Cao Yan got up, washed up a little, and went to Huwei Hall to deal with help.

He is now the hall master of the Yangtze River Gang Huwei Hall, and from the perspective of outsiders, he can be regarded as a high power, and he is quite famous in the rivers and lakes.

But Cao Yanyue knew that such a life was definitely not what he wanted.

"I'm afraid that the gang is going to fight with the Dongting Gang again, what is the benefit of this battle on the rivers and lakes? Fighting comes and goes, but the picture is a few taels of silver, and those men who hate to fight often sell their lives, but they can't get any money. In the end, the people who enjoyed it were all the big names in the gang. ”

Although Cao Yanyue is also a "big man in the gang", he really doesn't like such a day of fighting and killing.

He took care of some help, and at noon, some of his men arranged a banquet.

Cao Yan, as the master of Huwei Hall, has a quota for three meals a day, and the Yangtze River Gang has a quota of chickens and ducks, three fish, one pound of beef and mutton, ten pounds of pork, a number of fresh vegetables, fruits and vegetables, and five pounds of fine grain.

Although Cao Yanyue was born in martial arts, he couldn't eat so many things, and he had to waste a lot of money every day.

At first, he thought it was too extravagant, but after enjoying it for a few years, he didn't feel like it was any better.

Lunch was a little over.

Cao Yanyue was about to go back to practice martial arts and refining qi, this was the last bit of thought in his life, although he had long been completely desperate for his cultivation path.

He is now twenty-seven or eighteen, and he is only about to break through the congenital, innate four realms, and he has to be at the beginning of the pass, and there is no hope for the subtleties.

Cao Yanyue knew that he had passed the best age for cultivation, and no matter how hard he worked in the future, he would only be a martial artist in the world, and he would only be a lifelong martial artist.

He never did anything in the afternoon, so he returned to the small courtyard where he lived alone, practiced a set of flying flowers and broken leaves boxing passed down by his master seven or eight times, and meditated again for a while.

This is not his day, but the days of these years, and the days of his future decades.

As long as he thought of this, Cao Yanyue felt extremely tired all over his body, and there was no solution.

He was in the yard, quietly in a daze, when suddenly a cool breeze blew on his face, a mouthful of snow essence, dazzling.

"Assassins?"

Cao Yanyue slapped his hand, and there were three cold stars flying up, these are the three iron rings he guarded, which are usually put on his fingers, and once he encounters a crisis, he flicks his fingers and flies the ring, and responds like this.

This is a unique skill, and I don't know how many titles he has won.

There were seven Jiangyang thieves, set up an ambush, and invited a martial arts celebrity who was familiar with Cao Yan to invite him to come to the banquet, ready to make trouble at the banquet.

It was Cao Yanyue's finger flying ring, killing three people on the spot, taking advantage of the situation to grab a steel knife, and beheaded four Jiangyang thieves and the martial arts celebrity in an instant, and since then he has been famous in the rivers and lakes, and even got the invitation of the Yangtze River Gang, the first-class gang in the rivers and lakes.

And promised to be the master of the Tiger Hall.

Cao Yanyue was tired of wandering the rivers and lakes at that time, and in the past few years, it has been too difficult to travel all over the world, three mountains and five mountains, and there is no chance, no growth, and no boundless future.

I agreed to stay in the Yangtze River Gang until now.

With the flick of his fingers, Cao Yanyue stepped back, wanting to get the blade he had placed in the room.

Although Cao Yanyue is both civil and military, he doesn't like to use the long sword that scholars and martial artists are used to, he uses a big stick, a real heavy blade.

The person who made the sneak attack, a thin-chested skillful cloud, dodged three iron rings, but the veil on his face was cut by an iron ring, revealing a delicate face.

The female assassin was slightly surprised and exclaimed, "The Huwei Hall Master is really extraordinary?"

She twisted her waist and stabbed straight with the long sword in her hand, but she didn't give Cao Yan much opportunity to slow down.

Fortunately, with the flick of his fingers, he still won a glimmer of life with Cao Yan, he used his life's light skills, retreated seven or eight steps in a row, retreated into the room, and grabbed his bright silver stick.

The backhand is a sweep with a stick.

With the blade in hand, the situation of Cao Yanyue and the female assassin was suddenly reversed. He made several moves in a row, relying on the bright silver stick is a heavy blade, and a woman on the other side didn't dare to use a long sword to knock hard.

Instead, he forced the female assassin out of the house.

Cao Yanyue took a deep breath of true breath, urged the bright silver stick, and hit the killer, just seven or eight moves, he punched the tree with a golden thread, twisted the female assassin's long sword, and backhanded a stick, knocking the other party into a brain.

killed the assassin, Cao Yanyue suddenly felt that he seemed to be a little stunned, as if he was not quite right, but he couldn't understand what he said, what could be wrong with killing an assassin?

Cao Yanyue was about to call the gang of the Yangtze River Gang, when a small mirror fell from the sky, and he continuously performed seven or eight kinds of body techniques, but he couldn't dodge it, and was smashed on his head and face.

"Wang Chong, you ...... Killing karma is too much. ”

Cao Yanyue was terrified and shouted, "Who is Wang Chong?"

As soon as he said this, countless memories came flooding back, and then he jumped out of the whole world with a slight leap of his body.

The little thief suddenly opened his eyes, but saw four beautiful women, looking at him angrily together.

Qi Bingyun's face was gloomy, and he said in a low voice: "I thought that even if I changed my life, I still had a relationship that could be continued, but I didn't expect to die in the hands of Ji Lang."

Wang Chong stretched out his hand and pressed his forehead, of course he knew what he had done.

In the realm of mending heaven and Xuanwa, he and Qi Bingyun, Yun Sushang, Han Yan, Zhu Hongsleeve and other four daughters occasionally had some intersections, but he did not turn the fight with the four girls into jade silk and give birth to green silk entanglement, but when he was in the competition, he killed them all with heavy hands.

Han Wujian's ethereal voice also sounded in Wang Chong's ears, laughing extremely happily, if it weren't for Wang Chong's inability to see this great demon monarch, he really suspected that she had already laughed despite the prestige of the demon monarch.

"What a king old devil! Sure enough, if you pass the love level, you just kill a refreshing one. ”

"You are here with me, and you have passed the tribulation of life, but you have four more calamities of love in this world. It's not me who hurt you, it's that you're too ruthless. ”

Qi Bingyun hid his face and left, Yun Sushang sneered, and turned around and left, Han Yan was angry and seemed to be nothing, pointing at Wang Chong and scolding: "Good thief! You even killed me......

Zhu Hongsleeve was also angry, grabbed Han Yan's jade hand, and said, "Just let him be alone! ”

Wang Chong saw that the four women had all dispersed, and let out a long sigh, how to persuade the four women back again and eliminate the anger in their hearts would really not be easier than going to the Xuanwa Realm to make up for the sky.

He bowed down and said, "Thank you Han Mojun for helping me survive the catastrophe." ”

Han Wujian smiled happily and said, "This time it can be regarded as angry. Do you know? Liang Shuyu said, Zuo was just killed by him once, don't you know what kind of temperament this guy has?"

"That's it, I refused to come to the Xuanwa Realm to make up for it. “

Wang Chong sighed again......

This sigh is really deep and long.