Martial arts: open sale of evil swords at the beginning Chapter 257

Chapter 257: Song Qingshu’s Cry!!

Since Zhang Songxi learned the news of Song Qingshu from Tian Boguang’s mouth, he went non-stop to find Song Qingshu.

However, there are many houses in Lichunyuan in Pingchengjing, but Tian Boguang did not specify which one, and Zhang Songxi could only find it one by one.

On this day, although it was the day of the duel between the god of Hades and Apollo, Zhang Songxi did not have the heart to watch.

He was entrusted with the responsibility of the master, and when he learned that Song Qingshu and Quan Guanqing were together, he was very worried about Song Qingshu.

The Lichun Courtyard he visited today is undoubtedly much larger than the previous ones.

Outside the gate, customers enter and exit, and from time to time you can hear all kinds of shouts from inside.

“Kill him!”

“Kill him!”

Zhang Songxi knew that it was those gamblers who were shouting.

“Smoky miasma!”

Zhang Songxi snorted coldly.

If it weren’t for the search for Song Qingshu, he wouldn’t have come to this kind of place to kill him” Qingshu actually fooled around in this kind of place, hey! ”

Zhang Songxi deeply regretted.

At this time, a voice came to his ear: “Uncle, please inside!” ”

Having experienced the previous times, Zhang Songxi knew that standing at the door was the turtle duke of Lichunyuan.

This type of person is a small number of men in Lichunyuan, mainly responsible for the work of welcoming and transporting, serving tea and water, and sometimes even acting as thugs.

“How can a good boy do this!”

Although he knows that it is forced by life, Zhang Songxi still has some contempt for this type of person.

He wanted to enter the Lichun Courtyard as before, but suddenly realized something, stopped abruptly, and looked back.

Song Qingshu also seemed to have sensed something, and looked up at the middle-aged Taoist priest who had just walked in.

The moment their eyes met, Song Qingshu pondered: “I didn’t expect that the fourth uncle would also come to this place.” ”

Suddenly, his face changed, and he subconsciously pulled out his legs and ran.

Zhang Songxi just felt that the voice was a little familiar at first, and because Song Qingshu had changed a lot, he didn’t dare to recognize each other at once.

The person in front of him was wearing a tattered long shirt and his skin was shriveled, how could he look like a young man before?

When Song Qingshu ran away, he finally determined that this turtle gong was the Song Qingshu he was looking for.

“Qingshu!”

Zhang Songxi shouted, and hurriedly picked up light skills to catch up.

Song Qingshu’s martial arts had long been abandoned, and after a while, he was caught up by Zhang Songxi.

At this time, Song Qingshu did not run away and squatted in a corner, burying his head and crying.

At this moment, he vented all the grievances he had suffered before.

Zhang Songxi did not stop him, leaving him alone to cry there.

“Eat Lao Sun’s stick!”

In the ring, Monkey King and Hades have been back and forth for several rounds.

Monkey King yelled sharply, and the golden hoop stick in his hand suddenly became larger again, and the five large characters of ‘Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick’ on it were clearly visible.

Hades was not afraid of him either, and after reciting a few incantations, the runes on the double-stranded forks flashed, and the black energy was prosperous.

In the golden light and black qi, the bodies of the two people appeared from time to time.

“Wang!”

Suddenly there was a shout, and six blood-red eyes appeared in the dimness, shining with bloodthirsty light.

It turned out that the three-headed dog of hell saw the opportunity and prepared to sneak attack Sun Wukong.

Its neck stretched abruptly, and at the same time opened three large blood basin mouths, biting the Monkey King from three different directions.

In the mouth, there was a foul smell.

“Good to go!”

Monkey King has fought with Hades many times, and has long been on guard against this three-headed dog of hell.

After dodging Hades’ double-stranded forks, he turned around, and the golden hoop rod swept towards the three-headed dog of hell like a giant tree.

“Phew!”

The golden hoop rod cut through the void, bringing a billowing air current, making a loud sound, and a fierce wind swept towards the three-headed dog of hell first.

The wind is like a sharp blade, and what is even more terrifying is the huge stick shadow behind it.

When the three-headed dog of hell saw this, it retracted its head in fright, and looked at the golden hoop stick in Sun Wukong’s hand with some fear.

“Change!”

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Sun Wukong plucked a hair from his body and chanted a mantra, and there was an additional Sun Wukong who was exactly like him beside him, also holding a golden hoop stick.

This conjured Monkey King immediately greeted the three-headed dog of hell.

And Monkey King himself is against Hades.

Although Sun Wukong is not afraid of this three-headed dog of hell, but now that he is fighting against Hades, this three-headed dog of hell comes out from time to time to sneak attack, which is still very annoying.

“Don’t face!”

In the eastern heavens, when the audience saw the sneak attack of the three-headed dog of hell, they couldn’t help but secretly curse when they saw Sun Wukong’s operation, and couldn’t help but secretly praise: “God is amazing!” ”

The Western heavens are a different story.

“Three-headed dog, good, bite him to death!”

“It’s a pity.”

Zhang Songxi was not in the mood to watch the fight.

He had just finished listening to Song Qingshu’s crying.

In Song Qingshu’s crying, what happened to Song Qingshu was simply tragic.

Forced from Quan Guanqing, and then forced to go to Dongying, and now he is still forced to come out to support his family.

The son of the head of the Wudang Sect has fallen to such a point, and no one believes it when he says it, “This all-crowned halal is lawless!” ”

Zhang Songxi was furious.

Song Qingshu begged, “Fourth Uncle, you must be the master for your nephew.” ”

When he first saw Zhang Songxi, he was still a little ashamed to see him.

However, at this time, he already wanted to open, could life be worse than now?

He blamed all the blame on Quan Guanqing.

Zhang Songxi looked at Song Qingshu and said, “Don’t worry, Fourth Uncle will definitely preside over justice for you.” ”

Quan Guanqing’s actions not only violated the morality of the rivers and lakes, but also did not take him into account for the Wudang faction.

Seeing Zhang Songxi agree, Song Qingshu was overjoyed.

Over the years, what Quan Guanqing has done to him, he has long had enough.

Now, he can finally take revenge.

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