Chapter 62: No matter how good your martial arts skills are, you are just a maid who warms the bed

"Young Master, you must never do this gift!!!"

Fan Yao hurriedly stepped forward, knelt down first, and held Su Jing's arm from bottom to top, trying to help him up, but when Su Jing's arm turned, Fan Yao's force of pushing out turned in a strange circle. , pressing against his chest.

And Su Jing had already prostrated himself to the ground!

Fan Yao didn't exert any force, so he was naturally not injured, but the force-transfer technique... as far as he knew... seemed to be exactly the same as a technique in his memory...

He has not practiced the Great Shift of the Universe like Yang Xiao, but he only knows that this method of transferring the opponent's strength to himself seems...

"The Great Shift of the Universe?! Young Master...you...you have actually mastered such magical skills?"

"Alas...my nephew came out of the mountain this time just for this kind of magical power!"

Su Jing sighed: "Uncle Fan doesn't know something. That Cheng Kun is really hateful. He blamed the Ming Cult for my mother's death. He prioritized the destruction of my Guangmingding..."

"My subordinates have known about this for a long time. They wanted to kill Cheng Kun and eliminate a great harm for our light. However, Cheng Kun was very powerful and my subordinates could not defeat him. So I transformed into Kutoutuo and hid in Ruyang Prince's Mansion nearby. Monitor!”

How can Fan Yao still have any doubts now? At this moment, he already considers himself a subordinate!

Su Jing sighed: "Unfortunately, Uncle Fan, you don't know that the two elders Xuanming and Ming are also his minions, and now, under the guidance of Cheng Kun, they have secretly sneaked into the secret passage of my Guangmingding, and brought the world The big move was stolen, and the family was unfortunate. My unfaithful mother had already had an affair with Cheng Kun in the secret path countless times. His familiarity with the secret path was not even as good as that of my father... And our Ming sect is now torn apart. , actually taught them to succeed!"

Fan Yao was immediately startled and said in shock: "What the young leader means...the supreme magical power of our Mingjiao has actually fallen into that...that..."

"That's right! I don't know if it's Hebiweng or Luzhangke, but these two people can't be spared. Once they are allowed to contact Cheng Kun, it will be bad. He will definitely spread my Mingjiao magic everywhere. , At that time, how can I, the Mingjiao, have the dignity to stand between heaven and earth? That’s why my nephew went out to kill the Hebi Weng to protect the secrets of my Mingjiao from being leaked!"

"What the Young Master said is true. He must not be allowed to live. Young Master, please wait a moment. Your subordinates will go back and kill that guy right away. Hebi Weng's strength is equal to that of his subordinates. Now he has lost his life." Arm, I am no longer a match for my subordinates. After killing Hebiweng, I will immediately rush back to Dadu and kill Luzhangke! I will never let my Mingjiao secret knowledge be lost!"

Fan Yao is really not that easy to deceive, but Su Jing is pretending to be the son of Yang Dingtian, whom he has been searching for for more than ten years. However, he knows everything about his experiences over the years, and he has practiced the art of transferring flowers and connecting jade. Even though it is very different from the Great Shift of the Universe, after all, the two expressions are the same. In addition, Fan Yao has never practiced this skill. He only heard about it from his own leader...

Many coincidences, coupled with Su Jing's targeted remarks.

Fan Yao no longer cares about his hidden identity at this time. As long as he can kill the two elders Xuanming and ensure that his Mingjiao magical power is not leaked, he will do it at any cost, even if he dies with the enemy!

Fortunately for Jiang Liu, he had once seen him open a few words and trick him into getting a secret book.

Murong Ruo was already dumbfounded at this time. He did not expect that Mr. Su actually gained the trust of this mysterious Kudu Tuo in just a few words. He even became humble and regarded himself as a subordinate.

But when she heard Fan Yao's words, she was slightly frightened, thinking that if this person wanted to rob her...

"No, Uncle Fan doesn't need to be so solemn!"

Su Jing turned around and pointed at Murong Ruo behind him, and said with a smile, "Uncle Fan, what do you think of this girl?"

Fan Yao glanced at Murong Ruo, and a stiff smile appeared on his ugly face, and said: "Ms. Murong's swordsmanship is superb. Fan Yao can never match it. The two of them had left behind when they teamed up with Hebi Weng before. Not inferior to a girl, but with such skills and attainments at such a young age, it seems that the master has really taught me well!"

Murong Ruo raised the corner of his mouth but said nothing.

Su Jingdao: "She is my sword-holding maid. My father's main purpose this time is to test her. Killing Hebiweng is her task, so...please ask Uncle Fan to plunder the formation for her. If it really can't be done, , when the time comes, it will be up to Uncle Fan to kill the Hebiweng, but the Luzhangke is far away in Dadu..."

Fan Yao patted his chest and promised: "Don't worry, Young Master, my subordinates will definitely bring the head of the deer stick guest!"

"It's better to kill that Hebiweng first, Rong Ruo..."

Murong Ruo put a bit of a smile on his face and said: "Master, my servant is here!"

"Why don't you come and thank Uncle Fan for your help? Otherwise, where would you go to find the traces of the Hebi Weng?"

Murong Ruo came over, bowed to Fan Yaoying and said, "Thank you so much, Your Majesty Fan!"

After saying that, he tilted his head and gave Su Jing a playful look.

Su Jing smiled and said nothing... This could be regarded as a small revenge on her. Although she had no objection to her previous behavior of leaving him, but she understood it very well, but this did not mean that Su Jing would not Give her a little embarrassment.

Slave or something...and he said it very cryptically. I don't know if Murong Ruo could see it. Anyway, Fan Yao's eyes when looking at Murong Ruo had changed from full admiration for her before to...

No matter how good your swordsmanship is, you are just a maid who warms the bed and washes the feet of our young master!

Jiang Liu was probably the only one who still didn't understand anything, and just looked at Su Jing with admiration... He was obviously not much older than him, but he was so powerful. Su Shizhu was really different from himself, and was a very smart person.

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The night became darker.

The bright moon gradually disappeared in the dark clouds, and there was no light in the dark world.

In an ordinary courtyard...

An old man with long hair was drinking with a sad face. He usually loved drinking, and now he was drinking the daughter's red wine buried by the owner of this house eighteen years ago. The taste was naturally excellent. This was a good thing that he forced out after tearing the three people from the family apart. Unfortunately, he was not in a good mood at this time.

His left arm was empty, he had lost an arm, and the sharp sword edge even brushed past his neck. If he had reacted a little slower, it would not only be his arm that was cut off, but also his head.

To this day, the wound is still burning with pain!

It is conceivable that in the future, even if the injury is healed, without an arm, his skills will probably be reduced by 40%.

"Where did that little evil star come from? Why did she target us two brothers?"

Thinking of his brother lying on the sickbed in Dadu, that kid's martial arts skills were not high, but his moves were really exquisite. Even his fellow martial arts brothers who were as good as him suffered losses. In addition, the magical hidden weapons that were like flowers scattered all over the sky...

"We can be considered brothers in distress now, right?"

Hebi Weng murmured with a bitter smile and self-deprecating words. He took a sip of wine and whispered: "Where did this little girl come from?"

"Of course she came from hell, and came here specifically to take your life!"

Murong Ruo's voice was filled with indescribable anger. Standing on the high wall, he stared at Hebi Weng fiercely... But from Hebi Weng's perspective, he could only see a slender black shadow. The appearance of the black shadow looked...

Like a demon that is urging death! ! !