Yang Tiexin hesitated, and shook his head after a moment.

"Nianci already has a sweetheart, and I can't let another child down. Yang Tiexin said firmly,

Seeing this, Bao Xi no longer insisted, but he didn't know how to care about it in his heart.

The sun set on the mountain, the birds returned to their nests, and a strong wind blew, making Wan Yankang involuntarily tighten the clothes on his body.

He stood up and was about to go home, but he heard a rapid sound of horses' hooves coming from the ancient road behind him, Wan Yan Kang turned his head to look, and was immediately surprised, but it was Wan Yan Honglie who fled on a horse in embarrassment.

Wan Yankang hurriedly greeted him and called from afar: "Father, why are you so embarrassed?"

After Yan Honglie saw Yan Kang, he breathed a sigh of relief, staggered off the horse, couldn't take a breath, and hurriedly said: "I didn't talk to the Great Song Dynasty, the Mongolians and the Guo boy chased after me, and Peng Lianhu was blocking the delay time." ”

"What about Senior Ouyang and the slave girl?" Wan Yankang asked.

"The two of them had already secretly cooperated with the old monk brought by the Mongols. Wanyan Honglie said, glanced back with palpitations, and said, "They're chasing after you." ”

"Follow me. Wan Yan Kang stabbed the horse with a sword, causing it to run away into the wilderness in pain, and then said to Wan Yan Honglie.

He knew the strength of the Mongols and Guo Jing, and knew that Peng Lianhu and the others couldn't stop too much time, so he was not in a hurry to learn the details, and took Wanyan Honglie to the east of the village and entered the wine shop of the silly aunt's house with a wine curtain.

After Yang Tiexin came back, this wine shop was cleaned and operated for a while, but after Wanyan Honglie, they made trouble here last time. After Bao Xi was weak and sick. The liquor store was closed again. Wan Yankang would occasionally come to these villages to sell wine to the villagers, and he would stay alone for a while.

Wan Yankang found the iron bowl in the cupboard, only to hear the sound of Kerala, and the wall of the cupboard parted to both sides, revealing a dark hole. The things in the secret room here and Qu San's bones were all cleaned up by Yue Ziran later, and Yang Tiexin also cleaned them often, so they were very clean.

"Father. You go in first, don't make a sound, and I'll let you out when it's safe to do so. Wan Yankang told him.

Wan Yan Honglie nodded, and Wan Yan Kang spun the iron fist and closed the cabinet wall.

After shaking off the faint dust on his body, after making sure that there was no flaw left, Wan Yankang walked out of the kitchen, picked up a wine gourd on the table, sold a gourd of wine with a funnel, and stuffed it with a wooden stopper. He turned around and pushed open the wooden door of the liquor store, turned around and closed it. But I heard a voice explode in my ears: "Stop." ”

Wan Yankang turned his head, but it was an old acquaintance - a little man who used to sit next to the little fat man Tuo Lei in the Drunken Immortal Building. He had a goatee, and his thin body was very different from ordinary Mongols, and at first glance he was a native of the Central Plains. At this time he was on a horse, whip in hand, and behind him a group of Mongols with scimitars in their hands.

"How?" Wan Yankang asked, hanging the wine gourd behind him.

"Little prince, I didn't expect us to meet here. The little man drove his horse up slowly, "I'm really not used to seeing your rustic appearance." ”

Wan Yankang chuckled and said, "It's not for you to wear, you need to get used to it?"

"Yo. The little man laughed, "I'm quite proud, I really think I'm still a little prince? I know everything about you recognizing a thief as a father." ”

"A dignified man from a Han family is someone else's lackey, isn't he worse than me?" Wan Yankang had to admit that sometimes things like national righteousness can be used to scold people, although he is not used to it, but if he loses people and does not lose the battle, he will use it.

"Hmph, when you die, you are still hard-mouthed, let's say, where is the old thief hidden by you? If you say it, I will give you a whole corpse. Xiao Qizi condescendingly pointed a horsewhip at Wan Yankang's nose and asked.

"What are you talking about?" Wan Yankang gouged out his ears, signaled that he didn't hear clearly, and asked, "Don't you already know that I'm not the little prince?"

"Hard-mouthed. The little man snorted coldly, his wrist flicked, and the horsewhip went straight to Wan Yankang's face.

Wan Yankang dodged sideways, his fingers turned into claws, and snatched the whip from the little man.

The little man did not notice for a moment, and the horsewhip was caught in his hand. Wan Yankang took advantage of the situation, making the little man unstable on the horse.

"This is the Nine Yin White Bone Claw of the Black Wind Twin Evils? The little man said that, his body jumped off the horse, and one turned over the top of Yan Kang's head, and the horsewhip in his hand was pulled hard.

Although Wan Yankang was already prepared in his heart, he still didn't expect the other party's arm strength to be so amazing, his body staggered, and the horsewhip was also taken off.

The little man stood still, and the horsewhip that he pulled back with a "snap" pulled out a whip flower in the air, broke the tie of the wine gourd on Yan Kang's back, and rolled the wine gourd over.

The little man opened the wine gourd cork, raised his head and drank it, and kept praising it: "Good wine." ”

Wan Yankang looked at the little man coldly, although it was just a simple fight just now, he had already weighed the strength of the other party, and knew that he was not the opponent of this little man.

"Do you remember where you hid the old thief?" the little man asked, putting down the wine gourd, wiping his mouth with his sleeve.

"I said, I don't know. Wan Yankang put his hands behind his back and said proudly.

The little man spat and scolded, "Damn, my mouth is quite hard." He raised his head and instructed the Mongolian cavalry who followed: "You go into the wine shop to search, and I will deal with this little prince." ”

"Yes. The Mongolian cavalry responded in unison, dismounted and kicked open the door that Yan Kang had locked earlier, and went in to search through the boxes and cabinets.

The tables and chairs fell to the ground, and the sound of broken plates and bowls kept coming, which made Wan Yankang unstoppably angry, but he was helpless, and he was even more eager for power in his heart, after all, the power of life and death in the hands of others was not pleasant.

"I have been studying the "Nine Yin True Scripture" for a long time, but I have never had the opportunity to see it, but today I have to ask the little prince for advice. The little man casually threw the wine gourd to the ground, and said with a smile: "Now you said that there is still a chance." ”

"It's verbose. Wan Yankang rolled up his sleeves, looked at him vigilantly, and said, "I said I didn't know." ”

The little man spat again, and the whip in his hand "snapped" and whipped towards Wan Yankang's face.

Wan Yankang flashed sideways, and grabbed the little man's chest with a claw.

"Hey. The little man sneered, and the horsewhip in the air actually "snapped" again, turned to the right, and rolled up Wan Yankang's arm like a snake, and then pulled it, and the amazing arm strength and internal force made Wan Yankang fall to the ground on his back, raising a cloud of dust.

With one foot on Wan Yankang's chest, the little man said proudly: "The Nine Yin White Bone Claw is good, but it's a pity that your body method is really unbearable, and I don't know how to teach the Black Wind Shuangsha." ”

Wan Yankang wanted to get up several times, but the foot on his chest was like a thousand pounds, and he couldn't move.

"General, I didn't find it. The Mongol cavalry came out and bowed their hands in the Mongolian dialect.

"All searched?" the little man asked, looking back.

"Yes. The subordinate replied.

The little man spat a mouthful of saliva, this time spit on Wan Yankang's face, and scolded: "Stinky boy, you hide deep enough, tell me where to hide?"

After seeing that Yan Kang was stubborn, he whipped Yan Kang's face mixed with gray soil and grass clippings, and the blood leaked out in an instant.

"Do you want to say it?" the little man asked again, but when he saw that he still did not answer, he raised his whip and tried to smoke it again, but he heard one of them shout, "Stop." (To be continued......)

PS: Thank you for the reward of my name, thank you for your support, and these other chapters are just to make Yang Kang's role more full, without him.