Chapter 133 Xin Aotian Huang Jiugai and Tang Wuwo

Xue Huaiwei, Tang Shize and Du Jiunian had ropes tied around their waists. The ropes used by the boatman's sister to tie the boats were just the right length.

The end of the rope was in Xin Zhuo's hand, and he dragged the three of them forward.

He didn't mean to insult the three of them, but these three were of great use and couldn't be let go. But if two were seriously injured and one was unconscious, he wouldn't be able to carry them on his back, right?

Not far away on the river, the four people from Lingxi and the boatman's sister were still sitting on the board of the boat, their faces blank.

What happened?

Such a powerful Master Tang Shize was beaten neatly and disabled by a child who was probably not even old enough, and was dragged along like a dead dog?

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it!" The square-faced girl seemed to have her dreams shattered and her idol's persona collapsed, trembling and shaking her head.

The two teenagers were also holding their knees with their hands, their eyes were dull, and they no longer had the high spirits of wandering around in the world. The world was too scary, so it was better to go home.

Only Lingxi looked at Xin Zhuo with burning eyes and shouted with admiration: "May I ask your name, hero?"

Taboo? I almost became your stepfather!

Xin Zhuo said casually: "I am the flower-picking thief Jiang Hezhu who is full of evil and murderous people. I will kill these three people immediately. Please spread my reputation!"

Tang Shi raised his head and sneered, "Xin Thief, do you really think we are afraid of death?"

"A few years later..." Xue Huaiwei thought for a while and said: "Your grandfather had a good relationship with a beggar, so much so that they ate and drank together. I don't understand why a bandit and a beggar are friends. What's wrong with them?

A common topic?

Xue Huaiwei fell into deep thought.

Lost! Hesitant! Uneasy! Dejected! Fear!

"Say!" Xin Zhuo's expression changed.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. It was impossible to provoke Xin Zhuo. Tang Shize turned his head angrily and looked at Xue Huaiwei: "Brother Xue, you have no ability to recognize people. This defeat is not due to me. It's your fault!"

Xin Zhuo didn't even look back: "What do you understand?"

Xin Zhuo sneered and said: "Do you think this theory makes sense? They are friends, why don't they persuade them to rebel and kill them? After my grandfather came out of Duanyang Tower, his temperament changed drastically. How could it have nothing to do with Tang Wuwo?"

"This..." Xue Huaiwei also felt that the logic did not make sense.

Xue Huaiwei turned the tablet sideways, trying not to let the wound touch the ground. He sighed quietly and ignored him. Instead, he looked at Xin Zhuo's back in front of him with a very complicated expression: "Xin Zhuo, I suddenly understand why you can stir up trouble in Fufeng Mansion.

.”

"You are gifted as a devil, and your physique is different from ordinary people. You know how to adapt martial arts, or it may be that your grandfather Xin Aotian, the old thief, has a secret. He found people to fight and caused trouble everywhere throughout his life. Maybe he was integrating some kind of martial arts. Before he died,

All taught to you!"

"bass--"

The future is bleak, no! Life is at stake!

No one is not afraid of death.

All kinds of emotions came to my mind, which can be described as a mixed bag of emotions.

Xin Zhuo took a deep breath: "Do you know who that beggar is?"

The spear in Xin Zhuo's hand was already pressed against his neck, piercing the skin of his neck: "Say!"

"continue……"

Then your grandfather went to Duanyang Tower. You should ask Tang Shize about this. After your grandfather went to Duanyang Tower, he seemed to be a different person. In the end, it was his father Tang Wuwo who killed your grandfather.

.”

Tang Shi was breathing heavily, frowning, and kept silent.

Xue Huaiwei said: "My master has a good relationship with the new magistrate of Fufeng Mansion. I was sent to Fufeng Mansion as the chief arrester three years ago. At that time, I heard some things about Xin Aotian.

Moreover, the people he brought up the mountain, such as Cui Ying'er, Huang Dagui and Bai Jianxi, looked cold, rude and cunning, but in fact they were all kind in nature and would not kill people at will or bully the weak.

Tang Shi then coughed lightly: "I was still young at that time, so I didn't know!"

Xin Zhuo believed this. Although his grandfather was a tough, rude and domineering person in his impression, as the saying goes, "love comes from the heart", his eyes were full of kindness, which was definitely not what those people in Ge's Manor said.

So unbearable.

Xin Zhuo thought for a while: "In that case, my grandfather and your father not only have no hatred, but are also friends. Why did your father kill my grandfather?"

Tang Shize frowned, as if he really didn't understand.

"Well……"

What kind of general will lead what kind of soldiers? How bad can he be?

Xue Huaiwei said: "After coming out of Duanyang Tower, your grandfather started doing all kinds of evil, and then the trouble got out of hand. The hero Tang Wuwo regarded himself as a famous martial artist, so he naturally wanted to eliminate all evil."

Xin Zhuo had already dragged the person away.

Xin Zhuo looked back at Tang Shize: "Let's talk about it."

This failure is not my fault!

Xin Zhuo seemed to be only interested in the deeds of his grandfather Xin Aotian, and said: "You must have heard about my grandfather. Is he really as miserable as Ge's Manor said? I actually don't believe it. Tell me the truth.

, I can spare you from death!"

At this time, Xue Huaiwei suddenly said: "I seem to know something about Xin Aotian!"

Xue Huaiwei seemed to have found the key to his confusion and sighed. This made sense. After all, Xin Zhuo's martial arts was unheard of, and his moves and paths were weird and unpredictable. They were not the moves of normal people at all.

It is said that when your grandfather Xin Aotian first arrived in Fulong Mountain, he was only in the ninth level and did things quite normally. He only robbed the rich and gave to the poor, and occasionally went out to bring back one or two children or refugees. He did not do anything extraordinary..."

How can a little bandit be so powerful? It's completely unreasonable.

It had just rained on the mountain path, and there were still weeds on the ground. It didn't hurt to rub their backs, so Xue Huaiwei and Tang Shize, who were still awake, allowed Xin Zhuo to drag them while they had time to think about the problem.

Of course Tang Shize was no exception, breathing heavily: "I don't know the specific situation. I was only ten years old at the time. I vaguely remember that your grandfather and the beggar came together, and then they had a drink.

I just left, I really don’t know anything else!”

"Very good, if you have the guts, I'll peel your skin off later!" Xin Zhuo said very seriously: "Then sprinkle some salt, and after you die, feed it to the dog!"

Xiao Huang, who was wandering around at the side, turned around when he heard this and yelled viciously.

But after being defeated by a little thief who they and others always thought could be easily killed and treated them like a plaything, the sense of shame and shame was so strong that it destroyed all the pride in their hearts.

I still can’t figure it out.

Lingxi was a little disappointed. Such a young hero with a very high level of martial arts could be so rude and a flower-picking thief. He responded timidly: "Okay, I will spread the word!"

Tang Shize suddenly spoke up, with a slightly fearful look on his face: "Huang Jiu Beggar! That old guy is very evil. You can never know what he is thinking. He always smiles and looks pitiful. I once secretly saw him kissing a child.

Is it normal for people to stuff bugs in their necks?”

"Huang Jiu Beggar?"

The name sounded vaguely familiar.

Xue Huaiwei said: "That's the beggar Huang Jiu from Fufeng Fucheng's Jinghuang Street. He once collected five hundred taels of silver from the Murong family and sang the song 'The white horse whistling in the west wind, destroying Jiuheng with the sword, shocking the unparalleled person, little Murong of Fufeng'" as Murong Xiu.

The famous Huang Jiu Beggar."
Chapter completed!