In less than an hour, news about Qiao Feng was sent back.

After reading it, Zuo Xiaoyou learned that Qiao Feng's current situation is not much different from the original work. Perhaps it was because the Xiaoyao Party did not put too much pressure on the Beggar Gang over the years, which led to some elders of the Beggar Gang being unjust.

Thinking about it, Qiao Feng became the help of the Beggars' Sect when he was in his twenties, but a group of old guys in their forties and fifties had to obey a young man and would never feel good no matter how he thought about it.

But Wang Jiantong really wrote a letter about Qiao Feng’s life experience before he died, and handed it to Ma Dayuan. This letter was obtained by Kang Min last year, and because Kang Min had inexplicable hatred for Qiao Feng, this is what he is now.

Is plot inertia?

Although Zuo Xiaoyou changed so much and even Duan Yu was dead, Qiao Feng still couldn't escape the fate of being designed.

In addition, Jiumozhi also ran far away to Dali to seek the Six-Meridian Divine Sword. However, Duan Yu had just passed away and the Dali royal family was angry to take revenge. Jiumozhi ran to show his power at this time, and was directly fled in a panic by Dali's army. A few days ago, Jiumozhi ran to Murong Fu's Yanziwu to find trouble, but Murong Fu was not in Yanziwu at that time, and only four ministers received him. After a conflict between the two sides, Jiumozhi won a great victory.

But at this time, many people from the martial arts world came to Murong Fu to trouble him, and let the four ministers take the opportunity to escape. Jiumozhi was angry and beat the Jianghu people upset, and then turned Yanziwu upside down. After finding the secret of martial arts, he had to leave in disappointment. At present, Jiumozhi is currently living in an inn in Suzhou.

Jiumozhigui was the national teacher of Tubo, but he ran to Dali and the Central Plains to make trouble. Zuo Xiaoyou felt that he was really idle.

"Azhu, A Zi."

"Young Master." A Zhu, A Zi stood up and looked at him.

"You go and invite Jiumozhi to the village." Zuo Xiaoyou said lightly: "If the other party is disobedient, you know what to do."

A trace of excitement flashed in A Zi's eyes: "Don't worry, young master, A Zi must let him come to the door obediently."

Azhu prayed for Jiumozhi with some sympathy: Poor child, don’t make a mistake!

There are many inns in Suzhou. Although Jiumozhi is a national teacher in Tubo, as a monk, he has a natural hard-working and hard-working nature. Therefore, Jiumozhi only lives in a very simple inn. When Azhu and A Zi went there, Jiumozhi had just finished the shower and was about to rest. Seeing the two girls who suddenly arrived, Jiumozhi was puzzled: "Why are the two female donors coming?"

A trace of cunning flashed in A Zi's eyes and said crisply: "My son is invited, and the master will also move."

This is quite rude. If your young master invites you, you can invite others to the middle of the night? Who is your young master?

Jiumozhi was a arrogant and arrogant person, and he became a little annoyed when he heard this: "Amitabha, I still have to rest. Please ask the two female donors to go back and tell your son, and I will say that I will visit you tomorrow."

"Master, how dare you not go?" A Zi was proud of her heart, but she spoke coldly on the surface.

Seeing that a little girl dared to be so arrogant, Jiumozhi sneered: "So what if you don't go?"

"You can't help." As soon as he finished speaking, A Zi saw a thunder in his palm blew over, which was extremely fast. Jiumozhi couldn't react at all, but his instinct saved his life. He saw him use his unique skill, the flame sword, and thunder in A Zi's palm.

But when he heard a roar, Jiumozhi was already charred and lay on his back, losing consciousness with his eyes open.

"Oh! You won't beat him to death, right?" Azhu was startled: "A Zi, you're in trouble again."

A Zi pouted: "I don't know that this monk couldn't help but beat him. I thought he could be liked by the young master!"

Azhu said helplessly: "No matter how extraordinary this monk is, he is just a mortal. How can he block the thunder in his palm?" He squatted down and stumbled into Jumozhi's breath: "Fortunately, he is not dead yet."

Azhu tied Jiumozhi with a rope and carried him and A Zi away from the inn. The owner and the guests of the inn dared not interfere. Even the government could not control the affairs of the people in the martial arts world, and they were even more afraid to care about the common people.

Not long after, Azhu and Azi brought Jiumozhi back to the village. Zuo Xiaoyou saw Jiumozhi, who was completely black, and looked at Azi speechlessly. Azi laughed dryly with a little embarrassed look and stuck out her tongue: "Young master, it's not my business, it's because he can't help but beat him."

Zuo Xiaoyou shook his head and said to Jiumozhi, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, "Get up!"

Jiumozhi remained motionless.

Zuo Xiaoyou said lightly: "A Zi, give him a thunder in his palm."

"Amitabha." Jiumozhi opened his eyes instantly, "The donor forced me to tie me up here, is it a way to treat guests?"

Zuo Xiaoyou said lightly: "Because you are disobedient, you can only use some tough methods. Isn't this the same style as your behavior!"

Jiumozhi's face changed, he closed his eyes and yelled at the Buddha's name, saying, "I fell into the hands of the donor, and I want to kill and cut them, and I will listen to the emperor."

Zuo Xiaoyou looked at him and threw a sword to A Zi: "Kill him."

"Yes, young master." A Zi was extremely excited and pulled out the sword and was about to stab Jiumozhi to death.

"Give me your life!" The monk finally couldn't pretend anymore, and Jiumozhi hurriedly begged for mercy: "If you have something to say, why fight and kill?"

"Didn't you want to kill and cut off all the Ting Zun?" Zuo Xiaoyou sneered: "Why are you begging for mercy now?"

Even with Jiumozhi's thick-skinned face, he could not help but blush with a loud voice: "There is a saying in the Central Plains that it is better to live without a good death. Although I am a person outside the vassal state, I agree with this."

These words made Azhu, A Zi and the Four Swordsman's impression of Jiumozhi instantly become extremely different. Liushuang's contemptuous eyes fell on Jiumozhi, but he was unmoved. It can be seen that he was indeed a shameless and shameless person.

Zuo Xiaoyou smiled faintly: "Very good, a person who knows the times is a hero. Although you are a foreigner, you are an excellent politician."

"Let the donor laugh." Jiumozhi laughed with her, coughed dryly, and asked, "I wonder what the donor asked the little monk to come late at night?"

"It's nothing, but the Tubo national sect ran to Dali and then to the Central Plains to make trouble. I want to know what you are going to do?" Zuo Xiaoyou waved his hand and told A Zi not to use a sword to sing the candied fruit that the plum sword brought to his mouth, and asked leisurely and comfortably.

Seeing his appearance, Jiumozhi really made him envious and jealous. He was just a person who was the slaughter and was a fisherman. He had to put away his little thoughts and smiled dryly: "The little monk only looked for experts to learn his martial arts to learn more about it."

"Is that true?" Zuo Xiaoyou glanced at him. This glance made Jiumozhi's heart stop beating for two or three seconds. After finally recovering, he couldn't help but sweat: "Little... the little monk loves martial arts and wants to collect the best martial arts in the world before he can walk around."

"Yeah." That's about the same.

Zuo Xiaoyou took a sip of tea and said, "The waters of the rivers and lakes are deep, don't drown yourself. You will go back to Tubo tomorrow!"

After saying that, Zuo Xiaoyou condensed the tea into a life and death talisman and shot it into Jiumozhi's body.

Jiumozhi was shocked: "What did the donor do to the little monk?"

"It's just planting the talisman of life and death." Zuo Xiaoyou said lightly. Jiumozhi was like falling into an ice cave.

The name of the Life and Death Talisman has long been famous throughout the world with the growth of the Xiaoyao Sect. How could Jiumozhi not know? Thinking of the description of the Life and Death Talisman in the martial arts world, Jiumozhi was chilled.

"Give me your life!" At this time, Jiumozhi slept on the ground without dignity, making the six women look down on him even more unworthy.

But Zuo Xiaoyou knew that people like Jiumozhi were truly dangerous people. Because they had no moral bottom line, they would act recklessly and use any means. If such people were not tied to them, no one could control them.

"I can't die." Zuo Xiaoyou said lightly: "The life and death talisman will not recur in a year. Then I will give you an antidote that will not occur for a year."

Jiumozhi's heart was so cold that Zuo Xiaoyou must have eaten him.

"Don't go back and do not play tricks and guns, study Buddhist scriptures well, and be a virtuous monk, so as not to lose your life."

Under the huge shadow of Zuo Xiaoyou, Jiumozhi returned to Tubo in a daze.

Although he is pitiful now, everything is self-inflicted. Once such a person is arrogant, he will not know what his surname is. Zuo Xiaoyou will do this, and at least he will not be sucked by Duan Yu and become an ordinary person with no martial arts skills.

"Young Master, just let him go like that?" A Zi was still a little unsatisfied and wanted to give him another thunder in his palm!

Zuo Xiaoyou smiled slightly: "Enough, Jiumozhi's martial arts are not inferior to Qiao Feng, and Qiao Feng is already the top master in the world. You seriously injured Jiumozhi with just one palm. It can be seen that you and Azhu, Meilan, Bamboo and Ju's martial arts have exceeded the scope of the martial arts world and have entered another realm. So don't be petty about the people in the martial arts world, they are just a group of ants."

"So we are already so powerful." The six girls found it incredible.

"No matter how high your martial arts are, you can't escape death, but you are already moving towards the road to immortality." Zuo Xiaoyou stood up: "It's getting late, go to bed!"

"Does the master need to sleep?" The Four Swordsman asked with a delicate look on his face.

Zuo Xiaoyou smiled slightly: "Go and rest another day!"

"Yes." The Four Swordsman was a little disappointed and Azhu, and Azi went down to rest.

Zuo Xiaoyou's figure disappeared from the spot and appeared in Lingjiu Palace the next moment.

Wu Xingyun, who was practicing martial arts, felt Zuo Xiaoyou's breath, slowly stopped the exercises, and stood up and looked at him with charming eyes.

Zuo Xiaoyou smiled slightly: "What's going on in the Beggars' Sect."

Wu Xingyun's body temperature slowly dropped, and his eyes returned to Qingming: "What happened?"

Zuo Xiaoyou walked over and sat beside her, holding her in her arms. Wu Xingyun snuggled in Zuo Xiaoyou's chest, her face flushed and beautiful.
Chapter completed!