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"Father-in-law, the drunken immortal building that King He Jin said is here. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

A young martial artist with a face like a crown of jade, like a scribe, raised his head and looked at the three words on the plaque of the Drunken Immortal Building, and then whispered very respectfully to a big man with a burnt face beside him.

The yellow-faced man snorted, and did not rush in, but squinted and looked around, only then did he stare at the guests who came in and out, and said with a trace of obvious indignation on his face:

"These dog minions, miscellaneous, the rebels were here at the beginning, but I didn't see them spend so much money!"

The young warrior's eyes flashed, and he gently spat out a sentence:

"Father-in-law is not worried, we will call back one day after another, and slowly call one by one, I am not afraid that they will not spit out more than this thousands of family wealth!"

"Let's go, I'll take a good look at it, the so-called little fairy in his mouth is really three heads and six arms, invulnerable, or just a yellow-mouthed child. Hmph, look at his three souls and six spirits are scared away, where is he still like a fierce king who fought for the world when he was in trouble? ”

The young martial artist laughed dryly, but immediately reminded cautiously:

"Father-in-law, although the three of them are tigers, the child still thinks that he should be careful. So many pairs of eyes have seen it with their own eyes, I'm afraid that even if it's fake, it's still-"

"Hongyuan, could it be that you are also a soldier?"

The yellow-faced man suddenly squinted in displeasure, instinctively clenched his fists and said:

"Let me tell you, it was already expected, this is just a trick after He Jin's soldiers were defeated, lest I force Cao Cao and He Yilong to ask him for the blame, so I pulled out this ghost trick. Hmph, if there is really a little god descending to earth, can he come back alive? ”

As he spoke, he suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said:

"By the way, I almost forgot it, Hongyuan, what is the name of the master who was captured in He Jin's hands, you have to keep an eye on it, let him send people to our camp quickly!"

The young warrior immediately nodded and said:

"This please be relieved by the father-in-law, the child has sent me to guard the elite eighteen horsemen of the Eagle Yang Battalion to personally dispatch important people, and he doesn't dare not give it!"

After the two exchanged words for a while, they immediately stepped into the Drunken Immortal Building in the midst of several big men.

When the drunken immortal building knew that the two of them were both arrogant, they didn't dare to slack off, so they hurriedly stepped forward, looked at each other with a smile, and said affectionately as if they had seen an old friend:

"Rare guests, I don't know if there is a reservation?"

What, when do you have to make a reservation to eat meat and drink wine here?

The young warrior's expression froze, and he subconsciously looked at the yellow-faced man on the side.

The yellow-faced man was calm, looked around with his hands, and threw out a sentence without looking back:

"Just as we agreed at home, go straight to the point."

The young martial artist hesitated for a moment, then clenched Zhike's wrist tightly, lowered his voice and said word by word:

"Listen, don't miss a word. Quickly and quietly go to tell your son-in-law, just say that Huanghu Zhang Xianzhong is already in the Drunken Immortal Building, and teach him to arrange for him to talk together. ”

"Huang Hu, Zhang Xianzhong?"

Perhaps he didn't expect that Zhang Xianzhong, who shook the world, would dare to appear openly in the core area of Yunyang Mansion under the pressure of Yang Sichang's army holding the sword of the Son of Heaven.

"Cao Ye, Cao Ye, no, that Yellow Tiger entered the city, no, no, he came directly to our Drunken Immortal Building!"

Yellow Tiger, that Yellow Tiger?

Cao Sanmao didn't react for a while, but glared at Zhike, and was about to get angry, but he didn't expect Liu Jian to hear it in the house, and immediately lifted the curtain and stood out.

"What about the others, are you in the hall now? Hurry up, invite him to this backyard! ”

After speaking, he turned his head to see that Cao Sanmao was still there stunned, and suddenly scolded:

"What a daze, don't go quickly, lead the restaurant to the courtyard gate of the backyard, send more people, and don't allow anyone to enter or leave!"

After a while, Zhike trembled all over his body and led two men, one big and one small, in. Immediately afterwards, he looked at Liu Jian with a pitiful crying voice and said:

"Father-in-law, father-in-law, when I just came in, two more people came from the front and back feet outside, and they also wanted to see and see you by name."

It seems that this is really called nothing is enough, and everything is piled up together!

Liu Jian shook his head, raised his eyes, and found that the yellow-faced man was grinning at him, and he couldn't help but say happily:

"What is this uncle laughing at, isn't he laughing at me for being a little bit old, but doing things like an adult? Hehe, the uncle smiled, but it was not at all like the rumored Yellow Tiger Zhang Xianzhong! ”

Zhang Xianzhong was stunned, suddenly put away his smile, gave a thumbs up and said:

"Good boy, I saw you for the first time when I came in, and Lao Tzu was indeed laughing at you for being a doll. But just looking at the way you do things and talk, I have to look up at you. Yes, Lao Tzu is Zhang Xianzhong, I didn't expect it, right? ”

This is indeed true.

Liu Jian nodded, and then looked at the gentle young martial artist on the side:

"I heard that the famous Yellow Tiger Zhang Xianzhong has four righteous sons, who are also famous in the rivers and lakes. Since the king dares to enter the county seat alone, he must be accompanied by his righteous son, I don't know who this is——"

When the young warrior heard this, he immediately hugged his fists and said:

"In Li Dingguo, Lower Yulin, when I saw my son today, it was really better to see than to hear."

"You are Li Dingguo?"

Liu Jian suddenly became a little uneasy.

The reason for not being calm is not only that Li Dingguo attaches great importance to love and righteousness, but also that he is a Confucian general. More importantly, under the situation that the general trend has been set since then, he still does not forget his original intention, insists on resisting the Qing Dynasty, and is unswerving.

Seeing Liu Jian's reaction, which seemed to be even greater than seeing him, Zhang Xianzhong suddenly felt a little displeased, and suddenly coughed and said in a rough voice:

"Okay, doll, since Lao Tzu has already come, either you hurry up and report to the official to call someone to arrest me and receive the reward, or hurry up and get a private room to ask about eating meat and drinking wine, what are you talking about here!"

"My lord, I respect you as a king, should you also remember my first name? My name is Liu Jian, you can call me by my first name, or you can call me Liu Gongzi, but not a doll. ”

After Liu Jian finished speaking, he immediately arched his hand and said:

"The king, sit down first, if you are not afraid that I am going to report to the official, I will arrange some wine and meat, and by the way, see who is coming to see me outside, farewell, farewell."

As soon as Liu Jian left, Li Dingguo immediately looked around and said in a low voice:

"Father-in-law, do you have a conclusion in your heart?"

Zhang Xianzhong nodded, and couldn't help but give a thumbs up, but his face was hesitant:

"Wait and see, whether you can get him to go or not, which is better or worse, I still don't know who is the father."

As he spoke, he suddenly grinned and looked at Li Dingguo with emotion:

"Hongyuan, do you say he is fifteen or sixteen, what do you think of his gestures, just like an old fox who has passed the age of standing?"

Li Dingguo thought about it, met Zhang Xianzhong's gaze and smiled:

"Father-in-law, I'm afraid this is the answer to the sentence that aliens have different appearances, right?"

Well, Zhang Xianzhong nodded sympathetically, raised his hand and twisted his beard, and slowly groaned:

This kid, once known to the world, is afraid that he will be a big piece of fat. There are not many people who know his details now. Who is the person who is looking for him from outside......