Pirate’s Infinite Wings

I'm afraid our brothers have no chance of winning. "

The meaning of saying this is actually very obvious, it is obvious that he wants to fight in literature and not fight in martial arts. However, most of the people here are relatively good at martial arts. If it is changed to Wendou, I am afraid many people will not agree. Sure enough, before Lu Xiaofeng could speak, other people in the room spoke up: "You martial arts learners, do you want literary combat?" Obviously provocative.

Of course, there are many people who disagree with Uncle Thirteen's statement. If that's the case, why bother to watch the decisive battle between Ye Gucheng and Fang Lang? ?

In fact, Lu Xiaofeng also has some problems, he is in a dilemma, both sides are his friends. If he speaks for any party, it will be unfair to the other party, so before he has figured out how to solve this matter, it is better not to speak up easily.

"Since that's the case, let's divide it into two rounds. In the morning martial arts fight and in the afternoon literary fight, the points will be divided into half." After thinking about it, this is the only way that is most suitable. Fang Lang thought for a long time before speaking. Everyone was silent for a while after listening.

Only then did someone say: "Okay, just do what Fang Daxia said." In this way, everyone can show their strengths, and there is no need to talk about fairness and unfairness. If you can't do martial arts, you can get more points in literary combat. The opposite is also the same.

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and after the first person answered, the people behind responded to Fang Lang's words one after another. Indeed, this is the best way now. "Then, if everyone has no objections, it will be decided like this."

Lu Xiaofeng hit the iron while the iron was hot and immediately said, "Three days later, the friends who want to come are still here!" After finishing speaking, he and Fang Lang left Yuelai Inn. There are many people here, so it's better not to stay here for a long time. Although Fang Lang didn't feel any aura outside, he still left here with Lu Xiaofeng.

After all, they have been out for a long time, and if they don't go back, Doctor Hua will have to chatter in their ears again later. Although he is young, he just doesn't know whether his personality followed his parents or his master's.

He was only about thirty years old, and his words and deeds were no different from that of an old man in his sixties. What a healthy life, according to his words. It's just, if you weren't crazy when you were young, is it possible that you won't be crazy until you're old?

That's what they said, but they still knew the meaning of Huayan very well in their hearts. Now Ye Gucheng is recuperating there alone, if there is no one to talk to. Wouldn't that be boring. It's just that he's used to being alone.

He doesn't know who to talk to about his problems, and he's not used to telling others about his troubles and problems. It's been more than 20 years since he digested it silently by himself, but he's already quite used to it. It's just that it was different before and now.

In the past, no matter how troubled he was, as long as he was accompanied by martial arts, he could get over it safely. And now it's hard to say anything. Even if he still doesn't know that his martial arts can't be fully recovered.

But they didn't plan to tell him about it, after all, they knew it all well. Martial arts are the things that accompany him the longest in this life. If he knew this cruel fact, maybe he would do something.

So, it's better not to tell him about it. After the matter here was settled, Fang Lang and Lu Xiaofeng rushed back without stopping. After all, he still remembers clearly that Ye Gucheng went up the mountain alone.

Who is he worshiping, this is something everyone wants to know. Just thinking about it here won't get you any answers you want, so it's better to see for yourself. Inside the wooden house, Ye Gucheng's room was empty.

And Huayan is already in retreat, and the door is locked. Every time he does this, there is nothing he has to say, you'd better not bother him, otherwise, the consequences are not something you can afford, and because of this, the two of them have no intention of knocking on the door.

"Brother Fang, we..." Fang Lang interrupted Lu Xiaofeng before he could finish speaking. "Go up the mountain." Although Lu Xiaofeng had already gone out in the morning, he could hear clearly that Ye Gucheng should be looking for the non-existing fairy grass on the east side of the mountain. I didn't expect that what he said casually would help him a lot now.

The last time Ye Gucheng went was around the hillside of the mountain, and now he couldn't make it back even if he rushed back, knowing their purpose several times. So, now is the safest time. It's time to act now!

Lu Xiaofeng didn't know much about it, Fang Lang led the way and he followed. It was a bit strenuous, but it could be seen that Fang Lang slowed down slightly and was waiting for him, and Lu Xiaofeng couldn't hold back, so he immediately accelerated his speed to keep up.

After a while, the two arrived at the place where Ye Gucheng was that night. It was indeed a tombstone, and on it was engraved with the words that Lu Xiaofeng saw that night with his extraordinary eyesight - Qiuniang! It's just that I don't know who Ji Qiuniang is.

Ye Gucheng has always been a loner, this is obviously a woman's name. It was well known that he was an orphan, so this woman should not be his mother, so what else could it be other than this possibility?

Fang Lang walked forward and looked, and there seemed to be nothing on the tombstone except the name and date. Lu Xiaofeng walked around twice, looked through the tombstone carefully, and found nothing unusual.

Suddenly Fang Lang put his hand up, and you wouldn't even notice the small sunken place if you didn't look carefully. It's just that Fang Lang just caught it from the corner of his eye. Generally, such a place either has a mechanism or hides some mystery...

"Dead wife!" After stroking left and right twice, Fang Lang calmly read the words on it

. Lu Xiaofeng couldn't believe his ears. Ye Gucheng actually had a wife, and she was dead. There was no news of such a big matter in the world. ..