Chapter Ninety-Three: Yang Jiayu is attacked

Wu Yugang saw that the head of the house seemed to have drunk too much, and he was a little anxious.

Yang Mingjian hurriedly said: "Master Wu, we are still relatives when we talk about it." How can I be dissatisfied with you? I'm afraid that Wu Yugang has drunk too much, he is young, and there are still many things that need to be done by him. Don't you say?"

When Master Wu heard Yang Mingjian's words, he was also shocked in his heart, he was already so old, and he was still the master of a family. Such a gaffe in front of this young man who has never met him will inevitably be laughed at. This bold young man has a bright future. Wouldn't I, the head of the house, lose face in front of him? And I and the Yang family are still good friends with Qin Jin. How does this make outsiders perceive!?

Wu Yugang saw that the head of Wu seemed to be thinking about something, and picked up the cup and said: "Master! I beg your pardon!"

"Eh! How can a young man not drink alcohol, and this does not have the demeanor of a hero! A young strong man should eat a large piece of meat and drink wine in a big bowl!" Wu Zhangmen spoke to Wu Yugang enthusiastically.

Yang Mingjian saw that Master Wu's expression improved, and his heart was much calmer. He was also afraid that his words would make the family's affairs unpleasant.

"Now is a time of crisis! Drinking less is beneficial! Don't forget the big things. We will have time to drink in the future!" Yang Mingjian played a round game, "Come on, come on!" We drank this cup and rested for a while, we were tired for most of the day!"

"You'll stop me from drinking! really!" Although the head of Wu was a little angry, he did not forget his identity in his heart.

Although it was a time of crisis, the family had a happy and satisfying meal, and it was also happy and harmonious. After all, home and everything is prosperous.

It was getting late, and Master Wu kept these two guests who had come from afar.

Wu Yugang politely said to Master Wu: "It's already bothered, let's rush back overnight!

"I think too, somehow, I can't let go of my heart. I always feel like something!" Yang Mingjian said thoughtfully.

The head of the martial arts couldn't help it, so he had to say: "Then I can only let you go!" But if there is a horse that is short, write to us as soon as possible, and we can help with some countermeasures!"

"Okay! We're leaving!" Yang Mingjian and the others said goodbye to the head of the martial arts and rushed straight to Yangjiayu overnight.

It's a one-day, one-night trip. Wu Yugang pulled Yang Mingjian and his actions were like flying. It is difficult for ordinary people to match it for two days and two nights. Although the road is bumpy and the mountains and rivers are far away from reality, it is not a problem at the feet of Wu Yugang, a true immortal.

At dusk, Wu Yugang and Yang Mingjian came to the valley where Yangjiayu was located. But before he entered the village, he heard the sound of killing in the village. In the middle of Yang Jiayu, several people were fighting, and it was difficult to separate.

Wu Yugang looked at it fixedly, and it turned out that Yang Wushuang was fighting with two Taoist-looking people. These two Taoist disciples used magic weapons with their bare hands, and their magic power was extraordinary. Yang Wushuang was two opponents, and it didn't seem to be a struggle.

Yang Mingjian anxiously asked: "What's the matter! It's a fight! Let's hurry up and help!"

Wu Yugang looked at it and said to his uncle: "Look, our mountain guarding formation on the ground can still be held. We're trying to outflank it, we can't mess around!"

"Okay! That's it!" In an emergency, Yang Mingjian agreed.

It turned out that after Wuweizi and Qingyang Daochang were defeated that day. Wu Weizi ran away by himself, and on the way, Wu Weizi couldn't help but think, this Qingyang Dao Leader no longer knew whether he was alive or dead, and it seemed that the hundred-year-old Dao had been destroyed. If I go to him, I can't do anything. In this case, it is better to go back to Shushan directly and ask those people for help. After all, there are many of them.

Wu Weizi, an eventful veteran, is in a hurry like a lost dog, and panicked like a fish that has slipped through the net. Riding the wind, he returned to Shushan.

As soon as he entered the mountain gate of Shushan, Wu Weizi shouted: "Oh no! Qingyang Dao has been beaten and I don't know where to go! I ran back to deliver the letter, those people are too powerful! It's just lawless!"

Elder Shushan, the demon with the spirit flag of the other world, heard Wu Weizi's words, and his heart was furious. Seeing Wu Weizi's panicked appearance was even more angry.

Elder Sedum suppressed the anger in his heart, and said loudly to Wu Weizi: "What are you panicking about! There are so many people supporting you, what are you afraid of! Are those people chasing after you?

The heads of the people on the side looked at Wu Weizi curiously, not knowing what the truth was!

Hearing the reprimand, Wu Weizi gasped, helped his hair that had been crooked to the side, and said to the elder: "Those people are too powerful! I couldn't resist to run back to move the troops!"

"What's the fuss about! Are they not going to be able to do it! You haven't seen anything in the world!" sedum Ancestor scolded.

Although Wu Weizi had anger in his heart, in the face of the ancestor, he also asked others not to dare to attack, and continued: "Although there are no divine soldiers, they have a child there, and as soon as they come out, they will be miserable, and I, who have cultivated for a hundred years, can hardly compete with its cold aura. We're all scared now! We've been defeated by this kid! It's amazing! It's powerless!"

"A little kid is also worth making a fuss about, and he was defeated by a child! Where have you gone in this cultivation! And the face said!" Elder Shushan became angry when he heard Wu Weizi speak, and he couldn't help but have a seizure.

When the heads of the various sects heard this, they talked about it. Isn't it just a Tai Chi Gate! How can it attract so many things, and there are prodigies to help you. Something like this is rare. It seems that the cultivation of this Tai Chi Sect is also extraordinary, and the rumors must not be believed!

The head of the Qingcheng faction, Liu Shita Hui, asked Wu Weizi suspiciously: "You said that there is a child, who is miserable, is it more powerful than my quiet magic skills? What kind of person is this? Tell us about it!"

Kunlun, Huashan, Kongtong, Wudang and some small sects are eager to know the specific truth.

Master Songxi, the head of Wudang, was also puzzled: "Wudang is the birthplace of Tai Chi, how can there be a miserable practitioner in Tai Chi Gate? This is not a Tai Chi disciple, maybe there is another origin!"

Hearing the suspicious inquiries of the leaders, Wu Weizi replied: "We are fighting with that banshee in Taiji, and out of nowhere, a little boy popped up, this child looks like he is more than ten years old, and he has a short black stick in his hand. What kind of boy who claims to be from the Netherworld, saying that Qingyang stole the Netherworld Fire of the Netherworld, and he came to catch the thief!

"Where is such a child!? Is he from Tai Chi Men?" the crowd asked.

"It seems to be from Taijimen, and it's called that banshee sister!"