Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Old Naughty Boy

"Ah Kun, what happened to you just now?" Guo Jing saw Guo Kun stand up, and hurriedly asked with concern.

"There was something wrong with that song just now, and I almost caught it!" Guo Kun explained simply: "Brother, let's continue to follow and see who is playing." ”[bsp;“ Having trouble with the tune? So why don't I feel it? Guo Jing was puzzled for a while, and wanted to continue to ask, but saw that Guo Kun had already gone out, so he hurriedly chased after him but forgot to ask about it.

Along the way, the Guo Kun brothers were on a rampage, no matter whether the road was in the way or not, as long as they were in the way, they all rushed over and never detoured. Soon the two came to the edge of the peach blossom array, Guo Kun grabbed Guo Jing, who continued to walk forward, and pointed to the figure who was playing the flute on a high ground outside the array.

At this time, the sound of the flute seemed to have entered the ** part, and Guo Kun had to hold his breath and resist carefully. Guo Jing was so bored that he panicked, and when he heard a faint painful sound from the other side, he felt very strange in his heart. The sound of the flute is like the waves of the sea at high tide, wave after wave is higher than the wave, and the feeling of the waves crashing on the shore gives people an inexplicable pleasure, making people have the urge to rush up to accept the baptism of the waves.

Guo Kun felt that the two faint figures in his mind were becoming clearer and more graceful. The two figures are so attractive, Luo shirt is half-dissolved, crisp chest and half naked, white thighs, faintly revealing the secret corner, giving people infinite reverie, infinitely magnifying people's **, white jade-like arms, with the proud peak, so that countless people have a rush up and take her as their own.

Looking up, the beautiful neck and clearly visible collarbones, the delicate face, the shy look, the disgusting eyes, the seductive red lips, the "boom" accompanied by the rolling of the sea waves, "boom" makes people have a desperate pleasure to vent.

Guo Kun stared at the two delicate faces in front of him, wasn't it Li Mochou and Mu Nianci's two daughters? Suddenly, a chill rushed to his mind, and he suddenly woke up. Exhaled a breath of turbidity, and saw Guo Jing staring at himself carefully as if he was nothing, revealing this anxious look in his eyes, and he didn't let go until Guo Kun woke up.

At this time, the sound of the dong flute was fluttering, lingering, like a woman sighing for a while, and softly speaking softly and calling softly, Guo Jing only felt that this voice was very good. It's just a painful snort that came out discordantly, which made Guo Jing feel surprised for a while: "There are other people around here." ”

Guo Kun's mind had stabilized at this time, and he was running the Jiuyang Divine Skill at any time, and the sound of the flute could no longer affect him. "There's a man there!" Pointing to a figure in the shadows, Guo Kun whispered to Guo Jing.

The two of them came closer a little closer before they could see the man's face: I saw this man sitting cross-legged, with long hair hanging down to the ground, long eyebrows and beard, and his nose and mouth were covered. He caress his chest with his left hand and puts his right hand behind his back. This is the posture of the Quanzhen Sect to cultivate internal strength, and Guo Kun has seen it several times and is quite impressed.

The sound of the flute became more and more urgent, and the man's body was shocked and jumped, and his body had stretched out several times, and finally he sat down with great concentration. "This is the old urchin!" Guo Kun said secretly: "Hehe, how can you destroy Huang Laoxi's plan!" ”

I only heard the sound of the flute gently playing two flowers, and the man shouted: "Forget it, forget it!" "Wait to jump. Seeing that the situation was critical, Guo Kun didn't have time to think about it, so he immediately grabbed it, stretched out his hand and firmly pressed his right shoulder, and his right hand was already patted on the "big vertebral point" on the back of his neck. A gentle force smoothly entered the old urchin's body, helping him to reconcile the restless true qi in his body.

With Guo Kun's help, the old urchin Zhou Botong sat down quietly and carefully carried Zhou Tian. "Two little brutes, it's bad for me!" Behind him, Huang Laoxie scolded, then put away the jade flute and left.

"Huang Laoxi, there is a kind of come back for me, let's fight for three hundred rounds, and the master will definitely return to Yunzhuang's shame!" Guo Kun, who was still a little proud, was angered by Huang Laoxi's scolding. He dodged and was about to chase after him, but unfortunately he was stopped by Guo Jing: "Ah Kun, we don't know the road over there." ”

"Come back, what can you do to me?!" As soon as he arrived, the figure was like a whirlwind sweeping through the fallen leaves, and he suddenly arrived in front of Guo Kun.

"I'll beat you up when I come back!" Guo Kun's anger was in full swing, and it was just the right time for Huang Laoxie to come back, Guo Kun took a drunken immortal step, which was no less than Huang Laoxi's speed. The fist technique in his hand was like a tiger out of the cage, smashing into Huang Laoxi's chest fiercely, which was the most direct black tiger heart.

Shibei three days should be impressive! Huang Laoxie still had the same strength as when Guo Kun was still returning to Yunzhuang, and for a while, he couldn't prevent Guo Kun's speed from being so fast, coupled with the simple move of the black tiger digging out his heart, he couldn't raise his true qi for a while, so he had to take a step back and dodge to avoid Guo Kun's edge.

Under this retreat, he suddenly lost the opportunity, Guo Kun was naturally unforgiving, and a set of moves were used continuously, which was the method he came up with after thinking for a long time. Huang Laoxi's light skills are on par with him, if he fights with him in a dignified and upright way, Guo Kun does not have much advantage, only to take the lead first, and then not give him a chance to breathe with his continuous playing style.

Only by pressing him like this can Guo Kun make it possible for Huang Laoxie to be deflated! At this moment, Guo Kun's internal boxing can be regarded as the most incisive, knee collision, elbow, inch fist, collapse fist, split fist, no matter what move, as long as it is fast and simple, Guo Kun will use it as soon as possible.

Huang Laoxie didn't care about it at first, but after a few confrontations with Guo Kun, he had to be cautious. The power from Guo Kun was not weak in the slightest, and he did not have the slightest advantage in strength. All martial artists know that when strength is not superior, under normal circumstances, the advantage of skill will undoubtedly win!

At this moment, he was crushed to death by Guo Kun's fast and powerful punches and kicks, and he must be the one who loses like this! Guo Jing stood on the side sweating profusely, on one side was his younger brother, on the other hand, he liked the girl's father, the two of them fought together when they met, and it was very uncomfortable for him to hang in the middle.

The old naughty boy had finished pranayama at this time, and when he stood up and saw that Huang Laoxie in the field was being pressed and beaten by Guo Kun, those eyes were about to pop out, and the open mouth could almost put down a whole steamed bun that he ate at noon, and his hands touched the long beard at the corner of his mouth, and the whole person seemed to be evil. With such a funny expression, Guo Kun couldn't see it, otherwise he would have a stomach cramp from laughing.

"Hahaha, Huang Laoxi, being bullied by a little doll is embarrassing!" After the old naughty boy was stunned, he raised the white beard at the corner of his mouth behind him, and shouted happily, as if the person who forced Huang Laoxie to be so embarrassed was his old naughty boy and not Guo Kun.

"Left, hit the left, hey, why don't you hit him on the left side of the face, hit it, hit it!"

"Right, right, hey, if you don't listen to me, you'll almost suffer, right?"

"Beat him little **, yes, yes, it's the one that flirts with his legs!" The old urchin stood aside and chirped and commanded.