The Governor is Sick

"Come again!"

"Not counting this time, come again!"

"Cough! His grandma, I don't believe I can't beat you!"

Heng Bo was hit in the 98th time, and Xia Houyu knelt on the ground, his hands shaking. Blood dripped from the tiger's mouth and other cracked wounds on the palm, drop by drop, and fell into the snow, like a bright plum blossom.

In 17 years, this is the first time he has practiced a knife until the tiger's mouth has broken, but he still can't resist even one move.

Ji Yan took the bandage from the house and wrapped it around Xia Houyi's hand. The blood soon soaked the white cloth strips, and red spots appeared. Xia Houyi shook his fists, burning his palms with pain and pain, each finger shouting for exhaustion.

"Hot, do you have any wine?"

Hold the hate and shake his head.

This kid lived like a fairy, and didn't drink or eat meat. Xia Houzhen had to doubt he didn't shit.

Xia Houyi sighed again and sat side by side under the wide eaves, looking at the sunset over the distant mountains.

"Am I useless? Trying my best, but only to that extent." Xia Houyi looked at his palm.

"You are not useless, you are just a bit stupid."

"..." Xia Houyi turned his head and looked at him, and he also looked at him. He had a big pupil and a dark black paint, which clearly reflected Xia Houyi's face.

This guy wasn't sarcastic, but he was comforting him seriously.

Xia Houyu was a little speechless, and sighed, "When can I look like this to kill Liu Guizang?"

"Is he great?"

"He is a guru. Some people say that when facing his sword, it seems like thunder and lightning are on his body. He can't escape, he can't escape, he can only let him split himself in half."

Persistently silent for a while, seems to be thinking very seriously.

"Maybe you can live longer with him than anyone else."

"..."

"Or you can do it differently."

Xia Houyi raised his eyes and asked, "What is the path?"

Shaking his head in disgust, he said, "I don't know. I just met someone before. When I first met him, he was pinching people. The business was bleak. He told me that he had set up a stall for seven days. My first Buy his noodles. Later I went there again, he has changed an errand, many people praise him, he said he made a lot of money for new errands. "

"What job did he change?"

"Pick the dung."

"..." Xia Houyi covered his face. "Hang up, if you weren't my brother, I would have hit you now."

He pulled out his knife in dismay, "Are you going to fight?"

Xia Houyi still practiced day after day, and he worked tirelessly to accompany him to practice, but Xia Houyi always lost the first move. This seems to be an endless cycle. The knife is hit by flying, picking up the knife, getting hit by flying again, picking up again ... Perseverance is like a heavenly hazard that can never pass, standing in the snow with the knife, indifferently again and again One time to fight off the delusional wish to knock him down.

In the spring, Xiahou went down the mountain and brought back the clothes and booklets worn in the spring.

He placed the booklet on the table, the top of which was "Disciples of the Disciples", and the bottom was "Picture of Yan Yi Yi Qing". Xia Houyi practiced the knife outside, sitting in the room looking at the booklet with a disgust, the two were separated by a window, and they could see it by raising their eyes.

In the setting sun, when Xia Houyu stopped, he was sitting under the eaves. Xia Houzhen sat down beside him and drank saliva, and asked casually: "How about, did you see any doorway? I can arrange it for you. Let's look at the Disciples Rule first and teach you to be a serious kid Baby, watch "The Analects of Confucius" again, teach you to be human, then watch "Jin Ping Mei" and "Yan Li Yi Qing Tu", teach you how to be a loud man. "

He didn't have any expression, and Xia Houzhen wasn't sure what he was thinking about, maybe he was so impassioned, his face was still calm.

"Have you watched the" Emotion Map "? The one who taught you how to work with your daughter-in-law, you have to look good. That was what I pulled out from my mother. Jiner found it. "Xia Houyu fell asleep on the ground holding his head," I can't stay here, so you can give our family a doll and continue the incense. "

"Wife?" Frowning with disgust.

No wonder this boy didn't respond at all, dare not even know what his wife is. Xiahou sat up and looked upset with headache.

Although there is a strong sword skill, how to be a human, you still have to learn from Xia Houyi.

Xia Houyi felt that the task on his shoulder was great, and he scrupulously said, "The wife is the one who will accompany you for a lifetime, wait for you to eat and sleep, and give you a little bit of life. Understand? As a man, let ’s We have to protect our wives and children, and we can't let them be bullied if we spare our lives. "

"What kind of person can be a wife?"

"People you like." Xia Houyi thought for a while, and said, "But you need to be kind, at least you need to be able to cook needlework!"

In the dark golden sunlight, I turned my head and asked, "I like you, can you be my daughter-in-law? You know how to cook and needlework, which is very suitable."

Xia Hou froze and looked at him in silence, his dark pupil was like an ancient mirror.

Xia Houyi's heart was filled with sorrow, and it was over, this boy's mind was not saved.

He sighed heavily. Xia Hou grabbed the absent-minded shoulder. He looked a little weak, but in fact, there were thin muscles under his shirt, full of strength, and the moment of the outbreak was enough to kill God. The strong assassin sat down nicely, listening quietly to Xia Houyu.

"Hang up, you remember, your daughter-in-law must meet the following conditions. First, personal; second, female; third, younger than you, well, two or three older than you It ’s okay to be old. I wo n’t say what ’s smart and wise, and you ’ll take care of it by yourself, do you understand? ”

After being bored for a while, Xia Houzhen rejected him, nodding in disappointment, unhappy.

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Xia Houzhen's progress was slow, not even progressing. He held on to his disgusting hands and only survived a trick. At that time, Xia Hou made glutinous rice dumplings at noon.

Xia Houyi was completely at a loss, and he might not be the material for training.

He is tired of sitting on the edge of the cliff and dazes in addition to sitting under the eaves every day. Whenever they were born, Xia Houyi gave birth to them, and gave him a gift for eating, drinking, and fun. Xia Houyi will do nothing except swing in the woods to catch pheasants.

He started to get very irritable. Xiahou's rotten corpse and the carrion eaten by dogs lingered in his dreams every night, but he still stagnated, and the transverse waves in his hands were like rust, in his hands. When it waved, it was dull like the iron burnt out of a stove. Sometimes he could even hear Yoko wave laughing at him, struggling to get out of his grasp.

When he saw Perseverance sitting idly by the edge of a cliff, he could not help thinking, if only the Perseverance was raised beside his mother. As long as you are tired of trying to kill Liu Guizang, Liu Guizang will not survive tomorrow morning.

But Xia Hou Xun raised Xia Hou Xuan, which is a useless waste.

The mountain breeze tears Xia Hou's hair, Xia Hou is sitting on the roof of the thatched house with a cross wave. The setting sun was **** and dazzling red.

"Xiaoyu." A tired voice came from behind.

Xia Houyi said a low voice, without turning back.

"I can catch the disciples of Knife Mountain Villa and give you a test knife," Suddenly said suddenly.

Xia Houyi was startled suddenly, raised his head, and showed no expression of disgust, as if he was talking about something that was not unusual.

Xia Houyi's heart beating fiercely, he remembered it, and that's how he got tired of practicing it. It's okay, maybe he can too.

but……

He bit his lip and hesitated.

A dove fluttered up and landed on the head of Perseverance. Persistently grabbed it down and took out a note from the dove.

"What is it?" Xia Houyi asked.

"A letter from the abbot," said Jiyan, "he said that Liu Guizang bought the life of the Northern Patriarch and asked me if I could accept the sale."

"What!" Xia Hou stood up stupidly, "Is he crazy? Liu Guizang just killed my mother, and he has to help him to kill !?"

He looked at him dullly.

The two were silent, the air seemed to stagnate, and the wind did not move. Xia Houyi suddenly realized that this is Qiye Jialan! As long as money is given, what kind of sale cannot be done?

Liu Guizang killed Galo Luo assassinating him, but he can only blame Galo Luo for not being able to control his power. No one will blame Liu Guizang. Assassins are moths in the dark, and they rush towards the faint candlelight, killing themselves and themselves. Who cares what an ugly moth thinks? The assassin full of evil burial buried the dog's belly, no bones existed, Liu Guizang would not hurt, people in the world would not hurt, Galan would not hurt, and only Xia Houzhen was hurt.

From beginning to end, he alone.

"Will you go?" Xia Hou asked hoarsely with a hoarse voice.

"No, others will."

Xia Houqiang sat down with a writhing heart, and it was getting dark, his heart seemed to sink into the abyss.

"You just said that the person who helped me catch the knife at Dadaoshanzhuang tried it, is it true?"

"Ok."

"Then help me catch it." Xiahou Yan heard his slow and clear voice, "the more the better."

The two of them secretly descended the mountain and ran all the way to Liuzhou. Xia Houyi tried to find the remains of Xia Houyi at the mass grave post, but found nothing. Yizhuang in Liuzhou has packed up the mass grave well, and each unknown bone is wrapped in a straw mat and lying quietly in the soil. No one is missing an arm and a broken leg.

Even the dead of these unknown surnames had whole bodies, but Xiahou Yan, who used to be in the rivers and lakes, had no bones.

It's about being frustrated. Xia Houyi thought numbly, how could Liu Guizang, the man who would report to him, keep Xia Houyi's bones left by the dog?

They rented a courtyard in the outskirts. They originally lived in a group of human teeth. To prevent children from sneaking up, they built high walls, and each door was locked with three locks. Perseverance began to help Xia Houyi to arrest people. Xia Houyi just started and arrested only five disciples to return and was locked in an iron cage.

"What about their sword skills?" Xia Houyi asked.

"Weak."

"Then let three people out."

Nodded in disgust, he opened the iron door and dragged three people out, one with a knife.

The disciples shuddered. They remembered that they had been drinking tea in the city in good condition, and the ghosts appeared behind them, stunned them, and God brought them here unconsciously.

The two men who looked exactly the same, one looked cold, with a shallow scar on his eyes, added a bit of fierceness to his face, and the other was expressionless, his face was indifferent, his eyes looked They were like gods without sadness and joy in the temple.

Two lunatics, they must want them to kill each other!

"Galou Luo ... You are Galou Luo ..." Someone opened his eyes wide and tremblingly pointed at Xia Houyu.

Their two brothers look like Xia Houyi. Xia Houyi's eyes are suffocated, which is especially similar to Xia Houyi. Xia Houzheng ignored the man and pulled out Shoubo's sheath, trying to get them to stand up and fight him. He had already thought about it, and by studying with them about Qi Jiadao's knife method, and then studying the restraint of Qi Jiadao's tricks, it was more effective.

The man saw Hengbo and said in horror: "Galuro's ghost is back! You ... you are Galaro! I'm sorry! I didn't mean it, it was the owner's instructions! Those two people, they both cut off You have a few knives, there is a mole on that face, and it would be nice if you did n’t cut your head off, and it would make him refreshed ... "

Xia Hou drew his sword.

"What are you talking about!" The disciple with a mole on his face exclaimed. "You also chopped her! You're still kicking your feet. Galloro's leg bones are broken by you! And you!" He pointed to the other A disciple, "It was you who devoted your money to the owner and said that she could lead her son with a wolf dog!"

"Don't say it, I don't want to die! It's all said by the owner, whoever cuts Gala Luo will get a piece of silver! I ... I cut thirteen, but she is an assassin, is n’t it? ! "

As if a string broke in my head, Xia Houyi's heart was cramping.

He suddenly thought he was ridiculous. Since he was already bloody, why not add more! ?

Not to mention these people, all **** them.

Xia Houyi raised his eyes, and there was yin and yin in his eyes.

"Stand up and fight with Lao Tzu!"

"You ... didn't you want us to kill each other?" The disciple asked with a mole on his face.

"Cannibalism?" Xia Houxi smiled indifferently. "That's too cheap for you. Get up and fight me!"

"You want us to hit you one?" The three men faced each other with six eyes and laughed. "Self-raising bunny, brothers, slaughter this guy who pretends to be a ghost! We can kill you once or kill you first. Second time! "

The three rushed together, and Xia Houzhen licked his teeth and gripped the waves.

The air suddenly became sticky and all sounds became very slow. He heard the sound of the blade coming out of the sheath, the sound of the belt as the wind, and the thick sole of the soap boots hitting the ground. The leftmost side runs fastest, the sharp blade can already touch his hair, and the rightmost side is the slowest. The person is waiting, and when Xia Houzhen is pinched, he sends a fatal knife.

Suddenly, Xia Hou made a decision. Hengbo avoided the oncoming sharp blade and lifted it up. A thin silk thread was drawn on the door of the comer, which could penetrate deep into the blood.

Galan knife · Yan oblique.

Then quickly turned to the right, the sword changed its direction from top to bottom in an instant, draw a full moon-like arc, and severely chopped it on the shoulder of the second person. His arm was cut off, and blood spewed out. Xia Houyu walked through the blood spring, stepped forward, and the edge of Hengbo's knife went through a tortuous path, piercing the third person's abdomen. Xia Houyi turned the knife, and Hengbo was in his belly. Agitated, blood and water flowed along the blood trough. The man clutched Hengbo and fell to his knees.

Something was different. He held the transverse wave like two pieces of iron welded together, and the sound of separation of flesh and bones broke his blood. Xia Houyi looked at the bloodshed under his feet, suddenly returned to his heart, and looked around slyly.

The three fell to the ground, and the remaining two in the iron cage looked at Xia Houyi in fear, as if they saw a bloodthirsty monster.

Perseverance opened the door again, picked up the knife from the pool of blood, and threw it to them.

"carry on."

One person drank forward with a knife and drank. Xia Hou was too late to think, and quickly drew the knife. Blood splashed on his face, and he closed his eyes subconsciously.

The last one wept and knelt down, begging Xiahou Yu to spare his life.

"I'm new here. I just started last month. I had a hard time in the winter. There was no food in my house. My father and mother had to send me to Jing Dao Shan Zhuang. Everyone knows that Jing Dao Shan Zhuang is very hard to practice knives. My father Mother couldn't send me in! I don't know what Gallouis! Please, let me go! "

Xia Houyi's knife stopped, but at that moment, a very bright light passed through Xia Houyi's eyes. The assassin's intuition told him that it was a reflection of the blade. Sure enough, a short willow-like blade slid from the man's sleeve to the palm of his hand, stabbing straight towards Xia Houyi's heart.

Xia Hou's pupils tightened.

Who was holding his right hand, She-bo hit the short blade and cut the man's throat, like breaking a fragile willow branch, his head rolling down to the ground, and blood-stained like ink.

Xia Houyun turned his head and saw Perseverance standing beside him, holding his right hand in his right hand.

"Don't stop, Xiaoyu. When you stop, the evil spirits will climb up from the ground to grab your ankles." Looking at the man with indignant eyes, the indifferent eyes looked like the sensen stone statues on the high stand of the seat of God, " So don't stop. "