Zhao Zhijing held Li Mochou's little hand with one hand at this time, with an indifferent look on his face, and his bright eyes swept away the green bamboo and peach trees standing in the distance, between the mottled shadows of the trees, at this time, the person who whistled was already close to the woods beside him, and the whistling sound was high and low, sometimes like a dragon roaring and a lion's roar, sometimes like a wolf howling, or if the long wind vibrated the forest, or if the light rain wet flowers, it was extremely ever-changing. The sound of the pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info is clear, and the sound of the zither is poignant, but it also presents a wonderful sound and does not fall into the wind at all. The three voices are entangled and inseparable.

The sound continued, and on the towering pine tree, the minds of Guo Jing and Zhou Botong at this time were already immersed in this battle. Guo Jing couldn't help but open his mouth and shout when he heard the subtlety: "Okay!" As soon as he drank it, he was shocked and knew that it was not good, and when he was about to escape, suddenly the green shadow flashed, and Huang Yaoshi was already standing in front of him. At this time, the three kinds of music were in unison, and Huang Yaoshi shouted in a low voice: "Good boy, come with me." Guo Jing had no choice but to shout: "Lord Huangdao." Hardened his head and followed him into the bamboo pavilion.

As he walked, Guo Jing glanced back, but he couldn't see where Zhou Botong was with him. It turned out that although Zhou Botong's mind was immersed in this strange battle, he was very keen on everything around him with a pure heart.

Because Zhou Botong was not as noisy as usual at this time, he was as quiet as a stone with a pure heart, without a trace of sound. Huang Yaoshi glanced at it, but couldn't feel his breath, so he thought that only Guo Jing's existence allowed Zhou Botong, a figure hidden in the shadows, to escape.

Huang Rong, who was in the bamboo pavilion, saw Guo Jing who was following behind Huang Yaoshi, and her eyes suddenly became bright. Suddenly, Huang Rong's heart was full of surprise, and she took a few steps out and grabbed Guo Jing's hands and shouted: "Brother Jing, you are finally here......" It was joy and sorrow before he finished speaking, tears had flowed down, and he threw himself into Guo Jing's arms.

Zhao Zhijing and Li Mochou, who were still sitting at this time, just looked at all this indifferently. But Ouyang Ke, who was holding this folding fan, did not have such indifference in his heart, seeing Guo Jing's figure, a wave of anger ignited in his heart, and seeing Huang Rong at this time and him so affectionate, he was even more annoyed and shook his body forward, and slammed his fist at Guo Jing head-on and punched it, and then shouted: "Stinky boy, you are here too!"

Ouyang Ke thought that his martial arts were already higher than Guo Jing, and this punch had the intention of a three-point sneak attack, and suddenly the enemy was unprepared, and he must have beaten the opponent's eyes and nose, and he let out a sigh of sullenness. Unexpectedly, Guo Jing's kung fu at this time has been very different and refined compared to before. Seeing that the fist reached the side of the body, he had already avoided the trick of following the left hand "Hong gradually Yu Lu" and the right hand "Kang Long has regrets", each hand made a move to descend the dragon in the eighteen palms.

The magic of this dragon descending eighteen palm techniques is unparalleled in the world, and it is difficult to resist one move, not to mention that he uses Zhou Botong's strange method of fighting each other with both hands, and he divides into two attacks? With the breadth of Huang Yaoshi and Ouyang Feng's vision, they can't help but be taken aback if they have never seen it before. But Zhao Zhijing, who saw this scene, was still indifferent, and no one could know Guo Jing's progress in the past few days as clearly as him. In the few days he stayed with Zhou Botong, Guo Jing seemed to have undergone a transformation.

On the first day, under the whip of the blue sea tide song, his internal cultivation has made great progress, and in the past few days of learning with Zhou Botong, his martial arts have also made extraordinary progress, even Zhao Zhijing, who saw all this, was surprised, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the protagonist is still the protagonist, and the strength of this aura is not, his own butterfly can be changed.

At this moment, under the moonlight, Zhao Zhijing's eyes had already seen Guo Jing's left palm pressed on Ouyang Ke's right flank, Ouyang Ke already knew that this was a powerful number among the eighteen palms of the dragon, and he could only let the unstoppable rush to the left, and Guo Jing's move "Kang Long has regrets" just came up, and Peng's sound hit his left chest with a click, breaking a rib.

A white figure suddenly flew out upside down, and when Guo Jing's palm reached his chest, Ouyang Ke already knew that if he hit his heart and lungs hard with the palm force, he hurriedly retreated. Guo Jing's palm, coupled with the fact that he flew backwards, flew straight up to the bamboo pavilion and staggered a few steps on the top of the bamboo pavilion, only then did he fall to the ground, his heart was ashamed, and he slowly walked back with a sharp pain in his chest.

Guo Jing's attack was not only surprised, Ouyang Ke was furious, Huang Rong clapped his hands and was overjoyed, even he himself was unexpected, he didn't know that his martial arts had made great progress, only Zhao Zhijing, who had an indifferent face, seemed to be in anticipation of everything that happened, and there was no trace of surprise on his face.

Ouyang Feng squinted at Guo Jing angrily, and shouted, "Elder Hong called Hua to congratulate you on the good apprentice you received." As soon as the words fell, I saw a figure walking out of the bamboo forest, a ragged robe still could not hide the momentum of his body, the big red gourd on his waist and a jasper bamboo cane in his hand were all interpreting the identity of the person who came.

Seeing Hong Qigong's figure, Huang Rong's face showed a look of surprise, and he hurriedly ran towards Hong Qigong, shouting loudly: "Master, Master." Hearing this, Huang Yaoshi's face was stunned: "Why is Rong'er called Master Hua?"

Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong met and said a few words, so they asked Huang Rong: "Rong'er, what do you call Qigong to do?" Huang Rong said: "I worshipped Qigong's old man as a teacher. Huang Yaoshi was overjoyed and said to Hong Qigong: "The seventh brother is blue-eyed and the brother is grateful, but the little girl is naughty and hopes that the seventh brother will discipline him more." He said with a deep sigh.

Hong Qigong said with a smile: "Brother Yao's family tradition of martial arts is broad and profound, this little girl can't learn it in her life, how can she use me to do a lot of things? The two laughed at each other.

At this time, seeing the arrival of Hong Qigong, Zhao Zhijing also stood up from the stone bench, pulled Li Mochou with one hand, came to Hong Qigong's side, smiled and bowed and said: "Qigong, you are here too!" Then he looked at Huang Yaoshi with two eyes, and then said: "Senior, you Peach Blossom Island, these days are really lively! This rare sword in the rivers and lakes of the five masters, today there are three people here, only the Nandi Yideng Master is not here, compared to the Huashan sword in the past, it is not much more panicked!"

Hearing Zhao Zhijing's words, Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong immediately glanced at each other and immediately laughed.

The laughter subsided, and Zhao Zhijing suddenly said aloud: "It's late at night today, I don't know how Qigong is in such a hurry, and I don't know what to do (to be continued.) )