The Legend of the Condor Heroes: From Being Expelled from Peach Blossom Island

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Fang Xiu gritted his teeth, not daring to make a sound. His hand holding the wooden stick began to tremble. Life had been going so smoothly these past few days that he almost forgot that this was a world of martial arts, where knights broke the law with force. The lives of people in this world, especially those at the bottom like him, were worthless.

He listened carefully, but only heard the voices of Mo Laodao and another person, and could not sense the presence of A Ku at all.

He instinctively wanted to turn around and leave. The life-and-death crisis he had just faced when he crossed over had already passed. Mo Laodao and A Ku were actually no longer of any use to him. Instead, they would be two burdens in the future. He had already found a way to survive, and it would be easier without them. When he returned to Gusu, he could live a comfortable and stable life.

There was absolutely no need for Fang Xiu to take any risks for Mo Laodao and A Ku, even though they had saved Fang Xiu's life and even though A Ku made him feel extremely sorry for him.

But his feet were firmly planted on the ground, and despite the conflict in his mind, he could not take the step to escape.

The bottom line for adults can be very low, but there is a bottom line after all.

At this time, the sounds of fighting had gradually stopped, and the only sounds in the abandoned house were Mo Laodao's groans and another person's wild laughter.

Fang Xiu put down the lotus leaf bag in his hand and picked up the wooden stick. He moved gently step by step with just his two feet, gradually approaching the abandoned house.

"Damn old Taoist priest, I didn't expect you to have practiced a few moves before. I accidentally let you kill one of my brothers.

We have already taken that little girl away, and we are staying here to wait for the other boy.

Qingyu Temple needs the goods urgently, otherwise we wouldn't be interested in a sickly girl and a lame boy."

Fang Xiu listened carefully to the sounds in the house and immediately realized that the people who made the move were the Beggar Gang members from yesterday. So the goods that Qingyu Temple wanted were actually A Ku and himself, or in other words, these Beggar Gang disciples were simply human traffickers.

Fang Xiu knew without a second thought what would happen to a child who fell into the hands of human traffickers. In this feudal society, being sold as a slave was considered lucky. Fang Xiu didn't dare to think about A Ku's future life. The most important thing was that he had also become the target of these guys.

"Tell me quickly, where did that guy go? If you tell me, I'll leave you with an intact body.

It doesn't matter if you don't say it. Gushan County is so big that he can't escape with a limp. "

Fang Xiu subconsciously closed his eyes when he heard this, and opened them again after just two breaths, his eyes becoming more determined.

What the Beggar Gang member said was right. Fang Xiu couldn't escape. Since he couldn't escape, Fang Xiu had to at least bite off a piece of his opponent's flesh.

He approached the abandoned house silently and was almost at the door. Relying on Fang Xiu's extraordinary sense of smell and hearing, as well as his mysterious intuition, a three-dimensional dynamic picture of the house gradually formed in his mind.

The layout of the house was already clear in his mind. Apart from the pile of grass where the three of them slept and the campfire in the middle, there was only the broken water jar in the corner and Mo Laodao's bottles and jars.

There were two sources of bloody smells, one of which was extremely strong, probably from the blood all over the floor. This must be the companion that the villain mentioned as being killed by Taoist Mo. He happened to be on Fang Xiu's pile of dry grass, with no heartbeat, and was confirmed dead.

There was a fainter smell of blood mixed with the body odor that had long been marinated on Mo Laodao's body. His breathing gradually became weaker, and he only had one breath left. He was lying near the fire.

The scent on Aku's body had disappeared, with only a few scattered residues on the pile of dry grass where she usually slept. She must have been taken away by someone.

In addition, there was no heartbeat of a third person at the scene.

And the villain was facing Mo Laodao with his back to the gate.

Somehow, Fang Xiu could clearly see the height and build of this villain, as well as the short knife wielding in his right hand.

A guy who is less than 1.7 meters tall, slightly fat, has practiced martial arts and should have killed people. He is considered strong and powerful in this era.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, look what delicious food I got today."

The villain was about to kill Taoist Mo when he suddenly heard the laughter of an ignorant young man behind him. Fang Xiu pushed the door open on crutches. Although his legs were not good, you could see how excited he was at the moment.

The villain just happened to hear the sound and turned around, meeting Fang Xiu's eyes, who was full of joy.

Then Fang Xiu screamed, "Grandpa, what's wrong with you? You bad guy, did you hit my grandpa? You bad guy, I'm going to fight you."

Fang Xiu had a frail body and staggered steps. He swung the wooden stick in his left hand and pretended to rush towards the villain, looking like an impulsive and ignorant child.

The evil man showed a ferocious smile, not caring at all about Fang Xiu's powerless wooden stick swinging towards him. He held the knife in his right hand and grabbed Fang Xiu's neck with his left hand.

At this moment, Fang Xiu suddenly opened his clenched fist and sprinkled a handful of fine sand into the evil man's eyes.

But this trick was completely useless. This villain was probably a low-level disciple of the Beggar Gang. His martial arts skills were not high, but he was used to street fights and had already formed muscle reactions to small tricks like scattering ashes.

He quickly retracted his left hand to block the fine sand that was splashing towards him, but raised the knife in his right hand to chop at Fang Xiu's stick, cursing at the same time.

"You little bastard, you dare to play dirty tricks on me? You're too naive."

Fang Xiu's face no longer had the innocence it had just now. His eyes were slightly narrowed and his expression was grim. His ash-scattering trick had no effect, but he was not panicked at all. He endured the pain in his left leg, took two steps to the left, and came to the right side of the villain, avoiding the direction of the dagger, while holding up the wooden stick in his hand.

He knew that even if a ten-year-old child used all his strength, he would not be able to really hurt the villain, and might even be cut in pieces by the villain's dagger.

So he held up the wooden stick and used the tip of the stick to pierce the evil man's elbow tendon, but this was just a feint, just like the scattering of ashes just now.

He had not retracted his right hand that was spreading the ashes at this moment. He opened his right palm and slapped the villain. With his height, he could not reach the villain at this moment, but a ball of gray shadow flew out from his hand and shot rapidly towards the villain's face.

The villain didn't expect that Fang Xiu's palm, after sprinkling ashes on it, could actually hide something. And this time it wasn't fine sand, but a dozen small stones the size of peanuts. The stones were moving extremely fast, and he had no time to react. He was immediately hit in the eyes by the stones, and blood gushed out instantly.

This is the confidence that gave Fang Xiu the courage to enter the abandoned house and fight with the evildoers. Although he has never practiced martial arts in the 21st century, he has fought a lot when he was young. People in eastern Shandong never lack the courage to fight others. The most important thing is that Fang Xiu does not know martial arts, but Wu Mianfeng does.

Ever since Fang Xiu and Wu Mianfeng completely merged their memories last night, everything Wu Mianfeng had was inherited by Fang Xiu, especially the martial arts he had practiced for six or seven years.

The Wu family has a tradition of passing down martial arts from generation to generation. Children in the family start standing still at the age of three and practice the family's inherited Yanqing boxing.

After moving to Peach Blossom Island with Feng Heng, he practiced Peach Blossom Island martial arts for five years.

His talent was ordinary, far behind his senior brothers and sisters, and he was not taken seriously by Huang Yaoshi. In five years, he only learned the most basic martial arts of Peach Blossom Island.

The Bi Bo Heart Technique and the Bi Bo Palm Technique.

Over the years, Wu Mianfeng has worked very hard. Although his progress has been slow, he has laid a very solid foundation.

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I am a little excited to see Liyue Frost and Snow. She is also a good friend in the previous book. Thank you for coming back. I am touched, grateful and thankful.

Every day I thank the friends who voted for me the day before. I once said in my previous book that when there are too many supporters and I can’t keep up, I will stop writing. Then until the last chapter, I will still be thanking my friends, and the number of people I can thank is getting smaller and smaller. I hope it will not be the case this time.

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