Chapter 227: Hong Qigong

Yang Xuan and Guo Jing were eating the chicken and drinking the drink provided by Yang Xuan.

"Hiccup~~" Huang Rong suddenly burped, and instantly blushed and covered her mouth.

"Hahahahahaha, Huang Rong, this drink is like this, if you drink too much, you will burp." Yang Xuan said with a smile.

"Wow, there's something delicious." An old guy named Hanako came out of the woods.

Unceremoniously walked to Guo Jing's place, picked up the flower chicken and ate it with relish.

Guo Jing, who was robbed of the chicken, looked at the old man who was called the flower, and swallowed his saliva, "Look at what he eats is really fragrant." ”

"But why did he snatch my chicken?" Huang Rong pursed her lips and said.

But just at a glance, I saw the nine fingers of the old flower, and my eyes rolled to the heart.

Lao Zhaohua was eating chicken and drinking wine at the same time, but the wine he drank was in a glass bottle, and at this time, Yang Xuan didn't know where it was Hong Qigong who stole his own things.

Huang Rong threw half a chicken to Lao Yuhua again, "Seeing that you eat so deliciously, I'll give you half more." ”

Hong Qigong was a little embarrassed to hold half a chicken, but the speed of his hands was simply breathtaking.

Guo Jing looked at Hong Qigong's eating appearance, "It looks really delicious." ”

"Then I just gave it to you, why don't you eat it." Huang Rong said coquettishly.

"Well, I want you to eat first." Guo Jing said honestly.

Vomit and vomit,, this wave of dog food is okay, I Yang Xuan don't eat this dog food, Yang Xuan is beside him, watching the two of them show their affection unscrupulously, and their hearts are about to vomit sour water.

In just a few words, Hong Qigong had already eaten only a bunch of bones in the chicken, "I can't eat your chicken for nothing, someone had a fight yesterday, I picked up a golden dart and gave it to you." Hong Qigong casually threw a dart made of gold to Guo Jing.

"Senior, we treat you as friends, and you don't need to charge money to invite your friends to eat." Guo Jing said stupidly.

Yang Xuan covered his forehead, any stupid words, coming out of Guo Jing's mouth, felt quite smooth, but there was still a very embarrassing feeling.

Hong Qigong turned around, "Then this matter is a little difficult, I have never eaten such a delicious chicken, so let's do it, what are your wishes to talk about." ”

"Nope." Guo Jing said stupidly.

"Actually, our wish is very simple, that is, to go to the market in front of us to cook a few good dishes, but unfortunately there is no connoisseur to taste them." Huang Rong said.

made a fuss, Huang Rong began to routinely Hong

Seven dukes, Yang Xuan watched a few people talking, and felt quite interesting.

After a few words of greeting, everyone casually found a small shop in the mountains, Yang Xuan picked his nails and had nothing to do, Huang Rong was burning side dishes attentively, Guo Jing was starting, and Hong Qigong was watching with relish.

Who listens to the jade flute

Good soup

Etcetera.

The one that Hong Qigong ate was called a fragrant, and Yang Xuan also sandwiched a few pieces and ate it.

As soon as the meat entered his mouth, Yang Xuan's eyes immediately lit up, not bad, much more reliable than the chef in a five-star hotel.

People with martial arts are really not imaginary, a lot of meat curing takes time, even if some meat is marinated for a long time, it will not be too flavorful, only the taste is forced into the meat with internal force, so that it will be flavorful, the fascia in the meat is shattered, tsk, Huang Rong's martial arts are not bad, not expensive Huang Yaoshi's daughter.

After eating, Hong Qigong felt that he owed a lot of favor this time, and said with a smile, "Rong'er's dishes are good, comfort Qigong, hey, the so-called uselessness is not lulow, so let's do it, how about Qigong teach you a few tricks." ”

The corners of Huang Rong's mouth instantly raised, and the routine was successful.

Since ancient times, the routine has won the hearts of the people, even if a master like Hong Qigong is as strong as Hong Qigong, it is not exempt from vulgarity.

"What do you three want to learn?" Hong Qigong said with his hands behind his back.

"Hehe, don't count me, I always think it's best to convince people with virtue." Yang Xuan smiled and gave Guo Jing a look to shut up.

Guo Jing just wanted to say something, but Yang Xuan glared at him and swallowed it.

"Qigong, his martial arts are much worse than mine, and he often sulks."

"Rong'er, although my martial arts are poor, I'm not bored." Guo Jing said unclearly.

Huang Rong pulled Guo Jing's clothes, "Brother Jing." ”

Yang Xuan was very depressed, the protagonist's aura is really amazing, he can catch up with the goddess like this, the heavens are unfair, if Yang Xuan didn't get the system, it is estimated that he would still be a poor ** silk now.

Hong Qigong looked at Guo Jing and said, "Look at his hands and feet are calm, and the foundation of internal strength should not be weak, so let's do it, you two call me to see." ”

Yang Xuan is also very similar to see if there are any traces of the martial arts of the Loose School in Huang Rong's martial arts.

Huang Rong said quirkily, "Brother Jing, then let's come to the real thing." He blinked his eyes.

"Ah, what a fight." Guo Jing muttered a little in his heart.

"Seniors, juniors are shallow, and I hope that seniors will give more guidance." Guo Jing hugged his fists.

"Hmph, a little pointer is pretty much the same

, more pointers? Can't make it. Hong Qigong calculated the small abacus and said.

I saw that Huang Rong began to make moves towards Guo Jing, and the two of them were very happy to fight back and forth.

Hong Qigong and Yang Xuan shook their heads at the same time.

"Rong'er, if you had three points of your cooking skills used in martial arts, you would have subdued this kid a long time ago." Hong Qigong was impatient.

I saw Huang Rong, after dodging Guo Jing with light skills, she turned around and knocked Guo Jing a few meters away with one palm.

"Rong'er, it's a good palm." Guo Jing stood up and said happily.

"You've also learned a little bit of Quanzhen Kung Fu." Hong Qigong walked over and said.

"Yes, I have Jing studied internal skills with Quanzhen Daoist Ma for two years." Guo Jing said.

In fact, Hong Qigong knew at a glance that Huang Rong was using the kung fu of Peach Blossom Island, "Your father's palm skills are so good, why do you learn some fur kung fu from Lao Zhaohua." ”

"You know my father." Huang Rong asked knowingly.

"Then how can you not know, I have been fighting with your father for more than ten years, your father is an Eastern Evil, I am a Northern Beggar, how can I not know it." Hong Qigong said with a smile.

"Then how do you know I'm his daughter?" Huang Rong said coquettishly.

"Then why can't you recognize it, your long eyebrows, eyes, and that palm technique, can you know it at a glance? And what is that good soup, Lun is strange and weird, your father is the best in the world. Hong Qigong smiled heartily.

"Is my father's martial arts also the best in the world?" Huang Rong asked longingly.

"That's not, I'm not either, the first in the world, it's the middle divine power, and the leader of the Quanzhen Sect is Wang Chongyang." Hong Qi is fair.

Yang Xuan took out a folding fan and fanned it, "Hey, the number one in the world died so soon, I think it's better to meet than to be famous." ”

"What do you little doll know?" Hong Qigong squirted.

"I'm really envious, the East Evil and the West Poison Southern Emperor and the Northern Beggars have magical powers, and the East Evil has such a daughter, envy, if I have a daughter like you, how can I let her wander the rivers and lakes." Hong Qigong sighed.

"Who made him scold me for no reason." Huang Rong said gloomily.

"You take this stupid son-in-law back, can your father let you go to the island?" Hong Qigong said curiously.

Hong Qigong and Huang Yaoshi are old friends, such an extremely smart person, seeing Guo Jing must be angry to death.

"That Qigong, you teach Brother Jing some excellent martial arts, if my father looks at the face of Qigong, he will also like Brother Jing, after all, you are a generation of heroes, and your predecessors are masters." Huang Rong's fox tail gradually revealed, patted the horse's ass and said.