Hidden in the White Tiger Village among the lofty mountains and mountains, Bai Po, the owner of the village who had made the purple girl return in defeat with harsh conditions not long ago, was leisurely roasting the fire, warming the turbid wine, and listening to the report from the brothers under his command.

"That little fox went in the direction of Daliang Mountain? It seems that my conditions are really too harsh. Bai Po, who knew the purple girl's movements in the report, rubbed his gray beard, and there was a faint glint in his eyes, obviously brewing some conspiracy.

"Big brother, although I don't think it's appropriate to say something, I still want to say that the deal proposed by the purple girl is beneficial to us, why should we refuse her in that way? This is not in the interest of the village. The middle-aged man who spoke said with a tangled face.

"Wang He, starting from pure interests, you are right, but haven't I already told Zi Nu the conditions? As long as she meets my conditions, we will naturally cooperate with her, and now the choice is in her hands. Bai Po said nonchalantly.

"Big brother, why do you care so much about that teenager? I don't think there's anything special about him, and it's worth gambling with you with such a big deal. Bai Po's reason obviously did not convince Wang He.

"Don't you see that? That boy was the same person as we were. Bai Po's cloudy eyes shone brightly as he spoke, shining in the reflection of the firelight.

"Are you the same person as us? Impossible, that young man has Zhao Di's accent, and he is only fifteen or sixteen years old, how can he be the same as us. Wang He was shocked.

"He practiced the White Tiger Seven Kills Style, and that body that can only be practiced by the White Tiger Seven Kills Style can't hide from me, what the White Tiger Seven Kills Style means to us, you should know very well." Bai Po suppressed the excitement in his heart.

"White Tiger Seven Kills? Could it be that he is ······, impossible, his age is not right, his Zhao people. Wang He questioned.

"After Wu Anjun was unjustly killed, some of us were scattered and organized into different teams, and the other part of us fled to Taishang Mountain, and finally settled in this Heng Mountain, and now almost 20 years have passed." White Break.

In Wang He's incomprehensible gaze, Bai Po said slowly with a drink: "One of our brothers was incorporated into Zheng Anping's bastard back then, and was pitted by Zheng Anping and became a prisoner of war in Zhao State, so he had no choice but to settle down in Zhao State, marry a wife and have children. ”

"That young man is Yang Xi's son?" When Bai Po said this, Wang He's mind was already uncontrollably reminded of a former comrade-in-arms.

At that time, they were both the commanders of Wu Anjun Baiqi's personal soldiers, even if they had been separated for nearly twenty years, how could they forget their former feelings.

"It's just that his appearance doesn't look very similar to Yang Xi's guy."

"That young man is much more heroic than Yang Xi, maybe it's his mother, who can say the appearance of this thing, my father was very heroic back then, but I just failed to inherit that good look. That body cultivated the White Tiger Seven Killing Style to the realm of intention and qi, but it couldn't be faked, if it wasn't for Yang Xi's personal transmission, outsiders would definitely not be able to connect to this realm. "White Break.

"When I heard the news of Brother Yang, I wrote him a secret letter that only we can understand, but unfortunately, at that time, he was married and had children, so he could only continue to stay in Zhao State, and now his son appears in Heng Mountain, obviously something happened to him, maybe the person is no longer there."

"That's why you want to make a deal with the Purple Maiden on the condition of our eldest nephew, just to bring him back?" Wang He said solemnly, at this time, he realized that he really misunderstood himself.

"Your head is really hopeless, what are we bringing him back for? Are you like us to be a bandit in this Heng Mountain? Drinking this turbid wine, suffering from this cold wind and snow? Bai Po glared at Wang He angrily, even if he had already stopped expecting the other party's IQ, it was difficult to hold back the desire to complain in his heart at this time.

"Then big brother, why did you put forward such conditions?" Wang He said slightly embarrassed.

"See if the purple girl can be relied on for our eldest nephew, if the purple girl is a person who can betray his friends for profit, then we naturally can't watch the eldest nephew stay with her, the purple girl has nine tricks in her heart, if the character is not good, it is better to stay away, so as not to be sold in the future."

At this time, the hero and heroine in the conversation here in Baihu Village were walking between the rugged mountain roads, and the purple girl who had a gray nose here in Baihu Village could only give up her original plan, retreat to the second, and go directly to visit the Qin army in Daliang Mountain.

"Didn't you say before that there are still some fugitives and fugitives from Zhao State in Heng Mountain?" Yang Ming, who stepped on the rocks, thought about it again and again, but still felt that it was not the best choice to go directly to Daliang Mountain.

"It's Sizhai, what's the matter, aren't you thinking about uniting them?" The purple woman who was hurrying at the door looked back and asked, with a look of surprise in her purple eyes.

"That may not work, although the fugitives from Zhao State occupy the majority of the four villages, but the ones who really hold power are those who are extremely vicious and vicious Zhao fugitives, these people are ruthless and insatiable, but there are no people from the military in Daliangshan and Longshanzhai who talk about the rules." The purple girl shook her head.

It's not that she didn't think about uniting the forces of those fugitives from Zhao State, but the fugitives from Zhao State are too weak, and those fugitives are too vicious, so they are not suitable for cooperation.

"They don't follow the rules, and we can make rules for them." Yang Ming said, his voice was the same as before, but the purple girl heard something else from Yang Ming's voice at this time.

The purple girl looked at Yang Ming in front of her, and he Yang Ming, who was carefully holding the snow girl, looked like a young man from a good family who loved his sister.

His face is very clean, and every morning and evening, no matter how cold the weather is, he will wash his hands and feet and face with cold water or snow, just like the children of a large family.

At the age of fifteen or sixteen, he still looks immature, but his figure is already extremely tall and strong, and there is a heroic spirit in his dark eyes, and sometimes there is a flash of shyness and immaturity, and even a faint melancholy can be seen, which belongs to the sorrow of a teenager.

Along the way, Zi Nu thought that she had a full understanding of Yang Ming, but at this time, Zi Nu found that she might be wrong, Yang Ming's words were still calm, but in that cold voice, Zi Nu heard an aura called domineering.

If that's not teenage delusion, maybe I should really take a fresh look at this 'friend' of mine.

"Rules? Ming, you're not kidding, are you? The fugitives are the most vicious, and they're more brutal than you might think. The purple girl who was in her heart because of Yang Ming's words let herself say calmly.

"Then we will be more fierce than them, more evil than them." Yang Ming grinned, Bai Sensen's teeth glowing with a faint cold glow in the winter sun.

I may have really misread it, but this is definitely not a good boy. The purple girl shouted in her heart.

"Ferocity is not just words, but also stronger strength, not enough power, the so-called ferocity is just the roar of a milk tiger, even the hunting dog can't drink it." The purple girl said in a condensed voice.

"I add your strength to take down the weakest stockade, it should be no problem." As he spoke, Yang Ming had already looked at the purple girl's waist hidden under the wide robe, where a sharp sword like a poisonous snake was hidden.

"Although my martial arts are good, I can't take a stockade, as for you?" The purple girl looked at Yang Ming, she believed that Yang Ming could become the most brave and good fighter in the army, but that was later, and now Yang Ming was still too young.