Martial Arts: Start A Life Simulator

Heimuya, the headquarters of the Sun Moon God Sect.

"The strength of Lin Jingzhe is pretty good."

In the red curtain, Dongfang Unbeaten was lying on the bed, playing with steel needles, and let Yang Lianting press his feet.

With a smile on his face, his slender fingers traversed his own hair, and he couldn't hear the joy or anger in his tone: "I heard that Zhengdao issued him a chasing order."

"Is the leader interested in him?"

Yang Lianting squeezed Dongfang's unbeaten hand and stopped, with a smile on his face.

Yang Lianting understood the meaning of the Oriental Unbeaten before he could speak, and said with a smile: "I will go to contact him and add a general to the leader."

"It's so good."

Dongfang Invincible smiled and waved the embroidery needle in his hand, only to hear a "ding", and a flying mosquito outside the tent was immediately nailed to the 283 pillar behind it.

"correct."

As soon as Yang Lianting got out of the bed, he heard Dongfang Unbeaten calling him. He turned his head and bowed his head to listen. Dongfang Unbeaten said indifferently: "This world is full of disasters. It is the opportunity for my Sun Moon God Sect to grow. Call me."

"Subordinates obey orders."

Nodding in response, Yang Lianting turned and left, a flash of cold light flashed in his eyes.

Tong Baixiong has always been at odds with him, and he has troubled him several times. Taking advantage of this incident, he can just run it.

. . . . . .

Ten days later.

West.

The sun has leaned against the hills.

The tavern on the roadside did not suffer much loss in the catastrophe of the past few days because of its simple structure.

Just lost a few jars of dirty wine.

"A pot of hot tea, and some food."

With the horse fastened, Lin Jingzhe took Yilin and Qu Feiyan, who had been tired for a day, and sat down on a square table in a roadside tavern.

They stopped and stopped along the way, because some things were delayed along the way, and they didn't go too far, but counting the days, they could reach Shaolin Temple in a few days.

"Hao Le, wait a moment."

Hearing Lin Jingzhe's order, the middle-aged boss responded and went to prepare food, while the delicate staff in the shop brought tea.

Drive drive.. call..

On the mountain road in the distance, a group of Rivers and Lakes people on horseback slowly slowed down from the col, and it seemed that they were also going to come to this tavern to rest.

"Bring us anything to eat."

Still very far away, the group of Rivers and Lakes guys who got off their horses started yelling: "Take care of our horses one or two, and throw some fodder to wait on them."

A group of more than ten people came from a distance and divided into two groups. One group went to the shop and tied the horse, while the other group came into the shop with a smile and talked and sat down at two tables near Lin Jingzhe.

"Eat what you want."

The middle-aged boss came over with food, served Lin Jingzhe and the group of three people, and said with a smile: "It's cold, the guests eat while it's hot."

"Jingzhe Big Brother, take a drink."

Qu Feiyan lifted the kettle on one side, poured a glass of water for Lin Jingzhe, and a pair of chopsticks for Lin Jingzhe: "Unexpectedly, there is meat in this small shop. Big Brother is hungry."

In the mountains and forests in the distance, the bird flew up, and its wings were dyed golden by the sun in the west.

"All come out."

Lin Jingzhe pressed his hand lightly to stop Qu Feiyan from pouring him water.

He shook his head at Qu Feiyan, looked around, and said loudly, "Why do you hide your head and show your tail?"

"It was discovered by you."

Hearing Lin Jingzhe's words, the two tables sitting around him immediately pulled out the knives in the scabbard.

The middle-aged man who served the food before also drew out the saber around his waist, while the delicate man took off the turban from his head and immediately took out a sword from under the chopping board.

"Keng Keng... Keng Keng!"

The sound of drawing swords was endless. In a short time, a large circle of people surrounded Lin Jingzhe, and people quickly surrounded the mountains and forests in the distance.

Before long, dozens of people were surrounded by Lin Jingzhe's trio.

"Do people in the right way also use these pickling methods?"

Qu Feiyan saw that a fly was poisoned to death on the table as soon as it touched the tea. She suddenly realized that the three of them should have been poisoned just now.

Looking at the Rivers and Lakes people surrounded by him and others, Qu Feiyan immediately recognized a few familiar ones.

"Amitābha."

On the avenue, the abbot of Shaolin Temple walked slowly from a distance.

By his side are Yue Buqun, the contemporary head of Wudang, and many Martial Forest famous places.

Fang Zheng said to Lin Jingzhe a Buddha's name, and then slowly said: "God has the virtue of good living, and I ask Lin Shizhu to put down the butcher knife."

"Master Fang Zheng said that..."

"Today we are gathering on the right way, you'd better catch it with your hands."

Yue Buqun shook the folding fan in his hand and looked at Lin Jingzhe, who was surrounded by the crowd. His tone was kind: "So as not to end up with a corpse."

"Is this the right way?"

Qu Feiyan looked at the surrounding Martial Forest surrounded by herself and others. She couldn't help but get up in grief and angrily: "Now the world is in chaos, you don't want to save the people."

"It is for fame and fortune to besiege a young man who has rescued hundreds of people."

"You have explained all the truth, but you are doing the most majestic, most vicious thing."

Looking at the many Martial Forest righteous paths with swords drawn all around, Yilin on one side was also confused. In the past ten days, she, Lin Jingzhe, and Qu Feiyan have been killed and rescued along the way.

But these senior ancestors whom she once respected so much in front of her were poisoned and besieged by unknown reasons.

This made Yilin feel that her own world had collapsed.

"The demon girl shut up!"

Listening to Qu Feiyan's words, Yue Buqun shouted violently, and as soon as he closed the folding fan in his hand, he immediately called towards Qu Feiyan.

"when!"

At the moment Yue Buqun took the shot, everyone around him who had drawn their swords also attacked Lin Jingzhe in unison.

Lin Jingzhe picked it up with his foot, and the steel spear on one side fell into his hand immediately, holding the spear in his hand, Lin Jingzhe's breathing method was fully opened, and the force of blood surging.

The spears in his hand swept across the thousands of troops, and immediately collided with the weapons in the hands of more than a dozen people who had attacked.

After hearing a crisp sound, Lin Jingzhe swept off the long swords in the hands of several people.

As for those who hadn't broken their weapons, they all retreated one after another, showing bitter expressions.

The dozens of people who besieged Lin Jingzhe in the first round were all shattered.

"Waste him!"

Yue Buqun squeezed the long sword in his hand, his right hand trembled slightly, and the tremendous power that Lin Jingzhe exploded made him feel frightened.

Knowing that Lin Jingzhe could not be taken in a short time, he immediately commanded everyone to use the wheel tactics, wanting to fight Lin Jingzhe attrition.

"Come on then."

Lin Jingzhe didn't talk nonsense. At the moment when everyone was thrown away, the spear in his hand was pierced, immediately stabbing a besieging man. .

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