I lost myself...I can't pick it up...

......That Bai Muqiu must have been lost...

.... Just throw it away..... It's riddled with holes.... What can I do if I pick it up?

The figure dressed in black and gold, looked indifferently at the ravines caught on the wall. After a long time, Bai Ning slowly stood up. When the wind blew, the silver silk and clothes were flying in chaos. He looked at the old man who was busy in the city who persuaded the monk to put down his butcher knife, or to stop others but not hurt others.

".....State of mind. This old guy is doubting the origin of my martial arts." Bai Ning may have been a busy mediocre person in his previous life, but at the height of today's background, he himself has some understanding of the word "mood of martial arts". It should be that the lasting mentality of rendering. The sentence Zhou Tong said before, "When the way of martial arts, the state of mind cannot keep up with it." It should imply that his martial arts skills are so high, but his pursuit and understanding of martial arts are so poor.

It completely confuses the state of mind of being a human being with the state of mind of martial arts.

Bai Ning gently tapped the wall brick with his index finger. Now he reacted, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "The martial arts master who has been practicing step by step can see the clues with a quick master like me. It is normal for me to have no way of understanding the real martial arts, but... why should you point fingers in front of me?"

"Master, you..." Jin Jiu came over and looked worriedly.

Bai Ning waved his hand, his tone gradually became colder, "It's okay, I was fooled by this old guy for a moment. Everyone just stood differently, and what they saw and thought were different. Zhou Tong was still a hero and righteous person at such age, so naturally he looked at goodness. But we just do dirty things and killed some people, but it doesn't matter. People are different."

He turned around and walked straight down the city tower, "But what should be killed still needs to be killed."

After stepping out of the city gate, there was a quarrel and then a move. Zhou Tong didn't want to hurt people, but just used his skill to drag the romance and pushed them away with force, without any harm. It was not that he could not beat them, but that he had lived in the officialdom and had less of the hostility of people in the world. For fighting, killing, at his age, it was no longer so important.

"Zhou Tong——"

Bai Ning stood behind him, his voice was cold and not loud, "These people gathered to cause trouble, intending to whitewash the bandits who rebelled in Liangshan. What are these people doing?"

"Sir, do you really want to let others go?" Zhou Tong was gentle for a long time, and then he was slightly angry.

The young big man shook his finger at the other party, "Don't let go, you don't understand some things, so you are still a teacher when you sit in your fifties. If these people don't jump so much, nothing will happen today, but they just stood up at this critical moment. They became annoying and unstable things that disrupted the rear."

Then, Bai Ning recruited people and said, "Tell those people in the world to write down their martial arts as soon as possible. When the time comes, you can take them to bury them in the pit together."

One old and one young, fighting against each other.

A white figure was rushing towards the south. The man was heavy but extremely fast. The movement brought out naturally attracted the attention of the two. Bai Ning frowned and stopped the phone who was about to intercept him, "You will die when you go over and retreat."

"Sir Admiral, that person is very aggressive, I'm afraid the person who comes is not good."

Zhou Tong's face was normal and his eyes moved slightly, "This person is a bit powerful. It is probably a bit difficult for the Admiral to beat him. In this way, I want to make a deal with him."

Bai Ning is not a person like Zhou Tong who has been immersed in martial arts for decades. It is not difficult to see a little trick, but it is not as good as the other party in the depths. At this moment, the old man said that if he bargained like this, he would give him a step forward and be a thug for him. Bai Ning would give him a favor, and he would not give up any one at a time.

When they said this, the man in white had already come over, and his age was about twenty-seven or eight. The man had thick arms, agile and slender figure, and his disheveled hair was full of wildness. The eyes he looked over were like a pool of deep water, his words were dull, but simple and powerful. "Are you caught by people?"

Luo Qi was surprised, "Bai Jinchen..."

"Hmm?" Bai Ning looked at him.

"He should have wanted to come to save people. Admiral. This man lives alone in the East China Sea for many years and rarely communicates with outsiders. He is introverted and wild, but his martial arts are very powerful in the journey. I hope he won't fight with him." Luo Qi actually wanted the man opposite him to come over, but now Zhou Tong, who is a little famous in the world, has reached an agreement with the Admiral of the East Factory, and it is not appropriate for him to interfere with it again.

"Let the person go."

Bai Jinchen was taciturn and said little, referring to the people in the martial arts world who were tied up in a circle.

As soon as the words fell, the bows and crossbows around him were squeezing, and the factory guards were unsheathed and looked over, making a warning attitude. Bai Ning looked at the man and Zhou Tong again. Both sides were saving people, but they turned into fighting each other. This scene was still possible. He couldn't help but sneer in his heart, asking someone to find a big chair and sit straight at the city gate, and said to Zhou Tong: "Fight, I'll take a break."

Zhou Tong sighed slightly in his heart, and there was nothing in his eyes.

He stopped answering, but just bowed to the man and showed off his politely. Then, it suddenly moved like a sudden strong wind. Bai Ning couldn't even see how the old man moved. When he really saw the human figure clearly, he had already passed four or five steps away. The fist was pushed by, and the whistling of the fist wind in the air instantly broke out, and then he pressed over.

At this moment, Bai Ning's eyes widened, and his eyes flashed repeatedly. He noticed that Zhou Tong's punch was very similar to the one he had hit that day, and there was something more inside. At this moment, I thought about it, combined with what the other party said before, Bai Ning had some clarity that that thing should be what the old man said, and his understanding of his martial arts and boxing intentions were included.

Why practice martial arts and why punches? Bai Ning's face seemed to understand.

While thinking, a man named Bai Jinchen also flashed a trace of solemnity on his stiff face, and then he pushed out one palm, and he bumped into each other in the blink of an eye. The two seemed to be light and as soon as they touched, a wave of force suddenly evoked from the gap. The overwhelming wave of air surged and surging towards the surroundings. Several people who were slightly closer two or three meters away were directly swept out and rolled into the soil.

Bai Ning raised his breath, his soles of his feet sank, and he sat steadily on the chair, and his palace robe was blown by the qi.

Within a few steps around the two people, the soil was chiseled away, and the ground was plowed into a circle, and they could not stand the same. Suddenly, Zhou Tong's figure shook slightly in Bai Ning's vision, and Bai Jinchen on the opposite side seemed to notice something strange, but he didn't have time to make any moves. Then, the old man's figure suddenly took a small step forward, leaning faintly, and the fist that had originally opposed exerted force again and blasted over.

The fist was silent.

Just pushed forward a little bit, Bai Jinchen was like a gust of wind, and he moved his whole body seven or eight meters away. If he hadn't been twisted with his toes in time, he would have been beaten even further.

'Gojiu Capture Hand in East China' Bai Jinchen... Bai Ning has been listening to this name recently, but has never seen how powerful this person is. When he saw him at this time, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised and shocked. Compared with Zhou Tong, this person is over 20 years younger, but his martial arts skills are almost catching up with Zhou Tong. But it is no wonder that he has been shutting himself all year round and practicing martial arts in East China. It is normal to achieve this.

It is not unreasonable to gain something, but now I think about it carefully. Even if he can achieve such achievements in martial arts at a young age, he may be a mess in other aspects, and even speaking and communication have become an obstacle.

Compared with Zhou Tong, it is still much worse after all.

"Wonderful--"

Bai Ning stood up from the wooden chair. He said this, but he couldn't help but feel a little regretful and didn't see more fighting between the two sides.

"In this way, I will abide by what I promised you. But the premise is still the same. If you write down your martial arts, you can leave. If you don't write, you will still be punished."

He waved his fingers to stop Zhou Tong from speaking and continued, "I only agreed to let him go, but I didn't agree to let him go."

On the other side, Bai Jinchen found that he was actually a little unnecessary. Mu Na thought about it and immediately turned around and left. His voice came, "Since there is nothing wrong, I'm leaving."

This person came suddenly and left without any delay.

Bai Ning didn't think about what to do with this person. It would be fine to see him leave. He turned around and walked towards the city and said to Zhou Tong with his side: "That's the conditions. If you leave martial arts and leave alive, or bury it in the soil with martial arts. You'd better explain the awesome relationship to these idiots."

Even though Zhou Tong was a good man, his face could not withstand a burst of blueness or a burst of whiteness. "I will definitely persuade them, but I will not care about the Admiral."

"It will be fine if this is the case. It will save me the trouble."

Bai Ning's tone was cold, and he turned his face and walked away.

...........

After nightfall, the whole of Nanping was no longer as noisy as before.

In the county yamen, Bai Ning looked through the books in the dim flame and asked someone else, "What happened to Zhou Tong?"

"Reporting to the Lord, there are almost hundreds of people who have written their martial arts." Gao Muen replied, "But the rest of the people are probably more strong-willed and unwilling to write."

The book was put down.

Bai Ning's eyes were cold and a sentence burst out: "Let Jin Jiu lead the people to kill all the rest. Tomorrow morning, we will take the wife and go south, and Fang La's side is almost the same."

"yes."

Gao Muen bowed and exited the room.

............

I left the next day.

Outside Nanping City, an old man stood there with his eyes closed and smelled the blood coming from the soil.

Then, "Bai Ning—"

"You are going to let the entire martial arts people kill you. Where is your conscience?"
Chapter completed!