"Try to be a good person?"

Yuan Suiyun was slightly stunned. He never thought that Yang Xingzhou would say such a thing to him.

In everyone's perception, although Yang Xingzhou is called a hero, he has nothing to do with the word "good guy".

When he was in Caozhou Mansion, because the Beggar Clan disciples wanted to steal his horse, he killed him all the way to Jinan. Even the notorious White Jade Demon was picked up by him with one shot. As long as the Beggar Clan disciples along the way dared to attack

No one he attacked survived.

His ruthless methods are extremely rare in the entire martial arts world, and Yang Xingzhou is not only ruthless, but also extremely greedy for money.

Just like when he first entered Jinan Mansion, he won 30,000 taels of silver at the Ruyi Hall opened in Zhushamen. It was said that he was trying to avenge a gambler, but the money he won did indeed fall into Yang Xingzhou's own pocket.

The Cinnabar Sect was so offended that it was said that the killer scholar Ximen Qian of the Cinnabar Sect even wanted to take matters into his own hands to regain face from Yang Xingzhou. Later, he heard that Yang Xingzhou single-handedly picked the Beggar Clan Headquarters and the Shaolin Temple, and Ximen Qian was finally relieved.

Got this idea.

When Yang Xingzhou broke into the main hall of the Beggar Clan, he injured many beggars. When he attacked Shaolin, he even killed more than a dozen monks. His attacks were violent and ruthless. They were simply the methods of a demon. Although everyone

They call him "Yang Daxia", but in fact many people secretly call him "Devil" and feel that his behavior is really not like a decent person.

But now such a person tells Yuan Suiyun to be a good person!

Damn it, is there any justice in heaven?

After Yuan Suiyun stood there stunned for a moment, he nodded with a stiff face and said: "Okay, I'll note it down!"

Yang Xingzhou saw Yuan Suiyun's expression and knew that he disapproved of it, and sighed: "Do you think I asked you to be a good person just casually?"

He pointed to the Confucius Temple in front of him: "From ancient times to the present, those who can be remembered in history are basically these sages and sages. Needless to say Confucius and others, there are emperors in the past dynasties. Even if they are cruel, there are very few of them.

Those who take the initiative to do bad things will be destroyed in the end, without exception!"

Yuan Suiyun said: "Destruction is the ending, but the process before destruction is equally fascinating. If you can't be famous for a hundred years, it will be good even if you are infamous for ten thousand years."

Yang Xingzhou laughed loudly: "In the martial arts world, a group of outsiders still want to be infamy for thousands of years? Unless you can achieve the achievements of Bodhidharma and Zhang Sanfeng, otherwise, who in this world will remember you? Just a mere martial arts person, idle.

What qualifications do officers have to be infamy for thousands of years? Unless you rebel and become king, maybe you can still leave a mark in the history books!"

The more he talked, the funnier he became: "Just because of your Batcave? Do you still want to be infamy for eternity? Are you worthy? What earth-shattering things can a few charlatans do? If you want to be a devil, there will naturally be others who want to do it.

The man who conquers the devil, boy, do you really think you are the protagonist of this world? Wuzheng Villa has already laid an excellent platform for him. As long as you make the name of Wuzheng Villa good again, you will naturally be able to make something

After all, it may not be possible to unify the world, but becoming a great hero will not disgrace your ancestors. But you chose not to take the right path, but took the evil path, tsk tsk, you are so stupid!"

Yuan Suiyun's face became paler and paler, and he said: "It depends on man-made things."

Yang Xingzhou stopped trying to persuade him. He put his hands behind his back and took a step forward. He took one step forward and crossed the guardrail on the side of the boat. He walked lightly to the river bank seven or eight feet away. He sighed: "If you think you are great, that's because you haven't met someone like you."

You are an even more amazing person. It’s a pity that a man from a wealthy family has a broad vision, but he also has great ambitions. Hehe, ambition sometimes does not necessarily match strength.”

After he stepped onto the river bank, a horse neighed on the boat, and a red-flamed dragon colt suddenly jumped out of the back cabin. After arriving on the deck, he jumped into the air and landed next to Yang Xingzhou. A big bird also

It flew down from the air and landed on the horse's hindquarters.

Yuan Suiyun stood blankly on the side of the boat, quietly "watching" Yang Xingzhou's leaving figure. After a long time, he shook his head and smiled, turned back to the hall, and murmured: "He said he went to Huqiu to kill Li Yu

Mr. and Mrs. Han, are you planning to choose Yongcui Villa as well? Hehe, Yang Xingzhou is amazing!"

Thinking that Yang Xingzhou was going to Huqiu to kill Li Yuhan and his wife, Yuan Suiyun trembled with excitement: "He picked the Beggar Gang, he picked Shaolin, and now he wants to pick Yongcui Villa. What on earth is he going to do?"

After Yang Xingzhou left Jinling, he was not in a hurry. Instead, he walked on the road while pondering the dozens of martial arts secrets that Yuan Suiyun told him. From time to time, he jumped off his horse and practiced on the road, except for the need of Cinnabar Palm.

Except for the palm technique, which can only be practiced slowly by taking a bath with medicinal materials, the other martial arts did not take him long. By the time he arrived in Suzhou, Yang Xingzhou had already learned thirty-two of Suiyun's thirty-three martial arts.

, and even cultivated directly to the peak state, which is higher than the state of the founders of these techniques.

There were several martial arts that surprised Yang Xingzhou. One was Bashan Gu Daoren's 7749-Style Hui Feng Dancing Willow Sword, and the Huashan School's Qingfeng 13-Style. Both sword techniques have their own unique charm.

, although it is not as good as the Dugu Nine Swords and Evil-Escaping Sword Techniques, it is far beyond the ordinary sword techniques. It is light and wonderful, like the spring breeze turning into rain. Men can practice it, but this kind of lightness can only be practiced by women.

If so, it would have a bit more flavor.

There is heaven, there are Suzhou and Hangzhou.

The beautiful scenery of Suzhou at this time was authentic and had the unique cultural atmosphere of ancient China. Yang Xingzhou had painted more than once in the world of sacred sculptures, depicting many scenes of Suzhou and Hangzhou. Later, those paintings have become a national treasure.

Passed down from generation to generation.

But even after seeing the scenery of Suzhou many times, Yang Xingzhou still felt a bit happy when he came to the Suzhou city in this world. After all, the Suzhou city in this world is different from the previous Suzhou. After all, there was no outside the former Suzhou city.

Yongcui Villa.

There are many flower-selling girls in the city. They hold flowers in their arms and chase the passing carriages and horses lightly. They sometimes jump on the carriage shafts and sometimes jump off. When they hear their soft words of Wu Nong like orioles, basically anyone with some spare money will buy them.

One or two bunches.

Yang Xingzhou walked on the street astride his horse, looking around and looking at the slender and strong legs of the little girls on the street. He felt that he was also infected by the youthful atmosphere, and he became much younger.

A girl wearing a green cloth short shirt and long, sleek braids walked up to Yang Xingzhou's horse and said with a smile: "The jasmine flowers are so fragrant. Please buy two of them, sir!"

Yang Xingzhou took a deep look at the girl holding the flower in her hand and smiled: "I'm in a good mood now. You'd better stay away from me, lest I go on a killing spree."

The girl's face changed, and she gently flicked the jasmine bouquet in her hand, and a thin needle shot out, covering Yang Xingzhou and his horse. At the same time, several flower sellers next to them also jumped up.

, dancing with both hands, flying needles, darts, and even venomous snakes, scorpions and other poisonous insects were thrown towards Yang Xingzhou.

"Little tricks!"

Yang Xingzhou's face turned cold, he raised his palm and shook it gently.

boom!

With his palm as the center, the space of about one foot in radius seemed to have suddenly collapsed. His palm was like the center of a vortex exuding infinite suction. Everything was quickly concentrated on his palm, and was about to fall into Yang Xingzhou's palm.

When he thought about it, his palm suddenly shook, and all the flying objects flew back to their original places at a faster speed.

Puff puff!

Screams rang out one after another, and more than a dozen "little girls" fell into a pool of blood. The quiet and beautiful street turned into a Shura field in an instant.

People on the street were frightened and screamed, becoming a mess.

Yang Xingzhou sat astride his horse. The long bow appeared in his hand at some unknown moment. He slowly pulled it away. Wherever the arrow cluster pointed, the passers-by on the roadside turned pale with fright. It felt like Yang Xingzhou could shoot the arrow at any time.

them.

"Why are you so cruel?"

A beautiful young woman walked out of a nearby shop and pointed at Yang Xingzhou: "Even these little girls have the heart to kill..."

Whoosh!

Yang Xingzhou loosened his bow string, and the arrow flew out instantly, hitting the beautiful woman opposite her between the eyebrows. The arrow passed through her head, opened her skull, and exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

puff!
Chapter completed!