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148 I Want To Change The World

The teahouse became quiet again.

Su Qing sat at the table, sipping old wine and holding side dishes.

On the table, there was still Jing Wuming's half-cut sword, which seemed to be broken from the sword body. The sword was also dead, without the thrilling cold light it had before, and became dim and turned into scrap metal.

"Three years from now, when that man has perfected his sword skills, with Shangguan's domineering temperament, the money gang will surely be like the sun in the sky, sweeping the martial arts world. The two of them are one master and one servant. With their combined strength, I'm afraid the old man will

It can’t be stopped, and no one in this world will be able to stop it within ten years!”

Old man Tianji frowned deeply, shook his head and sighed.

He who knows others is wise, and he who knows himself is wise. It seems that although this old man is old, he is not confused in his heart and sees clearly.

No matter whether Jing Wuming comes in or goes out, his whole body momentum is invisibly blended with Shangguan Jinhong, making it difficult to distinguish each other; the two are just like one person, one is like a body, and the other is like a shadow, as if they have a combined attack move, this move

If you don't move, it will be enough; if you move, it will be earth-shattering.

Otherwise, how could the other side leave so calmly? That's because neither side left any confidence in the other, so today's meeting can be considered a draw.

It's not time to fight for your life yet.

The next time we meet, I'm afraid it will be a life-or-death situation.

Su Qing said slowly and unequivocally: "I'm afraid that in less than three years, this man will now encounter a situation where the sword is broken. When I watched him leave, the sword energy was already rising in my eyes. It was extremely powerful and invisible.

, I’m afraid it will break and then stand up again, and we will make further progress!”

Sun Xiaohong said from the side: "Grandpa, won't they be invincible by then?"

Sun Baifa was silent and could only sigh quietly. Looking at his inexperienced granddaughter, he really wanted to pour everything he had learned in his life into Sun Xiaohong's mind. In this way, he wouldn't have to worry about this girl and he could do his best.

And for.

But this man just has too many worries, which are both a help and a hindrance.

People can't help themselves in the world, and the reputation they have worked hard to earn all their lives has become a burden in the end.

Really, success is the first, and failure is the first.

Su Qing's gaze focused on the half-sword body, and he said with inexplicable meaning: "As soon as I go to the official position today, this person has become a hero, he is really awesome!"

He smiled again and looked at the braided girl with cheeks as red as apples.

"This person's heart is now free of all kinds of passions. The only thing left is the ear of "Quan", which is beyond the outside world. His heart is like gold and iron. Indeed, after reaching this point, he can be called invincible!"

"But how can there be absolute invincibility in this world!"

"Now is the time when geniuses are born in large numbers. This is the only one who has the best sword in the world. These two people are not the only ones whose lives depend on this world. It's really exciting now!"

Sun Xiaohong seemed confused when she heard this. Her eyes suddenly lit up and she blinked. "Can Mr. Su beat him?"

Su Qing smiled and said: "I haven't done anything, so I don't know. However, if the combined attack method is useless to me, I will have to try it to find out which one is stronger and which one is weaker!"

As soon as he glanced around, he suddenly saw Sun Baifa's bright eyes staring at him. He couldn't help but ponder for a moment, and nodded: "Well, it's a troubled time in the Central Plains martial arts world. Let Su take over this matter.

I think that after Jing Wuming’s swordsmanship is perfected, I will be the first to try it, I..."

"Who are you? What do you want?"

But old man Tianji couldn't help but interrupt him.

Su Qing burst into laughter. He paused and asked without answering, "What do Mr. Sun think of this world?"

Sun Baifa frowned, as if he didn't understand what he meant.

Su Qing smiled and said: "Look at this river and lake, there are many heroes and forces, today you fight for me, and tomorrow you kill me, everyone wants to be the master of this martial arts world. There will be countless catastrophes and bloody storms!"

He shook his head.

"There are no rules, that's not good!"

Facing the old man's eyes, his eyes flashed, and he said softly with a gentle smile: "In my opinion, it's better to eradicate them all at once. I want to change the world and set rules to restrain the heroes and shock the world.

, to control both the black and white paths!"

As if not seeing Sun Baifa's old face that gradually turned pale, Su Qing laughed loudly: "Haha, Mr. Sun, what do you think of me sitting here as the master of the world?"

After saying that, before the other party could say anything, Su Qing put down his cup and chopsticks, stood up, brushed his sleeves, and picked up a pot of wine.

"Today I get to see the two greatest peaks in the world. It's a worthwhile trip!"

He looked at Sun Xiaohong with a smile.

"Thanks to Miss Sun's hospitality, Su has not eaten so much for many years!"

As she spoke, Su Qing raised her hand and waved at the door.

There was a "creak", and the night snow outside the door was covered. The corpse on the ground had long disappeared. Suddenly, the candlelight flickered, and when I looked again, there was only a pair of grandfather and grandson with different expressions left at the table.

Outside the door, a figure seemed to turn into a wisp of blue smoke, floating into the snow curtain, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared like a mud cow into the sea, no longer visible, like a fairy.

"Wow!"

The door just opened and closed.

A loud laugh lingered in the room.

"If Mr. Sun needs help in the future, you can go to the Yuelai Inn in Baoding City and look for the shopkeeper Li Er. It's a long way to go. We'll meet again if we have the chance!"

"Grandpa, when did such a character appear in the world?"

Sun Xiaohong looked at the closed door, dumbfounded, and said in a daze.

Sun Baifa woke up from the silence. He rolled his eyes angrily when he heard this. He took the pipe into his hand, stuffed it with tobacco, and said casually: "You ask me, I'll ask who, anyway, that guy said it."

, He has taken over the affairs of the Money Gang, tsk tsk, he still wants to bring peace to the world, oh, I am old, I am really old, my life is troubled, I am afraid I will be Shangguan Jinhong again!"

Sun Xiaohong pouted and hummed: "I think this Mr. Su is upright and aboveboard, much better than that Shangguan Jin Hong. He is not like those hypocritical villains. Anyway, the world is already in chaos. It's up to someone to bring order to the chaos."

good!"

Sun Baifa gave a bitter smile, shook his head and said nothing.

Sun Xiaohong asked again: "Grandpa, what do you think he is going to do?"

Sun Baifa thought for a while and said meaningfully:

"He is not famous yet, but in my opinion, this trip will definitely make him a blockbuster!"



The flying snow is like a knife.

The crystal snowflakes rolled like waves, drifting across the sky with the whine of the north wind.

"quack--"

There was a strange sound in the snow in the distance, like the sound of heavy objects being dragged and rolled on the ground, grinding rocks and squeezing sand, harsh and harsh, and rumbling.

The sound is getting closer.

Suddenly I saw a black man with a curly beard who looked like an iron tower, with a strong and burly upper body like a Vajra warrior, rushing out. His hands made of cast iron tightly dragged the yoke of the cart, and he let out a roar that sounded like crying. He was actually like

A carriage pulled like a fierce horse rushed from a distance.

The beard was covered with snowflakes.

The cold snow and cold wind hit his chest, and the black man came galloping with red eyes.

The snow had turned to solid ice, and the sound of wheels churning alarmed the residents of the town. The carriages were rushing towards them. Anyone who took a look saw the black man dragging the carriages as fast as flying. They were all frightened and looked around.

flee.

Go straight without any obstruction until you reach a liquor store.

The big man took a deep breath, opened his mouth and roared like a thunderbolt, plowed the ground with his feet, and leaned back, trying to stop the carriage from rushing forward. However, he was still in a hurry, and saw the black man at his feet.

The snow was shoveled into the air one after another, and the shocking scene made the already frightened passers-by look pale and stunned on the spot.

Most of the drinkers in the wine shop fled away in an instant when they saw the sinister man coming in.

The big man looked around, entered the wine shop, put three benches together, erected a table at the back, and put on a delicate, soft and warm fox fur, before turning around and going out.

"Master, let me carry you out!"

As he stepped into the carriage, his eyes seemed to be filled with blood.

"Ahem!"

There was someone in the carriage. Of course there was someone. There was a cough and a weak word.

"good!"

The car door opens.

Only then did he see a person sitting slumped on the ground inside, with a gloomy green aura between his brows, which was clearly a sign of poisoning.

The man was wearing a fox fur coat, holding a wooden sculpture in his hand, and a seven-inch-long knife in his other hand. His eyes were smiling, as if he had lost all strength, and he had no movement to stand up.

His face was really ugly, with no trace of blood left at all, his lips were blue, and with the green air, he looked like a consumptive ghost, and he looked like he might die of illness at any time.
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