Qu Zutian thought that Shen Yong and the others were also disciples of the Five Lakes Gang, and immediately ordered them to be arrested.

Zhou Ziheng and Shen Yong protected Xue Qi, and the three of them retreated to the side of the boat, and looked around, the dragon boat had been surrounded by dozens of small boats, but when they saw the fire flashing on the bow of the boat, a gray-clothed thin man swept up in front of them, his eyes were red, and his face was blue and red, which was extremely ugly. The gray-clothed thin man laughed loudly, walked towards the three of them in a big way, and shouted as he walked: "This little girl looks good, go, go home with Master Ba!" As he spoke, he grabbed Xue Qi, Shen Yong protected Xue Qi behind him, pinched the thin man's wrist, and shouted, "What are you going to do!" The thin man in Tsing Yi said: "Your grandfather Ba wants to marry a daughter-in-law, can you manage it!" After speaking, I saw him turn his wrist, take advantage of the momentum to wave a palm, and hit Shen Yong's chest. Shen Yong saw that although his body was thin and weak, but his palm was strong, obviously his martial arts were not weak, and he didn't dare to take this palm hard, so he sold a flaw to him on the side of his upper body, and the thin man in gray saw Shen Yong's upper plate exposed, and his heart was overjoyed, seeing that this palm was about to hit Shen Yong's shoulder, he suddenly saw Shen Yong's body suddenly deviate, slid away two inches, and slapped his left palm obliquely, slamming it, right on the man's chest. The thin man couldn't hold himself anymore and fell backwards. After a while, he got up in shame and stared at Shen Yong.

Suddenly, I heard a person laughing and saying in a small boat in the east: "Bashan, you stupid, you can't even clean up a scholar, look at how you go back and explain to the boss." Shen Yong followed the sound and saw a bald-headed monk coming in the direction of the dragon boat. As soon as he settled, the monk arched his hand and said: "Sprinkle the family law number Seven Seas, I have seen a few." Zhou Ziheng was stunned for a moment, and read: "Isn't the monk of the Seven Seas a subordinate of the boss of Baili Taohuawusha, is it difficult for Qu Zu to be naïve and colluded with Taohuawu?" and said to Shen Yong in a low voice: "Brother Shen, this monk of the Seven Seas is quite powerful, you are not his opponent if you have not recovered from your internal injuries, you and Miss Xue stay here for a long time, find a chance to escape." The word "go", the sound has not yet dispersed, and Zhou Ziheng shouted a punch. Shen Yong didn't want Zhou Ziheng to sacrifice his life to save him like this, his nose was sore, but he didn't know what to do.

Xue Qi saw Shen Yong stunned in place, knowing that he was worried about Zhou Ziheng in his heart, so he comforted: "Brother Shen, you don't have to worry about me, go and help Brother Zhou." Shen Yong's face froze, and he said, "But you..." Xue Qi shook his head: "I'm fine, you can go quickly." As he spoke, Xue Qi actually smiled. But the more she laughed, the more determined Shen Yong was that he couldn't leave, because he knew that Xue Qi's smile was pretended. He grabbed Xue Qi by his side and protected him to death.

On the deck on one side, Zhou Ziheng and the Seven Seas Monk fought well, only to see that the Seven Seas Monk was high and low, agile, and the Arhat fist in his hand was also powerful, and Zhou Ziheng's seventy-two way immortal snatchers were not far behind. When the two of them fought to the point that it was difficult to solve, they saw the monk of the seven seas leaning forward and swinging three punches at Zhou Ziheng, Zhou Ziheng lowered his hand against each other, but the monk's left palm suddenly rose upward, and a palm was split in the air, and the palm was strong and powerful, forcing Zhou Ziheng to defend, but Zhou Zihengfu raised his hand, and the monk of the seven seas gave birth to a move under his feet to "lift the ground and the sky", and kicked Zhou Ziheng to the ground. Shen Yong was startled, and was about to go to the rescue, but remembered that Xue Qi was still by his side, and when he hesitated, he suddenly heard Zhou Ziheng shouting: "Brother Shen Yong, go quickly..."

Seeing that the Seven Seas Monk did not kill Zhou Ziheng, Bashan shouted loudly: "Dead bald, do you dare to let go of your mouth?" The Seven Seas Monk said: "You know a fart, he is the commander of Li Sheng's Yulin Army, and the boss is trying to sell him a face in the Tang Kingdom." As he spoke, he bowed his mouth towards Shen Yong, and then said: "I solved one, and this one will be left to you, and you want to say that I will ask for credit in front of the boss." Bashan laughed loudly: "It's still thoughtful, I underestimated the enemy just now, and I won't spare him this time!" Shen Yong knew that he had made a strong move with this palm, and he didn't dare to slack off, his body twisted, and his right palm pierced outward, but it was only caused by his internal injury, and the internal force mixed with this palm was actually less than thirty percent. Bashan had long been wary of Shen Yong's diagonal fist, and immediately closed his left shoulder, and pushed out his right palm horizontally, just touching Shen Yong's right palm, only to hear a muffled sound, Shen Yong couldn't stand still, and fell heavily to the ground. Xue Qi was in a hurry, and hurriedly helped Shen Yong up. Bashan smiled, grabbed Xue Qi's arm, dragged it hard, pulled Xue Qi in front of him, hugged his waist, stretched out his head to Xue Qi's face, and said with a smile: "The little beauty is so fragrant!" Shen Yong was anxious and angry, pushed Bashan away, and said angrily: "If you move Miss Xue again, I won't be done with you today." Bashan laughed and said, "I'm making love with my little lady, what's the matter with you!" Shen Yong was furious when he heard this, grabbed it and slapped it three times in a row, and hit Bashan fiercely.

When people are angry, they will inevitably be irritable, and when they are irritable, there will be flaws leaking out, Bashan is always walking in the rivers and lakes, how can he not see that Shen Yong is already out of strength at this time. Although Shen Yong's three palms were exquisite, they were not strong in the end, and they were gently separated by Bashan. Xue Qi watched from the sidelines, very anxious, afraid of what Shen Yong would do if there was a good one, she stomped her feet there in a hesitation, and when she looked around, they were surrounded by dozens of big men.

Ba Shan deliberately played tricks in front of everyone, but I saw that he put away his previous fierce moves, turned his body and moved smartly, Shen Yong did not expect him to change his moves suddenly, his hands were confused for a while, and his left shoulder was slapped by Ba Shan. Shen Yong was defeated and retreated, and in a hurry, he disregarded the power of the counterattack, and wanted to use the Xuan Gong to resist the enemy, but he didn't know that under the luck, the true qi could not be gathered. He was shocked in his heart, and tried again, but the true qi was still loose and soft, and it was difficult to gather. Ba Shan sneered, suddenly changed his move, his right hand was as fast as lightning towards Shen Yong, in a hurry, Shen Yong pushed with both hands, forcibly separated Ba Shan's palm force, and then took advantage of the momentum to roll backwards, picked up a paddle placed on the ground on the side of the boat, and held it in front of him. Shen Yong made Yu Haoran create a set of martial arts, that Yu Haoran was adrift on the river alone when he was young, so he used the oars in his hand to play a set of oars that looked like sticks and non-sticks, like sticks and non-sticks, and the moves were like the water of the rivers, surging endlessly, but after many years, Shen Yong had forgotten most of them, but he didn't know the mystery of this skill and had to defend for the time being.

The monk of the seven seas saw that Bashan could not attack for a long time, and his heart inevitably changed after a long time, and one turned over and fell into the field, and the person came out of his palm, and his left Arhat palm had hit Shen Yong. Shen Yong hurriedly blocked with the oars, and under the blow, he suddenly felt a pain in the tiger's mouth, and the oars in his hand had flown out. Shen Yong was taken aback, and saw that the second move of the monk of the Seven Seas was coming, the wind was sassy, and he had arrived at the front door, Shen Yong had no way to retreat, and his chest suddenly felt a churn, and he slapped him. Monk Qihai smiled at Bashan and said, "Look how I have taken care of this scholar!"

Xue Qi was horrified and shouted: "Don't!" She knew that Shen Yong would be unlucky if the monk of the seven seas palmed down, but even if she wanted to grab the block, how fast the palm power of the monk of the seven seas was, seeing that Shen Yong was about to die in Dongting Lake, a person flew out of the small boat in the west between the lightning and flint, and shouted: "Master, slow!" A white-clothed figure floated in, only to hear a rattle, the man had thrown out the scabbard, just between the monk of the seven seas and Shen Yong, the monk of the seven seas of the killer palm just hit the scabbard, and heard a loud sound, the scabbard trembled three times in the air, and actually shook the monk of the seven seas. The great monk was angry, his eyes were round, and he said angrily: "Yang Yuming, what are you doing!" I saw that the man broke through the air, paused in the air, and withdrew the scabbard before it slowly fell. Shen Yong saw that he was dressed in white with clogs and a belt around his waist, and he was dressed as an Oriental samurai, but just now he clearly heard the monk of the Seven Seas call him Yang Yuming, an Oriental with a Han name is really strange.

Yang Yuming saw that the monk of the Seven Seas had been staring at him, and immediately smiled: "Master, you listen to me. "The monk of the seven seas knew that he could speak well, but he saved the enemy, and now it depends on how he quibbles, so he snorted heavily at the moment and did not speak. Yang Yuming said: "This brother is the son of the Shen family of Bashu?" Shen Yong listened to this Oriental warrior interrogating his origin, and suddenly felt a trace of vigilance in his heart, but he didn't know how to refute him, so he had to keep silent. Yang Yuming was stunned, he didn't want Shen Yong to be silent, so he smiled and said, "Brother is not surnamed Shen?" Shen Yong saw him asking one after another, he must have known his details, and silence was not a solution, so he had to say: "I am surnamed Shen, but I am not a Bashu clan." The corners of Yang Yuming's mouth raised: "Where is the brother's ancestral hometown?" Shen Yong said: "I am from Shandong." Na Bashan suddenly interjected and shouted: "Let your mother's dog stinky fart, you kid has a Sichuan accent, and you actually say that you are a Shandong person, and you are a child when I am my master?" Yang Yuming laughed: "Look, Ba Ye has heard it, why should you be like this, why should you admit that you are Shen Baoshan's son." ”

Shen Yong heard him talk about his father, and saw that his lies had been revealed, and there was no need to pretend, so he said: "Dare to ask this eldest brother, but do you know your father?" Hearing Shen Yong's self-confession, Yang Yuming frowned, and said coldly: "You are really the son of the dog thief Shen Baoshan! I just heard Zhou Ziheng call you Shen Yong, and I heard you have a Sichuan tune in your voice, guessing your origin, and sure enough, I guessed it!" The more he spoke, the more angry he became, and in the end, he wanted to kill Shen Yong immediately.

But Shen Yong didn't know this person, and he heard him insult his father, and shouted: "Who are you? dare to insult my father!" Yang Yuming sneered and shouted: "Insult him! I can't wait to cut Shen Lao Thief with a thousand knives, but I can't relieve my anger!"

Shen Yong listened to his tone, and said in his heart: "What grievances does this person have with his father, why have I never heard my family talk about him?" said awe-inspiringly: "I don't know what past you have with your father, if you do have a holiday, you should be cut off face to face, is it a man's behavior for you to hide behind your back and scold?" Yang Yuming's face changed when he heard this, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he shouted angrily: "The old thief Shen is hiding in his Chengdu home all day long, your Shen family has a strict guard, and there is that stinky fortune teller to protect him, I..." In the end, there was a whimper, as if he had been greatly wronged. Shen Yongxin said: "Is it difficult that he is afraid of Uncle Tao and them?" Yang Yuming eased his nerves, and said: "Don't think that I am afraid of your Shen family, but that stinky old man who tells fortunes is really hateful." Shen Yong said suspiciously: "What fortune teller?" He grew up in Chengdu since he was a child, but he had never heard of a fortune teller. Yang Yuming snorted: "Forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't find the old thief for revenge now, with you, I'm not afraid that the old thief won't come to save you." As he spoke, he saw Yang Yuming's figure flashing, disappearing into the vast night, and disappearing. Shen Yong was startled, suddenly felt a chill behind him, and was about to turn back, but a hand put on his shoulder. Shen Yong's left shoulder sank, trying to avoid that grasp, but the man's palm seemed to be sticky, no matter how his shoulder sank, but that hand couldn't be taken off, Shen Yong's heart was shocked, this kind of ghostly grasping technique was really unseen. Suddenly, I heard Bashan cheering: "Brother Yang's big grip on the Iga faction is really unique." "The Iga faction is the ninjutsu school of the Oriental Fuso country, and the disciples are very wide for a hundred years, and its disciples are proficient in witchcraft, and the Jiahe faction is called the strongest ninjutsu sect in the Wa country, Yang Yuming has traveled to the east to Fusang to learn art in the Iga faction for many years, so different from the martial arts techniques of the Central Plains, ordinary martial arts people naturally do not know, not to mention that Shen Yong has no experience in the rivers and lakes.

Under the grab, Shen Yong suddenly felt that his left arm was numb, and his entire arm had been restrained by Yang Yuming. Shen Yong's true qi could not be gathered, so he could only struggle by brute force, but Yang Yuming had already used full strength in his hands, how could Shen Yong break free? I saw Yang Yuming's right hand turn over and tap the dragon jaw point on his chest, Shen Yong's chest immediately became sore, and he couldn't move. Hearing Xue Qi's shout again, Shen Yong couldn't turn back, only felt a hand from his waist, and the whole person had been carried, snapped, and thrown on a small boat, only to fall with a sharp pain all over his body. Yang Yuming was afraid that Shen Yong would be scheming, and arranged for two big men to tie him up in a strong knot.

This long and suffocating night was tightly wound like a ribbon, and Shen Yong only hoped that it would dawn sooner. Leaving Dongting Lake, the boat turned into the Yangtze River, and the sky at that time seemed to have been opened a small gap, just enough to make Shen Yong, who was breathless, encounter a dazzling dawn. A kind of indifferent floating thought, supporting his unexplained heaviness, suddenly grew and spread in the bottom of his heart, and Shen Yong didn't know where he was going to be taken this time.

Looking for the dawn, Shen Yong saw the dawn that moved him. The experience of the rivers and lakes after leaving home does not seem to be as I imagined, because behind the warmth, there is always a thrill and shock. I don't know how long it took, but a burst of water wrapped in the fragrance of flowers suddenly dragged Shen Yong out of his thoughts. Shen Yong looked at it, and it was a crimson, a crimson like clouds on the horizon. When the boat got closer, Shen Yong could see clearly - it was the peach blossoms, the branches, clusters, and clusters, standing on the branches, blooming happily. The graceful posture, swaying the shadow of the flowers, Shen Yong has forgotten that it is winter at this time. And after the peach blossoms, there are small wooden houses built by the river, low and simple but stretching for hundreds of miles, Shen Yong's spirit was shocked, stumped This is the hundred miles of peach blossom dock?

The boat approached the shore, and the monk of the Seven Seas untied Shen Yong's acupoints and ropes, and said with a smile: "Childe is full of poetry and books, can our Baili Peach Blossom Dock still enter the eyes of Gongzi?" Shen Yong said: "The water in front of Baili Dock is east, the shimmer is swaying and forgetting the winter wind, the peach blossoms are fragrant and beautiful, and its flowers are light red, and Baili Peach Blossom Dock is really a good place to go." Bashan was originally a rough man, and he couldn't hear the words in Shen Yong's mouth, so he raised his right foot and knocked on Shen Yong's inner thigh violently, shouting: "What are you talking about, don't go quickly!" Shen Yong's internal strength was lost, and he was in the boundary of Baili Taohuawu, so he had to follow.

After everyone went ashore, Bashan led Shen Yong alone, bypassed a slope, and came to a row of wooden houses. I saw a lonely hut hidden under a huge peach tree, which was different from other wooden houses, it seemed to be made of iron, boxy, and looked bare, and it was extremely incongruous with the surrounding peach blossoms, except for a small door that could accommodate one person on one side. Bashan said: "Please." Shen Yong looked into the room through the small door, it was dark, and his heart couldn't help but feel a pang, worried about what was wrong in the house, how could he dare to rush in? Just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly felt that the vest was pushed by Bashan, and before he could dodge, the whole person had been pushed into the house. Hearing the rattle again, the small door had been sealed with an iron sheet, Shen Yong was startled, and when he reached out to push it, his hand was extremely cold. Shen Yong struggled to push it out, but the iron door did not move, it was really like a grasshopper shaking a tree, where could it be shaken? Shen Yong hurriedly said: "Hey, where did you lock her up?" Ba Shan smiled: "Your own life is in danger, and you still have time to care about that little hoof, to tell you the truth, tomorrow Master Ba will marry her, let you die, haha." By the end of the day, the sound was almost inaudible. By the time Shen Yong looked through the gap, Bashan had already turned the wooden house and disappeared from Shen Yong's field of vision.

After entering the Taohuawu, Xue Qi was led to a room by a maid, which was large and bright, and it was obviously a place for people with status to live. When she entered the house, she saw that there was a bed and a table in the house, and the maid said softly, "Girl, rest for a while, and I won't disturb you." Xue Qi asked, "What are you bringing me here for, where is Brother Shen, where is he?" The maid didn't speak again, just smiled, and turned around and went out. After a long time, someone suddenly pushed the door and entered. Xue Qi was taken aback and exclaimed, "You...... You ......" The man strode over, laughing as he walked, and shouted, "Haha, little beauty, I see where you are running this time!"

Xue Qi suddenly felt despair in his heart, and his heart kept beating. Bashan closed the door, took off his shirt again, and rushed towards Xue Qi, grabbed Xue Qixiang's shoulder, and was about to commit violence, but the door of the house suddenly opened with a rattle. When Bashan turned around, he saw that it was the monk of the Seven Seas. Seeing this, the monk of the Seven Seas proclaimed the Buddha's name and sighed, "Amitabha." Bashan said angrily: "Stinky monk, what are you doing here, disturbing my interest." Monk Qihai shouted: "The boss is afraid that you will do something nasty, hurry up and let me come to see Miss Xue's safety, sure enough, you kid!" Monk Qihai pulled Bashan away, and said: "While you haven't done anything ridiculous, get out of here!" Bashan didn't leave, just stood there and scolded: "Mother, isn't it just a little girl, the boss won't let me touch it, is it because he himself has taken a fancy to it?" Monk Nanhai said angrily: "What nonsense, do you know who this girl is?" As soon as the words were finished, the monk of the Seven Seas pulled Bashan out of the house, leaving Xue Qi alone in the house with tears in his eyes.

Out of the house, Ba Shan's face was full of gloom, and he snorted: "Isn't it the eldest lady of the Sword Refining Villa, you really don't know about me, but what's so terrible about the Sword Refining Villa, isn't it just a group of iron-striking?" Monk Qihai said: "Now is our critical moment, that Yang Yuming has already arrested the son of the Shen family, and the people of Bashu are already extremely difficult, you must not provoke the Sword Refining Villa at this time." Bashan was still unconvinced: "But..."Monk Qihai didn't wait for him to finish, and interjected: "But what, it's right to listen to the boss's words, the boss said, tomorrow I will send someone to send Miss Xue back to the Sword Refining Villa, you will die." Bashan still wanted to go back, but was stopped by the monk of the Seven Seas, and the two of them dragged them to the front hall.

In the small iron house, Shen Yong has been worried about Xue Qi's safety, lest Bashan misbehave towards her, but now that he is in a cage, how can he save her?

At this moment, he is really like an ant on a hot pan, restless.