Soon, only Liu Bingzhong and Gao Lishi were left by Gong Qianbai's side.

"This friend on the beam, now that you have arrived, you have also looked around in my palace, is it time to come down to talk about the ceremony of the guest and the host?"

Gong Qianbai shouted, but the man still stood quietly on the steps.

Whoosh –

In the originally empty clearing, there was a samurai dressed in white, thirty or forty years old, thin and tall, with a long sword on his back.

"Can you see me? I'm amazed that you found me! ”

"What is there to be surprised when you see it, what is there to be surprised! Who are you? What are you doing here? ”

The white-clothed warrior took something from his bosom, unfolded it, and showed it to Gong Qianbai and the others, it turned out to be the holy decree he had just received.

Gong Qianbai was indeed taken aback, but immediately calmed down:

"What a good idea! Yes, with a body like yours, what can't you get if you want? But what's the use of you getting it? I am still the prince, you are still a thief, the court will punish me for my poor custody at most, and will chase you with all its might! ”

Losing the holy decree was mostly a crime of killing the head in all dynasties, but in the Yuan Dynasty, a Mongolian prince who lost the holy decree would never kill his head.

Threatening Gong Qianbai with the holy decree can indeed make Gong Qianbai disgusting, but it can't hurt his muscles or move his bones.

Sure enough, when the white-clothed samurai heard Gong Qianbai say this, a look of obvious disappointment appeared on his face.

Gong Qianbai turned sideways again, and said to the white-clothed warrior: "There are not many people in the world who have your own body, and it can be regarded as a person, standing here and talking will make me look very disrespectful to talents, Your Excellency, please sit inside!" ”

The white-clothed warrior snorted: "Sit inside, sit inside!" "Follow Gong Qianbai to the back hall.

The guest and host sat down, Gong Qianbai waved his hand to Gao Lishi, and there were only three people left in the room.

"Dare to ask Your Excellency's name? And what grudges do you have against me? ”

The white-clothed samurai sat on the chair, crossed Erlang's legs, and shook his head with a playful smile: "Who am I?" The people of the rivers and lakes call me the thief god, but you Mongolians call me the great thief white dragon, and my name is indeed the white dragon! ”

"As for our grudges, it's been more than 100 years, and since you Mongols came to this land, our grudges have been generated!"

"I see!" Gong Qianbai nodded, "I didn't expect that Your Excellency is not only outstanding, but also a chivalrous heart!" It's a pity that the vast majority of Han people can't understand you, respecting you as a thief god is to see your ability, but everyone respects you as a person, and no one is close to you, so you have become a scattered person, and the dragon sees the head but does not see the end! ”

The name of the thief white dragon, Gong Qianbai, has heard of it, and he heard it when he was in the south, and his reputation is very bad, but no one openly says that he is bad. In other words, if the thief Bailong is caught one day and wants to be killed, even if the martial arts masters among the Han people are present, no one may come to the rescue.

The reasons are, first, Bailong himself is relatively withdrawn, his personality is uncertain, and he does everything according to his own preferences and never thinks about others; The second is the word "stealing", which is really despised by people, and has always been classified as a means of indiscriminate use, so no sect is willing to ask for it, and no one wants to make friends.

There used to be some evil people who were willing to make friends, but unfortunately Bailong didn't look down on others.

And Bai Long heard Gong Qianbai comment on him like this, although the look on his face was unnatural, he didn't refute it.

Then Gong Qianbai generously threw out an olive branch:

"If you are willing to take refuge in me, I will definitely take you in!"

"Huh!" The white dragon couldn't help but sneer, "Even if I die, I won't take refuge in the Mongols!" Boy, you can see me, it proves that your kung fu is not weak, and even the best in this world! But so what, your body is still not as good as mine, and you can't help me anyway, so don't think about threatening me, uncle doesn't eat this! "Jiujiu Reading Books .kanshu99.

Hearing him say this, Gong Qianbai couldn't help but smile lightly: "Although you have a bad reputation, I know that you are a very chivalrous person, and in terms of your heart, you are more upright than many famous families!" So I won't force you to do anything, it's all up to you. Of course, there is one thing I want to correct you, I am not a Mongolian, I am just a dove occupying the magpie's nest, a young man of this identity, was killed by his two brothers half a year ago, because I look alike, I am an impostor! ”

The white dragon was stunned, the Mongolian in front of him was fake?

It's really possible, but now, looking at the appearance and characteristics, it is impossible to tell whether the Mongols are Han or Han.

However, it can't be believed so easily.

Thinking of this, the white dragon probe asked, "Then who were you?" ”

"Great Bright Mountain Villa Palace Qianbai!"

"Great Bright Villa? Are you from the Great Bright Villa? It's-"

Bailong looked unbelievable, the Great Bright Mountain Villa is a well-known existence in the martial arts, although there are only two demi-immortals, but the old village master Gongjing is one of the strongest demi-immortals, and few people dare to provoke.

However, hasn't Gong Qianbai, the young owner of the Great Guangming Villa, been missing for several years? How did it end up here?

"Chirp—"

A lightsaber shot down Gong Qianbai's finger towards the door, drilling a round hole in the door.

What a person from the Great Bright Villa!

The Great Light Divine Skill will never be passed on to outsiders, the evidence is here, and it is impossible for Bailong not to believe it.

"I pretended to be this prince, just to go undercover for the Mongolian internal and external cooperation, just lack a master like Your Excellency, if you cooperate with me, it will be far more impactful than your own actions."

Should the undercover Mongolians be inside and out?

The white dragon's eyes couldn't stop beating, and he was about to go crazy because of Gong Qianbai's crazy thoughts.

Is it so easy to go undercover inside the Mongols? Although the number of Mongolians is small, but there is a Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, a master like a cloud, he has suffered more than one loss, in case Gong Qianbai is discovered, it is not as simple as death!

Are the fucking maniacs starting to get younger? Crazier than an old madman!

"Hey! Have you thought about it? ”

Gong Qianbai urged impatiently, because he had already heard Colliers knock on the pillar three times outside, indicating that Azhu was ready.

The surroundings of this room are cobwebs in all directions, and birds can't fly out, let alone white dragons.

The corners of the white dragon's mouth curved, and a strange smile was hooked: "I am willing to agree!" But I have to confirm whether what you said is true or not, and when I come back from the Great Bright Villa, I will give you news! ”

"That's fine!" Gong Qianbai readily agreed, "However, if you return the things you stole from me first, and then help me kill the messenger, I will let you go!" ”

"Huh! You have a fever, right, can you stop me with this broken door? Goodbye to you?! ”

The white dragon laughed, and did not go out of the door or window, and rushed out of the roof.

"Ouch!"

As soon as he stepped out of the roof, the white dragon rolled down the tiles with a grunt......