"A Wu, why do you agree to his request? He is just using the court as a backer to bully others. Can't you see that?"

On the crowded street, Ning Que'er looked back at Li Lianci's back as he pushed the wheelchair away, and asked unwillingly.

"I didn't agree to him, and then we had a big argument and finally even took action. Anyway, our high-level martial arts Li family can't keep us?"

He walked by the road with a chuckled, throwing a copper plate in his hand, not caring about his beggar outfit, and how inconsistent it was to wear with Ning Quer's coat.

Wang Wu said casually while looking at whether there are any snacks on the street.

"Then they completely broke up and ignored the care of the Li family for me back then. They arrested the arrogant Li Lianci and were repaired, so that they could be embarrassed. It would be better if they could not get out of Taiwan?"

"That is, drag the Beggars' Sect and your master into the water, and ask them to gesture with the officers and soldiers found by the Li family. Without knowing whether the court's intervention was deep or shallow?"

"Or we will directly take the head of the Li family hostage and do a beheading operation. If a man is angry, blood will splatter ten steps so that they can know that the top masters should not be bullied?"

"Or, if we don't do anything at all, we will force the Li family to surrender. Even if the initial responsibility lies with us, we will not accept the punishment."

"But if they just believe in the truth, if they just don't give in, they even go and ask a backer to help."

"You go further on both sides of us, I go further and never stop until we are at the end?"

"There is..." Ning Que'er was about to follow the words and said something, then he stopped and stopped talking.

"Huh, Li Lianci just saw that I would not be able to get to this point, so he suppressed the conditions and refused to give in."

"Do you know the allusion of "Sheng Mien and Fighting Mie Revenge?"

"We are like this now, do we look like the one who has already gotten a bargain, but after the other party no longer gives in, we feel that the other party has not given enough attitude and is not good enough, and hates the other party."

He let out a sigh of relief, and Wang Wu caught the copper plate that fell from mid-air for unknown reasons.

It was like that, and something was terminated.

"This is how the grudges in the world sometimes come from."

"Li Lianci has taken a fancy to my ability and wants to hire people, but he doesn't want me to feel that his understanding has no bottom line."

"That he tests my attitude and thus makes a three-year agreement. He uses my current three years of labor to make up for the mistake of not giving up the dishonest and unfaithfulness of that year."

"It is true that he is entitled to repay his kindness, but that's also my fault first. It's normal for him not to believe me. Besides, he doesn't want much reward, he just speaks a little straightforwardly."

"Where are you, we have good skills in self-control. How dare he be so coercive? Instead of swallowing your anger, it's better for everyone to live a good life?"

"So, every word you said and said, the atmosphere that was not tense made you chat as if you were facing a great enemy."

"Hmph, one or two are all young people's spirits."

He shook his head tiredly, and there was no sadness and joy in Wang Wu's eyes.

But immediately afterwards.

She smiled again as if she was laughing and crying.

At the same time, he turned his head and asked Ning Que'er.

"About all, Quer (erhuayin), do you know what a hero is?"

"Xia?" Ning Que'er frowned and did not give an answer as soon as possible when he heard this familiar but somewhat unfamiliar word.

"Some people say that heroes violate the ban with martial arts. It is because most of the heroes in this world only seek pleasure. For example, we can really start a slap in the table and argue with Li Lianci to the end."

As he spoke, Wang Wu's eyes stopped resting on Ning Quer'er.

Instead, he turned around and looked directly in front of him under the eaves of the green tiles that were a little blackened by the sun.

She looked there, half-closing her eyes.

"But, it's different, the hero in my heart is different from this."

After saying this, Wang Wu raised his hand and carried his bamboo stick on his shoulder.

Behind the bamboo stick, the wine gourd was hanging and swaying, swaying, and it was eccentric.

Just then, the girl had already curled her lips and walked away in the distance.

She didn't say how different her hero was from the forbidden hero.

I just hummed and recited a small order, one word after another, pretending to be heroic and cute.

"I came from the Du Kang River and walked around when I woke up.

It also goes into the vast wind, and a long roar starts to shock the foal.

The sword wandering in the rivers and lakes has not been brought, and the sword penetrated into the martial arts world has been buried.

Only alone.

Singing loudly to unify your mind.

How strange it is.

How could it be more refreshing?"

Wang Wu believes that he can't be a hero because she often makes mistakes.

It was like she had let down the pity of the wife of the Li family.

It was like her breach of trust in the ordinance of selling her body.

It was like she was still having a sense of luck until the end, and wanted to delay this matter again and discuss.

But she has not yet fallen to the point where she wants to go with the flow completely.

So she at least wanted to accept the result calmly.

So she doesn't complain about anyone right now.

I even tasted a little bit of debt-free and light, and realized my nature.

It took three years to pay off a favor debt. This matter was actually quite worthwhile to her and it had nothing to do with what others said.

In life, I just want to have a clear conscience.

This should also be a kind of chic.

In addition, she didn't want to always owe anyone anything.

The reason is unclear.

Perhaps it was just because she didn't want to have too much affectionate relationship with others.

But from this point of view.

The knife she gave to Ning Que'er back then was a love or a debt.

It should be a debt, at least Wang Wu will definitely say that in his mouth.

Unfortunately, Ning Queer couldn't understand.

Unfortunately, Wang Wu himself didn't understand enough.

Therefore, the knife that was already cold.

Finally it became the sword that was not yet heartbroken.

...

"Why do you want to save me?"

In the dimly lit room, Wuzhao, or Jiang Lao, was sitting on a wooden chair, looking at the figure in front of him with a gray face.

The Iron-Faced Man in front of him was applying medicine to him. When he heard the five-claw problem, the Iron-Faced Man paused his hand.

Then, he spoke in a voice that had been distorted by internal energy.

"Because you're useful to me."

Jiang Lao looked at the other person with a complicated expression, knowing that he should be unable to get rid of it.

This is the main reason why everyone in the Dragon Guard should be wary of each other.

None of them wants to be their chess pieces while being manipulated by the emperor.

"Hiss, who are you listening to in the dragon?"

A severe pain came, and Wuzhu, who had a breath of air conditioning, asked again.

“…”

"I shouldn't have told you, but you can call me Sanlin." The man in black answered concisely while applying medicine to him.

He looked down at his bloody hands, and Wuzard understood that he might not be able to use hidden weapons within half a year.

That crazy woman is a little too strong.

"I've already done this, what's the use for you?"

"I don't need you to do it." Sanlin turned around and picked up some clean rags and splints after applying the medicine.

"You just need to restore to being able to write."

"What do you want to do?" Five claws' pupils contracted slightly, and he had a bad premonition.

"Don't worry, it's not a big deal. I just want you to write a letter for me." Sanlin chuckled and wrapped the rag around Wuzhao's hand.

"Let you listen to the whispers of the subordinates of Yuge Pavilion, Shanyu, and Muyu, come to help me with your identity as the Lord of Yuge Pavilion."

"You want them to help you catch the rebel?" Wuzha's lips trembled.

"Impossible, then my identity will be exposed. And they don't know that I'm doing things for Tinglong. If they intervene and find anything accidentally, they will be silenced."

"That's nothing to do with me." Sanlin tied the plyboard with a cloth strip in a straightforward manner, and Sanlin sneered and looked at Wuzha.
Chapter completed!