Gong Ruomei is the only daughter of Gong Baosen, a martial arts wizard, and the heir of the sixty-four hands of the Gong family's gossip. If you want this martial arts practice, there is naturally it.

However, Gong Ruomei is arrogant and proud of the Gong family, so it is naturally impossible to exchange the sixty-four hands of the Gong family for this elixir.

Even if Zhang Ziyu is not in her world, even if the sixty-four hands of this palace family are passed on, it will not have much impact on her, and no one knows the decision.

But the heart is like her, but she is unwilling to do so.

Although she is a woman, she does not disdain to use it for her own profit.

"I'm sorry. Things are good things, but unfortunately, the sixty-four hands of the Gong family can't be easily passed on, and this elixir has nothing to do with me. ”

Gong Ruomei said frankly and calmly, but the slight movement of her eyelids showed that she had been moved.

It's just that I don't want it, it's not that I don't want it.

When Zhang Ziyu saw her like this, he didn't persuade her, this first business was yellow.

Forget it, salted fish is salted fish.

Anyway, the monster ranch has just started, and there will naturally be guests in the future.

It's just that the arrival of this guest is random, that is, the probability of the return of the old customer is a little higher.

I don't know if I will have the opportunity to see Gong Ruomei, the legendary palace woman, again in the future.

"Chief, I don't know how I should get out of here?"

"It's okay to go back in my heart, it's not difficult."

Gong Ruomei saluted slightly, and then said: "Although I didn't trade with the Taoist, but there is a way that buying and selling is not benevolent, and this is also an unforgettable experience for me." The trail chief is here to say goodbye, if there is a fate, we will see you again. ”

"Wait."

Gong Ruomei turned around and was about to leave, Zhang Ziyu looked at her back, thinking that she was a widow and a widow, the only female grandmaster in the martial arts world, who was actually immersed in opium and died, and couldn't help but feel unbearable.

"Is there anything else going on?"

"Miss Gong, the Gong family's learning should not be cut off. Revenge on the Tao is a rule, but the times have changed dramatically, and the rules are also changing. ”

Zhang Ziyu couldn't bear Gong Ruomei's self-denial after serving the Tao, so he reminded him.

"You say that my palace family is absolutely unavoidable?"

However, at this time, Gong Ruomei's momentum changed, and her eyes were fixed, as if a fine light was about to see Zhang Ziyu through.

Gong Ruomei originally felt that Zhang Ziyu knew that her affairs were a little strange, and her reaction was not like a rumor in the rivers and lakes.

And now his words make Gong Ruomei feel that he seems to know the future of the Gong family.

She trusts her instincts, so she has to figure it out.

However, Zhang Ziyu was confused.

This woman's reaction doesn't seem right, she...... Shouldn't she be abolishing Ma San now, why is there such a big reaction.

Zhang Ziyu, a little unlucky bastard, saw that the people were extraordinary, and he was wearing the blue cheongsam, and his appearance and figure were very similar to the outfit after revenge, so he subconsciously judged the timeline.

But now it's clear that it's a big oolong.

The two looked at each other, sat on the chairs on both sides and looked at each other, and Zhang Ziyu kept laughing dryly.

"Little Daoist, do you know the fate of my palace family?"

Zhang Ziyu said: "Tell me first, when is it over there?" ”

"Twenty-three years of the Republic of China."

Zhang Ziyu pinched his fingers and counted the time, the first year of the Republic of China was 1912, then the twenty-third year of the Republic of China was 1934, and there were still two years before Gong Baosen retired to the south, and there were still two years of things to do in the Golden Building, and everything had not happened.

Zhang Ziyu nodded and said, "For some reasons, I do know about the future of the Gong family, of course, this is the future when you didn't come here." ”

Gong Ruomei bowed slightly, she knew that this place was far more magical than she knew, and if she hadn't come, it might have been different.

Zhang Ziyu said slowly: "Your father, Mr. Gong Baosen, wants to retire to the rivers and lakes, and retire once in the north, with your senior brother Ma San, and he will retire again when he goes south, and choose a southern martial artist to help." ”

Gong Ruomei's eyebrows flashed with pride and confidence, and she said: "The Gong family has not tasted defeat for many years, and no one in the south can partner with him. ”

The north is her senior brother Ma San, whose skills are naturally not as good as her father's, but as a big disciple to retire, it doesn't matter if you win or lose, as long as you show considerable strength, you are famous, and you can inherit the reputation and status of your master.

However, the people in the south have no palace family lineage, and if they want to succeed, they can only win, not lose.

And Gong Baosen can't lose.

Zhang Ziyu shook his head slightly, and he said, "What if your old man wants to make a name for himself?" ”

Gong Ruomei frowned and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"Give up your reputation and ask for a southern fist to pass to the north, just like the northern fist to the south, the north and south martial arts will unite together and go to the national disaster together!"

Gong Ruomei's face changed slightly, and she lost her demeanor in front of Zhang Ziyu for the first time.

As a daughter, she naturally understands her father, and he will do it, and even will do it.

Zhang Ziyu said slowly: "He gave up his great reputation to a Wing Chun descendant named Ip Man, and went north to retreat, and within a few years, the Japanese invaded and the land fell. Your senior brother Ma San became a traitor for the sake of fame and fortune. Mr. Gong called your senior brother to give a lecture. ”

"What are you training for?"

"The old ape hangs the seal."

"The old ape hangs the seal and looks back, Guan Pass is looking back, he wants his senior brother to turn back?"

"Yes, but Ma San doesn't understand. The two fought each other, your father used a white ape to hold a peach, and Ma San used a trick that the old ape hung the seal. ”

Zhang Ziyu glanced at Gong Ruomei, her eyebrows were lowered at this time, and the slender hand on the table was already tense and trembling slightly.

Not worry, fear, but anger.

"Did he keep his hand?"

Gong Ruomei understands her father's feelings for her senior brother, and she will definitely not make a dead move, one has the intention to keep her hand, and the other does not understand it, she will inevitably make a fatal move, and the two will fight, just afraid of accidents.

"Ma San couldn't see that the old man kept his hand, the old ape hung the seal and seriously injured the old man, and the old man of the palace was seriously injured and died."

"Then I took the solitary way, didn't stay behind, didn't get married, didn't pass on my art, and avenged my father, right?"

Gong Ruomei's eyes showed a look that was like this, and she said calmly and resolutely: "The palace family's mastery is extremely precious, so naturally the palace family can only ask for it." I am twenty years old, I am not young, I graduated this year, and in a few years, I should be the one who promised to marry, or even married. Don't serve the Tao, don't serve the palace family, avenge the name is not right, and the words are not good. ”

The solitary way is a contract in the martial arts, and only people with high morality and a certain prestige are qualified to do it.

Only by entering the solitary road can you block the mouths of everyone and prove that you have been a member of the palace family for the rest of your life.

The palace family is unlearned, one is rigid and one is soft, Xingyi Quan is Ma Sancheng, and the sixty-four hands of Bagua Palm are learned by her.

If she is taught the Tao and abolishes Ma San, then this mastery will really be extinct.

Gong Ruomei knows her character, if there is really such a thing, she will definitely do it.

Gong Ruomei glanced at Zhang Ziyu deeply, and then said: "Xiaodao Chief, the Gong family has inherited your great favor this time, I am not a person who does not know how to advance and retreat, this Gong family has sixty-four hands, as my reward." ”

The sixty-four hands of the palace family are exquisite and noble, and naturally they cannot be passed on lightly.

But compared to the future of the Gong family, these sixty-four hands are naturally a little lighter.

This is not to say that if someone is forced by the life and death of the Gong family, they can be exchanged for sixty-four hands.

The Gong family would rather die than give in, and there is still backbone.

However, now it is the people who point out the desperate way for the future of the Gong family, and they also give vitality.

That's a great grace to save a door, don't give up learning, how to taste grace?

As soon as these words fell, Gong Ruomei followed a dark guidance, and her knowledge and practice experience about the sixty-four hands were copied from her memory, and a ball of light appeared in her hand.

Looking at this scene, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes, it was so magical.

Zhang Ziyu didn't think about exchanging news for sixty-four hands.

It's not that he's stupid, it's because of his personality.

I'm fishing, lazy, and cheating, but I'm still a good person.

For some people who have a good impression, Zhang Ziyu will never be stingy to help each other.

However, the other party has already expressed his gratitude, and Zhang Ziyu will not refuse.

But if you collect it directly, will it be a little stinky and shameless.

Zhang Ziyu thought for 0.01 seconds, then poured out two small Yin Blood Pei Yuan Dan, packed them in another bottle, and handed them to Gong Ruomei.

"I can ask for sixty-four hands of the Gong family, but I don't plan to exchange this news for it. These are the two Little Yin Blood Pei Yuan Dan, and this is one of our Maoshan Body Polishing Martial Arts, Baguazhang. ”

Zhang Ziyu's voice fell, and his experience and knowledge about practicing Baguazhang turned into a ball of light and reproduced it from his memory.

"I used these two things to exchange your sixty-four hands, don't be afraid of the lack of pills, I practiced five pills in one furnace, ate one, and now there are only four of them, and I will divide half of you."

Seeing his muttering appearance, Gong Ruomei chuckled, her vigilance had already been put down, and the grace of everyone's ladies was revealed in the shallow smile.

"Chief, since that's the case, let's make a deal. How to take this elixir? ”

The little Taoist priest and her information are not martial arts, she and Zhang Ziyu martial arts are to repay their kindness, and they have never valued this transaction.

Even if Zhang Ziyu doesn't give it, these sixty-four hands will stay here.

This is her Gong Ruomei's arrogance, and it is also her persistence.

"The pill can temper the body, and taking it will cause the cold to break out, if it is in winter, it is good, and then because of personal refining reasons, cough cough..... It tasted a little bad. ”

"It's okay, I also studied medicine, and I naturally know the truth of good medicine and bitterness."

Gong Ruomei doesn't care about the taste, women practice martial arts, and they suffer several times more than men.

For so many years, the pain of broken bones is not limited to once.

It's bearable, but it tastes pretty good.

"That's fine."