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60, extra six

Dongfang Bubai's birthday is coming soon again. It is an annual convention that the two children will rush to their two fathers a few days before their birthdays. Over there, Chenchen is already on the road with his own Wang Rui, and on the other side, Huihui is also coming.

To Blackwood Cliff.

Although he and Chenchen are twins, no one knows that Huihui is the sword spirit of the sword in Deng Jiuru's hand that day. The sword spirit was attracted by the heavenly spirit and earthly treasure. The sword spirit entered the womb. He was born with his own millennium of memories, so he matured precociously.

He is very old, and the longer he grows, the more paralyzed his face is. He obviously looks exactly like Chenchen, but he carries the cold air of eight hundred miles. Except for a few people close to him, no one else has seen any different expressions on him.

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With such a terrifying momentum coupled with the martial arts skills that reached the top at a young age, no one who succeeded the leader of the Sun Moon God Cult had any objections. After so many years of killing and killing decisively, the momentum became even more difficult to look directly at.

Huihui has a cold temperament, so he hates going to crowded and lively places. Even when he is traveling, he doesn't like to go through those lively state capitals, so he doesn't ride a horse. Instead, he relies on light skills to travel, climbing over mountains and ridges along the way.

He was in a good mood and didn't feel tired at all. When he was tired from walking, he chose to rest on a towering old tree. After he had rested enough, he continued on his way. On this day, Huihui just lay down on a big tree when he heard the sound of the tree.

The sound of hurried footsteps and shouts of death were heard below.

"The one in front is for me, young master, I'll stop!"

He couldn't sleep anymore. Huihui sat up and looked down. He saw two people running towards his tree, one after the other. The clothes of the one in front were torn and his hat was crooked.

The man was in a miserable state, and the one behind him wasn't much better.

Seeing the appearance of the person behind him clearly, Hui Hui couldn't help but be startled. A rare different expression appeared on his paralyzed face, and something called "sadness" appeared in his eyes that were always filled with frost.

Thousands of years of memory are too complicated, and he has chosen to forget many things. He clearly knows that if he continues to survive as a sword spirit, as long as the sword is not destroyed, he will never disappear from the world, but he still chooses to become a sword spirit.

Entering the mortal body, giving up the eternal life, because the life of the sword spirit is really too lonely and too involuntary.

He has had too many masters, and has seen too many things that can be considered tragic. The only people who make him remember the most are his first master and his current parents and brothers. And the man under the tree has the same personality as

The face of the first owner is exactly the same.

Even though a thousand years had passed, he could never forget his master's appearance.

If you don't care about things, caring will lead to chaos. Huihui couldn't help but tense up, and looked at the tree with eyes like lightning. He saw that the two people were running out of breath. The person in front couldn't run anymore and suddenly stopped.

, happened to stop under the Huihui tree, and the one behind should have caught up immediately, but who knew that this one also braked suddenly, almost falling, and also stopped.

"Run, why don't you run away?" The person behind him was still breathing heavily as he spoke. It seemed that he didn't want to pounce on the person in front of him, but he was still saying harsh words.

The person in front of me was so angry that he was furious: "You surnamed Shu, you are so shameless! I have an urgent matter here so I don't want to talk to you. Are you a nubuck? You can't get rid of it even if it sticks to you. Let me tell you."

, you stop it immediately, I won’t argue with you, if you dare to chase after me again, I will kill you now!”

It turns out that the man chasing people behind is the Shu Ping who made all the Six Doors search for him. Speaking of which, Shu Ping is a strange flower among the Six Doors. This skill is unchanging in the Six Doors for thousands of years.

The last one and a loser, he can continue to work in the six gates, all thanks to his father, Shu Yong, the number one catcher of the six gates who has died in the line of duty.

At first, everyone thought he was a hero, but after Shu Ping arrived at Liumen, everyone knew that there is another kind of hero in the world, called a hero rice bucket. They asked for permission from the superiors, which meant serving the country.

The loyal Shu Yong, his only son, was raised by Liumen. He could only be asked to do small things that were not dangerous.

Who would have thought that this Shu Ping, although a poor kung fu expert, is just like his father, extremely serious and responsible. Every time there is a big case, he is always at the forefront, regardless of whether he can resist with his kung fu skills or not.

The other people in Six Gates have troubles that they cannot tell.

It’s unreasonable not to let people investigate the case. Who would have thought that Shu Ping, a kung fu master, was so lucky that he accidentally hit and solved major cases several times. Although the process was a bit dangerous and everyone was a little worried, but the first

My son has been praised several times by the superiors, which makes me feel so happy that I won’t even mention it.

Therefore, this person who has been promoted to the national treasure level of the Six Gates, every time he goes out, he is followed by a lot of experts who help him. As a result, this jumping up and down is still alive and well.

This time, the six gates were busy dealing with the theft of the palace and the subsequent various matters brought by the feudal king. In the rush, they did not keep an eye on Shu Ping. If they were not careful, he disappeared. Later, everyone inquired urgently.

Only then did they realize that Shu Pingyuan had received news about the little butterfly Yu Chi Ling, so he couldn't wait to leave.

This little butterfly is a well-known flower picker. Hetian Boguang, a fake flower picker who is only in name only, can be compared to the sky and the earth. The little butterfly has committed many crimes, raping first and then killing with extremely cruel methods. Shu Ping stares at

I had been following him for quite some time, but was interrupted by important events in the court. Seeing that the court affairs came to an end and nothing major happened, Shu Ping focused all his energy on this little butterfly.

Based on the information he received, he scanned and listened, and finally stopped Little Butterfly when he committed the crime. In terms of kung fu, although Little Butterfly was a flower picker, his kung fu was still much better than Shu Ping's.

It's a pity that Little Butterfly was a thief meeting a soldier, and he felt guilty. Secondly, he also knew that although Shu Ping was not very good, there were always some extremely powerful people from the Six Doors following him every time, and he didn't look at it.

, but he didn't dare to fight, for fear that he wouldn't be able to escape when Shu Ping's reinforcements arrived, so he fled without fighting.

Who knew that Shu Ping was quite good at Qinggong? Even though he couldn't defeat the little butterfly, he still managed to do it despite being so close to him all the way. There were several times when the little butterfly wanted to kill Shu Ping quickly, but who knew that Shu Ping was not stupid.

The little butterfly chased but kept a distance. As soon as the little butterfly turned around and rushed over, Shu Ping also wiped his head and ran away. The little butterfly chased after several times, but did not dare to continue chasing for fear of running into Shu Ping's reinforcements head-on.

But if you don't care, Shu Ping is like a dog-skin plaster, chasing him will make him upset, and make the little butterfly very angry.

When we stopped this time, Little Butterfly had no intention of running away. He thought that even if the reinforcements arrived, Little Butterfly would be killed today, but even if he was killed, he would drag Shu Ping with him!

At this time, Shu Ping's eyes widened, and he faced the scary little butterfly with red eyes: "Bah! I will chase you to the ends of the earth to catch you, and cut you into pieces one by one, so that you can kill the girls you harmed.

We are out for revenge! If you knew better, you would have thrown away the knife yourself and obediently let me tie you up and take you back to the six doors. In this case, maybe I will beg you for mercy when I am happy, because I originally planned to chop you365

Knife, how about I just chop you into pieces 364 times now?"

The little butterfly was so angry that he made up his mind and slashed at Shu Ping with his sword. Naturally, he could see the glow on the tree very clearly. With his skill, he could naturally see that although the two people below were already at the end of their lives, it didn't matter.

Although he is strong, the one wielding the sword is much stronger.

Seeing that the man with the same face as his master would die violently after this sword strike, before Huihui could figure out how he felt now, his body reacted before his mind - he never meddles in other people's business.

With a cold heart, he jumped down from the tree crown and flew between the two people. He stretched out his two fingers and pinched the thick steel knife that Shu Ping was looking down at.

It happened in an instant. Shu Ping didn't expect that a person would fly down from the tree and hold up Little Butterfly's knife. Although it was immediately reflected that this person was a friend rather than an enemy, Shu Ping had already prepared the action.

But I can't take it back.

It turned out that at the moment Huihui clamped the steel knife between his two fingers, Shu Ping also threw a cloth bag out of his hand, and while throwing it, he shouted: "Look at my cannon blossoming!"

The so-called flowering of earthen cannon really corresponds to the scene in front of me. The loose cloth bag is full of sand, gravel, and gravel. With Shu Ping's movements, it is all sprinkled on Huihui and Xiao's face.

On the butterfly.

The moment he noticed it, Huihui loosened his fingers and tried his best to avoid it, but there was too much sand. Even if Huihui's kung fu was high enough, he still had a disgraced face. But on the other hand, the little butterfly was miserable. Not only did he have

, there was sand inside the collar, on the face, and in the hair, and even the eyes were not spared.

As soon as Huihui let go, Little Butterfly threw away the steel knife, covered his eyes and lay down on the ground, wailing: "Oh my eyes!"

Shu Ping took advantage of this opportunity and ran over to pick up the six-door binding rope, tied up the little butterfly, tied it to the tree, and then came over to apologize to Hui Hui.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't notice that there was a flying man in the tree, and he picked you up too. I'm catching Shu Ping at the next six gates. May I ask your surname?" Don't look at Shu Ping who choked just now when he was talking to Little Butterfly.

Dead people are very respectful to Huihui.

Shu Ping is an eccentric guy. He just looked up at the big tree that Hui Hui flew down from. It was so tall that it was scary. With this move, Shu Ping concluded that this flying man is definitely a master. Thinking about the empty-handed trap just now

Shu Ping's eyes couldn't stop moving as he thought about how to use this master for his own use.

Shu Ping's mind was spinning, but Hui Hui felt everything in his heart. He had grown so big, and apart from his first master, it was the guy with the exact same face in front of him who could make him suffer such a secret loss! Look at it.

Shu Ping, who was smiling playfully, Hui Hui thought about how when he was still a sword spirit, the sword was clearly used as a clothes hanger, a grilled fish fork, a bird hunting fork and other countless things by its owner. Look again.
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