martial arts, novelist

Chapter 154 The One-Armed Boy
At this time, Tongzhou.

A house.

A teenager curled up on the ground, covering only his head with one hand, and let several luxuriously dressed teenagers beat him up, his eyes were empty and lifeless.

"Bold bastard, dare to make trouble with the young master, and don't even look at your virtue!"

"Call! Call quickly!"

The teenagers fought more and more fiercely. They seemed to have done this kind of thing countless times, and the teenagers on the ground seemed to have experienced it countless times.

"Wang! Wang!"

The boy opened his mouth in a low voice and called out a few times.

Hearing the barking of the dog, the teenagers laughed heartily. Looking at the lifeless teenager on the ground, they lacked interest, took a disgusted glance, turned and left.

That way, it's like abandoning a piece of garbage.

After several people left, the boy slowly got up.

His expression is still so empty, it seems that there is nothing in this world that deserves his attention.

Even if you lower your head and be called a dog barking.

One of his sleeves was empty, so he only had one arm to protect his body.

But how can one hand protect the whole body?
As a result, some bruises would appear on his body every day, and he would become the target of these teenagers beating and venting their anger every day.

But even so, he didn't leave.

Because he didn't know where to go.

He never knew why he came to this world, and he never knew who his parents were. It seemed that he had been here from the very beginning.

He was already used to the attitude of these people towards him, even when his hand was accidentally crushed by these teenagers, he just fainted from the pain.

When he woke up again, he was still here.

It's just that compared with before, he has one less arm.

He numbly walked towards the woodpile at the side, until when he held the rusty hatchet, there was a gleam in his eyes.

He carefully arranged the firewood, and waved the hatchet in his hand to split the firewood in half.

He is careful every time he pushes, because he needs to control every effort he has.

If he uses too much force, he may not be able to complete today's work due to overwork.

At that time, he will experience another severe beating.

Over time, he has become very careful about his strength.

Every time the knife goes down, the firewood will be split precisely from it.

But today, his knife also seemed to have an inexplicable change.

Because he suddenly knew something called 'Sword Technique'.

He enjoyed it so much that he thought that what he practiced was 'sword technique', and his mind was completely intoxicated in the process of performing 'sword technique'.

His chopping speed is getting faster and faster, but within two hours, he has already completed today's work.

Clang.

A broken bowl was thrown in front of him, and a vicious woman cursed.

"I know how to eat all the time, and I don't know who gave birth to such a thing as you. Now it's better, I haven't done much work, I know how to eat every day, this family will let you eat up sooner or later!"

It's just that even though she said so, the food in the bowl was muddy like pig food.

How much is a bowl of pig food worth?

"Okay, after dinner, finish the rest of the work quickly."

The woman glanced at the chopped wood and cursed, not giving him time to breathe.

The boy silently picked up the broken bowl, sipped the food in it, and didn't say a word.

The more the woman looked at it, the more disgusted she became, and she turned around and simply couldn't see it.

at dusk.

The young man curled up alone in the woodshed. He was already mentally exhausted, but he still carefully took out a book from his arms.

His movements were gentle, as if what he was holding was not a book, but a rare treasure.

He carefully opened the pages of the book and looked at the contents inside.

He knows how to read, because that way he can do more work.

As the sun set and the last ray of light dissipated between the sky and the earth, he finally finished reading the book in his hand.

When I closed the book, the name of the book was also revealed, with three words 'Liancheng Jue' written on it!
He sat there in a daze for a long time.

Suddenly, he picked up the hatchet beside him and walked out of the firewood room.

It happened that the woman was making out with a man, and when they saw the boy, both of them were startled.

The man ran away in a panic, leaving the woman in a panic to arrange her clothes, and opened her mouth to curse.

"You bastard, why don't you just rest in the house and come out?"

The more she scolded, the worse it sounded, and her tone became more and more vicious.

The boy looked up at him, a look of confusion flashed in his eyes.

Suddenly, he clenched the knife in his hand and slashed out.

In the next second, the woman's voice stopped abruptly.

Her eyes widened, and a deep wound appeared on her uncovered chest, from which blood flowed out, instantly staining her clothes red.

Her lips moved, as if she wanted to say something, but as the anger in her eyes gradually drained, she fell to the ground with a look of fear.

She never seemed to think that she would die.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, there seemed to be a strange gleam in the boy's empty eyes.

At this time, the sky was covered by dark clouds, and there were bursts of muffled thunder, and the world seemed to be plunged into darkness.

Holding the hatchet in his hand, the boy stepped over the corpses on the ground and stepped into the courtyard behind.

Not long after, with the explosion of the sky and the earth, the thunder fell, and Yao's world was bright.

At this time, the boy had already slowly walked out from the backyard.

It's just that at this time, he is already covered in blood, not only his clothes, but even the knife in his hand is extremely scarlet.

It looked as if the whole person was stained red with blood!

And the courtyards behind are completely dead silent, because the people inside are all dead.

The young man walked out slowly, still clenched the hatchet in his hand, and his empty eyes seemed to regain a little vitality.

Holding the knife like this, he walked out of the house step by step.

The moment you step out the door.

He also seemed out of this world.

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storytelling building.

This morning.

Seeing Shi Zhongwei, as soon as the two sat down, Lu Si asked about the "Qi Bing Men".

"By the way, Brother Shi, have you ever heard of what sect and sect is the 'Qibingmen'?"

Yesterday Iron Elephant Dragon reported his identity and gave him a token, but he never knew about the "Sorcerer's Gate" that he called.

Out of curiosity, I planned to ask Shi Zhongwei if he had heard about the origin of the 'Sorcerer's Gate'.

"The Raiders Sect? Why did Brother Lu suddenly ask about this sect?"

Whoever would have imagined that when he heard about this 'Spiritual Armament Gate', Shi Zhongwei suddenly showed a strange look.

Lu Si smiled and said: "Before I met a man who claimed to be the 'Qi Bing Sect', I asked him to make me a weapon, but the man actually gave me a token afterwards.

I don't know anything about this 'Qibingmen', so I want to ask Brother Shi to find out the origin of this 'Qingbingmen'. "

Simply say what happened before.

As he spoke, he handed the weird token to Shi Zhongwei.

Shi Zhongwei took the token, glanced at the token, then at Lu Si, and looked at it several times in succession.

He waited until Lu Si showed his impatience, then he said with a smile.

"I didn't expect Brother Lu to act decently, and I didn't expect to be interested in this kind of strange weapon."

　After listening to a book friend's suggestion, I changed the introduction. I hope you can give me more comments.Also thank you for your support.

　　
　
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