"The dragon elephant is like a god?" Hong Qigong muttered two sentences, and suddenly exclaimed: "But the tantric apologetic magic? ”

"Hahaha, yes, this kung fu is the apologetic magic of Tantra. The leader of the Hong Gang really deserves to be called the ancestor of Huazi, and even knows this kung fu, I am afraid that there is nothing in the world that can hide from the beggars. ”

At this time, the Golden Wheel Dharma King was still practicing kung fu in Tantra, and the reputation of the dragon elephant Prajna Gong was even less known in the Central Plains.

Hong Qigong nodded, but he didn't ask about this dragon elephant like a skill, in his opinion, although this tantric kung fu has some merits, but the power is just like that.

Although there are several masters of Tantra, compared with their five peers, it is much worse.

Hong Qigong asked a few more words about the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending, and only then did he solve the confusion in his heart.

Although the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending are the mastery of the beggar gang, it is not as unruly as a dog stick, and it is nothing to fall into the hands of outsiders at this time.

It is said that during the Northern Song Dynasty, there was a foreigner who would also descend the dragon with eighteen palms.

At this time, hearing Jing Zhou say that he had another adventure, Hong Qigong also suppressed his mind to ask again, as long as this person was not the one who was a great traitor.

Turning his head to see Huang Rong and looking at her a few times, Hong Qi said fairly: "This is your little daughter-in-law, hehe, Huang Lao's evil life is really good, he lost an apprentice but earned a son-in-law, but unfortunately, Huazi has no daughter!" ”

Huang Rong blushed, lowered her head, didn't know how to answer, and thought in her heart: "If you can go back to Peach Blossom Island with the owner, it won't be bad if you don't come out for the rest of your life." The owner will make wine, and will make honey, the peach blossoms on the peach blossom island become a sea, presumably after the owner arrives there, he is not willing to leave. . . ”

"Haha, Gang Leader Hong don't laugh at Rong'er, how old is she."

"Here, wine!"

Jing Zhou threw a wine bag to Hong Qigong, untied it from the horse, opened the stopper, poured a sip, and leaned on the horse's back and said loudly: "The sunset cries a few birds, and the fragrant wind blows flowers all over the road." I invite the beggars to fight for wine, and wash their chests in style. ”

"Yes, yes!"

Hong Qigong had been hungry for his wine for a long time, so he took the wine at this time and hurriedly took a few sips, which was very enjoyable.

He didn't know how to compose poems, but he could hear Jingzhou's free and easy feelings, and he couldn't help but shout, and even regarded the person in front of him as "a person in my way".

This man, in his opinion, should drink and eat meat.

There seemed to be a feeling in his heart, he only felt prideful, and even thought: "Although martial arts can't compare to you kid, but I am not afraid of people in fighting wine!" ”

picked up the wine bag again, drank it all in one gulp, until it was gone, and licked his tongue around his beard again, Hong Qigong still couldn't enjoy it.

This kind of vintage red, since you have met it, how can you drink more?

At this time, he also saw that the kid in front of him was very rich, and there were two mink blankets on the horseback, and he was not a man who was short of money.

"Little brother, do you still have that wine? I was in a hurry to get Hanako, and I haven't tasted anything yet. You call Hanako another bag, this time I'll drink slowly, let's continue to fight. ”

After saying this, Hong Qigong seemed to be embarrassed, he never took advantage of others in the past.

If he were an ordinary person, he could still teach one or two kung fu, but the two people in front of him, one of them was more clever than himself, so that the other was the daughter of Huang Laoxi, and he probably couldn't look down on his kung fu.

But in a blink of an eye, he thought that this kid in front of him would descend the dragon eighteen palms, I am afraid that he has a lot of relationship with the beggar gang, even if he is his own person, it is nothing to drink a few bags of wine from him by himself.

Besides, didn't this kid himself say that he invited beggars to fight wine!

How can you drink only one bag of wine! Isn't that a shame to say!

And it's not bad for him, it's up to this kid to boast about Haikou!

Invite him to fight wine, that's a meat bun beating a dog!

"Rong'er, you and give Gang Master Hong another bag, this is called Huazi still wants to fight with the young master, let him know what is the wine fairy today!"

In the future, Zhou still thinks that the wine should be turbid, but after staying in this world for a long time, people have become arrogant and uninhibited.

Since he has achieved success, he has never been drunk, and he is not drunk for a thousand cups.

There were even times when he felt that he could argue with Qiao Feng about the high and low with wine!

"Hahaha, little brother open up! Come on, come on, let's continue to fight! Ask Hanako to drink, but I haven't lost anyone! ”

Hong Qigong drank two more bags and went down, his face was already red and hot, he stopped Jing Zhou's shoulder with one hand, burped a wine, and said, "Brother Jing, let's, let's. It's not a fight. I don't know each other.,Hiccup.。。。 Drink... Drink this daughter red, let's just... Even if it is... Old acquaintances... ”

Huang Rong saw that Hong Qigong was drunk, and asked worriedly: "Boss, are you not drunk... ”

The two of them, after a while, drank most of the wine sacs on horseback, and worried her about it.

Where do ordinary people drink like this?

Even if you drink a few large bags of cold water, this person will be uncomfortable, let alone a few bags of wine?

Jing Zhou helped Hong Qigong and said, "Young master, I'm not called Huazi, what is this wine?" Let's go, let's find a place to place this Hanako, but it's not good to throw him on the ground directly. ”

This is called Hanako, Jing Zhou thought he had a lot of wine, it seems that he was just hungry for his own wine, and after only a few bags, he poured it.

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Jing Zhou put Hong Qigong on horseback, walked forward with Huang Rong for several miles, found a broken temple, cleaned it up, and put him on the ground.

This is called Huazi, although the amount of alcohol is not good, but the wine is okay, not like Duan Yu's kid, who knows that he can't cheat with internal force when drinking, otherwise even if he drinks a few more bags, he may not be drunk.

A few people rested in the broken temple for a few hours, and when it was about to get dark, Hong Qigong woke up leisurely: "Brother Jing, you are a good wine, and the wine is also strong, so that Huazi is not careful to drink fast, hahaha... ”

"You give Hanako another bag of wine, this head is a little dizzy, just drink two more sips!"

Huang Rong didn't expect the world-shaking Northern Beggars to behave like this, which completely subverted the appearance of a master in her heart, and couldn't help but say: "Qigong, you won't have three months without getting wine to drink, right... ”

Huang Rong saw through his thoughts, he was not shy, he was old and thick-skinned, but he said: "This kind of good wine is rare, if it is... Before he could say the word "may", there was a flute sound outside.

This flute sound Huang Rong is very familiar, it is the blue sea tide song, at this time her face changed, she didn't expect her father to find here.

Jing Zhou picked up the piano case, strode out, and said with a smile: "Good song!" With such a beautiful scene, the ensemble should play a song, but Rong'er is afraid? ”

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