a swordsman in white walked in.

In such a sky full of yellow sand, this person still keeps his white clothes clean. Anyone with a discerning eye like the tavern knows that this person is a master.

Everyone couldn't help but wonder why such a master who looked very rich at first sight came to this tavern in the yellow sand. After the swordsman in white walked in, he asked directly: "Where is the heart-breaking sword Gu Ming?"

When Gu Ming heard his name, he subconsciously turned his head and stared into the eyes of the swordsman in white.

"In your next life, don't do such dirty things as buying and selling human lives."

This was the last word Gu Ming heard when his head flew up.

Chapter 157 The Third Light (Thirteen)

The swordsman in white took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped away the invisible blood on the sword, put the sword back into its sheath, and then threw the bloody handkerchief on the body that had been separated from the body.

He dropped another ingot of silver and said, "Let's deal with it."

He didn't seem to like the desert weather. He turned around and left from the gate, looked at the sun, frowned, and then the person disappeared.

In the tavern, the silence instantly turned into noisy after the person disappeared.

"Who is that?"

"Is there such a swordsman in the world?"

"The Twenty-One Sword Master of the Blood Clothes Gang, or the Traceless Sword of Piaoxue Pavilion?"

"No, I, the old drunkard, have not seen all of the swordsman in white from the Jianghu people, but I have seen 80% of them. He is definitely a newcomer to the Jianghu, a newcomer to the Jianghu."

The owner and waiters of the tavern took people's money and naturally worked very diligently for them. To be honest, they did this kind of thing a lot here. There were countless dead bones buried in the yellow sand outside the tavern.

"Hey, shopkeeper, look at this square embroidered handkerchief," the clerk seemed to have discovered something, and quickly handed the square white silk scarf to the shopkeeper: "It seems to be embroidered with a word."

"It's the word "you"." The shopkeeper lowered his handkerchief into the headless corpse's lapel and asked the two waiters to find a straw mat, roll it up, carry it away and bury it.

"I hope that in the next life, I won't be a charlatan." The shopkeeper sighed and returned to the counter. The blood stains where the body was originally were wiped clean by the clerk.

Some people in the lobby were still discussing what was going on, and some people still shouted: "Boss, another bottle of wine."

This is Jianghu.

Montenegro.

Black Mountain is located in the far west. There are no trees or grass here, only trickling bitter water and dark stones, so it is called Black Mountain.

However, no matter how dangerous the environment is, there will always be people willing to live here.

This is the case with the three elders of Montenegro.

The reason is related to the martial arts of the three brothers.

Although Montenegro is not rich in food and land, there is a deep canyon. This canyon does not see the sun all year round. It is dark and humid, densely covered with poisonous miasma, and the valley is full of poisonous insects.

One of the three elders of Montenegro is practicing Poison Palm, which requires a large number of Poisonous Insects to practice.

Therefore, for this reason, the three elders settled here.

Later, the three of them achieved great success in martial arts, and the boss who practiced poison palm became even more invincible, so they entered the world, preparing to become famous and enjoy the colorful world of the Central Plains.

Unexpectedly, he later developed a grudge against the master of the Quewu Gate, but despite being surrounded and suppressed by many parties, he still managed to escape. The three elders of Montenegro suddenly felt that their faces were shameless, and they were ridiculed by those who were co-conspirators at the time, so they made up their minds to return to Montenegro. If you continue to practice, you will avenge your shame in the future.

Who would have thought that some time ago, someone suddenly sent news that their brother's poisonous palm was not ineffective. The leader of the Quewu Sect had been trapped for five years and was almost dead. As a result, he was suddenly rescued from hell.

"Save the person we want to kill. It seems that this person is impatient." Lao San said.

"If he didn't save him, Meng Xuejue, the master of the Quewu Sect, would have died. How could we have been so embarrassed?" the boss added.

"Those who oppose us, the three elders of Montenegro, must be eradicated." The second brother agreed with the two brothers. ∞Si∞Rabbit∞Net∞Documents∞Share∞and∞Online∞Read∞

"Then, let's just listen to what this letter says and wait for the opportunity." The boss concluded.

"Why do we still practice martial arts in Montenegro instead of rushing out to kill the two people who are against us." The third child seemed to be impatient with this boring training life.

"There is a doctor opposite, and he is a miracle doctor. The boss's poisonous palm must be restrained. The three of us are not confident enough to kill the person." The second child analyzed rationally.

"Yes, if someone has done all the preliminary work first, why should we bother more." The boss made the final conclusion.

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you two." said the third child.

Days went by as usual. On this day, the three elders of Montenegro suddenly felt that someone had broken into their residence.

Montenegro has long been regarded as their own territory by the three brothers. No one has dared to break in a long time ago, so the people who come must not be lost, but come specifically for them.

The three elders of Montenegro immediately looked outside.

I saw a white-clothed swordsman standing on the strange black stone at the door, standing against the wind, unparalleled in beauty and extraordinary momentum.

The third child was the most irritable: "That boy, are you looking for death and have found Montenegro?"

"Three elders of Montenegro?" The swordsman did not continue, but asked lightly.

The second child is the most cautious, thinking that the person who comes here is not good. They don't move around much in the world, but every time they go out, they kill a lot of people, either to make a name for themselves, or because of others' contempt. This time, they come down again and again. They have also forged a lot of grudges, so the three of them are very careful on weekdays, especially the second child.

"Swordsman, what do you mean when you come to Montenegro to look for us?" The second child said, "If I were you, I wouldn't be so unwise as to provoke the three elders of Montenegro."

The swordsman in white chuckled softly: "Cruel, but afraid of death, striving for fame, but timid. I think you don't need to call me the Three Old Men of Montenegro. Calling me the Three Turtles of Montenegro is just as good."

If someone points their finger at you and scolds you, will you still swallow your anger? Anyway, the third child couldn't bear it anymore, so he rushed forward with his palms waving, and the second child didn't even hold back.

"It should have happened a long time ago. Let me save my words." The swordsman in white unsheathed his sword. In an instant, the sword energy and sword intent filled the entire space. Even the black stone under his feet left faint sword marks.

Not far from Montenegro, there is a town that is prosperous due to the large number of merchants coming and going. Most of the people here are locals, but they often help merchants escort their goods and often travel all over the place. The news is not blocked because of the remoteness of the place.

In the morning, there was a cart being towed on the street. Many people found it strange, but when they saw that the person pulling the cart was Chang Xinde, a famous bodyguard in the city, they couldn't help but joke: "Boss Chang, where is this?" Make a fortune."

Chang Xinde opened his own escort agency and had more than a dozen brothers under him. However, he never regarded himself as the boss, and the money he earned was shared equally with his brothers. Everyone in the city was very familiar with him, but he was very familiar with Chang Xinde. We have a good relationship with Germany, so we just jokingly call him the boss.

Unexpectedly, Chang Xinde was in a daze and pulled the cart towards his own escort company.

Then the bold one felt strange and lifted up the thick cloth used to cover the carriage.

"Ah! Someone is dead!"

In order to ensure that merchants come to this city to settle down, the parents and officials here are quite strict about public security, and they can get along well with the Jianghu people here. Soon, some government officials came to investigate.

Many people were watching, including ordinary local people and some Jianghu people.

An acquaintance of the Jianghu people greeted the yamen servant: "Captain Lu, don't be nervous, the person who died was a Jianghu person."

Lu Captou felt relieved, as long as he was not a merchant, and then asked curiously: "