It was noon, and Deng Duxiu was so hungry that he couldn't stand it. Suddenly, there were scales flashing on the river surface. He slowly threw his spiritual power over and brushed the ground. Four fat river fish were steadily supported by his spiritual power and took it to the shore.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly. Once he cultivated an immortal, he almost died at the hands of a warrior like Hong Cheng, who was not very skilled. The only ability he could show off was to show his magical powers in fishing.

After some self-deprecation, he took his ability to expel fish to the extreme.

He first took some dry firewood, then controlled the dagger to quickly open the belly of the four river fish, and moved it to the river to clean it.

Ignite, skewers of fish, and roast them. The golden oil drips onto the pine branches to inspire a strange fragrance, and he starts to move.

After eating two river fish in one breath, drinking a sweet Qingjiang River water, burping, slumping on the grass slope, finally feeling comfortable.

"Good hands."

At some point, the young man in blood suddenly sat up.

Deng Duxiu glanced at him, activated his spiritual power, and put out the bonfire. "Although there is no salt, it is uniquely sweet, and there are two of them that belong to you."

"I said you have good hands and you're about to catch up with me. It's just a pity. If you're not ugly, you're actually quite handsome."

The young man in blood stared at Deng Duxiu's slender pianists with a serious look on his face.

“…”

Deng Duxiu felt chills and felt that the weather suddenly turned cold.

The young man in blood shook his head slightly, and a fish jumped into the river, washed up in the river, from his hair to his clothes, no one fell to his head.

After washing for half an hour, I jumped ashore, took a fish, cut it slowly with a dagger, and fed it little by little.

As the qi and blood swelled, his body was filled with smoke. Not long after, his clothes and hair were dry. He pulled off a strand of cloth, made a head rope, and tied the ink hair like a waterfall behind his head. His beautiful face almost turned the sunshine.

"Eat fish and eat fish. What do you do when you shake your head?"

Deng Duxiu couldn't stand it anymore.

The young man in blood ignored him and kept changing angles. Finally, he nodded slightly, as if satisfied.

Deng Duxiu then realized that this guy had actually used the river water as a mirror and felt pity on the riverside.

His mind was completely confused. The image this guy had in his heart either soared into a rage, turned into a cannonball, smashed the city gate, or roared with a sigh and attracted the enemy alone. Anyone could be regarded as a hero.

As soon as the self-pitying guy appeared, he smashed the heroes in his mind to pieces.

"Good fish, let's have another one?"

The young man in blood threw away the clean fish bones he had gnawed and waved to Deng Duxiu.

Deng Duxiu waved his hand and the last grilled fish flew to him.

The young man in blood caught the grilled fish and slowly started to eat. "Fellow practitioners of Xianwu, great. In the end, the return wind slash, who did you learn from? I think you are even more slippery than me."

A cold light flashed in Deng Duxiu's eyes, "Do you want to learn? I'll teach you."

The young man in blood stared at him, "You had a flash of thought just now, want to kill someone to silence me?"

"Eat your fish."

Deng Duxiu was speechless. This guy was too straightforward.

The young man in blood cut off another piece of meat and chewed it gently, "It tastes really good." As he said that, his eyes glanced at the river again.

"I said, can you stop taking photos?"

If he hadn't watched this guy take a bath with his own eyes, his upper and lower body would have been flat and his crotch was bulging, he would have really suspected that this guy was dressed as a man.

"I understand, I should take care of you."

"You will know what you want, take care of me..."

The young man in blood sighed, "I'm sorry that I was not born in a prosperous era."

"Stop, stop, I'm convinced, brother Thirteenth."

Deng Duxiu wanted to die when he heard this. He felt that he should give Zhenhuanzhu a little more and more honestly to this guy. Perhaps this is what he is called his master.

"What does Thirteen mean?"

The young man in blood asked.

Deng Duxiu said calmly, "My mother's hometown dialect means a handsome man."

The young man in blood lit up his eyes, "I heard it for the first time, it's quite unique. I am the Thirteenth, and I deserve my name."

Deng Duxiu was no longer able to do it. He felt that he would not die under his mouth if he didn't change the subject. "You are good at abilities and don't look like a criminal, so how could you be arrested and imprisoned?"

The young man in blood sighed quietly, "The master led the door and sentenced him to the individual, but it is hard to describe in any way."

Deng Duxiu felt that he couldn't continue chatting with this guy, "Okay, you and me have their own secrets, why bother to say too much? It's getting late, I have to leave."

The young man in blood nodded, "Leave a name and name. Don't fool me with Xu Yi. Even his face must be covered. How can he get his real name?"

"The lonely shadow of the cold river, the old friends in the rivers and lakes, why do you have to know each other when you meet?"

Deng Duxiu looked up at the sky, thinking that the sun was too big today, and the river water was almost burning to smoke.

The young man in blood was stunned, "Okay, my name is Chu Kuangge."

Deng Duxiu's mind suddenly exploded.

The giant hero of China, Chu Kuangge, has such a big name.

Who would have thought that the thirteen-dealer in front of him would become a famous figure in more than ten years?

There are so many heroes in the world, but Chu Kuangge is the only one who is recommended to be a hero in the world.

"Why do you make this expression? I've been here for a while. You probably haven't heard of my name."

Chu Kuangge was surprised by Deng Duxiu's reaction.

Deng Duxiu said, "The name is good, it's not stupid. I would like to remind you that in the future, you will be more smart than your brain. Not everyone is worthy of your hard work."

He had heard of several things about Chu Kuangge in his previous life, and he didn't believe that there were such guys in the world.

This time he met in person, he had to sigh that the heroism of some people was melted into his bloodline.

Chu Kuangge laughed, "I like to look up at the stars and understand the dust."

As he said that, he waved his hand and a waist bag flew towards Deng Duxiu, "This is Hong Cheng's relics. You killed the person and the things belong to you. Brother Xu, let's leave."

Chu Kuangge bowed his hand, and his feet were anxious, and he shook a few times, and he was far away.

Watching Chu Kuangge leave, Deng Duxiu opened Hong Cheng's waist bag, and there were two medicine bottles, a handful of golden melon seeds and a letter, and nothing else.

Deng Duxiu opened the envelope and read it: "Hong Cheng's brother, he met his words as if he were faced.

The situation in Huaixi is already dangerous, if you find out the sincerity, the Bo Mansion has no intention of Deng Duxiu.

When Deng Duxiu was escorted to Huaixi immediately, if the hall master could really use this to pinch down Deng Xiaoxian, the three thousand brothers trapped in Qichuan would have the hope of getting out.

Remember, very urgent.”

Deng Duxiu read it several times and smashed the letter with the envelope.

"Flying Tiger Guard Deng Xiaoxian" and "Sincere Bo Mansion", Deng Duxiu became very curious about his life experience.

He was raised by his mother since childhood. After he became sensible, he also asked his father where he went.
Chapter completed!