Jiao Tongwei was defeated by the opponent's palm, and jumped up before he could hold his hands on the ground with his back. He was secretly frightened, although he only used seven points of strength, but this person's internal force is like a stormy wave, it is far better than himself, if the other party exerts all his strength, his life has already been lost, he looked at the wine vat, and did not know how to deal with it for a while.

The man who stood up from the wine vat repelled Jiao Tongwei with a palm, and immediately retracted into the vat, and everyone only felt that their eyes were slight, but they didn't see the person's appearance clearly.

The white-clothed boy jumped up suddenly, holding a bright steel needle in his right hand, stabbing at the wine barrel, Jiao Tongwei was shocked, this big boy acted recklessly, he was not low, he hit the stone with an egg. He was afraid that the man in white would lose, so he didn't dare to slack off, so he hurriedly picked up ten percent of the mixed yuan gong and hit the bamboo bucket. The retinue of the two was already armed with swords, ready to attack them at any time.

The bamboo bucket suddenly fell to the ground, rolled out, stopped in the central clearing, and stood up again. A hairy human head came out of the bamboo barrel, and the few attendants at the door could not help but be startled when they saw only the balls of hair rolling from behind. Jiao Tongwei and the white-clothed boy saw that among the thick hair, the two eyes were shining, and they were clearly alive.

Jiao Tongwei arched his hand and said: "Dare to ask the seniors for their names? I don't know where I offended the seniors, and the seniors are embarrassed with us?"

The strange man laughed and said, "I am Dongfang Bai, the owner of Wuyi Mountain Royal Dragon Villa, he is my son, don't you know?"

When Lin Gongyu heard Dongfang Bai's name, he couldn't help but be shocked and angry in his heart, and when he heard him say that the boy in white was his son, he decided that he was talking nonsense.

Sure enough, the man in white said angrily: "Where did the old madman come from, he dared to insult my father." "It turns out that this white-clothed boy is Dongfang Jin, the eldest son of the owner of Wuyi Mountain Yulong Villa, who was the one who blocked the Weiyuan Dart Bureau on Qixinggang ten years ago.

Dongfang Jin didn't care how this strange man's martial arts were several times higher than his own, how could he bear insulting his father. With a flick of his right hand, a five-inch-long steel needle shot at the strange man, who suddenly stood up and struck the needle with a wave of his sleeve, which immediately changed direction and sank into the wall.

The stranger laughed and said, "What a bad son!"

Dongfang Jin saw that he waved his sleeves, and actually changed the direction of the steel needle he had issued, but the strength was more fierce, only his father had such skills in his life, he knew that he was invincible, but he was not afraid of heaven and earth by nature, and relied on his father's status in the rivers and lakes, everyone let him score three points, so he has always acted arbitrarily, and has never encountered such a setback, and his heart is naturally angry. He took out a steel needle from his body and stabbed it at the strange man.

The strange man didn't dodge, and swung out his palms and threw Dongfang Jin out. Jiao Tongwei hurriedly stretched out his hand to catch it and put him down smoothly, Dongfang Jin was angry and ashamed at this time, and his white face turned red.

Although Jiao Tongwei knew that he was invincible, he naturally couldn't be timid and stand by at this time. He saw that the stranger was hidden in a bucket, and that he was not dexterous enough to put it down, so he immediately made up his mind and took out a soft whip from his bosom. This soft whip was the blade he used to brave the rivers and lakes in his early years, and he rarely used it again after the age of forty-five.

Jiao Tongwei swung out the soft whip and took the bamboo bucket directly. The strange man laughed, jumped up, and pulled the bamboo bucket up casually. Jiao Tongwei was secretly happy in his heart, and thought secretly: "This old man doesn't dare to underestimate my soft whip." With a flick of his wrist, he whipped the whip and rolled towards the strange man's right leg.

The strange man was in mid-air, clamped the bamboo bucket between his legs, reached out and grabbed the soft whip, and then fell to the ground. The strange man smiled: "You can mix the Yuan Gong, and you are a disciple of Huang Yongqi of the Mixed Yuan Sect." ”

Jiao Tongwei's mentor is Huang Yongqi, but it has been more than 30 years since his death, and few people in the rivers and lakes know about it.

The strange man sighed, and suddenly threw the whip in his hand at Dongfang Jin, this move was unexpected, Dongfang Jin was stunned in place, not knowing how to dodge. Jiao Tongwei was startled and hurriedly jumped backwards, so as not to let the whip hit Dongfang Jin.

The strange man took advantage of this moment to pick up Lin Gongyu on the ground, still put it in the bucket, and rushed to the door of the inn with the bamboo bucket.

Jiao Tongwei saw that he had robbed Lin Gongyu, but he couldn't stop him because he was backwards, so he shouted to the entourage at the door: "Stop him." He knew that the men couldn't stop him, but he couldn't. Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, I heard a bang, and those people were knocked out in both directions.

The strange man held the bamboo bucket and flew out of the store, and saw Lin Gongyu's black horse bolted to the side, a little under his feet, jumped on the horse, pulled the reins, and clamped his legs, and the black horse was like a loose horse, indulging in leaps. When Jiao Tongwei and the others chased out of the inn, they were already far away.

Lin Gongyu curled up in the bamboo bucket, only to feel that his muscles and bones hurt, and he was very uncomfortable. He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and his body was originally very flexible, but this bamboo barrel is too small, he is long, his body is almost folded in the barrel, and the wine in this bamboo barrel is soaring, obviously the wine is stored in this barrel all year round, and over time, the wall of this barrel has long been soaked with the smell of wine, and the breath is full of spicy breath, which will naturally not be comfortable. Fortunately, the strange man held the bamboo bucket firmly and did not feel much jolting.

It didn't take long for Lin Gongyu to feel dazed, as if drunk, he knew that something was wrong, if he went on like this, he had to be drunk to death, he shouted: "Senior, let me down, I'm going to be drunk by this bamboo bucket!"

The weirdo only laughed twice, but he still didn't stop. Lin Gongyu was dizzy, his stomach turned over, followed by a burst of retching, endured it for a while, couldn't bear it anymore, and vomited. This time, the smell in the tube was even more unpleasant, Lin Gongyu was miserable, and the smell of wine mixed with the unpleasant smell entered his nose, and he gradually fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, Lin Gongyu slowly opened his eyes, although his mind was still a little dizzy, but it was no longer as violent as before, but the air in his nose was extremely fresh, and there was a faint fragrance of bamboo leaves.

Lin Gongyu sat up and was surprised to find himself lying naked on a bamboo bed, surrounded by bamboo walls and bamboo roofs, which was actually a very delicate bamboo house.

He wrapped the sheets around his body and walked out of the bamboo house, thinking that it had been the end of the night. He looked around, and saw that the bamboo house was three side by side, surrounded by a dense bamboo forest, and a narrow stone path stretched from the front of the bamboo house to the depths of the bamboo forest. He pushed open the door of the bamboo house in the middle, saw the inside, saw that the furnishings were simple, but empty, so he went to the bamboo house on the right, pushed the door in, and saw a young man lying on the bamboo bed, who looked a few years older than himself, and the young man's eyes were closed, as if he was sleeping.