On the banquet, there were more than a dozen monks and laymen of different ages and appearances sitting in front of a large round table, and a handsome young man in a green shirt and Confucian costume sitting in the center talked eloquently, from time to time turning his hands into swords and blades to explain martial arts, and everyone sitting around stared at him intently, and even the atmosphere did not dare to breathe in mind what he said about martial arts.

Wait until Xian Yutong said for half an hour, felt dry mouth and stopped drinking water, everyone slowly came back to their senses, their hearts were both surprised and happy, surprised that the head of Huashan Xian Yu Tong martial arts, happy that he and others could not hear the martial arts Zhi Xian Yutong did not hesitate, generously said, and he and others got the guidance, the realm of martial arts can be improved, and even some people feel the meridian shock after understanding and trying, there are signs of breakthrough, which makes them very excited and very moved.

Most of the people patted their chests to express their heartfelt and grateful through the wine, and a few young people knelt on the ground and kowtowed, shouting: "Fresh in the glory of the predecessors, I am willing to smear your liver and brain!" and other words.

Xian Yutong is not proud of his achievements, and he has been relieved, and finally even the two monks of Shaolin Yuanyin and the two daughters of Emei faction Jingxu also politely thanked Xian Yutong for his kindness.

Xian Yutong waved his hand again and again: "You are polite, if we want to prosper in the martial arts, uphold the wishes of our predecessors to drive out the Tartars and restore China, we must get rid of the view of the portal, communicate and progress with each other, and the contemptible people are just doing their best, you praise it." ”

After speaking, everyone clapped their hands and applauded: "What the predecessors said is good!"

Jing smiled and said: "A good sentence to expel the Tartars and restore China, Xian Yu is in charge of the family, and it is worthy of being a god!

Xian Yutong smiled and said a few polite words, and then saw that the little girl surnamed Ji sitting next to Jingxu was not very old, but she had beautiful eyebrows and big eyes, a straight nose, snow-white skin, and a tall figure.

At this time, except for the two Shaolin monks and Jingxu and Miss Ji, most of the four were drunk and drunk, and they didn't care that the leader of the righteous path and the moral model were not in charge, staring at the little girl like a hooligan.

The second Shaolin monk didn't pay attention to it originally, and only then did he look up when he heard Xian Yutong talking next to him, but he saw Jingxu's brows furrowed and his eyes wide open, and he was quite dissatisfied, while the little girl Ji who was sitting next to her had red cheeks and lowered her head, quite shy.

Jingxu said coldly: "Isn't the head of Xian Yu drunk? ”

Xian Yu was stunned when he heard this, and secretly said that the current world of men and women is quite guarded, and it is inappropriate to stare at other girls in the public, but the head of Huashan can't bow his head and admit his mistakes, so he laughed and said: "What Master Jingxu said is very true, and the contemptible person has no malicious intentions, but I just see that Miss Ji is quite similar to the old hero of the golden whip Ji of Hanyang Mansion, my old friend, and I remember that he has a daughter named Xiaofu, who has already worshiped under the extermination master, so I asked." ”

Jingxu's face softened a little when she heard this, but Miss Ji couldn't help but get up and salute and said: "Xian Yu is like a torch in the eyes of the seniors, as expected, the juniors are Ji Xiaofu." ”

Xian Yutong nodded and said with a smile: "You're welcome, I had a conversation with Ji Lao Hero in Hanyang five years ago, the old hero is benevolent and heroic, and it is admirable to want to come to Ren, Ji Girl and sit down to eat with peace of mind." ”

Picking up the wine glass, Xian Yutong thought while drinking: Ji Xiaofu is now fourteen or fifteen years old, so when was she raped by Yang Xiao?

Ji Xiaofu's daughter Yang Buregret was about five years younger than Zhang Wuji when she met in Butterfly Valley and Xiao Zhang Wuji, Zhang Wuji returned to Wudang Mountain at the age of ten, and later lived for a few years in order to cure the cold poison, and when she arrived in Butterfly Valley, it is estimated that Xiao Zhang is also twelve or thirteen years old, counting the age of the two children, Ji Xiaofu is afraid that she was already the mother of a two-year-old child on Zhang Sanfeng's 100th birthday, and it is estimated that Yang Xiao raped Ji Xiaofu when Zhang Sanfeng was 96 or 97 years old, but it is impossible to say......

This year is two years after Zhang Zhenren's 90th birthday, that is, there are still more than four years before Ji Xiaofu is about to be changed by Yang Xiaosheng from a righteous heroine and the future heir of the Emei faction to a single mother, and finally Yang Xiao died under the hands of extinction in order to rape herself.

After thinking about it for a long time, Xian Yutong drank the wine and lost its taste, I only felt that Ji Xiaofu was an innocent girl with a good future, but it was a pity to be harmed by a scumbag prodigal.

Yang Xiao is a dashing, a master of youth fame, Ji Xiaofu is just a budding new woman, the two should not have any intersection, but only because of Yang Xiao's selfish desires, the pursuit of Ji Xiaofu can not be used to pollute people's bodies, and later Ji Xiaofu waited for the opportunity to escape only to find out that she was pregnant, and after giving birth to a child, she did not regret her name, so it seems that she must be in love with Yang Xiao, but does Yang Xiao love Ji Xiaofu? Not necessarily, is Ji Xiaofu's love for Yang Xiao real?

If Yang Xiao really loved Ji Xiaofu, how could he ignore it after Ji Xiaofu left, until more than ten years later, Zhang Wuji took Yang Buregret to the door, and was shocked, squeezed out a few tears, remembered the "deceased wife", recognized his daughter, and acted as the leader of the sect as his Ming Sect Bright Left Envoy, if he wanted to inquire about Ji Xiaofu's affairs, it should be easy, which shows that in his heart, Ji Xiaofu is not a lot of weight.

As for Ji Xiaofu's love for Yang Xiao, Xian Yutong feels that it is not Ji Xiaofu's fault, Yang Xiao is romantic by nature, and he is both civil and military, it is easy to flirt with a fledgling Ji Xiaofu, even if Ji Xiaofu does not make Yang Xiao lustful for her fiancé Yin Liting, but after Yang Xiao raped Ji Xiaofu, Ji Xiaofu, who didn't hate Yang Xiao, also had a feeling for the person who occupied her body, and there was no turning back after she became pregnant and gave birth to a daughter, so she could only deceive herself and strengthen Yang Xiao's impression in her heart, and finally became the so-called "love"!

In fact, Xian Yutong still has a conjecture, he thinks that Ji Xiaofu may also be young at the time, not psychologically strong enough to become a patient of Stockholm syndrome, and has a pathological feeling of dependence and worship on Yang Xiao, the sinner who mutilated himself and raped him, but Xian Yutong looked at Ji Xiaofu's cute appearance and couldn't bear to think about it, but he just planned to find a way to change this tragedy.

Before dawn the next day, everyone got up and gathered in the courtyard, Ke Chen said: "Everyone, Yin Ye Wang and Bai Guishou of the Heavenly Eagle Sect went south along the Bianhe River, and there were brothers from the Giant Whale Gang and the Haisha Gang to intercept them, and the ships were trapped in Kaifeng yesterday afternoon, we gathered all the masters from all sides today, and Huashan Xian was in charge of the middle command, we will definitely be able to take them." ”

When Ke Chen did a good job of pre-war mobilization, Xian Yutong ordered everyone to rush to the south bank of the Bianhe River in the eastern suburbs of Kaifeng, and the ships of the Heavenly Eagle Sect were moored on the south bank and waited for the follow-up ships to arrive.

Meng Fanjing, the deputy master of the Five Phoenix Sword, took two steps forward and said luckily: "The thieves of the Heavenly Eagle Sect!

Meng Fanjing is a man in his fifties, holding a snow-bright steel knife in his hand, he doesn't speak loudly, and it is clear in everyone's ears, it can be seen that his skills are really good, he is the personal brother of the master of the door Wu Jiugong, although his martial arts are worse than his senior brother, but Wu Jiugong is already in his sixties this year, and many things in the door are handed over to Meng Fanjing for disposal, so he will come out this time.

Meng Fanjing shouted for a long time and saw that there was no movement in the boat, and was about to say it again, when he heard a long howl.

"Ridiculous! When did you dare to provoke my Heavenly Eagle Sect with the Five Phoenix Sword? Damn!"

After a long roar, a flagpole with the pattern of the Heavenly Eagle Sect flew out of the ship, shooting straight at Meng Fanjing like a crossbow arrow.

The flagpole weighs forty or fifty pounds, and the distance between the ship and the shore is more than ten meters, but the flagpole flies at the slightest speed, but the closer it gets, the greater the momentum, Meng Fanjing's heart is frightened for a while, although his martial arts are good, but he is not good at strength, so it is difficult to resist with a thousand pounds, and he has the heart to avoid and is afraid of losing the face of the five phoenix swords in front of the heroes, so he gritted his teeth and raised his knife to resist.

The group only heard a "click", and after the flagpole smashed Meng Fanjing's steel knife, they turned around and found it on the ground, and then the cool breeze on the river surface blew the Sky Eagle Flag to shake and crackle in the wind.

Meng Fanjing's hard connection to the flagpole not only shattered the steel knife, but even his arms were broken, and his face was like gold paper in an instant, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled to the ground.