A total of twenty people came to Baihu Village this time, and when those twenty people stood in front of Yang Ming, Yang Ming realized how ridiculous the so-called 'bandits' in Heifeng Village were before.

The twenty people who appeared in front of Yang Ming, most of them were in their forties, and there were only three young people, but they were all dressed in battle armor, holding Changge war swords, carrying hard bows, carrying quivers, and looking armed to the teeth.

If these people were allowed to form a formation to defend themselves, with Yang Ming had not comprehended the power of the Wind God Leg before, it would be almost impossible to defeat the other party, this was definitely an elite, even if it was placed in the regular Qin army or the Zhao army, it was also the most elite existence.

Under Bai Po's introduction, Yang Ming soon had a group of uncles and brothers, and the purple girl at this time also forgot the identity of her boss very interestingly, but became a responsible little woman, preparing a banquet for everyone in Baihu Village as the hostess.

Between the staggered discussions, the people who met for the first time quickly became acquainted, and in the midst of the words, the purple girl also understood what the origin of Bai Po said.

"So, Yang Ming is still behind the Qin General?" In front of the huge long table in the center of the lobby, the purple girl held the wine bowl and took a sip gently.

"After the door, then you look down on me." Yang Ming, who was sitting side by side with the purple girl, shook his head and said.

"How can it be high-minded, your Yang family served in the army in the Qin era, although there have never been any famous generals, but there have been five doctor-level titles in all dynasties, I heard that Yang Duan and that kid have developed in recent years, and the new king is trustworthy, if your father didn't encounter the changes of the year, he would never be worse than Yang Duan and that kid." Bai Po said on the side.

How could Bai Po, who was extremely satisfied with the person and ability of the Purple Girl, make Yang Ming lose his confidence in front of the Purple Girl, so when Yang Ming denied it, Bai Po did not hesitate to praise the Yang family of the Qin State.

"Yang Duanhe?" Yang Ming was surprised, this is also a familiar name, and it has left a mark on the history books.

"Looks like your father didn't tell you anything." Wang He saw Yang Ming's surprised expression, thinking that Yang Ming had heard this name for the first time, and couldn't help but say on the side: "Your father is good at everything, martial arts and resourcefulness are outstanding among our people, but there is only one thing that people don't like very much, that is, the mind is too heavy." ”

"Wang He, don't talk nonsense, Yang Xi is quick-witted, and naturally thinks more, didn't Wu Anjun also appreciate Yang Xi's astuteness back then? Do you think they are all heartless and reckless like you? Bai Po saw that Wang Heyue was going too far, and he scolded him.

Saying that the father is not in front of the son is not what an elder should do.

"Well, I'm not saying bad things about him, I just feel that he is too tired to live like that." Wang He muttered.

"Purple girl, don't you look at us now that we are falling into the grass and we can't look at us, we people want to be people with great status in the Qin State back then, not to mention anything else, Wang He, this old boy was born in the Jiangmen Wang family, I heard that his cousin Wang Jian has been mixing very well in the past few years, the old man and I were also born in the Bai family of Yixian County, and Yang Ming is also a person from the Yang family of Huayin, a proper son of everyone." White Break.

"There is also Li Gonggao, a person from the Li clan in Longxi." Bai Po pointed to a middle-aged man beside him who was knee-length but was sweeping the food on the plate in the distance with his long arm.

"I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed, I'm a small family, it's not as good as the Bai family and the Wang family." Li Gonggao, who was immersed in cooking, heard Bai Po talk about himself, so he could only put down his chopsticks and said with a look of shame.

The purple girl looked at the group of older people around the long table who were eating Haisai, her delicate and charming face could not hide her surprise, she had long known that Bai Po had an extraordinary background, but she never thought that Bai Po and these people would have such a big background.

Bai's, Wang's, Yang's, Li's, and several famous generals in the Qin State are almost all here, if there is another Montessori, then almost all the famous generals in the Qin State are here.

"The White Tiger Village is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, if you add a Montessori, it will almost wipe out the Qin State." The purple girl, who is good at communication, covered her small mouth and said with a look of shock to me.

"Then, Meng, Meng's family." Wang He pointed to a middle-aged man with sideburns near the end of the long table.

"The far branch, the far branch, and the current head of the family are almost out of the fifth suit, and they don't have much light." Meng Yi, who has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and extra vigorous sideburn hair, explained.

"Meng Yi is indeed a distant branch, and the relationship with the old guy of Meng Yu is far away, when Yang Ming is a genuine Huayin Yang family's lineage, if it weren't for the things of the past, there would be no shortage of five masters now." Bai Po bragged hard about Yang Ming's family background.

Looking at the scene in front of her, how could the purple girl, who is also a human spirit, not be able to see the other party's thoughts, it's just that I am a few years older than Yang Ming, the little guy. The purple girl couldn't laugh or cry in her heart.

Just, the question of age? Actually, it's not much older. When the purple girl's gaze inadvertently turned to Yang Ming's side face, she subconsciously thought.

"Looks like I've really picked up a treasure this time." The purple girl said with a smile, as for what the purple girl meant in her words, everyone may have their own understanding.

"That's nature." Bai Po saw that his words had finally taken effect, and he couldn't help but feel relieved.

"Brother Yang, the eldest uncle said that your White Tiger Seven Killing Style has been cultivated to the realm of not weaker than him, I am a few years older than you, your qualifications are dull, and you are barely able to practice, I want to ask you for advice here, Brother Yang." Wang Heng, a young man who was in one of the last three positions, stood up and said to Yang Ming.

"Uncle is just a false praise, and I was only able to get started with the White Tiger Seven Killing Style cultivation not long ago." Yang Ming said.

Yang Ming's eyes converged on Yang Ming's body as he spoke, although the relationship between Yang Ming and them allowed them to sit here at this time and drink the same jar of wine, but the habits they had developed in the army in the early years still made them prefer another way of communication.

"However, since Brother Wang wants to learn, I have no reason to refuse, please go outside the house." Yang Ming had already stood up as he spoke, and walked towards the outside of the lobby.

In a moment, the open space outside the lobby was already full of people, looking at Yang Ming and Wang Heng in the field with burning eyes, fighting, in the world of bandits, it is one of the few entertainment activities.

"Please." As soon as Wang Heng's words fell, his waist arched, and he almost rushed towards Yang Ming in a catapult manner.

Although the White Tiger Seven Kills Style is just a set of martial arts, different people will practice different fighting methods, and Wang Heng's fighting style is obviously based on speed.

In everyone's sight, Wang Heng's attack was almost an afterimage, rushing towards Yang Ming at a speed that was difficult for ordinary people to react to, but since Yang Ming unlocked the Wind God Leg, in terms of speed, who could call a fast word in front of him.

Wang Heng's speed is fast, but Yang Ming's speed is even faster, when he tried to make a move with Bai Po before, Yang Ming fought against each other with strength, and now against Wang Heng, a person who is good at speed, Yang Ming is fast and fast.

Allowing Wang Heng to attack with his fists and feet, Yang Ming could intercept it between the square inches of his palm.

Gradually, Wang Heng's speed became slower and slower, as the so-called one blow, then decline, three and exhaustion, Wang Heng's high-intensity attack, obviously did not even have a chance to exhaust three and exhaustion, at the moment when his attack speed declined, Yang Ming had already swung a punch, and the huge force cut off the opponent's offensive, and hit the opponent's arms that could only barely staggered in front of him, so that he couldn't help but practice and retreat.

It wasn't until Yang Ming, who was the last to come, grabbed his forearm that he avoided the embarrassing situation of falling to the ground.

"It's me who lost, you have to be better than me." Wang Heng rubbed his swollen arm and inhaled the cold air.

"You're not weak either." Yang Ming said.

"Okay, okay, after finishing work, continue to eat, the banquet is not finished yet." In a pair of bolted solemn eyes, the purple girl shouted on the side.

The muscles have been shown, and the next step is naturally to play emotional tricks.