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Chapter 400 Hu does not return

Early winter, the main hall.

The snow has not yet risen, and the wind is already a little heavy.

Su Weiyun said slowly: "So Senior Hu is here to catch me?"

Hu Bugui said loudly: "If you call me Su Weiyun, that would be correct."

Su Weiyun said, "Is Long Xiaoyun asking you to catch me?"

Hu Bugui said: "It's the extreme, it's the extreme, who else can he be? It took him two years to find me, which is a great effort!"

Su Weiyun said: "Why did he harm me if he calls me brother?"

Hu Bugui said: "If you killed his son and bullied him, how could he remain indifferent?"

Su Weiyun said: "In other words, Long Xiaoyun is a gentleman who is tolerant and generous on the surface, but in fact he is a perfect villain with two sides?"

Hu Bugui said: "It's so disgusting that kind of villain that makes people want to vomit!"

Su Weiyun said: "But you owe him your affection, do you have to come and arrest me?"

Hu Bugui sighed: "I didn't want to do it at first, but I really had to fight with you!"

The two of them said one by one, and they had already explained the whole story and the unpredictable hearts of the whole thing very clearly, allowing Li Xunhuan and Lin Shiyin to understand it.

The wind outside the house gradually stopped.

However, Su Weiyun and Hu Bugui's bodies were tense and they looked at each other intently. Their internal strength and strength were slowly circulating and ready to go.

Long Xiaoyun said slowly: "Do you two want to do it here?"

Li Xunhuan suddenly said: "They must not do anything here!"

Long Xiaoyun stood up and said, "Why?!"

Li Xunhuan said: "When two tigers fight, there will be one injury. Whether it is Senior Hu or Hero Su who makes a mistake, the only one who makes a profit will be the Money Gang!"

A strange and cruel smile flashed in Long Xiaoyun's eyes. He looked at Li Xunhuan, but finally set his eyes on Lin Shiyin's face.

"Shi Yin, our son has not revenged his great revenge, but he has to stop his happiness for the sake of morality in the world... Alas, I am in the world, so it's not convenient to say more. You, the sister-in-law, come and talk to him."

Li Xunhuan's face turned pale in an instant.

But Lin Shiyin's cheeks immediately showed a terrible blood red.

"Li Xunhuan."

Lin Shiyin stood up and held the chair with one hand, as if she might fall down at any time.

"I've been with the last two years just to wait for this day, otherwise I'll be unable to survive anymore. Do you want to hinder us?!"

Li Xunhuan opened her mouth and couldn't speak.

But Li Bufu quietly pulled Li Xunhuan's neck of clothes and asked, "Uncle Li, can Master beat this madman?"

Li Xunhuan sighed and shook his head and said, "I don't know."

He really didn't know, and he couldn't see what Hu Bugui's martial arts skills were.

Su Weiyun suddenly stood up and smiled and said, "Li Tanhua, go. I won't let you make things difficult for you."

"you......"

Su Weiyun said: "Long Xiaoyun, I remember I once said that if you give birth to another son, I will accept him as my disciple, teach him carefully, and pass on his martial arts."

Long Xiaoyun said sarcastically: "I'm sorry, Mr. Su is so good at remembering this!"

"Okay, don't let it go," Su Weiyun turned his head and said, "Your surname is Li, you knelt down now and recognize Li Xunhuan as your adoptive father!"

"Long Xiaoyun said that his son is Li Xunhuan's son, so it's almost the same who you recognize as an adoptive father. It's better to recognize an individual as an adoptive father than to recognize a dog."

Li Bufu didn't understand his intentions, but he was obedient and kowtowed three times respectfully at Li Xunhuan.

Su Weiyun said: "Li Tanhua, if I die today, please help me take care of this child, and you don't need to pass on your flying knife skills. Just let him understand martial arts a little and no longer be bullied."

Li Xunhuan sighed long and said, "Child, it's useless to adopt a father. You must not learn from me in the future!"

After he said that, he ignored Li Bufu's screams and yelled, grabbed his body, immediately floated up, and flew out of Xingyun Village, blinking a few times, without a trace.

Su Weiyun looked at the two of them and then bowed to Hu Bugui, "Senior, please take action."

"But the ugly words are ahead. If I am lucky enough to die today, there will be no Xingyun Village in the world."

Hu Bugui sighed, "If you are defeated, I cannot help you get rid of them. But if you have other wishes, I may fulfill them for you."

Su Weiyun thought for a while and said, "I have a book called "Deadly Sword Book" taken away by the Jinshuo. Now it may have fallen into Shangguan Jinhong's hands. Can you help me get it back?"

Hu Bugui said: "I may not be Shangguan Jinhong's opponent."

Su Weiyun suddenly sternly said: "You are not Shangguan Jinhong's opponent, are you my opponent?!"

He made a move like lightning, his fists were released at the same time, and he used Shaolin's Arhat Tiger Fist, with a gust of wind and an extraordinary momentum, and he was like a tiger going down the mountain!

Hu Bugui screamed and jumped beside him, shuttled back and forth with both hands, but he used a set of 72-way small grasping hands from the Wudang Sect to defeat hardness and seize Su Weiyun's wrist.

Su Weiyun's move changed, and his left hand suddenly twisted from a strange angle, hitting Hu Bugui's waist like a whip, and changed the hand-snipping style of Emei.

Hu Bugui turned over and avoided a 1 meter away. He suddenly pulled out a bamboo sword to his waist, shook lightly in the wind, and hit Su Weiyun's arm.

The two of them changed their moves, which was extremely quick and dazzling.

Lin Shiyin had already avoided her far away, and Long Xiaoyun was holding a silver spear to protect her.

Su Weiyun in the center of the field saw Hu Bugui taking a bamboo branch and facing him, but did not immediately pull out the sword. Instead, he avoided it with his body technique and retreated repeatedly.

While dodging, he was observing Hu Bugui's swordsmanship.

Hu Bugui's swordsmanship is indeed very "strange", with no rules and no moves to speak of, just like a child wielding bamboo strips randomly.

But there is also a natural and unconventional meaning that ripples in it.

Su Weiyun's body is sometimes like a crane, sometimes like a swallow, sometimes like a roc, sometimes like an eagle, constantly changing, and he has integrated all kinds of body techniques and is extremely skillful.

Hu Bugui's bamboo sword was bent and oblique, and it was even weak, so he couldn't even touch Su Weiyun's clothes.

Su Weiyun frowned and never set off his sword, retreated from the main hall to the yard.

The two of them walked and stopped, ran all the way, and finally moved before Leng Xiang Xiaozhu.

Long Xiaoyun hurriedly followed him with a silver spear, but Lin Shiyin fell to the ground and dared not and could not go out to see it anymore.

"Mr. Hu, do you need my help?"

Hu Bugui shouted: "Don't come, you are afraid that you will dirty my sword!"

He danced the bamboo strips in his hand again, some like a skylight falling, some like a sword and seven flowers, but if this is a dog-beating stick method, someone might believe it.

His swordsmanship is really incomprehensible.

Su Weiyun's brows also frowned deeper.

He was not surprised by Hu Bugui's superb swordsmanship, but was wondering how this swordsmanship could be so low.

call!

Su Weiyun rushed forward and came to a plum tree.

The bamboo sword followed closely, and an invisible sword energy pierced out, rustling sound, cutting through several plum blossoms.

Su Weiyun broke it and picked the plum branch off. Suddenly he stabbed it forward, and shot down the bamboo sword in Hu Bugui's hand!

Hu Bugui shouted, clapped his hands and walked away, laughing and singing.

"The heavens forget, the earths forget, the swords forget, and the man forgets. All the troubles in the world are forgotten, and forgetting and not forgetting are the same. You say the same, I say the same, but unfortunately it is different!"

The light skills he showed at this moment were unparalleled, not inferior to Li Xunhuan just now, and his voice immediately went farther.

"It's different, different. I'll pay for all my kindness and hatreds. After paying it, I'll go back to my hometown and drink soup when I return to my hometown! It's better to drink soup than to eat...."

The sound behind was no longer clear, and Hu Bugui disappeared outside Xingyun Village.

Su Weiyun listened to Hu Bugui's singing, watched him gradually disappear, and smiled and said, "No wonder Bai Xiaosheng said that Hu Bugui's martial arts are sometimes high and sometimes low, so he is not included in the weapon spectrum. So it turns out that this is really the case."

However, Long Xiaoyun's face turned as pale as his silver spear.

Su Weiyun suddenly turned around and looked at him and said slowly: "This battle is over, so we should calculate our accounts now."
Chapter completed!
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