Yu Xiaoyun ran at top speed following the direction Chu Shaojie pointed out, trying to find Di Ye as soon as possible. Although Chu Shaojie moved nimbly, after all, because he was too fat and lacked stamina, he couldn't catch up with Yu Xiaoyun if he was a little faster, so Yu Xiaoyun had to stop from time to time to wait for him.
The two finally found the hut by the river, and from a distance they saw the figure of Di Ye being kicked out and falling heavily to the ground.
"Ye'er?!"
Yu Xiaoyun was shocked, and immediately drew his sword and leaped over.
Over there, Ao Yuan looked at Di Ye who was thrown out, and said with a sneer, "You only know these three tricks when you come and go, nothing else?!"
Behind him, Nai Xi said: "With these three moves alone, he has been able to persist until now, which is not bad! If I guessed correctly, these three moves of his are Jiang Yun created by Lu Liulin, the head of the Lingshan School. The moves in the kung fu. With his current level of cultivation at the consecration stage, he has only used these three moves to fight against the young master so far. It can be seen that the Jiangyun kung fu is indeed well-deserved! If he reaches the cultivation level of the bigu stage and uses these three moves, It may not be easy for the young master to defeat him."
"Shut up!" Ao Yuan scolded in a deep voice.
This kid is resistant to beating, he has seen it a few years ago!
Now this kid has reached the consecration stage, and has learned a set of offensive and defensive skills, which makes him more resistant to beatings, and makes people want to beat him to death, and he will not be relieved if he is not beaten!
Seeing Di Ye standing up again, tremblingly picking up the sword that fell to the ground, Ao Yuan frowned, his eyes showed murderous intent, and said coldly: "Very good! The more tough you are, the more fun you will kill and the more you will relieve your hatred! "
Di Ye wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his sword and opened his defensive posture, his eyes were firm and resolute, as if he didn't know that what he was about to face was death.
Seeing that Ao Yuan was about to make a move, Yu Xiaoyun suddenly came out from a distance and shouted: "Ye'er!!!"
Di Ye looked back and saw Yu Xiaoyun rushing towards him with a sword in hand.
"Little uncle, don't come here!" Di Yeti shouted angrily at Yu Xiaoyun.
He knew that the little martial uncle was already very powerful compared to him, but with the little martial uncle's personal power, if he had to deal with Ao Yuan and the other person standing next to him, he might not be his opponent.
Yu Xiaoyun suddenly stopped not far away, with a look of panic on his face.
Di Ye felt bad, and found Naixi's sneak attack, and responded hastily, but couldn't stop Naixi's sword.
Naixi stood beside Di Ye, with the sword in his hand on Di Ye's neck, and said in a cold tone: "Don't move! Otherwise, I will let you taste the taste of cutting your throat with a sword!"
Di Ye's eyes widened, but his body didn't move, as if he was frozen in place.
Naixi looked at Yu Xiaoyun again, and threatened: "Little uncle of the Lingshan School, throw away the sword in your hand, otherwise, I will kill him!"
"Ye'er"
Yu Xiaoyun watched as the sharp blade drew a thin mark on Di Ye's throat, and the bright red blood drew a thin red line. He couldn't help but tighten his grip on the sword in his hand, and then slowly loosened it.
Di Ye yelled at him: "No, little uncle! Leave me alone, get out of here first!"
Seeing Yu Xiaoyun coming, Ao Yuan raised his mouth slightly. He said coldly: "Both are here, very good!"
The two together made him even more relieved!
Seeing that Yu Xiaoyun was still hesitating, Naixi threatened again: "I'll say it again, throw away the sword!"
Di Ye shouted again: "Little Uncle, leave me alone, get out of here!"
"Ye'er"
Yu Xiaoyun's gaze moved up from Di Ye's neck to his face, and the sword in his hand was thrown to the ground in front of him.
"Little Martial Uncle"
Seeing Yu Xiaoyun throwing the sword, Di Ye's voice suddenly softened.
Just throwing down the sword in his hand, it would be difficult to pick it up again. Ao Yuan is not a kind person, if he falls into his hands, he might not be as happy as having his throat cut with a sword, he might be tortured to death.
Chu Shaojie arrived later, seeing that the situation was not good, and seeing Yu Xiaoyun throwing the sword, he took the initiative to take down the two ghost-headed knives behind his back very wisely, and they were still on the ground.
Naixi looked at Chu Shaojie and said with a sarcastic smile: "There is another one, buy one get two free, this wave is a sure profit."
That fat man looks silly, but he is very witty!
Naixi took out a rope, tied up Di Ye first, and pushed him to Ao Yuan, so that Ao Yuan could watch him. After tying up Di Ye, Naixi tied up Yu Xiaoyun and Chu Shaojie together, and collected their weapons.
"My lord, what do you plan to do with these three people?" Naixi said, pushing Yu Xiaoyun and Chu Shaojie to Ao Yuan.
At this time, Ao Yuan's anger at being provoked by Di Ye has subsided a lot, but the hatred in his heart is still there.?? Undecreased. He raised his right hand, glanced past the golden hook on his hand, and landed on Di Ye, sneering: "Di Ye, you broke my arm a few years ago, today you should have the consciousness to lose an arm!"
If one of his hands is broken, he has to use his whole arm to pay for it!
Although Di Ye was afraid of losing an arm, and even more afraid that his junior uncle would be troubled by him, he resolutely said: "You can rush at me however you want and let my junior uncle go! And that innocent passer-by!"
The innocent passer-by Chu Shaojie didn't expect Di Ye to intercede for him, and his eyes widened in surprise.
Yu Xiaoyun yelled, "You are not allowed to hurt Ye'er!"
Ao Yuan's eyes fell on Yu Xiaoyun's face, seeing that young boy's immature face, it was no longer as milky as before, but still pink and smooth, making people love him. beauty!
"You two, uncle and nephew, are as deeply affectionate as ever!" Ao Yuan sneered and sarcastically raised his hand to pat Yu Xiaoyun's tender face.
"Get off your dirty hands, don't touch him!" Di Ye struggled and shouted.
Seeing Ao Yuan's hand touching the face of the junior uncle, he felt inexplicably sick, disgusted with one hand, and even more disgusted with the owner of that hand, feeling that even if the junior uncle was touched, his purity would be polluted .
Naixi, who was next to him, pushed Di Ye to the ground, read a different meaning from Ao Yuan's eyes on Yu Xiaoyun, and suggested: "My lord, we have to meet the rich and good people later, the business is important." Why don't you take these three people with you first, then bring them back to the religion, and then slowly torture them, let them taste that life is worse than death, so as to relieve your hatred?"
Ao Yuan thought for a while, then nodded and said: "That's fine too! Get them on the boat!"
A painting boat docked at the pier. Naixi drove Di Ye, Yu Xiaoyun, and Chu Shaojie onto the boat, trapped them foot-to-toe, back-to-back, and tore up rags and strips to block them. their mouths, and keep them from screaming.
Ao Yuan put on the evil face mask again, and now at the bow of the boat, ordered the old boatman to sail.
Hanshan Residence is as quiet and peaceful as ever.
Hu Yuqing was reclining on the bed drinking, and heard the report from his subordinates that Shui Xingchuan had captured the two young disciples of the Lingshan School.
"Got it, keep staring at him." Hu Yuqing nodded slightly and ordered.
After his subordinates withdrew, Hu Yuqing picked up a glass of wine, drank it with a smile, and slowly said four words: "The mantis catches the cicada." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com