Lin'an City, in a courtyard.

Hong Qigong yawned, sniffed twice, and said secretly in his heart: "It smells weird!" What's that dish? It's a bit of an evil sect. Something is very wrong! He craned his neck and kept looking into the kitchen, but his vision was obscured by the door.

The aroma erupted in the kitchen, but Huang Rong never showed up. Hong Qigong scratched his ears and touched his cheeks, sat down and stood up, stood up and sat down, it was not difficult.

He broke into the kitchen earlier and was pushed out by Huang Rong. Tell him that if he breaks in again, he will have nothing to eat, and then he settles down.

"Rong'er, I always call the flowers to travel all over the country, eat all the world's delicacies, and even stay in the imperial kitchen for three months, not ordinary picky, don't let me down, otherwise the eighteen palms of the dragon will not make a head."

Hong Qigong stretched his neck, smelled the aroma, and swallowed his saliva "coo".

"Hehe, Qigong rest assured, you are satisfied." Huang Rong's crisp voice came from the kitchen.

Half an hour later.

Hong Qigong put down his chopsticks, his stomach bulged, there was no leftovers on the table, and two of the plates were even shiny, as if they had been washed.

"It's so fragrant, burp~"

He burped, touched his stomach again, and showed a satisfied look: "Rong'er, your craftsmanship is not bad compared to the imperial kitchen." Ouyang Kid doesn't know the blessings of several lifetimes of cultivation before he can marry you as a wife. ”

Huang Rong grinned: "Seventh Prince, if you teach Brother Ouyang to descend the dragon and eighteen palms, what do you want to eat, just tell Rong'er, even if it is the dragon liver and phoenix marrow, I will find it for you to taste and taste." ”

"Haha, you two pairs of beggars have merit, and it won't be a loss if you pass on a few more hands to descend the dragon and eighteen palms for food."

Hong Qigong Lang said with a smile: "But if I were you, I should prepare bone-setting wine and healing medicine now, and when Ouyang Kid comes back with a blue nose and swollen face, he won't be flustered." ”

"Qigongjing said nonsense, your group of disciples and grandchildren are not Brother Ouyang's opponents at all. If it weren't for the concealment of the hiding location, he would have been given a nest by Brother Ouyang a long time ago. Huang Rongdao wrinkled her nose dissatisfied.

"Ouyang Kid's martial arts are not bad among the young juniors, and he may not be able to reach the level of the Five Uniques in the future, but now he is still a few points behind." Hong Qigong said with a smile: "Even if he can deal with those scum, I'm afraid that he will inevitably get hurt." ”

Huang Rong's eyes rolled and said, "Qigong, let's make a bet." If Brother Ouyang cleared the portal, he would not have been injured. You will teach Brother Ouyang one or two more tricks to descend the dragon and eighteen palms. On the contrary, Rong'er will cook you three more days of food. ”

Hong Qigong clapped his hands and said, "Okay, a word is a decision, and I will never regret it." ”

"Whoever repents is a puppy." Huang Rong said.

Hong Qigong laughed for a while: "Rong'er, among those scum, there are two eight-bag elders, and their skills are not low, you are doomed." ”

"Qigong, let's see."

Huang Rong showed a sly smile, just like a little girl finding the candy that her mother had hidden, and clapped her hands again: "That's right, Rong'er has to go to warm the wine, Brother Ouyang will come back later, just to have a drink with you Qigong." ”

Hong Qi said fairly: "You girl, you look weird, why do you have something to do with Ouyang Boy, you are not sober." From here to the hiding place of that group of scum, it will take half an hour to come and go, not to mention fighting people. Now that the wine is warmed, it will be cold later. ”

"Qigong, you just wait."

Huang Rong grinned and ran into the house.

Hong Qigong shook his head helplessly, lying lazily, thinking secretly in his heart.

That Ouyang kid's martial arts and light skills are extremely clever, and he is not a stupid person, even if he can't defeat that group of scum, he must not lose his life.

But if the news leaks and lets the scum escape, it will be a troublesome thing.

Just as he was distracted, two shadows loomed over him.

Hong Qigong stretched out his hand and grabbed it, but it was two pieces of clothing, the clothes were stained with blood, and they were quite familiar, and when he opened it, there were eight bags on each of them, wasn't it the clothes worn by the two eight elders in Lin'an City?

"Qigong, fortunately, those scum have been handed over to the government."

Xia Wuji walked in, still dressed in white, chic and free, but there was still a trace of blood on his body.

"Two of them have eight bags of elders, they are high and powerful, maybe they have the things you need from the Seventh Prince, and I don't bother to search for them, so I directly brought them to you."

Hong Qigong: "......"

"Brother Ouyang, you're back." Huang Rong walked out and said happily: "Wait a minute, the wine is not yet warm." ”

"Haha, it's okay to drink late." Xia Wuji laughed and shook his hand in front of Qigong again.

"Qigong, what's wrong with you? What's in a daze? I didn't kill any of the disciples you to, and handed them over to the yamen, and if you are satisfied there, you can just tell me. ”

"Good boy!" Hong Qigong came back to his senses and looked at Xia Wuji with a little surprise: "It's always called me to look at the flowers, I didn't see that you still have such skills, you are really a hero." ”

"Seven Gong smiled." Xia Wuji scratched his head and smiled "honestly": "My martial arts are similar to those of my uncle and father-in-law, and there is still a lot of room for improvement, don't praise me like this, I will be proud." ”

The corners of Hong Qigong's mouth twitched: "Your braggart skills are not much worse than your martial arts." ”

Xia Wuji shook his head: "I never brag, I only tell the truth." ”

Hong Qigong stood up and said, "Ouyang boy, shoot at me, see if you blow the cowhide through the sky, or do you have real skills?!" ”

"Shoot at the Seventh Prince?" Xia Wuji thought for a moment, then shook his head again: "Forget it, don't hurt Qigong, let my father-in-law say that I don't respect my predecessors." ”

"Yes, Qigong, you are at such an age, you are injured and bone-breaking, but you have to recuperate for a long time before you recover." Huang Rong also nodded.

Hong Qigong snorted: "Just make a move, don't say more, can't you even take a trick from the old flower?" ”

"Since that's the case, then the Seventh Duke won't blame the juniors for being rude."

Xia Wuji crossed back and forth, and finally sighed long: "The seven-duke's eighteen palms are unparalleled in the world, and I also have a palm, please teach the seven dukes." ”

His body sank slightly, and a low roar of "goo" came out of his throat, which shocked people's chest tightness and shortness of breath, and there was a hidden feeling of boiling qi and blood. And the whole person has a sharp meaning, like a sword breaking through the air.

Rumble!!

Xia Wuji slammed his palm forward and withdrew, and the invisible palm force broke through the air, bringing out a ripple visible to the naked eye in the air. The invisible huge force, like Mount Tai pressing the top, blasted towards Hong Qigong.

"Suffer!"

This was Hong Qigong's first thought.