Chapter Forty-Seven: A Lama Came to the South, Now Dead

"Little Lord, can we go?" Stunned Ouyang Ke, Forestry said to Yang Kang with a smile.

"This..."

Yang Kang showed a hint of jealousy in his eyes, and then said: "Brother Huang, why don't you stay for a while, so that Xiao Wang can fulfill the friendship of the landlord." ”

"The little prince laughed." Lin Lin smiled even more, "If I stay here any longer, I'm afraid what I'm waiting for is not your landlord's friendship, but the army of your Jin country." ”

Yang Kang's face froze, obviously he was guessed correctly by Forestry, and immediately smiled again: "How could it be?" We're friends! ”

But he was secretly anxious in his heart, why didn't his father come yet, with his caution and years of experience in leading troops, even if he believed in these people in the rivers and lakes, he would definitely set up a pair of ambush soldiers in the dark just in case.

Yang Kang was about to find some excuses to delay for a while, when a voice sounded on the side: "Why do you need to be polite to him, since I came to the Central Plains, I have been listening to people boasting about how powerful the magic powers of the East Evil and West Poison Southern Emperor and Northern Beggars are, in my opinion, it is just that there is no tiger in the mountains, and the monkey is called the king, so why should I be afraid of this little cub of the East Evil?" ”

Heroes!

Peng Lianhu, Liang Ziweng, Yang Kang and others all looked at the Venerable Master Lingzhi with looking up.

Yang Kang was even more moved and said, "In that case, why don't you have a discussion with Brother Huang?" ”

He said to Forestry again: "Brother Huang, presumably you don't want Ling Zun's reputation to damage you?" ”

This is indeed the bottom line of forestry.

"Well, you win. I don't want to go for a while, at least, until I get rid of this lama! The smile faded, and his face turned cold.

It is difficult for ordinary people to imagine how cherished the orphans who were abandoned since childhood to re-experience the warm and selfless love of their fathers and mothers.

The dragon has reverse scales, and it kills when you touch it!

This is the explosion point of forestry, and if you touch it, you will not necessarily die, but it will explode.

"Respect the old and love the young, you make the first move." Forestry stretched out his right hand forward, stretched it out to the Venerable Master, and motioned for him to do it.

"The shaft is so daring." The Venerable Master's face turned red, and he was immediately furious, and he raised his cymbals and rushed towards the forestry.

Forestry arms waved, out of the palm sharp like a sword, all sides are palm shadows, only to hear the two loud sounds, the double cymbals were shocked by the palm force to fly into the air, forestry palm wind but split head-on.

The Master of Wisdom immediately waved his palm, only to feel suffocated in his chest, his arms were sore, his palms hung down softly, and the joints on his wrists had been shaken off.

"Ahh My hand.. ”

Before the words fell, Forestry stretched out his right hand, grabbed the fat behind the neck of the Lingzhi Master, turned half a circle, turned his head and feet upside down, threw it down, and pounced, his fat bare head, and the ground was close to the ground.

"This is the 'monkey' in your mouth, and the palm method created - Luoying Divine Sword Palm, I remember it. In the next life, remember to think twice before you speak, and then act. ”

The right hand is forced, and there is a "duang" sound.

The flesh was blurred, and the blood was gushing outward, spreading outward from the contact surface between the spiritual master's head and the ground.

Unlike in the original book, he was subdued by Ouyang Feng, Huang Yaoshi, and Zhou Botong and did not die, his originally long and devastating life came to an end.

Forestry didn't want to laugh, and there was a little fluctuation in his heart.

Ignorance, ignorance, and arrogance are the worst enemies of progress, and it is not surprising that they are dead, like the Venerable Master, who is complacent and provokes without understanding the details of their opponents.

"Bang Bang Bang"

There was a murmuring sound in the distance, and the light of the burning torches swayed, from far to near, gradually becoming clear.

"It seems that the little prince's reinforcements have arrived, so I won't bother."

After speaking, without waiting for Yang Kang to continue answering, he took Huang Rong to perform light skills and drifted away together.

Wang Chuyi, Guo Jing and others also found out that the army of the palace was coming, and hurriedly retreated, no longer staying.

Seeing that everyone was retreating, but no one dared to catch up, the bloody fate of the Master of Wisdom was still flashing in their hearts, and they could not forget it for a long time.

"Brother, why don't you kill that Wan Yankang?"

The murderous language came out of the mouth of Huang Rong, a pretty and lovely little girl, but Forestry was not a little surprised.

Huang Rong is such a person, people and things that have nothing to do with me, even if she is broken, what does it matter.

"Not yet, although Wan Yan Kang is not Wan Yan Honglie's own son, but Wan Yan Honglie does have deep feelings for him, if he is killed now, then Wan Yan Honglie will definitely fight with us endlessly, and fight to the end. And now the Great Song Dynasty has a completely inflammatory, and is proud of being able to do things for the Jin people. When the time comes, I am afraid that we will have to meet the all-weather encirclement and suppression of officers and soldiers. ”

It does make sense for the people not to fight with the officials.

Although it may be cowardly, in such a martial arts world, you are strong alone, how many people can you fight? Ten people? Hundreds? Thousands?

In the end, it is not a fantasy world where the sun and the moon are slashed by swords and mountains and rivers by swords, and the strength of individuals is very weak.

Unless you want to live alone, isolated from the world. Otherwise, if you offend someone, you will finally uproot the family and save endless troubles.

"Then even Wan Yan Honglie will solve it together, and see who dares to arrest us."

"It's really a good way, but Wanyan Honglie can't die yet."

"Why?" Huang Rong was puzzled.

"Although the Jin Kingdom still looks very powerful, it has completely rotted in its bones, and the ministers and magnates in the court are intoxicated with the gentle township and cannot extricate themselves, and have lost their enterprising spirit. The seemingly impregnable kingdom is already crumbling. ”

"Isn't that a good thing? If the Jin Kingdom is gone, won't the Song Dynasty be safe? ”

"Although Jin Guo is no longer good, the other terrible male lion has begun to slowly wake up. When he opened his eyes and felt hungry, no one would be able to stop him from hunting. ”

"So, do you want the Jin State to contain the power of the Mongols, and the good Song Dynasty has a chance to breathe?"

Huang Rong is also a lovely person who can see through a little bit, she has traveled for a long time and has seen all kinds of customs and customs, she can naturally see the weather of Mongolia.

"I don't care what happened to the Song Dynasty. It's just that don't look at the fact that Mongolia is now subjugated to the feet of the Jin, out of the status of a vassal of the weak, but when he becomes strong, he will inevitably rebel against his master. And the Song Dynasty was located in the most fertile place in Middle Earth and the environment was good, how could they let it go? With the habits of the grassland, don't look at their simplicity and kindness now, once they devour the Jin Kingdom and show their fangs, he will be a hundred times more ferocious than the Jin people. ”

While talking, the two had already returned to the inn, and it was not much worse than dawn at this time, so they simply continued to chat.

Untied the Xuantie heavy sword, leaned against the corner, Lin Lin poured himself a cup of tea, and said: "I don't care about the life and death of the Song Dynasty, anyway, it's all a raccoon dog, it's not a good thing." As for those people, each has his own life, and if his life is not good, he can only blame them for not being strong enough. However, as a Han Chinese, the land where you live is occupied by outsiders, which is a bit excessive. That is, I don't have this strength, otherwise I would have burst out of these two or five boys. ”

"Then what does this have to do with Wanyan Honglie?"

"The Jin people have laid down the country, and the descendants can't hold it. It's just that Yan Honglie still has some ambitions, and other people still have some ambitions. If you want to contain Mongolia, you have to rely on him. Now at least the Jin and Song dynasties are still maintaining a clear peace, if the Mongols are really allowed to enter, according to their law of the jungle, the position of the Han people must be very underground, I am afraid we can no longer wander around so leisurely. ”