socalfunplaces Chapter 466
Chapter 466
The star is the king of stealing kings.
He is Lu Xiaofeng's confidant and friend, and he and Lu Xiaofeng were born and died, but they clashed several times.
Although they won and lost each other, they gave Lu Xiaofeng a headache and was his only nemesis.
Its disguise technique, supernatural and stealing techniques, can be described as the pinnacle.
Sikong Xingxing is a thief.
Hands are empty.
It's called Picking Stars.
If you look at the text, you can know the degree of proficiency in this person's light skills and theft skills.
He was a man who saw stealing as an art.
Although he is a thief, he is different from ordinary thieves.
Sikong Picking Stars will not steal because he lacks money to spend, he needs someone to spend money to ask him to steal.
He rarely steals gold or silver, but is interested in stealing household items from some of the big names in the forbidden areas of the palace.
He is Lu Xiaofeng's friend and can tease Lu Xiaofeng.
But he will never let Lu Xiaofeng interfere with his stealing art, let alone change the principle of stealing because of whom.
Lu Xiaofeng once lost to Sikong Xingxing because of a bet, and dug up the earthworm for ten days, which makes him unforgettable.
The one who is close to Zhu is red, the one who is close to ink is black, and he can be friends with the king of stealing kings, of course, Lu Xiaofeng also has the ability to be empty-handed.
The honest monk sighed and muttered, "This person is not easy to learn, but he wants to learn to be a thief." "
Lu Xiaofeng smiled: "At least the thief doesn't starve!"
He stuffed half of the steamed bun down before asking, "What are you sitting here waiting for?"
The honest monk made a straight face and said, "Wait for the emperor to fall asleep." "
Lu Xiaofeng said: "We can't go in now?"
The honest monk said: "No." "
Lu Xiaofeng said: "When are we going to wait?"
The honest monk said: "You will know when the time comes!"
Lu Xiaofeng stood up, glanced around, and said, "Are Ximen Fuxue and Ye Gucheng here?" The honest monk said: "I don't know!"
Lu Xiaofeng said: "What about the others?"
The honest monk said: "I don't know!"
"Didn't see anyone?"
The honest monk said: "I only saw two and a half people!"
Lu Xiaofeng said: "Two and a half people?"
The honest monk said: "A person is Yin Xian, and he asked me to wait here!"
"One is Hua Manlou, and he is also waiting here!"
Lu Xiaofeng said: "Who is half of the people?"
The honest monk said: "It's you, you can only be counted as half a person at most!"
Lu Xiaofeng smiled again.
I saw that in the dark, a figure suddenly appeared, with a figure like flying, and what he performed was the authentic "Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada" light skill of the inner family.
After a few ups and downs, it has arrived in front of him, green cloth clothes and socks, white hair Xiao Xiao, it is the famous Wudang Mudao people.
Lu Xiaofeng said with a smile: "The monk is really honest, he didn't swallow the Taoist priest's things!"
The honest monk said: "The monk will only swallow steamed buns, but steamed buns are often stolen." "
Mu Daoren glanced at Lu Xiaofeng, and deliberately frowned: "What kind of person is so unproductive, even the monk's steamed buns have to be stolen." "
Lu Xiaofeng said: "As long as there is a chance, I will also steal the things of Taoist priests." "
Mu Daoren also smiled and said, "At least this person is quite honest, and he is willing not to admit himself!"
At this moment, another figure appeared in the darkness.
Lu Xiaofeng only glanced at it, then frowned and said, "Who did you give a ribbon to?"
The honest monk said: "This person is not Yan Renying. "
Mu Daoren immediately said: "This person is not Yan Renying. "
The honest monk said: "It's not Tang Tianzong, it's not Sima Ziyi." "
This man's posture is very peculiar.
His robes fluttered, as if they were blown in by the wind, and he was reluctant to exert even a little strength.
Yan Renying, Tang Tianzong, and Sima Ziyi did not have such a high level of light skills.
The honest monk said, "Who is this person?"
Lu Xiaofeng said: "He is not a human, he can even be counted as half a person, he is completely a monkey spirit." "
The sentence is not finished.
The figure in the darkness suddenly rushed over like a rocket, dressed in the wind, hunting, as if it was about to hit Lu Xiaofeng.
Just rushed in front of Lu Xiaofeng.
Suddenly, he volleyed two more heels, falling lightly, with gray hair, bending over and coughing.
Lu Xiaofeng grimaced and said, "You don't know who this monkey spirit is?"
Mu Daoren smiled and said, "Sikong picks stars, it's a monkey spirit, I've heard it in the afternoon." "
Sikong Xingxing sighed and said, "It seems that my disguise technique has become useless!"
Mu Dao said: "You shouldn't perform this kind of light skill, except for the star, who has such a high light skill?"
Lu Xiaofeng said: "Me." "
Sikong Xingxing smiled: "If you eat a lot of shit, bed bugs will fly if you eat it." "
Lu Xiaofeng deliberately pretended not to hear, glared at the ribbon on his body, and said, "You stole one from me and returned two to me." "
Sikong Xingxing said: "I've always been a good friend, and I know that you forgot to leave one for Bai Ji, so I specially found two for you." "
Lu Xiaofeng said: "Where did you find it?"
Sikong picked the star and said: "Don't forget that I am the king of stealing kings." "
Lu Xiaofeng said: "Could it be that you stole Sima Ziyi and Tang Tianzong?"
Sikong Xingxing smiled, suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed ahead, and said, "Look at who is coming in front?"
Two more figures swept in the distance.
When the figure on the left was raised, his shoulders shrugged up, as if he was ready to dig out the hidden weapon at any time, using the Tang family's unique light martial arts method.
The person on the right looked very clumsy, as if he had practiced hard skills for too long, if Tang Tianzong hadn't waited for him specifically, he would have been far behind.
The honest monk said: "Bu Ju!"
It was really Bu Ju who came.
Seeing Lu Xiaofeng, he showed a sneering smile on his face again.
seems to be demonstrating to Lu Xiaofeng, if you don't give Lao Tzu a ribbon, Lao Tzu is still here.
He actually had a ribbon tied around him, with a peculiar color. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)
In the moonlight, it suddenly became light purple and suddenly silver-gray, and it was undoubtedly made of color-changing silk peculiar to Persia.
Originally, there were only six ribbons.
Lu Xiaofeng has two on him, one for the honest monk, one for the Mudao people, and one for the Sikong Xingxing, plus the two of them, it has become seven.
How did six ribbons become seven?
Where did the extra one come from?
No, counting the one he personally handed over to Zhao Wuxian, there are already eight!
Bu Ju had already walked on the bridge proudly, Tang Tianzong's face was pale, and he didn't even look at Lu Xiaofeng out of the corner of his eyes.
During the day, the two of them had a mess under Lu Xiaofeng, and outside the manor, there were many spies who spread the news.
This made the two of them lose face.
Lu Xiaofeng knew that even if he asked them, they wouldn't say anything.
Besides, he didn't have time to ask at this time.
Lu Xiaofeng looked from afar, and suddenly saw a streamer coming from outside the city in the distance, like a meteor piercing the night sky.
The streamer was extremely fast, and after a flash, he had already entered the inner city, and when Lu Xiaofeng blinked again, there was already one more person not far away.
He seemed to have been standing there from the beginning, his steps were empty.
Not only Lu Xiaofeng, but also Sikong Xingxing, Mu Daoren, and honest monks all looked at him, and even the "blind man" Hua Manlou raised his head.
The streamer fell, revealing its figure.
This is a young and handsome man.
The wide sleeves hang down and are spotless.
He wore a purple crown of hair on his head, and his long hair was as black as ink, which contrasted with the white clothes embroidered with gold dragon patterns, which was extremely distinct.
He was tall, with slender fingers, and his skin was carved from jade, radiating a warm light that blended with the moonlight.
The faint streamer blended with the surrounding moonlight, and the whole person became the same as the surrounding scenery.
His expression was gentle, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, faintly like a spring breeze.
"Your Excellency, it must be the King of Song Jing!" said the honest monk.
Zhao Wuxian looked at him with a smile and said, "The honest monk is not honest, I don't know if it's true or not?"
Honest monk, ranked third among the [Four Great Monks] of Daming Shaolin, known as "never lie in his life", and is known for his honesty.
He is secretive, and he does not know whether it is evil or not.
He likes to play wit when he speaks, and his words often appear Zen machine, in which nonsense or reason, as the so-called benevolent see benevolence, and wise men see wisdom.
"What is true, what is false, true and false, an honest monk is an honest monk, and he never lies!"
Zhao Wuxian smiled, the monks all like this, in the clouds, many words, said is equivalent to not saying.
He looked at Lu Xiaofeng, Sikong Xingxing, Hua Manlou, and Mu Daoren, and nodded slightly, but he didn't say much.
Mu Daoren only nodded, as if he didn't know Zhao Wuxian, nor was he familiar with it, and he felt a little alienated.
Lu Xiaofeng's eyes rolled, although he had doubts in his heart, it was obvious that now was not the time to pursue the problem.
The moon has risen.
The moon is big, and the moon is full.
The moonlight is beautiful, and the beauty is intoxicating.
In the Taihe Gate, a figure has burst out.
A long sword with a diagonal back behind his back.
One (Wang Haozhao) was wearing the clothes of the guards with knives in front of the emperor, and it was too small to wear on him.
Recently, he has apparently been lucky again.
But his body is still very flexible and light.
It is Yin Xian among the four masters of Da Nei, Yin Sanye.
His face was also iron-blue, and his face was calm.
"I know you're all the top people in the martial arts, but do you know what this place is?"
"This is not a teahouse, you want to talk and joke, but you are in the wrong place. "
As soon as his people came, they first made an official tone, and everyone had to listen.
The relationship between the masters of Ouchi is really great, and the mood is inevitably nervous, and the temper is inevitably irritable.
What's more, this is indeed not a place to chat and laugh.
Yin Xian's face finally softened, looked at everyone, and said: "Now that you have all arrived, please go in, after the big platform, the big hall inside is the Taihe Palace." "
Mu Daodao: "That is, the Jinluan Palace?"
Yin Xian nodded and said, "The highest in the imperial city is the Taihe Palace, since those two masters must be on the top of the Forbidden City, they might as well go up and wait first." "
He looked at Bu Ju, and then at one of the white-haired old men who couldn't even straighten his waist.
The height of Sikong Xingxing is a mystery, he can be tall or short, fat or thin, he can be an old man, he can be a child, he can be a man or a woman.
No one has ever seen him for what he really is.