"It doesn't match the martial arts I practice, and I don't understand them very well. If you have the intention, just study it and teach me..."

After some explanation, Duan Yu realized that Senior Wu Tian didn't care about these two supreme mysterious skills.

The old and young man held the scroll and studied it carefully. Of course, it was more about Duan Yu explaining to the old senior. It took nearly two hours before Lu Zihua remembered the way of Beilingbo Weibu.

Another thing is that his memory is not good now...

Thanks to this guy Duan Yu, who is a good-minded and patient, explains martial arts knowledge about body acupoints and meridians in detail.

He climbed up the vines on the mountain wall and climbed out of the valley. Duan Yu was going to save Zhong Ling, so he said goodbye, but Lu Zihua did not mean to follow him. Duan Yu is the protagonist of this world, and he is unparalleled in luck. There is no need to follow him again if he is in danger.

When he came to this world, he had no specific goals, but now he has it and found the Pure Yang Supreme Achievement.

Also, the Lingbo Weibu, who has just learned, is also a unique internal skill, and can also generate internal strength. I just don’t know what the difference is between the so-called internal strength and the abyss and sea-like qi in one’s body.

Thinking of this, Lu Zihua's feet moved and his body disappeared instantly, turning into a black shadow, walking through the mountains like a dragon...

After rushing for a while, Lu Zihua had no choice but to find that before he could pull out the first strand of internal force, he had already reached the maximum speed limit that this footwork could reach...

The starting point is too high.

Withdrawing 99% of the strength, the figure that was almost impossible to detect with the naked eye suddenly slowed down. Lu Zihua used all his mind to experience this step carefully...

Soon, the first strand of internal force appeared, but before I could experience the difference between internal force and qi, a very shrill cry came from the front...

...

Yun Zhonghe walked out of a bush with satisfaction, feeling leisurely, not caring about the young men and women behind him.

Among them, the beautiful woman in rags was lying on the ground and dying. Not far away, she was her husband who was seriously injured and unable to move, and then witnessed her wife being raped and angry to death after being abused.

In the past, he killed the man and then played with the woman. Now he has upgraded his gameplay, and both of them are performed at the same time...

Yun Zhonghe, who was humming a little song, was comfortable all over, and his internal strength became more and more smooth. He clearly felt that his internal strength had improved to a small level.

"Fourth brother, can you be more happy next time? Don't be so disgusting... Also, you dare to follow me?!"

But I saw a woman in a towering tree outside Zhangyuankai, holding a little doll that was making noise and crying. I saw that the little doll was white and tender, very cute.

"Ha ha……"

Yun Zhonghe stared at the beautiful figure on the tree with bright eyes and yelled, "Second sister, don't say that, we will get what we need, we will get what we need..."

Ye Erniang likes to take away babies, Yun Zhonghe likes to kill people and take away his wife. These two evil men did evil things without intention and intentional at the same time, destroying a family of three that was originally harmonious and warm. It is indeed a perfect match and perfect!

"Tiger, Hu'er...Mom, mom is here, be good, don't cry..."

Behind him, the woman climbed to the edge of the bushes at some point...

She covered her body as much as possible with her ragged clothes. There was a little pity in her eyes, and there was endless panic...

She was afraid that the evil man on the tree would throw his child off the tree impatiently, but she did not dare to ask the female yaksha, so she could only comfort her child in a low voice, hoping to comfort him.

I just hope that the child can be good and not anger the mother Yasha who took the child away.

"5555...Mom, Mom!"

The little baby was about seven or eight months old and could already call her mother's father. When she heard the voice of the closest person, she turned around and looked at her, calling her mother, and she became peaceful for a moment.

Ye Erniang looked gentle, as if she couldn't bear it, and she seemed to love her very much. She turned her head to look at the ragged woman on the ground, and said in a gentle tone: "Fourth brother, don't kill her..."

After hearing this, Yun Zhonghe's face changed for some reason, and his heart became slightly cold.

"Actually, I envy you very much, do you know?"

Ye Erniang's tone became gentler, and she gently shook the little doll in her arms, which made him giggle and continued: "At least you can see your own child and know that he is still alive, and I..."

"But I don't even know where my child is, whether he is living well or not..."

While talking, the little doll was raised high by her.

He thought that the person in front of him was playing with him like his father, and he giggled with joy and danced his chubby hands and feet.

"You can see that he is alive, you can see that he is dead... But I don't know anything..." Ye Erniang burst into tears.

Hearing this, the woman under the tree was extremely panicked. Her body, which was dying, was surging from nowhere. She got up like crazy and rushed over...

Why do I, Ye Erniang, have to endure such pain?

Why?!

"Hu'er, Hu'er! Don't be afraid, my mother is here, my mother is here..."

brush!

Gently, Ye Erniang let go of her hand and was on a towering ancient tree three or four feet high from the ground...

"Ahhhh!"

The woman let out a shrill cry, watching the child fall from such a high place, but he was still smiling happily and dancing with joy...

Yun Zhonghe, who was beside this lady, felt chills in his heart. No matter how vicious he was, he could not bear to see it anymore.

puff……

With the small sound of falling to the ground, both Ye Erniang with tears hanging on her face, Yun Zhonghe who was watching coldly, or the woman with a dull and desperate look on her face were quiet.

“Hey…”

A slightly old voice came, but a bald old man walked out slowly and stood in front of the little doll with a smile.

"A brief..."

Lu Zihua pulled his cheek, stuck out his tongue, and made a face. The little doll on the ground, whose little mouth was about to open his throat and howl, suddenly giggled...

"Little baby!"

Lu Zihua picked him up and swayed, but his eyes narrowed slightly. The child giggled and fell asleep...

"Hu'er, Hu'er...you're still alive, you're still alive!"

The lady laughed and cried, rolled over, rushed over, and took her child carefully, so excited that she burst into tears, kissing her child hard.
Chapter completed!