Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Chang Lin is a member of the Snitch. He is a master of martial arts, focusing on light skills. Whether it is moving in narrow alleys, climbing over eaves and walls, or running long distances on high roads, he is a leader among martial artists of the same level.

Otherwise, it would have been taken down by the government or Jianghu warriors a long time ago, how would it be today?

Therefore, he tried his best during this run.

First, he threw the dragon scale into the mid-air in the center of the wine shop as a bait to arouse the greed of all the warriors in the wine shop and disrupt the order on the court. At the same time, he quickly fled the scene. Even if there were people chasing him, they would never If there are more, the threat to him will also be greatly reduced.

Combined with Chang Lin's fawning appearance when he knelt down in front of Yang Hong before begging for mercy, it can be regarded as a model of flexibility and flexibility.

Even if he is a flying thief, he is also a hero among thieves.

Sure enough, before the dragon scales landed on the ground, dozens of warriors in the entire wine shop could no longer hold back and rushed towards the dragon scales crazily. At the same time, they raised their weapons and began to kill the warriors around them.

For a moment, there were flashes of swords and murderous intent, and the originally spacious wine shop was completely reduced to a bloody battlefield. Tables, chairs, benches, wine bottles and jars were smashed into a mess with clanging bells.

Zhou Qing, who was originally the leader of the crowd and was dragging Yang Hong's crane hand, was now trapped in it, with a face full of helplessness and anger.

I saw that his boxing skills were elegant and sharp, using his hands as a crane's beak, arousing numerous afterimages, the strong wind was like an arrow, killing several martial arts masters, blood spattered on his body, his ordinary face added a bit of ferocious aura, and he roared several times Attempts to suppress the chaos on the field were unsuccessful and no one responded.

To put it bluntly, before he could win the support of everyone in the wine shop and compete with Uncle Uncle, the big guy needed a leader to prevent Jiao Longlin and Chang Lin from being taken away and missing the opportunity.

Zhou Qing is a master of martial arts, has a good reputation, and is willing to stand out. The big guy is just pushing the boat along, instead of really being able to make people bow to him with a single shake of his body.

Even Meng Zhao, who has awakened his dragon body, can't do this for the time being. How can he do it with just a little bitch?

But now that the dragon scale is in mid-air, everyone has heard the news clearly, and they don't care about Zhou Qing that much. In other words, the use value is gone.

She turned a deaf ear to his so-called words of comfort and comfort.

I'm not his subordinate or subordinate to begin with, so why should I listen to you?

The best thing to do is to get all the benefits first, such as dragon scales. If this thing falls into your hands, even if you cannot directly benefit from fighting for the dragon eggs, you can still use it as a step to advance and dedicate it to a powerful person. power.

In short, the entire wine shop is in complete chaos, everyone is red-blooded. At this time, there are no friends, no brothers, only opponents. Kill, kill, kill. Only the one who stays after killing everyone can obtain the dragon scales.

Benefit is in front of you, nothing else.

When Yang Hong was pushed away by Chang Lin, he had already noticed that something was wrong. While commanding his two masters to chase Chang Lin, they must bring him back, regardless of life or death, while gathering together with the remaining men. They formed a formation and retreated to the edge of the wine shop to avoid the crazy warriors.

Fortunately, the warriors in this wine shop aimed to seize the dragon scales and didn't care that Yang Hong and others deliberately avoided it.

Yang Hong's hand covered his throat that had been cut with thin blood marks. The anger and murderous intent in his eyes stained his pupils red, and his strong teeth made a crunching sound. Regret was like a brightly colored poisonous snake, biting into his heart.

The dragon scales were already in his hands. Unexpectedly, he accidentally got plotted by a thief. Now not only did the thief escape, but he also lost the dragon scales. He wanted to take the dragon back from the hands of this crazy warrior. Scales, how difficult is it?

However, no matter how difficult it is, he must do it, otherwise it will be difficult to get the dragon scales back if they fall into the hands of others.

It's just that Yang Hong is no better than the simple-minded men from the world who only know how to fight and kill. He knows that the situation in the field is the most fierce and bloody at this time, so he intervenes hastily. As the son of his uncle's house, he may be punished. He was attacking in groups, so he avoided fighting and just let his men form a battle formation with him as the center, waiting for opportunities.

And this opportunity is actually not very far away. The original warriors in the wine shop were only a few dozen people. At this time, they were killing each other. However, in a short period of time, there were already more than ten corpses on the ground, and more and more. As long as the wine shop The warrior's power has been weakened by half, which is the time for him to take action.

On the other end, after leaving the wine shop, Chang Lin, who was using Qinggong, ran desperately on the slightly empty and silent snow path, with two guards sent by Yang Hong tightly clutching behind him, and the distance between the two sides was gradually getting closer.

The two guards were also surprised, because their Qinggong and body skills were not very good, but Chang Lin was a good one. Why was he running slower and slower? Could it be that his internal strength was weak and his breath was exhausted?

In the end, the two chased them to a house about two narrow streets away from the wine shop. They jumped over a high wall that was about ten feet high and had no time to clear away the snow.

When he caught the eye, Chang Lin, who was supposed to be running for his life, was now like a captive pug, worshiping in front of a strange person with great respect.

These two guards could not be said to be well-informed in Uncle Chengyi's Mansion, but they had a lot of experience in welcoming and escorting people. If they could be regarded as strange people by them, there would naturally be something strange about them.

I saw that the man was slender and strong, wearing a purple robe. He was high-spirited and heroic, noble and majestic. He was clearly playing with a Buddhist bead that looked like a rare treasure in his hand. It should have been peaceful and peaceful, but it gave people a deep and unsettling feeling. A feeling of dominance.

The so-called strange thing is that the hair, although thick and black, is mixed with a very conspicuous purple, especially the temples, which look as graceful as an immortal descended into the world.

The second one was in his eyes, purple eyes with vague vertical pupils. Although he was smiling, for some reason, the two guards who were born in Chengcheng's Mansion felt heart palpitations, as if they were being stared at by some majestic and huge beast. .

This person is naturally Meng Zhao. As for Han Pu, Lu Le, and the three heroic Meng family warriors beside him, compared with Meng Zhao who stands out from the crowd, they are really ordinary and cannot attract the attention of others.

The two guards were not wise men, but at this time they also found that they seemed to have broken through some big conspiracy, and their hearts were trembling.

Chang Lin had knelt down in front of Yang Hong before, but he lied and finally subdued Yang Hong and rushed out of the door. It was obviously just a temporary measure.

It was different now. They could see that Chang Lin's meekness and surrender in front of this young strange man came from the bottom of his heart. From this, it can be seen that this person is probably the master behind Chang Lin.

So, Jiaolong Lin, is it true about Jiuyuanmen Xing Zhuo?

Could it be a design and trap by some conspiratorial person?

Some things cannot withstand consideration. It is better not to think about it. Once you think about it, all kinds of flaws will be exposed.

Unfortunately, even if they knew what they could do, from the moment they stepped into this courtyard, the two of them had only one fate, and that was death.

Meng Zhao didn't need to take action, Han Prule and Han Prule had already swooped forward with long swords and whips.