It is said to be a simple meal, but it is really a simple meal. It cannot even be called rice, it can only be regarded as coarse grain porridge.

In a dilapidated house, Qi Lung met this 'young general' again.

Fei Jin handed the towel in his hand to Old Wei and whispered: "The old man just fell asleep. I wiped his body. Old Wei, you go to sleep too."

"Yes, Major General."

"In the past few years, my father's body has become increasingly weak and he has lost his power. Most of the 'General Yu' have aged very quickly and have some signs of mental confusion. It is estimated that they will not be able to survive for a few more days."

Qi Long made a sound of "um", slowly stirred the multigrain porridge in the bowl with his spoon, and said slowly:

"I'm not here to listen to your complaints. All living beings suffer. I'm here to give an explanation to my former opponent."

"Leader of the Naked Party Renyi!"

Fei Jin ate the porridge with big mouthfuls, as if he was eating some delicious food.

"I have clues about Lu Clan's Ten Leopard Generals, the Armored Man, and the King of Hell who is demanding his life. Are you interested in taking a vote?"

Qi Lung laughed, "To be honest, I'm not very interested."

"You don't want revenge?"

"Life or death depends on fate."

Fei Jin slowly stopped using his chopsticks, raised his head in astonishment, and stared into the other person's eyes, seemingly trying to determine whether this sentence was true or false.

It's a pity that Qi Long's eyes are calm and not false at all.

"I can't understand!"

"Major General, to be honest, I'm a little disappointed in you. I shouldn't have come tonight."

After saying that, Qi Longtou left without looking back.

"What if I still know about Lord Lu's treasure? Are you not interested in the things left by Lord Lu Ao either?"

Qi Lung strode out of the door. At the door, Old Wei was leaning against the wall, like an old dog.

"I have given you my face back. If you come to me for revenge, I will be waiting for you at any time."

Old Wei hesitated to speak, and in the end he just let out a long sigh and watched the other party go away.

When Lao Wei returned to the house, he saw Fei Jin with a slumped face and silent eyes.

"Why?"

Old Wei sighed: "If the young general had told the truth from the beginning, maybe he would not be like this."

"ah?"

On the way, Qi Xiaogu tugged on Qi Long's sleeves. Her intelligence gradually opened up and she was very interested in things she couldn't understand.

"It's true that the life of the young lady's body and maidservant has been put to this extent, and she still uses someone as a gunman, ha~"

Qi Lung shook his head and smiled faintly.

"kindness?"

He had not walked two streets before he saw shadowy figures ahead, and in the darkness, many ferocious eyes lit up.

Qi Lung raised his head and said to himself, "I'm not stupid enough to do this."

He let go of Qi Xiaogu's hand, rolled up his sleeves, and said slowly: "The moon is dark and the wind is high, so I am getting a little more excited. Watch carefully, this is how Minghai Fist is played."

As soon as he finished speaking, three steel knives struck him head-on.

"This is called alkali-step saltpeter!"

Qi Lung's five toes were like plows plowing the ground, dragging them forward violently and turning them over.

In an instant, the ground shook, and gravel and sand were thrown forward like iron sand. Hitting the chest made one feel suffocated, and hitting the legs made the legs weak.

"For this move, the soles of the feet should be hot, the shoulders should be loose, the legs should be pressed, and the strength should be turned. Have you ever seen this before? It's not just about squatting on the butt."

At the same time as the voice sounded, Qi Conglong flipped up and charged forward, using his feet to push forward from above, like an old bull's horns. While rushing through the knife array, he hit the opponent's face with one hand, and his mouth was filled with broken teeth.

Fly down.

"This is called the Yang-faced Brave Swordsman, and he uses the spirit of bloody courage!"

Strong winds flashed from the left and right, and Qi Lung advanced instead of retreating, jumping and stepping with his legs, forcing the opponent to retreat continuously. Finally, taking advantage of the opponent's unstable footing, he hooked his toes, stretched out his arms, and rolled his hands.

"Lock the feet, hook and pull, twist and hold the gold and jade."

The two swordsmen first retreated in a panic, then their hamstrings went numb one after another, as if cut by a sickle. Their bodies instantly turned forward, and then their armpits were violently rolled up, and they fell behind Qi Lung.

Only after three falls do you realize that the sky is thick and the earth is thick.

Unfortunately, before these two people could fall to the ground, several crossbow arrows were nailed to their heads by 'coincidence'.

Qi Lung turned around and bullied the crowd again. With one hand, he punched out like thunder. He broke half of a person's ribs with one punch. Then he retreated into the door. He turned around and tackled the person, carrying him and smashing him. He treated the surrounding besiegers as his own.

Squirrel smash.

Weapons can only hit people, not him.

For a moment, there were people all around.

Qi Lung, on the other hand, punched him in all directions and kicked him in all directions.

The force hitting a person may seem fierce, but there is also a shocking force. It does not make the person roll and fall, but pins the person in place.

His fists and feet carry the wind, and he is as fierce as a bronze Arhat!

So instead of others trapping him in one place, he circled them in a circle, and then his fist style changed, and he swiped his five fingers continuously, up and down, and the people he scratched were covered in blood.

"Three cuts return to the horse, and a series of cuts means a stroke."

The one who had a knife in his throat was about to die.

Then Qi Lung raised his heel in the opposite direction and kicked it, and the fallen steel knife shot out and nailed the person who shot the hidden arrow.

"Black Tiger Marking Method."

At the same time, his footsteps trembled, and the figure stepped forward. His hands were like snakes, wrapping around his wrists. He rolled his body, and with two "clicks", he broke the man's arms. Amidst the screams of the other party, a knee pressed against him.

There was another 'click' on the inside of the opponent's knee.

Qi Lung used his long fists to hit hard, and punched hard. He opened his bows from left to right, and the shadows of his fists were like the wind.

"Iron Arm Third Company, Fourth Company, Fifth Company——"

In the end, he was beaten hard and fell into the ground.

A dozen killers can't stand up to Qi Lung's torture.

This Mingtang boxing seems to be a monk's boxing technique, but it encompasses rigid boxing, long boxing, inch boxing, grappling, wrestling, and kicking techniques. It can cause damage without death, is good at group fighting, and is very vicious and fierce.

"There is a cloud in the cross song, one word is alkali step on saltpeter sand, two words are locking feet and hooks, three words are positive-faced brave hands, four words are thunder and thunder, five words are iron arms and three consecutive ones, six words are gold and jade twisting, seven words are seven captures

Back elbow, eight-character three-cut back to horse, nine-character chain meaning stroke, cross black tiger mark method."

"What I taught you before was refining. This is the way to fight in melee. There are no moves, no order, and no standards in fighting."

Qi Long shook off the blood in his hand and held Xiao Bu Hua Gu with his backhand.

"You only need to grasp several power changes such as Tengbu Fist, side posture, hook pull, grapple, shock fist, etc. The fist can be used as a foot, and the foot can also be used as a fist."

"Do you understand?"

Qi Xiaogu nodded confusedly.

"You know nothing!"

Qi Lung said angrily, one big and one small held hands with each other, and went home happily.

There were corpses lying on the ground behind him.

…

Like a night owl spreading its wings, Hong Xiaosi's knife cuts off other people's dreams while they are sleeping.

And after he left, the strong man's body was lying on the bed, with big muscles taut from his body, as if he had sensed a crisis and was about to take action.

Oh, he's dead.

So he lay down again.

This happens when your sword is faster than the warrior's dangerous instinct.

Hong Xiaosi pushed open the door and smiled at the maids, although all he got was the frightened screams of these women.

The superficial identity of Wulu Zhizhi Gongcao is that he is the head of a dental shop, and he is engaged in the human population business. He is a lustful person and has numerous female slaves in his family.

"If I were you, I wouldn't be busy alerting the police. Your master has so much money. If you don't rob it now, will it be your turn in the future?"

After leaving these words, Hong Xiaosi Shiran left.

There is only one last target left.

Once the Bird King among the Six Naked Kings, he is now the Bird Bufei, the slayer of demons from the East.

If I can’t deal with King Qi, I, Lord Hong, can’t deal with you, the King of Birds!
Chapter completed!