Seeing Wu Dunru's actions, Wang Chan only felt funny in his heart, the martial arts of their two brothers were already half a catty, and when Wu Xiuwen obviously kicked the iron plate, did this guy still think that he could please Wang Chan? Sometimes the confidence of the fan is so terrible.

In order to establish his glorious image in Guo Fu's heart, Wu Dunru did not hide it, his right arm was out, the sleeve of his robe was windy, and he poked his fingers into Wang Chan's waist. The shot was even more vicious than Wu Xiuwen, Wu Xiuwen just wanted to seriously injure Wang Chan in anger, and Wu Dunru's hand actually wanted to directly abolish Wang Chan's kung fu.

Wang Chan sneered: "In order to please a woman, he is so vicious, Guo Daxia is really a good apprentice." ”

Wang Chan held the wine jug in his right hand unchanged, and his left hand also showed a finger without a trace, as fast as lightning, and collided with the index finger that Wu Dunru clicked.

only heard a crisp sound of "click", Wu Dunru's right index finger was broken in response, his face became pale, and cold sweat continued to break out on his forehead, but he couldn't bear it and didn't shout.

The young man is strong, loves to behave, and does not consider the consequences.

Wang Chan glanced at it lightly, and then ignored it.

If Wu Dunru didn't have any eyesight, he would have learned martial arts by Guo Jing's side for so many years in vain, and when he saw that Wang Chan no longer pursued it, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and turned around and silently returned to his seat.

"Didn't you say you wanted to be angry for me? It's really useless!" Guo Fu didn't ask Wu Dunru how his face could be so ugly, and directly said with his head covered his face.

Wu Dunru's face turned red, and he couldn't answer. Just when he felt extremely embarrassed, he saw Lu You, the new leader of the Beggar Gang, holding a wine glass and standing up.

Lu Youjiao raised his glass and toasted to the group of heroes, and said loudly: "The leader of our gang Hong Lao sent an order, saying that the Mongolian invasion of the south was urgent, and ordered the gang to help everyone to fight against foreign insults. Now that the heroes of the world will gather here, everyone is loyal, and we must discuss a clever plan so that the Mongolian Tartars will not dare to offend our Great Song Dynasty again. ”

After Lu Youjiao said these few words, the heroes stood up one after another, and every word you said and I said was all in agreement. Most of the people who came to the hero's banquet on this day were bloody men, seeing that the state affairs were going wrong, and the catastrophe was imminent, they had long been deeply worried.

As the saying goes, a snake can't be without a head, not to mention that this kind of family and country affairs to expel foreign insults must be led by one person. And to promote a heroic man who is highly respected and convincing to everyone, all over the entire rivers and lakes, there is only Hong Qigong, who can convince the public and win people with virtue.

However, Hong Qigong acted out of nowhere, and it was rare to show his face in the past ten years, if he encountered a major event of resisting the enemy and resisting insults, he could not ask him for instructions at all, so he was established as the leader of the alliance, which was more symbolic.

Therefore, it is necessary to elect a deputy alliance leader to preside over the daily affairs of the rebel army and act on behalf of the alliance leader.

The candidate for the deputy gang leader is Guo Jing's highest voice, but it is not absolute, during the period, Huang Rong, Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji, Lu Guanying, and even Lu Youjiao, who has just become the leader of the beggar gang, have been recommended.

For a while, there was a lot of discussion, and in the midst of chaos, a man walked quickly into the hall.

He was less than three feet tall, over forty years old, and his face was full of fierceness. Some people know him as a good man in Jiangxi, "dwarf lion" Lei Meng. Lei Meng walked straight to the main seat of the main hall, although Lei Meng is quite famous in Jiangxi, but his reputation is definitely not enough to sit in the position of the main seat, and Lei Meng is by no means the kind of reckless man who does not know the importance of it, everyone can't help but feel a little strange in their hearts.

Lei Meng walked quickly to the main table, first bowed down and apologized to the rest of the people, and then whispered in Guo Jing's ear: "Guo Daxia, there is an enemy coming to make trouble, you must be careful. ”

Guo Jing has had several encounters with Lei Meng, and he knows in his heart that although Lei Meng is not a first-class master, he is by no means a mediocre hand, and those who can beat him in the rivers and lakes at least have a first-class level. And his voice trembling when he said these words was obvious, which confirmed Guo Jing's thoughts even more, the opponent must be an extremely powerful person, and he couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Who is it?"

"It's Mongolian Tartars. ”

Lei Meng's face was pale, and a mouthful of blood spit out, obviously suffering a lot of internal injuries, Guo Jing hurriedly reached out and grabbed the other party's wrist, and an extremely pure internal force was continuously injected into his body to heal his injuries.

"It's finally here. Although Wang Chan was sitting in the side hall, he was very clear about the situation in the hall, and although Lei Meng's voice was soft, he couldn't escape Wang Chan's ears.

At that moment, a whining horn came from outside the gate, followed by the intermittent sound of the clamour. Seeing this, Lu Guanying said in a deep voice: "Welcome to the honored guests!" As soon as his voice stopped, dozens of people were standing tall and low in front of the hall.

The crowd in the hall were cheering and drinking, and the scene that happened at the main table just now was not seen except for Guo Jing and a few tables around them. They were all slightly surprised to see these many people breaking into the hall, but they all thought that this generation must be the person who came to the hero's banquet, and when they saw that there was no acquaintance inside, they didn't care.

Guo Jing and Huang Rong glanced at each other and immediately stood up. The couple and Lu Guanying and his wife, the four of the Quanzhen Sect, Dian Cang Yuyin, and Zhu Ziliu went out together.

"It's him!" After seeing the visitor, Hao Datong's face changed greatly.

Guo Jing also recognized the future, the young man with an elegant appearance and the appearance of a noble son was the prince of Huodu of Mongolia, and Huo Du forcibly broke into Chongyang Palace that day, and Hao Datong was planted in his hands. It's just that for some reason, he looks a little pale today, and the fat-eared Tibetan monk who was with him that day is nowhere to be seen.

However, compared with Hao Datong's big change of voice, Guo Jing is much calmer. He had fought with Huo Du in the Chongyang Palace of Zhongnan Mountain, and knew that although the other party was a first-class master, his martial arts were far inferior to his own, so he was not afraid at all. It's just that Huo Du didn't stand in the middle of the other party at this time, obviously there were stronger masters on the other side.

Guo Jing raised his eyes and saw a Tibetan monk in a red robe, extremely tall and thin, and a body like a bamboo pole standing in the middle of the group of Mongols, with his head slightly sunken, like a saucer.

King of the Golden Wheel.

Wang Chan on the seat saw the person coming, and his eyes lit up. Li Mochou, who was beside him, felt Wang Chan's expression fluctuating, and he also raised his eyes and couldn't help but be surprised.

When she was a child, she had heard her master talk about the strange martial arts of Tibetan Tantra, and knew that when she practiced to a very high level, the top door would automatically sink slightly.

Li Mochou was not the only one who had such an idea, but everyone present had such an idea in their hearts at the same time.

Why has the rivers and lakes never heard of such a master in Tibet?