Yang Guo is a disciple of Mrs. Chen Mo, or her playmate since childhood, and now after reuniting, he suddenly finds that he is much more handsome than Yang Guo;

This kind of appearance has an impact on the little girl, just like the handsome guy will always have an advantage in reality, Yang Guo is now vaguely in Guo Fu's heart, and his status is also rising, the ancient tomb and Chen Mo are in the background, and he is still handsome, Guo Fu suddenly had a trace of caution in his heart, looking at Yang Guo's eyes full of watery feelings.

Yang Guo was so hot that Guo Fu saw it, and the seeds of the young man's affection began to grow, and he shook Guo Fu's hand tightly, making Guo Fu's little face red.

Huang Rong walked to the hall and walked in front of Hao Datong and the others and asked:

"Daochang Hao, Daochang Sun, why haven't Brother Yin and Senior Brother Zhao arrived here yet? Didn't you say they came early? ”

Yang Guo couldn't help but tremble when she heard Huang Rong mention Yin Zhiping, Guo Fu's eyes blinked, thinking that he was still worried about Zhao Zhijing almost killing him in the first place, she hurriedly looked at Yang Guo gently and said in a low voice:

"Brother Yang, many years have passed, and now that your father and aunt are here, no one dares to bully you at will."

Yang Guo was worried about Zhao Zhijing's dead man, Yin Zhiping's figure appeared in his heart again, his vest hair kept standing up, and he felt a little scared, comforted by Guo Fu's soft voice, he nodded with a wry smile, and the two walked to a table not far away.

Xiao Wu was already sour and angry at this time, but they didn't have the courage to get angry in front of Huang Rong, the four of them sat down, and saw Lu Wushuang also walking over with a stick, Yang Guo quickly moved a stool for her and said with a smile:

"Sister Wushuang, what about my aunt and father?"

Lu Wushuang smiled politely and sat down and said:

"Thank you, Senior Brother Yang, Uncle Long must have followed Uncle Chen, Uncle Chen is bragging with a few chefs in the kitchen. Before the banquet began, it was difficult for him to come out and join in the fun. ”

"What's the point of Chen Gongzi going to the kitchen to brag?" Guo Fu asked curiously.

Lu Wushuang pursed his small mouth and looked left and right for a while, and then said shyly:

"Uncle Chen's cooking skills are even said to be unparalleled in the world by senior Hong and senior Ouyang, we all ate the food he made along the way, and after eating the food he made, we felt so bad when we ate what other people made.

It's a pity that he doesn't do it when he gets here, and only occasionally goes to the kitchen to get a few side dishes for Uncle Long. I don't have my share at all. ”

A generation of top masters can actually cook, and he is still a top chef recognized by Hong Qigong, an old gluttonous cat with a mouth that is better than anyone else, Guo Fu screamed and said:

"This is really handsome, not only is he strong in martial arts, but he can also cook good dishes, and he is so considerate and considerate of his wife, it would be great if my husband was so powerful in the future."

Guo Fu just felt it for a while, but in the following days, Xiao Wu began to enter the kitchen to learn the craft, and in the end, the two brothers cooked well, but the martial arts were still as bad as ever.

Yang Guoyi sat down. Guo Fu, who already had a lot of affection for him, put his little hand in his hand, such a scene made Xiaowu extremely entangled, in fact, the young boys and girls holding hands just expressed their good feelings, and they couldn't talk about any emotional investment.

At the beginning of the banquet, Chen Mo and Xiaolongnu finally arrived in the hall, and soon after sitting down, the elder of the beggar gang, Lu Youjiao, said loudly:

"The day before yesterday, the old leader of our beggar gang came here to tell us that Mongolia's southern invasion of Japan was urgent, and he ordered our gang to help everyone to die. defend against foreign aggression;

Now the heroes of the world will gather here, and everyone will be loyal. We have to discuss a clever plan so that the Mongolian Tartars will not dare to offend our Great Song Dynasty again. ”

Chen Mo drank the wine and muttered, the excitement of this hero conference was about to begin, the murderous intent in his eyes showed in his eyes, put down the wine glass, and the little dragon girl who had been paying attention to him asked in a low voice:

"Brother Mo, what's the matter?"

"There's going to be a lot of excitement later. This time we're going to sing the lead role, and when the time comes, you just know what I am? Chen Mo said in a low voice with an evil smile on his face.

He's already planning something new, so this time he's going to make a little fame, that thing can't be eaten but has a real effect, at least if it's famous, there will be people to support it.

The beggar disciples are conferring with the other heroes. Chen Mo looked at his Heavenly Sword, this sword was taken from the hands of the Exterminator Tai, and he had not killed a single person until now, but today he was ready to kill again, and he used this sword forged by Huang Rong, who might be another time and space, to kill the Tartar.

"Newspaper"

A Zhuang Ding hurriedly ran in from outside, and he rushed to the chief and said loudly:

"Qiyu Huang Gang Leader, Guo Daxia, Zhuangwai Sentinel Detective Emergency, there is a group of strangely dressed Tartars coming towards Lujiazhuang."

Guo Jing frowned, but Huang Rong whispered to herself:

"We are here to unite the heroes of the world against the Tartars, but why did this Tartars come here?"

Don't say that Huang Rong doesn't understand, Chen Mo has never understood the development of this plot, and the martial arts conference held here by thousands of martial arts people from the Central Plains is all for the sake of fighting with the Tartars;

In the plot, King Jinlun and his entourage came on behalf of the Tartars, and it is said that where will the Central Plains martial arts give them any excuse to compete, they rushed up to kill it, and finally played a solo battle that did not need to be fought by the master of the martial arts alliance, it is estimated that it is just to let Yang Guo mix a little heroism and let the original little dragon girl appear.

Now that the plot is subverted, Yang Guo is holding Guo Fu's little hand at this time, and it seems that the relationship between the two is increasing, if there are no other problems, it is estimated that Xiao Wu can only stare at the side.

"Chen Gongzi, why do you think those people came?" Huang Rong looked sideways at Chen Mo, who only had some strange smiles in his eyes, and asked.

Chen Mo is too young, but he is Yang Guo's father, it feels inappropriate to call his brother Huang Rong, but it is not suitable to call him anything else, and it seems that anyone can call him this if he gives him the name of a son.

"Those who come are not good and good people don't come, so many martial arts heroes are here, so you need to talk to them about the morality of the rivers and lakes, and then talk about them after destroying them." Chen Mo stood up and picked up the Heavenly Sword and said in a cold voice.

Chen Mo's cold voice could be heard clearly by everyone at the table, except for him and Xiaolongnu, the rest of the people at this table were Guo Jing, Huang Rong, Zhu Ziliu, Hao Datong, Sun Buer and others, most of these people were righteous people, and they were not happy with Chen Mo's statement that he did not follow the rules at every turn, especially Guo Jing, who frowned and said in a deep voice:

"It's not good, they didn't take the initiative to attack, how can we besiege them?"

Chen Mo put the long sword on his back, sneered, strode out, and said:

"Talk about morality and demeanor, just like now that the Tartars have occupied half of the Central Plains, do they fight back? The enemy is the enemy, knowing that he is a mortal enemy with them, and he still uses the morality of the rivers and lakes to them, it seems that you still don't know whether to make the enemy feel pain or let yourself suffer first. (To be continued......)