"Zhao Qing! Where are we going?" At the school gate, I remembered that Zhao Qing said he wanted to learn from his master in the morning, and Pang Wei asked.

"It is said that there is a martial arts master named Qian Xiaoxiong living there, hoping to successfully join his disciple." This place is already in the suburbs. Zhao Qing was checking the bus route and answering when he heard Pang Wei's question.

"Are you sure to join Qian Xiaoxiong's disciple?" Pang Wei asked with a little doubt.

"I'm not sure, but the chance is still very high." Zhao Qing smiled and said.

"Why is this?" Li Jun asked at this time.

In such a short time, Li Jun has completely gotten rid of the shadow of the failure of confession, which is also normal, because there are too many failure examples before.

"This is thanks to Pang Wei. Pang Wei's figure is obvious, and no one will refuse to accept such a disciple." Zhao Qing looked at Pang Wei and said with a smile.

Hearing this, Pang Wei was slightly stunned and then smiled. It turned out that Zhao Qing had his idea on him, but he didn't care much.

After finding the bus route to Xiaguan Village, Zhao Qing and the other two took an hour's drive to Xiaguan Village. The geographical location of Xiaguan Village is quite remote, far away from the noise of the city, and the air is not so turbid. Green weeds and trees can be seen everywhere. Along the way, you can see many large fish ponds, and you can see several low mountains in the distance.

Zhao Qing obviously did his homework for today's journey. Although it was their first time to come to Xiaguancun and everything around him was unfamiliar, Zhao Qing's pace was very clear and he did not ask passers-by. Pang Wei and Li Jun followed him like this and looked around with a slightly curious look.

Ten years later, the three of them walked through Xiaguan Village and walked along a concrete path to a low mountain. Here, you can already see a modern structure villa located halfway up the mountain. The villa is wrapped in a towering white wall, making it impossible to see the scene inside.

"This is the villa of the martial arts master Qian Xiaoxiong!" Zhao Qing said.

However, when the three of them walked in, a special situation occurred. There were dense bullet holes on the iron gate of the villa. Through these bullet holes, you could see the chaos in the villa. A rockery collapsed. Six or seven men in suits and ties were lying on the ground, motionless without sound, and there were pools of blood on the ground.

The three of them could faintly smell the bloody smell in the air. Seeing the scene that only appeared in the movie, Zhao Qing and the other two couldn't help swallowing their mouths.

"Can you still go in?" Pang Wei said with a hesitant look.

"Why do we call the police?" Li Jun's face turned pale when he saw the dead.

At this moment, Zhao Qing was also very hesitant, but when he saw a white vain villain floating on a corpse under the rockery, his heart suddenly jumped.

Seeing this white little man, Zhao Qing concluded that this was the white soul needed to pay tribute to the devil. He gritted his teeth and said, "Go in and take a look!"

As he said that, Zhao Qing walked in first. Pang Wei and Li Jun looked at each other. Although they didn't understand why Zhao Qing made such an unwise choice, they did not hesitate much and followed them in.

"See if there are any living people!" Zhao Qing did not run to the white soul immediately, but checked whether the man lying on the ground was silent.

In Zhao Qing's eyes, the soul light spots of these men have disappeared, which means they are either not dead or are thriving.

As he walked over, the men lying on the ground were speechless, proving that they were all dead. Finally, Zhao Qing came to the collapsed rockery. He had just walked into the corpse within ten meters, and the white soul disappeared. In Zhao Qing's perception, there was something faintly in the demon space, and that should be the disappeared white soul.

When he approached the rockery, an old man was lying among the gravels. He was wearing a black Tang suit, with his eyes wide open, and he was dying with his eyes open. There was a hole the size of a fist in his chest, and blood flowed, dyeing the pool water under the rockery red. You could also see some koi swimming in the blood.

"Who?" While Zhao Qing looked at the old man's body, an old voice exploded in Zhao Qing's ears like thunder, which suddenly scared him.

Also shocked were Pang Wei and Li Jun following Zhao Qing, who seemed to have seen a ghost, but when they saw an old man with a gloomy face walked out of the villa, the three of them couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

This is an old man with a thin body, but his bones are thicker than those of an ordinary old man. He is wearing a white kung fu suit without a trace of crease. The wrinkles on his face are like old tree bark, his eyes are bright, and he stands with his back.

"Who are you?" When Zhao Qing and the other two were looking at the old man, the old man was also looking at the three. After finding that the three were not like the ones who came to attack him, the old man's cold face softened a little.

"We are students! Students from Shuguang Class 1, High School, Guangdong A City No. 1 Middle School." Zhao Qing said.

This old man is Qian Xiaoxiong, the martial arts master Zhao Qing is looking for.

"Guangzhou A No. 1 Middle School is a famous school, but also from Shuguang Class 1. Why are you here for me?" The old man Qian Xiaoxiong looked at the corpse on the ground around him and said with a deep brow.

"We want to learn martial arts and want to be your master. If the master is here, please be bowed by my disciple." Zhao Qing stepped forward and bowed, and Pang Wei and Li Jun also pretended to follow him.

Just now, when Pang Wei and Li Jun followed Zhao Qing in, they found that the men lying on the ground were all dangerous elements who were armed with guns, and through their clothes, it was easy to tell that they belonged to the same group.

However, in the end, this group of people lying on the ground was all killed by fists and feet. They saw the strength of the warrior from the side. If they could become a strong man like this, it would make people feel warm in their hearts when they thought about it.

Seeing the three people kneeling on the ground, Qian Xiaoxiong was stunned. He really didn't expect that the three people were here to become disciples. However, seeing Pang Wei's terrifying figure, he knew it was a talent at first glance, so he had the idea of ​​accepting disciples.

"How can you be sure that I will accept you as a disciple?" Qian Xiaoxiong smiled faintly and said.

"Because we are good and unlucky and martial arts geniuses, you can tell that Pang Wei's figure is his talent, and we will not be able to get out of there. It is said that what we value in martial arts practice is insight. Our understanding is definitely top-notch, and there are not one or two of them among the 100,000 people." Zhao Qing said without blushing and ears.

Hearing Zhao Qing boasted so much, Pang Wei and Li Jun were not unnatural at all, and showed a natural expression.

"Haha! This is the first time I have met such a person. It seems that you are very confident in yourself." Qian Xiaoxiong smiled and said, "Get up! Don't stand here and talk."

In the villa hall, the decoration is decorated with precious mahogany furniture, with antique decorations and the flavor of ancient Chinese. This fierce black tiger painting is placed in the center. Unfortunately, it is like outside, and it is in a mess.

Finally, Qian Xiaoxiong brought the three of them to the living room on the second floor. This place also has the flavor of ancient Chinese. The most special thing is that in a conspicuous location, there is a tiger head made of bronze, which exudes a hint of ancient smell. It can be seen that it is an antique at first glance.

When the three of them went up to the second floor, there was a sudden roar of cars and some dense footsteps coming downstairs. Thinking of the corpses all over the ground, Zhao Qing and the other two looked at Qian Xiaoxiong.

"It's my man, and the body is standing horizontally and vertically below, which is very unlucky, so I'll ask someone to come and clean it up." Qian Xiaoxiong walked to the window and looked down, then explained lightly.

"So many people have died here. I believe you think that I am not a good person. You still need to become a disciple?" Qian Xiaoxiong's old face showed a playful smile and said.

"Wow! Why not? The purpose of our coming here is to worship you as our teacher. There is no reason for us to give up halfway through our work." Zhao Qing said.

"Okay! This is a good attitude. Tell me your names." Qian Xiaoxiong looked at the three of them and said.

Zhao Qing and the other two naturally did not hide it and directly reported their names. After hearing this, Qian Xiaoxiong nodded slightly, and without saying anything, he turned around and left.

The three of them vaguely guessed that Qian Xiaoxiong should have gone to check their origins.

"Zhao Qing! What is his identity besides knowing that he is a martial arts master? I think his identity is not simple." Pang Wei leaned against Zhao Qing's ear and said in a low voice.

"I don't know either." Zhao Qing shook his head slightly and said.

In fact, Zhao Qing knew that Qian Xiaoxiong was an elder of the warrior organization called the "Heihumen", but he could not tell this. Who knows if he would hear their conversation?

What surprised Zhao Qing the most was that he was able to collect a white soul here. Even if he failed to become a disciple, it would not be in vain for the trip.

Zhao Qing and the other two were talking in a low voice. Ten minutes later, Qian Xiaoxiong appeared in front of the three of them again and said with a smile, "No wonder you are so confident in yourself. It turns out that they are the top scholars, haha! I will accept you as disciples."

Zhao Qing and others were immediately overjoyed when they heard this and quickly knelt down again. At this time, the smile on Qian Xiaoxiong's face turned into a chrysanthemum.

Qian Xiaoxiong came to the window. The body below had been cleared away. There was also a group of people working below to repair the things damaged by the battle. It probably took some time, but it should be repaired within today.

"Generally speaking, it is best to practice martial arts since childhood, but there are no fewer famous warriors like yours. In addition, you still have an advantage that other warriors cannot match, that is, you have formed your own absolute confidence over a long period of time. This is even more valuable in my opinion." Qian Xiaoxiong looked at the three of them and said.
Chapter completed!