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But this time.
"Dad!" A child's cry reached everyone's ears.
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PS: It's a long chapter, so it's a little late
Chapter 516 What’s the difference between you doing this and me?
When they heard this voice, everyone turned around and looked over.
Then they saw Zhang Pingsheng, a young hero who was full of enthusiasm and cheerful after being in contact with him for a few days, holding the dagger in his hand.
And the tip of the sword points to it.
He is the middle-aged man who is the most timid and submissive among the family of three.
Zhang Pingsheng had an angry look on his face and his body was trembling.
The middle-aged man was kneeling on the ground as if he was exhausted, his hands were drooped, and he just raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Pingsheng very calmly.
On the man's side, his wife also fell to the side exhausted, but looked at Zhang Pingsheng with pleading eyes.
And the boy, trying hard to lie down, wanted to save his father who always scolded and looked down on him, but he had no strength and could only scream.
What's wrong.
Why is this happening suddenly!
Why did Zhang Shaoxia suddenly want to attack that honest family of three!
Could it be a robber?
But that shouldn’t be the case for robbers, right?
Everyone looked at this scene with a blank look on their faces. After all, this was a scene they had never expected at all.
"Zhang Shaoxia, what are you doing?"
Shi Weidao had already arrived at Zhang Pingsheng's side and planned to control Zhang Pingsheng first.
But just got close.
Zhang Pingsheng immediately glared at the middle-aged man with ferocious eyes: "Senior Master! Don't come over! If you come over, I will kill this person!"
When Shi Weidao heard this, he immediately did not dare to move.
Although he is a sixth-level warrior, he is still a little weak after the battle just now. Moreover, at this distance, even if he can defeat Zhang Pingsheng, Zhang Pingsheng will still have enough time to kill the middle-aged man when he takes action.
"Don't kill my father, brother, please." The boy lay on the ground and begged Zhang Pingsheng.
Even the woman over there begged, "Please, don't kill him, please."
Zhang Pingsheng looked straight at the ground, a middle-aged man who was obviously poisoned and looked like this, his eyes full of anger.
But his hands were shaking and his body was shaking.
Shi Weidao did not dare to act rashly, but he still said: "Zhang Shaoxia, please tell me if you have something to say. I don't know what happened between you, but Lao Luo is an honest and kind person. Even if he offends you, he will not be guilty. Die."
Hearing the words of Master Wei Dao.
Many people spoke one after another.
"Yes, you have seen what kind of young hero Lao Luo is."
"Even if I said something wrong, it won't be like this. Let's talk it over carefully, Mr. Zhang."
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Many people came over at this time and started to offer kind words and advice.
After all, in their eyes, both this family of three and Zhang Pingsheng are first-class good people.
Even though this old Luo was submissive and indeed a bit useless, everyone could clearly see along the way that this man was very kind to his wife and children. He would never take the first bite of anything he had to eat. He would always put his wife and children first. Who needs it? Help comes immediately.
But this scene now is incredible!
After hearing the words of the people around him, Zhang Pingsheng's expression was still full of anger, and he stared straight at the man in front of him: "He is not Lao Luo, his name is Bai Xiao."
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Everyone was surprised when they heard this.
On the other hand, the old Jianghu Master Wei Dao looked startled and couldn't help but look at the middle-aged man.
"Zhang Shaoxia, have you misunderstood? Didn't Bai Xiao die eleven years ago?" Shi Weidao said immediately.
Bai Xiao was the most murderous Jianghu man in Liuzhou in the past. His ninth-level strength allowed him to kill many people, and finally angered the righteous people in Liuzhou.
Then Bai Xiao was besieged and killed.
As a result, Zhang Pingsheng said that the old Luo in front of him was Bai Xiao?
Shi Weidao looked at the middle-aged man and felt even more incredible.
Because I really can’t reconcile the middle-aged man who collected the money to help his family settle down in Dunhuang and begged him if he could give him some work temporarily on the road, even if the wages were less, and the ninth-grade murderer. combined together.
The strength of the ninth grade.
Even if you kill them all without knowing it, it's enough!
Will you be so humble and do anything for a small amount of money?
Zhang Pingsheng looked at the middle-aged man: "We, the people of Lingfeng Sect, will never admit our mistakes! Everyone is telling me in my ears now that you are Bai Xiao! I will not admit my mistakes! From the time I saw you in that village, In an instant, I knew it was you!”
These words are a bit strange, but the last sentence was roared at the middle-aged man.
"I'm going to give it to everyone today."
When Zhang Pingsheng said this, the middle-aged man finally spoke, and interrupted Zhang Pingsheng: "You are indeed the child from Lingfeng Sect back then. From the first time I saw you, I thought you looked very good. Very similar."
heard this
Zhang Pingsheng yelled: "How dare you mention our Lingfeng Sect!!"
With a roar, Zhang Pingsheng stabbed the middle-aged man's arm with his sword, and then pulled it out. Blood spattered on Zhang Pingsheng.
But the middle-aged man was indifferent and still just looked at Zhang Pingsheng.
That look was completely different from his usual submissive look, which didn't even dare to speak loudly.
Zhang Pingsheng trembled and shouted: "I won't let you die easily! Absolutely not! Everyone in the door is telling me right now, let me torture you! Let me torture you to death! We obviously saved you, Obviously everyone trusts you so much!”
The middle-aged man, or Bai Xiao, was unaware of the blood on his arm. He just looked at Zhang Pingsheng and said with a smile: "You have grown up, and you can finally pick up the sword."
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Hearing this, Zhang Pingsheng, who seemed to be mentally disturbed, was suddenly startled.
Because twelve years ago, the person in front of him said something similar to him, but what he said at the time was, 'You are such a little kid, what kind of sword can you get? '
Their Lingfeng Sect is not a big sect. There are more than a dozen people in total, and there is no serious sect. They just surrounded a mountain with enough space for more than a dozen people to live, and then wrote "Lingfeng Sect" on the gate. Three words, this is their sect.
The most powerful person in the sect is their master, who has the strength of seventh grade!
There are not many people in the family, so I just work on my own food on weekdays. Occasionally I go down the mountain to the town and buy game meat in exchange for some money.
The life was not very rich, but the atmosphere in the family was harmonious. Although martial arts training and other things were tiring, for the young Zhang Pingsheng, these were the best days in the world.
After all, it was so fun to be lazy every day, live leisurely, quarrel and fight with my brothers and sisters, and occasionally get angry with my master and uncles.
But one day.
When their brothers went hunting in the mountains, they found a man covered in blood in the river.
They immediately took the man who was still breathing back to the teacher's gate.
Although my uncle is very weak in medical skills, he treats many people in the town for free.
Master, uncle, and the others naturally helped that person with his treatment.
But that night, when Zhang Pingsheng couldn't sleep and went out for a walk, he heard his master and his uncle talking about the man's name, Bai Xiao, and whether he wanted to be rescued.
But in the end, my uncle who was a doctor said to save the patient, saying that there was no reason for a doctor to not save a sick patient.
The master also nodded.
Zhang Pingsheng was still young and didn't understand what was going on, but he didn't want to stop thinking about it.
That man was very skilled in swordsmanship, but after he recovered a little from his injury, even the senior brother was no longer a match for him.
And that person would also teach swordsmanship to Zhang Pingsheng and his brothers.
Once, Zhang Pingsheng looked at the man with his sword and wanted to ask for advice.
As a result, the man smiled and said, 'You haven't even grown your hair yet and you're still holding a sword!' '
These words caused the brothers and sisters to laugh. Zhang Ping was so angry that he didn't talk to that person for several days.
Zhang Pingsheng's qualifications are very poor, but no one in the sect takes him seriously, so he just lets Zhang Pingsheng practice martial arts well. It doesn't matter whether he has the qualifications or not, as long as he is happy.
In the words of the senior brother, "When we fight, you run away all your life, you know? Run far away. When the senior brother finishes beating that person, you come back." '
The senior sister also said, 'We just have to be responsible and live well in our lives. Don't get involved in fights or anything like that. Otherwise, what will we, the senior brothers and sisters, do to you?'
The days passed like this, and that person became healthier and healthier.
In autumn, the leaves in the forest turned yellow. One day the man looked at Zhang Pingsheng and said, "It's time to go home."
Zhang Pingsheng was still reluctant to say, "Bring your family here." '
The man smiled and said nothing.
But that night
Zhang Pingsheng was woken up.
But just walked out the door.
Zhang Pingsheng saw all his brothers and sisters lying on the ground, and his uncle's head had been cut off.
And lying in a pool of blood, the senior sister who was usually the best to him looked at Zhang Pingsheng, as if she was using her last strength to shout at him: "Run!"