Chapter 147: Wan Yan Kang
At this time, the little prince in Chinese clothes didn't know the situation of the silly boy in the felt hat in front of him, looking at his stupid face, the already depressed chest was even more painful, and he glanced at the surrounding crowd that seemed to be full of mocking jokes, and the eyes on the face of the jade who were dressed up were already cold and cold, and then the left palm void slightly vertically brought up a fierce palm wind and slashed down towards Guo Jing's door, and his mouth also shouted angrily: "Die~!" ā
And Guo Jing, who was still in a daze and wondering why he flew here, suddenly noticed a fierce wind whistling in his ears, and his thick eyebrows and big eyes, which were already confused, also opened suddenly, and his body also rolled to the side to avoid the attack. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
After a while, looking at the leather felt hat that fell to the ground and shook on the edge of the severed corner, the young man Guo Jing touched his head and couldn't help puffing out his eyes, and said angrily: "Hey~, what are you doing, why are you beating people~?" ā
"Heh~!" Hearing the sound~, the little prince in the fancy costume had cold eyes, but there was a sneer: "Why~?" Just because I am the son of the Six Kings of the Yan Family's Six Princes Mansion of the Great Golden Kingdom, Wan Yan Kang~! ā
After finishing the words~, Wan Yankang's body in gorgeous clothes suddenly jumped, and the same posture as just now was that the left and right hands were exchanged, and in an instant, it was a split pat at the person in front of him who was still pretending to be stupid.
"Smack~!"
This time, Guo Jing didn't dodge in time, although he retreated, his face was still touched.
Gently covering the hot red and slightly swollen right cheek, the young man who has always had a generous temperament was also instantly angry, his mother taught him since he was a child to respect the master and his father, but he must not lose his manly spirit, even when he was naughty and made a mistake when he was a child, his mother only beat his back and ass with a stick, although he thought of the parting instructions of several masters, but Guo Jing still shouted angrily, clenched his fists and puffed out his eyes, and hammered straight over.
And Wan Yankang on the other side didn't care about Guo Jing's angry eyes, he also wanted to repay the depression in his chest and the mocking voices around him to the young man of the same age in front of him, thinking of this, his body was also flickering, and he came to Guo Jing's body in an instant, and his left palm was a 'diagonal single whip' and slashed at the top of his head again.
Guo Jing, who has suffered two losses and is still reddened and swollen in the face, did not have a solution, his arms intersected in an instant, raised his hand to block, and when he attacked his arm, his left hand suddenly went up, and his right hand was also put down, and the gap between his hands fell when he saw the cross~ He used the method of wringing in his hand, and instantly caught Yan Kang's wrist vein.
Feeling the inexplicable tendon at his wrist and the famous teacher of the Central Plains, Wan Yankang couldn't help but wrinkle his forehead: "What kind of move are you~?" ā
"Hmph~, this is what my second master taught me~!" Although he looked at each other angrily, Guo Jing couldn't help but tell him when he heard his words, who knew that the ground suddenly darkened in front of him, and at the same time, he only felt a strong wind in his chest, although he was angry in his heart, he still quickly exhaled and closed his chest, but he couldn't help himself, but he was just in the chest and abdomen and ribs in a moment.
Guo Jing, who was furious when the fist was about to die, also hurriedly picked up the Xuanmen mental method taught by Master Ma Yu in Quanzhenzhang, although the chest was in severe pain after the two palms, but it was not as directly unconscious as some time ago, as the palm pulled the thing on the head, the foot was also used to use the leg method passed by the third master Han Baoyu, leaping into the air and kicking in a row, up and down, left and right kicked eight or nine feet in succession, cough cough ~ In fact, to put it bluntly, it is because it is invisible, so it kicks indiscriminately, commonly known as ~ blind a few kicks.
That's it~, I don't know if it's a blind cat that meets a dead mouse~, Wan Yankang, who was wearing lake green satin underwear, was accidentally kicked, looking at the dirty and conspicuous footprints on his thighs, Wan Yankang was annoyed and ashamed in his heart, and he was just about to wave his palm forward again~ Guo Jing had already torn off the cover above his head.
"Despicable~!"
Looking at the tattered but still gorgeous and unusually supple clothes in his hands, Guo Jing couldn't help but scold angrily, although he was angry in his heart, he was at a loss, he really didn't believe that there was such a thing in the world, he was simple by nature~ He grew up in the desert since he was a child and got along with rough and honest people, so he looked a little stupid because he didn't know the sinister nature of human nature. Although Zhu Cong ~ several masters of the whole blonde have said a lot of vicious and cunning things on the rivers and lakes to him in recent years, but he has never listened to these things as if they were stories~, and it is difficult to imprint them in his mind if he has heard them.
"Heh~" Hearing this~, Wan Yankang's crowned jade face sneered again: "How can there be anything despicable and not despicable~, in this world, the winner is the king, and the loser is the villain, and the winner has the final say~!" ā
"Hmph~, you're not right~! The seven masters of my mother told me that men should be upright and upright~ Do things upright, you can't play some villain tricks, you are not a hero~"
"......" Now Wan Yankang also understands that the silly boy in front of him is not pretending to be stupid but really stunned, shaking his head and sneering without replying, just when Guo Jing's face was a little complacent, he squinted and said: "Listen to your words~, you seem to have a lot of masters~?" ā
"I have seven~, no~ eight masters!" Although Guo Jing spoke up again, his honest face was full of vigilance this time.
"Okay~, then today Xiao Wang will teach you how your masters are teaching~!"
As the words came out~ Wan Yankang's body flickered and rushed towards Guo Jing, and Guo Jing was also on guard for a long time in his heart~ Seeing him attacking, he didn't retreat at all and swung his fist straight up.
After a while~, the two were already fighting fiercely between their bodies, although Guo Jing's martial arts were weaker than Yan Kang's, but relying on the desert to be physically strong and strong, it was also on par with him in fierce fighting.
And the sky is also drifting at some point, and patches of white snowflakes are falling, accompanied by the continuous noise and cheers of the crowd, like a war dance.
Mu Yi, who had already packed up his belongings on the side, silently held the iron spear and halberd, watched the two fight, although he was ashamed in his heart, he still shook his head slightly, waved his palm lightly towards his daughter Nianci, and disappeared from the crowd to leave the place of right and wrong.
It's just that he walked out of the crowd and just walked more than ten steps, but he suddenly heard a soft call from not far away in his ears, and he couldn't help frowning, and then he turned his eyes and followed the sound, but he froze in place for a while.
Looking at Yang Tiexin's stagnant and excited eyes, Wang Ming chuckled slightly and threw the iron card in his hand on the bluestone round table in front of him~, he has been sitting here for a long time~, after kicking a certain human bowling boy at will, he took two girls who still wanted to join in the fun and found a quiet place to sit here and drink warm tea~, as for the wine~, tsk~ He didn't want to raise two little drunkards!
Just when Wang Ming was thinking with a low smile, Yang Tiexin, who was alias Mu Yi, had also come to the bluestone table with his daughter Mu Nianci, looking at the pig iron square card on the round table that was stored completely and not blurry and engraved with the word 'Guo', his hands couldn't help but tremble slightly, and it wasn't until a moment later that he stared at his eyes and clenched his fists nervously and said: "You ...... You...... Surname Guo~? Is my father's name Xiaotian~? Is the mother's surname Li~? ā
"It's not~!" Before Yang Tiexin's words fell, Wang Ming had already waved his hand lightly, and then glanced at the two girls beside him, who were still pouting and secretly looking at him although they whispered from time to time to chat, and then shook his head and smiled: "Hehe~, I'm not the person you're looking for~!" ā
Hearing the sound~ Yang Tiexin, who was full of excitement, couldn't help but feel lost, and then thought of something, and his wrinkled forehead instantly became extremely solemn: "No~, you~ How do you know who I'm looking for~?" ā
"Oh~" Wang Ming's eyes were also slightly 'surprised', and he lowered his head and nodded the iron card in his hand and asked: "Aren't you looking for him~?" ā
As Wang Ming's words came out~, Yang Tiexin's originally sad pupils couldn't help but flicker and shrink, just when his palm was slightly stretched out and was about to touch the iron halberd on his waist~, outside the crowd, there were two people with special appearances, one of medium stature, full of white hair like silver threads, but his face was smooth without a trace of wrinkles, like a child. The other is extremely burly~ just standing one and a half heads taller than the body of everyone around, wearing a big red robe and a golden monk's hat, but it turned out to be a Tibetan monk.
I only heard the Tibetan monk's tone of envy and sighed lightly: "Alas~ I don't know what kind of bad luck Sha Tongtian and Peng Lianhu have taken, and they actually went to the realm of Zhongnan with the six princes to explore the treasures of immortals~, but it's a pity that Liang Gong and I have suffered~!" ā
Although the silver-haired old man agreed in his heart, he still shook his head: "Forget it~, since the princess disappeared with the newborn princess a few years ago, the prince is seriously ill, but he is very tight with the little princess~, if something goes wrong again, the Venerable Master and the old monster I will really be unable to take the blame~!" ā
"Hmph~" The Tibetan monk who was known as the Venerable Master snorted coldly at his words, and his pupils slanted slightly: "I think it's a ginseng immortal, your precious medicine snake has to be well nurtured, so you don't want to run around~!" ā
"Venerable Master~Immortal Chief, you are finally here~, go down and send that kid away, and then entangle, if the little prince misses, is a little injured and has a mistake, our subordinates who follow the little prince will not survive."
The old monster of the ginseng immortal, who was told by the Tibetan monk to his heart, frowned and was about to refute, but there was a sudden sound of impatient pleading in his ears, and it turned out that the entourage on the side found the figures of the two and hurried over.
The old monster who was secretly annoyed in his heart first swept away his entourage with one palm, and then said with a smile: "The Master Lingzhi is a great master of Tibetan Tantra, how can he do it with such a muddy boy and lose his identity in vain~?" ā
Regarding his mocking words in tone~, the Master Lingzhi just smiled: "The little prince has learned this kung fu, and if he doesn't show his face in front of people to try to compare, wouldn't it be in vain for many years of hard work, if anyone is helping him~ But it's easy to blame him!" ā
Just when the two were habitually laughing at each other and chatting~, a blue-faced thin man with three firsts suddenly came behind him, and he greeted the two of them with a slight arch of his hand: "The Venerable Master is well~, I think this is the famous Ginseng Immortal Liang Weng inside and outside the Guan~!" ā
Hearing the sound~, Liang Ziweng, the old monster of the Crane Immortal with a childish face, couldn't help but look at the Lingzhi Master suspiciously.
"Brother Hou hasn't seen you for a long time! It's been good lately~"
"Ahem~, it's okay~ It's okay!" Although it had only been a few days since he got up from the bed, Hou Tonghai coughed lightly and nodded indifferently in response.
After the two greeted each other~, the Lingzhi Master introduced Liang Ziweng: "Old monster~, this is the three-headed Jiaohou Tonghai, who is very famous in the rivers and lakes~, and he is also the junior brother of Brother Sha!" ā
"Oh~, disrespectful and disrespectful~" I often hear that the Dragon King of the Ghost Gate is a great master~, although Liang Ziweng doesn't know the name of Hou Tonghai's three-headed Jiao, but he wants to come to martial arts is not bad, so he hurriedly returned the salute when he heard the words.
As the three of them talked and the surrounding cheers, Hou Tonghai, who had just come here in the snow, turned his eyes and glanced at the place not far away from the fight, but his eyes widened for a moment: "It turns out that this stinky boy has also come to Kyoto~!" ā
"Oh~? Brother Hou knows this kid~! ā
"It's ......, ah~!" Hearing the question of the Venerable Master~, Hou Tonghai nodded and was about to respond, but he was hit by a sound of gold and stone, and when he heard the sound, he suddenly let out an earth-shattering exclamation.
Not far away, Wang Ming, who lightly pressed down with a paper fan and attacked the halberd in front of him, also raised his head in time to say hello: "Hi~~"
"Hi~...... Hi~" Although he was physically and mentally stunned, looking at the chuckling and familiar face that he would never forget for the rest of his life, the three-headed Jiaohou Tonghai still swallowed his saliva lightly, nodded and responded with a trembling tone, but when he nodded, the sarcoma on his forehead was also shaking with him, conspicuous and inexplicable.
As someone retracted his gaze, Hou Tonghai couldn't help but exhale deeply, and then disappeared without waiting for the reaction of the Lingzhi Master and the old monster of the ginseng immortal around him, only a panting rough voice came from afar: "Huh~, Venerable Master~Liang Weng~, Huh~ Lao Hou is in a hurry to take a step in advance~, and then later~ I will pay for the wine to gather~Ah~!" ā
Only the two people who were left with wide swells stared at the young man in white shirts at the round table not far away.
And Wang Ming looked at Yang Tiexin's solemn expression in front of him and the nervous handshake of the girl behind him and the posture of the girl behind him who was about to step forward, and the corners of his mouth were outlined with a slight smile and flicked his fingers: "I'm not the person you're looking for~, but that stupid boy is~?" ā
With the Guo Zi iron card rotating and swaying lightly on the desktop, Yang Tiexin, whose halberd was embossed at all, just instantly set his eyes on Guo Jing, who had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and didn't know that he also felt the same way about Guo Jing's silly boy, or Guo Jing's face was like his father Guo Xiao Angel, and he was familiar with it.
On the other side, Wan Yankang, who was fighting fiercely with Guo Jing for a long time, raised his eyebrows slightly, suddenly jumped backwards, jumped out of the battle circle in an instant, and took a piece of crystal snowflake casually, and waited for it to be steamed into a puff of white gas by the heat in his palm before sneering: "Silly boy~, originally Xiao Wang just wanted you to suffer a little to relieve the depression in my chest~, but if you don't know a little fun, then it's no wonder Xiao Wang~!" ā
"Hmph~, you have the ability to come~, I, Guo Jing, am not afraid of you~!" Although he tried to say some cruel things to others for the first time, Guo Jing, who had been fighting for a long time, still shouted in his heart, but it would be more perfect if he was numb, swollen and painful when he spoke, and his arms, legs and feet would not tremble back and forth.
"Heh~" Wan Yankang looked at the movements of the silly boy in front of him and chuckled and patted the lake green satin coat that was also messy and dirty, and then stretched out his hands and shook it quietly, just for a moment, his fingers were lightly propped into claws, like white bones~ Shaped like a bladed knife, just looking at his fingers is deep and stern.
And in a corner, Huang Yaoshi, who had a stiff face and a stiff chest and was independent, also opened his eyes as if he was sleeping, and the cold light in his pupils suddenly covered the snow-white flowers around him, and he said word by word: "Nine ~ Yin ~ True ~ Sutra!" ā
Footsteps slightly opened, glanced at a certain light blue thin figure on the round table whispering sweetly, and slowly exhaled, closed his eyes, and returned to his original position, but his lifeless body was dead and silent around him, and no snow fell.
Just above Kyoto, Yang Tiexin is famous and excited~ Yakushiguan is cold, the sky is falling in the sky, and the crowd is noisy and everyone is looking at each other, but there is a person in the mountain range not far from where Quanzhen Zhongnan is located, only to see him with long eyebrows and beautiful eyes, three bushes of black beard sparse under his chin, wearing Taoist robes, white socks and gray shoes, he seems to be a very heavily modified feather warrior, and he probed a few times before frowning and waving his hand backwards and said: "Senior brother and junior brother~, this is it~, if you move forward again~ you will lose your way and return to the mountainside!" (To be continued.) )