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"Yes! Jing'er, this stupid boy, will suffer in the future. Hong Qigong also sighed. But having said that, he was quite complacent in his expression, obviously extremely satisfied with Guo Jing, a disciple.

Fang Zhixing said: "Is Qigong going to Xiangyang? Junbao and I are also going, why don't we go together? I still have one more thing to ask Qigong!"

Hong Qigong said curiously: "What else is going on? Is it related to Xiangyang?"

Fang Zhixing smiled: "It's a little related, but it's not big." My apprentice Yang Guo is about to marry Guo Daxia's daughter, but his stepfather Ouyang senior did not come, so I want to ask Qigong to support the scene, and it will be more glorious. ”

Hong Qigong nodded, but said suspiciously: "Guo'er is your disciple, isn't it okay to have you as an elder? Let the old man go to join in the fun? Just invite, but also invite Qiu to deal with the machine, right?" Although he is Mu Nianci's master, he only pointed out the other party's work for a few days, and when it comes to being close to Yang Guo, he is far inferior to Yang Kang's mentor Qiu Chuji, so he is naturally puzzled about this.

Fang Zhixing smiled slightly and did not answer. Hong Qigong turned his mind around, and immediately understood, and said with a smile: "Good boy, do you want to let Lao Zhaohua go and provoke Ouyang Feng to come out? However, if Hong Qigong goes, according to Ouyang Feng's temper, it is very likely that he will appear. Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng have been fighting for many years, and they immediately understood Fang Zhixing's plan. However, for him, he would definitely see Ouyang Feng when Huashan discussed the sword in a few months, so he naturally didn't care about this time.

After Fang Zhixing saw Hong Qigong, he had this idea in his heart, as a master. He naturally wanted to make Yang Guo's marriage perfect, and was about to persuade him again, but he saw Hong Qigong suddenly get up and say: "Your kid's stomach is twisted and twisted too much, and it is difficult to speak, so he always tells himself to go!" One has disappeared into the dense forest.

"Qigong, the date is on August 16, don't forget!" Fang Zhixing saw this, and hurriedly shouted behind.

Zhang Junbao next to him heard this and asked him, "Master." Aren't we going to catch up?" He had seen Fang Zhi Xingyun make light work, although he saw that Hong Qigong was very fast, but he also felt that the master could catch up with the other party, so wouldn't it be more persuading.

Fang Zhixing shook his head and said, "If the Seventh Duke wants to go." If we don't want to go, it's useless for us to catch up. Let's go, let's go to Xiangyang first. Although he thought that he was better than Hong Qigong, it was not so easy to catch up with the other party. Huang Yaoshi's light skills can be said to be the best of the five, but he competed with Zhou Botong and Ouyang Feng, but no one could win. Hong Qigong took the first step, and Fang Zhixing wanted to catch up with him. At least it takes half a day to do it, and it may be regarded as a provocation by the other party, which is really worth the loss.

Zhang Junbao seems to understand. Seeing that the master had already left, he also took a step forward and walked with him. He has followed Fang Zhixing these days and has begun to practice the mixed yuan pile, especially the galloping horse style in it. This style is a pile, Zhang Junbao has been running around these days. Considerable progress has been made, and now we are on the way. Not inferior to the average adult. The master and apprentice, one high and one low, went to Xiangyang.

A certain competition in Xiangyang City. The voices were boiling, but a group of people in the martial arts gathered together, which was quite lively. When a young knight with two swords saw it, he stopped a tall man and asked, "This brother is invited, I don't know what happened here, why is it so lively?"

The man was about to squeeze to the front, and he was stopped for no reason, and he was not annoyed. Seeing that the other party was young, he was even more enthusiastic, and said loudly in a thick voice: "You are new here, this is the selection meeting of Junshan Huiwu, and it is now the third day." Today, the last ten people in the ring will be decided, representing the Xiangyang martial arts people to participate in the Junshan competition for the opportunity to participate in the Huashan sword debate. You kid is here today, just in time to see it!" He patted the young man on the shoulder with a look of approval on his face. People in the martial arts of Xiangyang City come and go frequently, and it is not like ordinary places that seem xenophobic. And when this young man comes to Xiangyang, maybe he will stay and fight the enemy together, and this strong man is also quite kind to him.

The young man was unprepared, and was slapped on the shoulder by the man, and he couldn't help frowning slightly. He knew that the other party had no malicious intentions, and he didn't want to care, so when he saw that he asked about the situation, he turned sideways and was about to leave.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd, and some people shouted "Coming! Coming!", "Zhu Daxia has brought people to the stage!", and swarmed forward.

"Boy, come with me!" the young man saw several figures in the ring, and stopped to take a closer look, when he heard the man say loudly. Immediately after that, he was pulled by the other party and squeezed towards the ring. The man was tall and fat, with a full three hundred pounds, and with a split of his hands, he made way in the crowd and could accommodate one person. The person who was separated in front of him was furious, turned his head to see it, and scolded: "Tong Dahai, don't use your strength to make a big mess, I'll ask you for advice another day!"

Tong Dahai grinned, and slapped his big fan-like hand, and the man suddenly trembled, almost planted on the ground, and looked at each other angrily at the moment. Tong Dahai laughed a few times, and was about to say a few words, but when he saw that the crowd was about to stand still, and the young man was still behind, he couldn't help shouting: "Hurry up and follow, don't pay attention to this handful of birds!" With the young man, he squeezed forward.

Although the young man was not very accustomed to Tong Dahai's enthusiasm, he saw the crowd behind him and hugged him, so he had to follow the gap squeezed out by Tong Dahai and walked forward.

Not far away, a Taoist priest with a child couldn't help but smile slightly, picked up the child and walked forward. Everywhere, the crowd unconsciously got out of the way, allowing him to walk smoothly to the front of the stage. When the person behind him saw it, he felt strange, knowing that his methods were extraordinary, and he must not be an ordinary person.

In the center of the field, there was a high platform set up, and at this time, there were already more than ten people standing on it, and an old man dressed as a Confucian saw the crowd standing still, and said loudly: "Heroes, please, ten heroes were decided in the martial arts competition yesterday and the day before yesterday, and they will represent Xiangyang to participate in the Junshan Martial Arts." If you win, you can go to Junshan on behalf of Xiangyang to participate in the martial arts, and if you lose, you can also go by yourself. It's just that before leaving, I hope that all the heroes will report it, so as not to have problems with the defense of Xiangyang, and I hope everyone will understand!" After speaking, he arched his hands and waved around. (To be continued)

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