Wu Yao of Wuxia

Without waiting for Lu Wushuang to thank him, Yang Guo said with a smile at the corner of his mouth: “You are Lu Wushuang, right?” ”

Lu Wushuang saw Yang Guo drink his name, his face suddenly showed doubts, martial arts is so strong and such a handsome man, he will never be impressed, Lu Wushuang is sure that he has not seen Yang Guo, let alone Yang Guo, but how can the other party call his name at once.

And how could the other party happen to appear here, the location of this dating was temporarily decided.

Lu Wushuang’s face was gloomy, and he said a little guardedly: “Who are you, and why do you know my name?” Lu Wushuang had the names of several people in his mind, but they were all vetoed one by one, the biggest possibility was that Li Mochou sent someone to arrest him, but it was absolutely impossible to let a man come over, because Lu Wushuang knew best that Li Mochou hated men all over the world.

“You are Mo Chou’s disciple and Hong Lingbo’s junior sister, if you count according to the generation, you should call me Senior Uncle.” Yang Guo looked at Lu Wushuang, who was on guard in front of him, and sighed slightly, if there had not been a massacre back then, the little girl in front of him would have lived happily and worry-free like some young ladies from big families. However, in the rivers and lakes, weakness is wrong, often not about justice and evil, only whether the fist is big enough.

“Uncle Junior?” Lu Wushuang looked at the young man who was not necessarily his own older Lang even more confused, seeing that Yang Guo didn’t seem to harm himself, he asked rhetorically: “Li Mochou has never had a junior brother, and she also hates men in the world the most, how can there be a junior brother like you?” Lu Wushuang obviously didn’t believe it.

Yang Guo smiled and said, “Do you know the sect that your master Li Mochou belongs to?” ”

“I naturally know, she studied under the Ancient Tomb School.” Although Lu Wushuang regarded Li Mochou as an enemy to kill, and no longer called Li Mochou Master after this escape, he did not deliberately correct Yang Guo.

“The Ancient Tomb Sect is not only your master Li Mochou’s branch, since I am not from your master Li Mochou’s branch, I am naturally from other branches.” As Yang Guo spoke, his claws stretched out, and his strong internal force directly sucked the whistle stick used by the beggar surnamed Chen as a support.

Although Lu Wushuang’s resume in the rivers and lakes is not very rich and his knowledge is not very extensive, he knows that even if he is as strong as Li Mochou, the Chilian fairy who has changed in the rivers and lakes cannot easily achieve Yang Guo’s means of grabbing weapons out of thin air, and a trace of heat can’t help but flash in his eyes.

Yang Guo said to Lu Wushuang after holding the whistle stick: “You can look good.” Saying that, he raised the whistle stick to use as a long sword, and directly unfolded the sword technique against Lu Wushuang.

This sword technique is smart and light, like a fairy dancing fairy posture, it is wonderful and beautiful, it is the sword technique of the ancient tomb school.

With only a few moves, Lu Wushuang couldn’t avoid the thought, so Yang Guo showed it to Lu Wushuang, afraid that he would accidentally hurt the whistle stick she used, even so, it made Lu Wushuang.

“See it clearly.” As soon as Yang Guo sent his wrist, the whistle stick in his palm stabbed out like lightning, and slammed into a large tree next to the valley entrance.

Lu Wushuang nodded, already completely believing Yang Guo’s words, because the several sword moves that Yang Guo demonstrated were all exquisite moves in the ancient tomb school’s sword technique, and they had to cooperate with the heart and tricks, otherwise it would be difficult to comprehend and perform.

Lu Wushuang himself actually did not know these exquisite sword moves, but he only knew by peeking at Li Mochou and Hong Lingbo to practice, although Li Mochou reluctantly accepted Lu Wushuang as a disciple, none of the martial arts at the upper levels were taught.

Lu Wushuang looked at the young Yang Guo in front of him, but his martial arts strength was far superior to himself, and he couldn’t help but feel a trace of envy in his heart, if he had Yang Guo’s skill, he could not only get rid of Li Mochou’s claws, but even take revenge.

“Lu Wushuang thank you, Master, Uncle Shi for saving his life.” Lu Wushuang already knew in his heart that Yang Guo must be the junior brother of the Dragon Uncle who Master Li Mochou often chanted in his mouth.

Yang Guo shook his head and secretly said, “If you lower your head and apologize to them, I think they won’t be too difficult for you as a girl, let alone harm your life.” ”

It’s just that Lu Wushuang is as beautiful as a flower, but he has been lame since he was a child, and he cares more about the intentional or unintentional attention of others, if someone makes a bad speech, it will naturally provoke Lu Wushuang’s nerves, and today’s conflict cannot be said to be completely coincidental.

“Since you are in the same door, don’t say those words of thanks. I was able to come here by chance to hear the conversation of the two Quanzhen Sect Taoists, where are you going, let’s talk as we go. Yang Guo knew that there was a blood feud between Li Mochou and Lu Wushuang, and in the original work, Li Mochou was buried in the love flowers, and this grudge ended.

Yang Guo promised Li Mochou before that her grievances would be borne by him, Yang Lao was not empty mouth, after all, after accepting Li Mochou, the grievances on her body must also be accepted. Encountering Lu Wushuang here, Yang Guo naturally wanted to try to resolve the grudge between the two.

However, Yang Guo also knew that he could not directly explain the relationship between himself and her master to Lu Wushuang now, otherwise he would inevitably hate Wu and Wu, and the fragile trust he had just established would inevitably disappear.

“Why didn’t you kill those three stinky Taoist priests just now, you yourself said that you had already formed a bond with their Quanzhen Sect before, and you killed them without doing anything, or they fled back to Ultimate South Mountain, so as not to make trouble for themselves in the future.” On the way, Lu Wushuang said that for Yang Guo’s title, Lu Wushuang subconsciously avoided the title of the elder uncle, and I don’t know if it was because he felt that Yang Guo was the same age as himself and was difficult to call him naturally.

Yang Guo didn’t care much about Lu Wushuang not calling himself uncle, and he was not interested in these generations.

For Lu Wushuang’s question, Yang Guo smiled and explained: “If the Quanzhen Sect is still taught by Wang Chongyang, then I will still be a little jealous, now, let him Quanzhen Sect come down to find me Yang Guo’s trouble, I will not refuse, if the Daoists of the Quanzhen Sect don’t want to go to their ancestor early, then just come, I will come to kill one and kill a pair of two.” ”

Yang Guo’s words revealed strong self-confidence and ability, and the martial arts that he had just displayed made Lu Wushuang know that Yang Guo was not bragging.

The halo of the rising sun shines down, which is also a little uncomfortable. Yang Guo saw that Lu Wushuang’s feet were inconvenient and it was difficult to speed up, so he said to Lu Wushuang: “Wushuang, the sun is getting more and more poisonous, my feet are faster, it’s better if I take you to the town in front of you quickly.” ”

Without waiting for Lu Wushuang to agree, Yang Guo grabbed her wrist, directly unfolded her body, and swept towards the small town thirty miles away. _

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