The king of entertainment

Xiao Yang felt more and more interesting. He could not have imagined that the most classic confrontation in "Little Li's Flying Knife" would appear in front of him. He thought the plot had changed.

Zhou Xinghe and Wu Mengke were also infected and stared at the people in the distance.

They have read the original work and naturally know what will happen next, but they still can't suppress their inner excitement. This probably means that everyone has a martial arts dream in their hearts.

Li Xunhuan paid attention to the man who used the left-handed sword, while Sun Xiaohong paid attention to another thing.

The two of them walked very slowly and had a big step. It seemed that they were no different from ordinary people walking, but for some reason, she always felt that the two of them walked a little special.

She paid attention for a long time before she found out what was the reason.

Usually, two people must have the same pace.

But these two people walked very special. Every step behind one took was happening between the first and second steps of the person in front.

This leg looks like it grows on a person.

One person in front took the first step, one behind took the second step, one in front took the third step, and one behind took the fourth step, and never took a wrong step.

Sun Xiaohong had never seen two people walking like this. She found it very novel and interesting.

But Li Xunhuan didn't find it interesting at all.

Not only did he not find it interesting, but he felt it was a little scary.

The steps of these two people walking so wonderfully show that there is an unexplainable strange tacit understanding between their minds.

When they walk, they are already training this strange cooperation. If the two of them join forces, the movements and moves will definitely be more magical.

Shangguan Jinhong alone is one of the best masters in the martial arts world. If you add Jing Wuming, that would be fine?!

Li Xunhuan's heart was shrinking.

He couldn't imagine that there was any land in the world that could break through the cooperation of these two people!

He didn't believe that the old man in Changting could send these two people away.

The old man in the long pavilion was still smoking dry tobacco, and the fire was flashing and dark.

Li Xunhuan suddenly discovered that there was a strange rhythm when the light of the fire was extinguished, and the time it suddenly became long and the time it was extinguished.

Suddenly, the fire was as bright as a lamp.

Li Xunhuan had never seen a person smoking a dry tobacco and could draw such a bright fire.

Shangguan Jinhong obviously discovered it too, because at this moment, he had stopped.

At this moment, the fire in Changting suddenly faded.

The old man's figure was immediately swallowed up by the darkness.

Shangguan Jinhongmu stood beside the road. After a long time, he slowly turned around, walked slowly to the long pavilion, and stood quietly opposite the old man.

No matter where he went, Jing Wuming followed him, never leaving him.

He seemed to be like the shadow of Shangguan Jinhong.

Four tall lanterns also moved over and surrounded the long pavilion.

Shangguan Jinhong didn't say anything, lowered her head, hiding all her face in the shadow of the hat, as if she didn't want people to see the expression on his face.

But his eyes were staring at the old man's hands, observing every move of the old man, and observing very carefully.

The old man slowly took out a pinch of tobacco from his pipe, slowly put it into his pipe, stuffed it tightly, and then took out a scythe and a flint.

His movements are slow, but his hands are stable.

Shangguan Jinhong suddenly walked over and picked up the paper media on the stone table.

Under the light, you can see that the paper medium is rubbed very finely and tightly, and the texture of the paper is also distributed very evenly, without any unevenness in thickness.

Shangguan Jinhong picked up the paper media with two fingers, took a closer look at it carefully, and then slowly brought the paper media to the firecracker and the firestone.

With a tingling sound, sparks flew everywhere.

The paper media has been burned out.

Shangguan Jinhong slowly put the old man's pipe that was ignited by the ignition paper media--

Although the place where Li Xunhuan and Sun Xiaohong stood was far away from the pavilion, they stood in the dark, and they saw every move of the old man and Shangguan Jinhong very clearly.

Li Xunhuan asked: "Do you want to go there?"

Sun Xiaohong shook her head and said, "No need, my grandfather must have a way to send them away."

She said it was very certain, but now Li Xunhuan found that her hands suddenly became cold and seemed to have sweated.

He naturally knew why she was worried.

Xiao Yang sighed inwardly, you probably don’t know that although your grandfather can send them away this time, the price your grandfather will pay next time will be death.

The dry tobacco pipe is only two feet long. Now Shangguan Jinhong's hand is less than two feet away from the person. He can attack any acupoint on the old man's face at any time.

He has not taken action now, but is just waiting for an opportunity.

The old man is still smoking.

I don’t know whether it’s because the tobacco leaves are too wet or because they are stuffed too tightly, the pipe has not been burned for a long time, but the paper has been burned out.

Shangguan Jinhong used his left thumb and index finger to pick up the paper media, and the other three fingers bent slightly.

The old man's nameless little finger was less than seven inches away from his wrist veins.

The flames were about to burn Shangguan Jinhong's hand.

Shangguan Jinhong seemed to have no feeling at all.

At this moment, with a shout, the tobacco leaves in the pipe were finally burned.

Shangguan Jinhong's three fingers seemed to move, and the old man's ring finger and little finger also moved. Their movements were very fast, but very light, and they stopped after moving.

So Shangguan Jinhong began to retreat.

The old man started smoking dry tobacco.

The two of them lowered their heads from beginning to end, and no one looked at each other.

It was not until this time that Li Xunhuan breathed a sigh of relief.

In the eyes of others, the two people in the pavilion were just lighting cigarettes, but Li Xunhuan knew that it was really a thrilling duel!

Shangguan Jinhong was waiting for the opportunity. As long as the old man's consciousness was a little relaxed and his wrist was a little unstable, he would immediately take action.

But he never found this opportunity.

In the end, he couldn't help it. The three long fingers were eager to try. There were subtle changes in every movement of each finger, but the old man's ring finger and little finger immediately blocked every change.

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The delicate and exquisite changes in this are naturally only appreciated by people like Li Xunhuan, because that is the most profound part of martial arts.

Although the two of them just moved their fingers, they were really changing.

Now, the crisis has finally passed.

Shangguan Jinhong took three steps back and then retreated back to his original place.

The old man slowly took a sip of cigarettes before smiling: "Are you here?"

Shangguan Jinhong said without any emotion: "Yes."

The old man said, "You are late!"

Shangguan Jinhong said lightly: "You are here to wait for me. Has it been calculated that this is my only way?"

The old man said, "I just hope you don't come."

Shangguan Jinhong asked: "Why?"

The old man said, "Because even if you come, you will still leave immediately."