Martial Arts Conquer System

In the distance, five people walked in. The leader was the ascetic man. As he approached, there was a burst of orchid-like fragrance in the air.

Murong's face finally changed, and he couldn't laugh anymore.

Mr. Lanhua, no one has seen his true face, no one knows the origin of his identity.

Murong's body trembled.

In the night and spring night, the spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River is full of sorrow, which makes pedestrians feel more worried.

Spring is still early, but the night is already deep, and everyone in the city has gone to sleep. There is only a narrow, muddy alley, and there is a dim light still on.

A wind lantern that had been smoked yellow by fire and smoke was picked up under a simple bamboo shed to illuminate a small noodle stall with only a few slanted tables and chairs and two worrisome owners.

Such a bleak rainy night, such a secluded alley, who else will take care of their business?

The wrinkles on the faces of the couple who sold noodles became deeper.

At this time, two people approached. These two people looked very ordinary, still in that simple appearance, and they were inconspicuous in the crowd.

Two people ordered two bowls of noodles and ate them.

One of them said: "Why do you know that I am among those five people."

Another human said: "I don't know." This is his truth.

A person laughed: "So, you are the smartest under the world, you can see everything."

The other sighed and said, "Who knows? Many times, I don't even know what I'm doing."

One human said: "Since you saved Murong, why didn't you report your name?"

The other smiled and said, "Isn't there you, isn't it enough?"

One human said: "I really admire you. I never thought that you would be there too. I can imagine how long you have been lurking."

These two people are actually the famous Lu Yang and Chu Liuxiang!

This is the first time the two have met since Midnight Lanhua had resolved the Murong incident.

There were a lot of things at the time that the two of them had not had time to tell.

Chu Liuxiang said, "You now know who Mr. Lanhua is, why did you arrange that moth operation?"

Lu Yang smiled and said, "Is that important?"

Chu Liuxiang thought for a moment: "However, I have been lurking by his side for so long, but I still don't know who he is and why I should deal with us."

Lu Yang suddenly said a few words softly in his ear.

Chu Liuxiang was completely stunned, and suddenly burst into laughter: "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, it's no wonder that you disappeared suddenly and didn't leave anything behind, but you left me there and tortured. ."

Lu Yang smiled and said, "Isn't this just what you want."

auzw.com Chu Liuxiang touched her nose. This was his signature action with Lu Yang: "Do I have it?"

The two ate noodles happily.

In such a quiet night, it should be very calm, and the two people were eating the noodles so peacefully.

It is a pity that Lu Yang and Chu Liuxiang were born to be restless people, and they were also born to be inseparable from troublesome things.

Because at this moment, there was a sound of footsteps in the narrow alley, and there was a man in Tsing Yi walking slowly in a slanting wind and drizzle.

It was a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi. His sallow complexion seemed to have been sick for a long time under the dim light, and he seemed to be lying on the bed covered with a quilt taking medicine.

But I don't know why I came to this noodle stall on this rainy night. Is it really hungry?

Maybe he was really hungry, because then he told the owner of this small noodle stall: "I want to eat noodles, three bowls of noodles, three bowls."

Looking at such a person, no one would have thought that he had such a good appetite.

Both the boss and the wife could not help looking at him with suspicion: "What kind of noodles does the guest officer want?"

Although he is already in her thirties, the slender lady boss added: "Do you want cabbage noodles? Pork noodles? Or hoof noodles?"

"I don't want shredded cabbage, nor hoof flowers." The man in Tsing Yi said in a low and hoarse voice, "I want a bowl of golden flowers, a bowl of silver flowers, and a bowl of pearl flowers."

Lu Yang and Chu Liuxiang looked at each other. It seemed that this person was not here to eat noodles, he was here to make trouble.

They simply moved the table far away, away from this place of right and wrong, and continued to eat their noodles.

The Tsing Yi man, the noodle stall owner and the proprietress seemed to not care about them at all, and let them move away.

Listening to what the Tsing Yi people said, the noodle couple didn't even have any surprised expressions on their faces. They just asked faintly: "You can eat this thing?"

"I will try," the man in Tsing Yi said lightly, "I will try."

Suddenly, a cold light flashed, and a three-foot green front was stabbed from the hand of the Tsing Yi man like a poisonous snake, and it stabbed this dull-looking noodle stall owner like a poisonous snake.

His speed is so fast, his shot is faster and more venomous than a viper. It seems that he is also a good swordsman.

The owner and the wife of the noodle stall looked like they didn't understand martial arts at all, and Lu Yang and Chu Liuxiang couldn't help worrying about them.

Lu Yang and Chu Liuxiang glanced at each other, thinking about whether to help, but soon they realized that their worries were unnecessary.

The noodle stall owner just turned his body flat, using a large bamboo chopsticks with noodles as an acupuncture weapon, slantingly facing the Tsing Yiren’s shoulders.

Unexpectedly, the owner of this noodle stall is actually a martial arts expert, and with this little bit of skill, he can be proud of the martial arts.

This caused Lu Yang and Chu Liuxiang's eyes to fall sharply, and they were really inhumane.

The Tsing Yi man's wrist flicked, and the cold light became stronger, and the tip of his sword pierced the heart of the noodle stall owner like a lightning bolt.

However, the tip of his sword was held back, and he made a "ding" sound, as if stabbed on an iron plate.

The sword light flashed again, Qing Feng was in her sheath, and the man in Tsing Yi didn't make any shots. His expression was so calm, it seemed that he had never shot at all. ..

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