Shi Feilong laughed and said, "Master He is so polite! In this case, simply wash them together, and everyone will be honest with each other, just so that Gu Hong can tell you another thing. ”

He Mosheng frowned, and was about to refuse, but saw his wife glaring at him fiercely.

The two of them have been married for many years, and they have a good idea, and they immediately knew what Fan Shuyun meant, which was to beware of the other party's "dark lights".

I had to laugh dryly: "It's wonderful, it's a good friend to be honest with each other." ”

After a while, the hot water boiled, Shi Feilong Ye Guhong grinned, couldn't help but say, pulled He Mosheng to the bathhouse, everyone took off a red strip in front of them, Shi Feilong deliberately said: "These clothes are pickled and can't be worn, so I threw them away for us." ”

He also said: "I still have to work to get two sets of clean clothes, that Donghuazi is fat and fat, just give me one of his clothes, it's best to ask a clever female disciple to sew a few patches, otherwise you will lose the dignity of the beggars." ”

He Mosheng made a look, and the two male disciples held their breath, holding a bunch of dirty clothes and smelly shoes, and went to check them without mentioning it.

Shi Feilong cheered, pulled He Mosheng into the stone-built soup pool, and shouted loudly: "The King Kong faction of the dog day, but you will enjoy it, everyone practices martial arts every day, soak in the hot soup, how happy?" He squeaked and rubbed the old mud on his body.

He has not taken a bath for more than half a month since he climbed ashore in the water.

Before entering the water, I don't know how long I haven't washed it.

Now the weather in July, even Kunlun can hardly escape the heat, not to mention that he sleeps in a cave every day, and has to be buried in the soil to practice, and the dirt on his body can be imagined.

Seeing the place where the dragon's palm fell, the black mud was like noodles, and one race was like a thick length.

Ye Guhong was shocked when he saw this, thinking about this situation, only attack is the best defense, and he hurriedly rubbed it wildly, and the two brothers surrounded He Mosheng left and right, and in a moment a black thing floated on the water.

He Mosheng is nicknamed "Mr. Qin Jian", the qin is still in front of the sword, and the vassal elegance can be imagined.

He was pampered in the Sansheng Valley, practiced the sword in the morning and evening, bathed in fragrant soup, and the young and beautiful little ladies massaged their muscles and bones, and then changed into wide and neat clothes, watched the flowers and played the piano, drank wine and admired the moon, and lived like a fairy.

Now that the gods have descended to earth, soaking in this black mud soup, Lao He only feels that his throat is about to move, and his whole body seems to be crawling with thousands of insects.

After soaking for a while, he couldn't bear it anymore, and said with a smile: "He has already washed it, Shi Gang Master and Ye Xian's nephew, please take care of yourself." ”

Shi Feilong raised his big feet, rubbed the old skin on his feet, and said lightly: "Mr. He, just go, how the Qinghai Sword Sect was wiped out, we will talk about it slowly in a few years." ”

He Mosheng felt a pang in his heart, Kunlun and the Qinghai Sword Sect had fought for several years, and they were evenly matched with each other, but the Qinghai Sword Sect had broken Jiang Lao Dao this time, and its strength would inevitably be greatly reduced, but even so, it would be a great threat to his Kunlun Sect to be able to completely destroy the power of the Qinghai Sword Sect.

His eyes rolled, and he didn't dare to slack off after all, so he sat back in the water and said with a crying smile: "Gang Master Shi, let's talk about it now?" ”

Shi Feilong focused on rubbing his feet, and Ye Guhong used his internal force to swing the dirty water layer by layer and not allowed to get close, and said casually: "The junior and my eldest brother were washed up on the north bank by the water a few days ago, and they were going to come to see Master He immediately, but they saw a person from a distance and went to the Kunlun Mountains. ”

When He Mosheng heard this, his expression immediately changed, and he shouted: "It's him!" ”

Xiao Feiyang has been away from the top of the light and has lived in the forgotten peak for a long time, but it is not far from the Kunlun faction, and soon after he moved here, He Mosheng and Ban Shuxian's master Bailu Zhenren were killed in the mountains for no reason.

Although everyone in the Kunlun faction has no evidence, they all believe that Xiao Feiyang is the real murderer, and they hate and fear him.

Ye Guhong said: "Half a year ago, I and the two senior brothers of Wudang Pai Yin and Mo fought with this Xiao Feiyang, fell in his face, and formed a deep hatred for each other, and now that I see him, I naturally want to follow him and see what he wants to do......"

Let's change the angle and say what I saw before that I followed Xiao Feiyang and discovered: "In short, now that Mingjiao has a new leader, the situation of fragmentation is no more, Zhuwu Villa and the rest of the Qinghai faction have also surrendered to Mingjiao, according to Gui Yifei's plan, Mingjiao will be reunified, and it will be possible to make a few earth-shattering things to regain its strength, and the first of them is to destroy your Kunlun!" ”

He Mosheng was obviously soaked in hot water, but his face turned white in an instant, and he said in a gaffe: "Extinguish, destroy my Kunlun?" ”

Shi Feilong sneered: "The one surnamed Xiao said, what is lying on the couch, what is not for you to sleep or something." ”

"How can you allow others to sleep soundly by the couch?" He Mosheng said immediately.

"Yes, yes, that's it, worthy of Mr. Qin Jian, Duan's erudition!"

Shi Feilong's face was full of approval and he kept clapping his hands.

He Mosheng was confused for a while, and suddenly got up and said, "The two of you will rest for a while, I will go and discuss with the senior brothers." ”

Ye Guhongye took the opportunity to get up and jumped out of the pool: "Master He, the Ming Sect is menacing, and it is not the enemy of the Ling faction. In the opinion of the younger generation, while Jinghua is outside, you might as well avoid the edge for the time being, go to my Emei as a guest, everyone communicates with each other, waits for the Mingjiao to kill, and then works together to destroy it, and then return to Kunlun, then the vast Western Regions, who can compete with the Kunlun faction? ”

He Mosheng was shocked: "Mingjiao still wants to fight Emei? ”

Ye Guhong said: "Gui Yifei and Xiao Feiyang personally said that they would destroy Kunlun first, then go to Emei, and then attack Wudang, and use the signboards of my three major brands to be the stepping stone for the re-emergence of his Mingjiao." ”

He Mosheng clenched his fists and said fiercely: "Devil! But you made my Kunlun faction mud! "Put on your clothes and fly to find Fan Shuyun.

I don't know how the two of them discussed, anyway, a day later, He Mosheng and Fan Shuyun gathered their brothers and disciples of the same generation, announced that they would send troops to the southeast, and trekked to the Dajinchuan River valley of "Saishang Jiangnan", and then from the Dadu River to Emei.

As for the disciples who stayed in the Three Holy Valleys, they were not the inheritance of Bailu Zhenren, and when the two sides competed for the head of Kunlun, almost all the dog's brains were beaten, so what happened to these people, He Mosheng and Fan Shuyun didn't care about it at all.

The next day, the Kunlun disciples freed the enslaved herdsmen, brought dozens of ponies, and the disciples rode their own and headed south.

After walking like this for seven or eight days, Ye Guhong's leg injury gradually recovered, Shi Feilong put his mind at ease, said to He Mosheng, and left the team to the east, to cross the snowy mountains into Shu, on the one hand, to spread the message to Wudang, and on the other hand, to recruit the right-hand men of the beggar gang.

After the righteous brother left, Ye Guhong wandered alone in the Kunlun faction, and in one day, he and Donghuazi got along as before, and gradually mingled with other disciples.

He Mosheng and Fan Shuyun thought that they would fight a big battle soon, and while they were in a hurry, they couldn't help but step up their efforts to teach all kinds of martial arts to their disciples, sometimes passing them on to the Five Immortal Classics, and specially invited Ye Guhong to listen to them together.

Ye Guhong knew that the other party's move was to express his gratitude, and he didn't know how long he was going to live in Emei on this trip, showing the sincerity of the friendship between the two factions.

Although Ye Guhong does not look down on the Kunlun faction, but he is about to face a strong enemy, and he is also happy to strengthen the other party's strength, after listening to the other party's explanation, and also telling his own understanding one by one, even He Mosheng and a group of senior brothers feel that they have benefited a lot, Donghuazi and other disciples are even more admired, jealous, and their attitude towards Ye Guhong is inevitably more and more respectful.

The group crossed the mountains and rivers for more than a month, and when the golden wind first rose in September, they had entered the sphere of influence of the Emei faction.

(End of chapter)