Guo Bin is really a ruthless character. His face was burned to pieces and completely deformed, but he just snorted a few times and died.

Guo Xuanwu screamed in fright, pulled away his hand holding the charcoal, and cried sadly: "Why! Why is this happening?"

Guo Bin trembled all over and cried out: "Child! I have to do this as a last resort. Your appearance will change as you grow up. It will be difficult for others to recognize you. The Za family will be different. If you are recognized,

, then there is only a dead end!"

Guo Xuanwu hugged him and cried bitterly: "Dad! There is no need to be mean to yourself, the worst is death, Xiao Wu is not afraid!"

Guo Bin's face was covered in burnt, rotten flesh, and he looked extremely horrified. He hugged Guo Xuanwu and asked an unexpected question: "My child! It is a waste of time not to avenge a grudge! The mysterious woman who destroyed the Za family and your godfather, you must hold on tight."

Remember, when you have mastered kung fu, you will avenge us! But... it’s too difficult!”

Guo Xuanwu cried and said: "I know it was a woman in a white dress who hurt you. I am not afraid of hard work. The old eunuch Zhou Jianbo taught me a sword technique called the Moon-breaking Sword Style. It is very powerful. I will definitely

I will practice successfully and avenge you!"

Guo Bin was stunned for a moment, then looked up to the sky and let out a sad and wild laugh: "God is really wise! That dead old ghost Zhou Jianbo, the Za family knew that he had something to hide, but they didn't expect that he still passed on this unique skill.

Son of the Za family, there is hope for revenge! There is hope for revenge! Cack, cack..."

After laughing, he fell silent, and suddenly, he said sadly: "From now on, you are the ghost! I am the fierce ghost! 'Asura ghost evil' is the nickname for us when we come back to the world!"

He picked up Guo Xuanwu and kicked the edge of the fire casually. The sparks ignited the straw on the ground, and the fire slowly spread.

Guo Bin hugged Guo Xuanwu and slowly walked out of the ruined temple with tired steps. A raging fire burned behind him, making their faces flush. Their eyes were filled with the flames of revenge, just like the two demon gods, big and small.

generally.

I don’t know when, light snow started to fall in the sky, which made people feel a chill in their hearts...

Pear City, the second largest city in Yiluo Prefecture, is located in the southern part of Yiluo Prefecture.

There is "Lihua Mountain" in the north of the city. The locals call it a mountain, but it is actually just a raised hill. A small tributary of the Leiyue River passes through it, neatly cutting Lihua Mountain in half in the middle.

There is a small lake in the middle of Lihua Mountain, covering an area of ​​about ten acres. The lake is lined with green trees, and boats are flying on the lake. The scenery is beautiful, and there are many tourists on weekdays, so small businessmen and hawkers are naturally indispensable.

They set up stalls along the lakeshore and it was very lively. Over time, it became a place where dragons and snakes mixed together.

Early that morning, an old man selling steamed buns at a stall said to the middle-aged man selling braised noodles next door: "Noodles! The tap tax at Beili is ten coppers less. I plan to go there tomorrow.

Will you follow?"

Noodle Li Zheng was sitting in front of the stall, lost in thought, looking straight at the steaming soup pot, smiling stupidly, not even knowing that the noodles had flowed into the bowl on the table, as if he had lost his soul.

Yes, he said absently: "Go...I'll go in a few days..."

"Snapped!"

A towel was slapped on the back of his head.

"Fuck you! I can't earn a few copper coins after a month's hard work, and you throw away everything in one night! Tell me, did you go to see that kiln girl again last night? Looking at your listless look,

Sooner or later, those two little kidneys of yours will be squeezed dry and turned into soybeans!"

Nian Li stretched his body, yawned, and immediately became energetic. He said mysteriously: "Old Wang, don't talk nonsense! I didn't sleep well last night because of our 'Nanli'

'The stunning 'Mrs. Ruolan' came here last night! In a small tent, she held the pipa in her arms, not to mention playing and singing, the key is that she danced while playing the pipa, that... was so damn

Top notch!”

"What? Just playing the piano and dancing have you become so obsessed with me?"

"Old Wang, you don't know that Mrs. Ruolan only wore a little bit... when she was dancing, her skirt was fluttering and looming. It was really unbearable. I couldn't even see half of it, so I just...

It’s gone thousands of miles!”

"Fuck you! Are you really that amazing? Just looking at it can make you flood?"

Noodles Li looked embarrassed, but said with great fascination: "Damn old Wang! You have lived such a long life in vain, I guarantee you have never seen it! Mrs. Ruolan's skin is white and tender, and her waist is soft, just like nothing

Bone-like, what is particularly pitiable is that she is actually an idiot, her brain is not working well, and it is precisely because of this that she appears to be particularly pure. Of course, she cannot be compared to the kind of coquettish brothel girl, ah...

That shy, half-covered demeanor, those innocent eyes... I can't stand it... It's really unbearable..."

As he spoke, Noodle Li unconsciously stretched out his right hand.

Lao Wang's eyes almost popped out of his head. After so many years as a fellow villager, Noodle Li has always been honest and honest, but today he actually...

Lao Wang was in a mess when he saw Tiao Li shuddered suddenly and blurted out: "It feels good..."

Lao Wang almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

At this time, a coolie man came to the small table in front of the noodle stall and sat down, shouting: "Boss! Here is a bowl of braised noodles!"

Seeing a customer coming to the door, Noodle Li quickly took out his sticky right hand, quickly grabbed the noodles and threw them into the pot, then grabbed a handful of chopped green onions and a handful of minced garlic. When the condiments were mixed, his palms flew quickly.

Scrape the rim of the bowl, scoop up the cooked noodles, put them into the bowl, stir them with chopsticks, and you will have a steaming bowl of braised noodles.

"Fellow, the delicious Braised Noodles are here. I'm happy today. Special toppings are added at no extra price!"

At noon.

Under the shade of a tree by the lakeside of "Nanlihua Mountain", there is a three-meter-high and five-meter-wide tent that is airtight. Many people are poking around the tent, wanting to take a look at the mystery inside.

A withered yellow bamboo sign hangs at the door of the tent, which reads: "There will be a show each time when the child is young and when the ugly is ugly, and each person will receive one tael of silver."

These peeping people saw nothing and looked very disappointed. They turned around and saw a little beggar squatting on the ground next to him, with a broken bowl in front of him and a long wooden board next to him.

Behind the little beggar is a big tree. There is a rope tied to the tree, and the other end is tied to the waist of an unrecognizable old man who looks a little scary.

The old man squatted on the sand, using a dirty black chopstick to draw little figures randomly, and kept giggling. He turned out to be an idiot.

Everyone was very curious, so they came closer one after another.

I saw the wooden board in front of the little beggar saying: "There was a fire at home. My father's face was burned and he went crazy. Please give me charity and seek medical treatment."

Poor child! He deserves sympathy! In this war-torn era, such filial people are almost extinct.

As a result, passers-by donated money generously, and in a short time, more than half a bowl of copper coins was accumulated.

After a while of sighing, the group dispersed and waited until late at night to watch the show again.

The back door of the tent was opened, and the leader of the group, Chang Jiu, walked out of Chu Wei. He was about forty years old, slender, and had burns on the right half of his face. His expression was dull, but there was a touch of compassion in his eyes. He was carrying two bowls of leftover rice.

, one bowl was handed to Guo Xuanwu, and the other bowl was handed to Guo Bin.

Suddenly, a good-looking woman about thirty years old ran out from the back door of the tent. She was disheveled and looked very attractive.
Chapter completed!