The old man turned his head and asked the blue-shirted scholar, "Who is Your Excellency, the old man asks?"

"Is it cold-" The blue-shirted scholar hugged his fists and bowed deeply, and replied slowly, "The surname is Shuangmulin, the single name is Lan, the mountain wind is up and down Lan, the generation of scholars and poor Confucian families, and the courage to call themselves 'crazy scholars'." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

When the old man Tongbai saw that he was a disciple of a Confucian family, his anger gradually decreased, and he also hugged his fists and saluted back, "Since he is a Confucian scholar, the old man is slow." ”

Lin Lan, a blue-shirted scholar, shook his long sleeves and shook his head and muttered to himself; The sage said, one day as a teacher, a lifetime as a father, like you, see the wind and rudder, the same stream of soft bones, and no pity how can a person be a teacher, a teacher for others, only to learn to hide the chest and abdomen, familiar with ancient and modern history, words and deeds are all a model for people, future generations to follow, the teacher, pine and stand, stubborn stone sitting, tall and towering, but righteous and majestic, children can be taught, know Dali, nature and benefit the descendants, on the contrary, will not miss the future of people's children, lead people into the line of inaction......"

He talked endlessly, and shook his head again, and deliberately dragged the mud and water in his tone, and sometimes even dragged out a sentence in a very long tone, poor and sour, endless, and the heroes had already heard it in their hearts, and they were impatient.

The old man Tongbai was also nagged by him, and quickly interrupted him, "It seems that you said this, it's all the old man's, isn't it, the old man is useless and mediocre, and he can't be used by others?"

"Of course!" Lin Lan clapped his hands and applauded, then shook his head and said, "It's not all true, the disciple is so young, he can distinguish right from wrong at a glance, he is not afraid of violence, and he loves and hates clearly, which shows that your ordinary teachings are still ...... way" He was so poor and sour that he was stupid, and he couldn't see the grim situation in front of him clearly, and he only cared about himself talking.

The heroes couldn't bear it any longer, and a few high-rollers came out of the crowd, and a green-faced man came to Lin Lan and interrupted him loudly and arbitrarily, "Childe has so many words, and he won't be weak in martial arts, so he won't hesitate to give advice." After finishing speaking, without waiting for the other party to reply, he had already reached forward and slapped his palm into the opponent's midgame.

Lin Lan didn't have time to come back to his senses, he couldn't dodge, but he was pressed on his chest by the blue-faced man, and he fell to the ground crookedly and sat on the ground, but fortunately, the other party's palm was just a false momentum, and the purpose was to test the opponent's skills.

Lin Lan sat on the ground, looking very embarrassed, he clearly didn't know martial arts, otherwise he couldn't dodge such a simple palm.

The blue-faced man was also surprised, and asked in surprise, "You don't know martial arts?"

Lin Lan slowly stood up, stretched out his hand to pat the dust, straightened his clothes, and glanced at the blue-faced man and said, "What if a gentleman doesn't move his mouth and doesn't know martial arts?"

The blue-faced man laughed wildly, "This is a place where martial arts people gather in the rivers and lakes, what are you doing here without martial arts?

Lin Lan squinted at the blue-faced man, and asked with a smile, "You are as strong as an ox, and you like to make fists and legs?"

The blue-faced man looked proud, fiddled with his two fists and said with a smile, "Those who practice martial arts, naturally keep their fists in their hands, little white face, I advise you to go home quickly, don't be embarrassed and conspicuous here." ”

Lin Lan looked at him again, his expression seemed to be very sure, nodded and said, "Look at your five big and three coarse, fierce and arrogant, you must bully and dominate the market in ordinary times, I don't know how many kind people have been defrauded, although Han Sheng doesn't know martial arts, do you think no one will teach you a lesson?" Speaking of this, he suddenly shouted; "Ninety thousand, one tube!"

This is the name of the card on the gambling mahjong card, everyone is wondering what he is doing, but they see that the crowd has already flown out of the two scholars The boy stood quietly beside him, fleeting, and silent, all of which are first-class light-weight kung fu.

Two scholars, one with a big face and big eyes, are similar to the brand name called by his master, 'One Tube', and the other is white-faced and clean-skinned, but there are a few small moles on the face, which also match the brand name 'Ninety Thousand', both are really appropriate, and people can't help but laugh dumbly, to give the scholar such a name, this crazy scholar must be quite unique and eccentric.

Lin Lan pointed at the blue-faced man and said to the two scholars, "Go and play with this reckless brother!"

Before his words fell, the scholar had already flown out, straight to the blue-faced man, he was small, agile and abnormal, shot like electricity, people didn't have time to see his moves clearly, only to hear a crisp sound of 'pop' resounded through the lawn field, a tube has turned back to the place, hanging his hands and standing quietly beside the master, as if nothing had happened.

But seeing the blue-faced man in the lawn field covering his cheek with one hand, his body was swaying, he came back to his senses, and suddenly felt hot on his cheeks.

The blue-faced man was ashamed and angry, screaming strangely, not caring about his face, waving his fists and slamming at the scholar away, and at the same time, several other men who came out with him, seeing that their companions were humiliated, even disregarded their face, and threw themselves at the two scholars together.

Suddenly I saw people shuttling densely in the lawn field, and the sound of violence was repeated, but the two scholars were as smooth as loaches, as flexible as fleas, and the scene was full of bullets, and several men were anxious and angry, panting, but there was no way to catch the two scholars.

Lin Lan hissed and shouted on the side, "What Zhongzhou Martial Arts Alliance? Han Sheng sees that there are some bullies of the more and the less, and the big bullies the small, where is the half solemnity of the alliance? It is better for everyone to disperse in a hurry." ”

His words are ugly, and the heroes are choked like things, and it is indeed a bit nondescript for such a thing to happen in the dignified Tianwei Gate, the first gate in Zhongzhou.

An old man in a white shirt stood on the seat next to Master Yuantong, stepped out of the field, and shouted in a deep voice, "Why don't you stop quickly, what kind of system will it be?"

Several men in the lawn field saw the old man in white shirt speak, and quickly withdrew his hand.

Seeing that a few men and two scholars had already retreated, the old man in the white shirt turned his gaze to Jiang Shuyuan, sighed and said, "The past is gone, Master Yuantong has also spoken, this matter is over, there is no need to theorize anymore, Jiang Zhuangshi, just accept it when you see it!"

Jiang Shuyuan smiled at him, clasped his fists and saluted, "Thank you for the good intentions of the Lord of the White League, it's just that you have the grace of the teacher's upbringing, and the hatred of the teacher is not shared, how can you be afraid of rape and steal your body." ”

Seeing this, the old man in the white shirt shook his head again and again, his name is Bai Shengwu, the leader of the martial arts alliance in Hebei Province, and the people in the rivers and lakes are called 'Butterfly Shadow Swordsman', with the seventy-two style flying butterfly sword road to deter the Central Plains and Northern Martial Arts, in fact, when he was young, he had received the life-saving grace of Jiang Shu's later master 'Hainan Drunkard', if he knew that Jiang Shuyuan was related to the 'Hainan Drunkard', he would definitely help him desperately.

Bai Shengwu's eyes were full of authority, and he forced Jiang to look at him again, "The strong man has a refreshing bones and a bold bearing, the old man really can't bear to see you ruined under your stubbornness?"

A voice sounded from the crowd, "He is sickly lonely and weak, and he is described as haggard, if he is not injustice against his teacher, how can he dare to come to Tianweimen alone to make a mistake, isn't this an act of hitting a stone with an egg and shaking a tree with an ant?"

One stone hit a thousand waves, and people immediately talked about it and argued endlessly.

Bai Shengwu snorted coldly and said, "Friend, please come out and speak!"

A young man in black came to him and saluted with his fists folded.

The young man in black was none other than the 'Soul Chaser Yama Hand' Bao Kun, and before he could answer, someone in the crowd had already revealed his name and name; ”

As soon as this name was announced, an old man jumped up on the seat next to Master Yuantong, the old man was skinny, but the bones were thick and solid, his eyes were blazing, cold and sharp, he stepped forward and pointed at Bao Kun and asked in a rough voice, "You are one of the five cats who became famous in Kyoto, is your eight-legged spider always catching the head Luan Tianbao here?" ”

When Bao Kun heard this, he had already recognized that this old man was disrespectful, and there must be some misunderstanding in it, so he immediately clasped his fists and saluted, "The junior Bao Kun has asked the master of the Condor King to say goodbye, and the head of Luan is in charge of the safety of Gyeonggi, and he can't leave Beijing at will.

The old man's nostrils snorted, and the eagle eyes that were deeply sunken in the eye sockets rolled up, domineering, and said, "Since Luan Tianbao did not come, the old man is the only one to ask, you are one of the six public gates, and it is not easy to earn a little reputation, you should do it yourself, why have you come to arrest my Eagle Gate people and put them in prison recently? Isn't this obviously because you can't get along with my Eagle Gate?" This old man is the master of Huaiyang Eagle Gate, known as the 'Iron Feather Eagle King' in the rivers and lakes, and has been famous in the rivers and lakes for decades.

"The master of the Condor King has misunderstood," Bao Kun stepped forward to explain, "Your sect is a famous family in the martial arts, and no one in the world admires it, and because of this, there are a few rat thieves who pretend to be a subordinate of your sect to commit crimes in the capital, and the younger generations will be imprisoned for this unscrupulous person, which is also to maintain the reputation of your sect." ”

The master of the Eagle Gate looked at Bao Kun, his eyes were close to his pupils, and he sneered again and again, "At a young age, you are also articulate, but you are a junior, and it is inconvenient for the old man to make a move, and the old man's clumsy dragon is not around, otherwise you will be good-looking today." "The dragon in his mouth is a closed disciple he only accepted in the twilight of his later years, called Yang Yunlong, twenty years old, full of the essence of the master's inheritance, although young, but in the rivers and lakes to show his edge, the heroes of the rivers and lakes all call him 'iron claw flying eagle', sure enough, it is better than the blue, has always been the old master as proud, but unfortunately not present today.

The Eagle Gate Master raised his hand, and a sturdy Eagle Gate disciple walked out behind him, and the Eagle Gate Master said lightly, "Go and play with this cat brother and learn more about other people's three-legged cat kung fu." ”

The disciple of the Eagle Gate received the order, immediately slid forward, his arms stretched out, the bones 'click, click' sound, as soon as he shot the powerful eagle claw gong of the world, his body frequently rose into the air, the ten finger rings were buckled like hooks, and his arms were staggered in the air.

But look at Bao Kun holding his breath, calm and calm, his body shape and technique are all five planetary cone hands, strong and strong, overlapping and twisting, the power of wind and thunder, and changing with the claws of the attack, a hundred dense and no omission.

The two of them tumbled and rolled, and more than 100 moves had passed, the body speed of the Eagle Gate disciples had been slightly slow, but Bao Kun was still not declining, Fang Buddha was just playing at will and leaving some energy, the heroes understood that if it was about winning or losing, the Eagle Gate disciples had actually lost a long time ago, and everyone had to admire his soul chasing Yama hand, and the famous Five Tigers Flying Capture in Kyoto really deserved its reputation.

"Amitabha!" A long loud Buddha trumpet, Master Yuantong Heshi said, "The two donors don't fight anymore!" he looked around, paused before continuing, "Today is the day of the Zhongzhou Martial Arts Alliance, we should pass the trivial matters as soon as possible, and elect the leader of the alliance. ”

The disciples of the Eagle Gate and Bao Kun retreated, and the boss of the Eagle Gate was unhappy, but because of the face of Master Yuantong, it was difficult to say anything, so he could only retreat to his original seat and sit down.

Master Yuantong's eyes widened, his majesty overflowed, and he roared violently, "Four King Kong disciples, take down the evil beasts, and ambush and promote the Fa!"

The four King Kong disciples were ordered again, and they stepped forward enthusiastically and attacked Jiang Shuyuan in four directions.

The prodigal son's face was pale, his left hand was holding the copper flute, his right hand was slightly raised, the wind was spitting, the bee whining sounded, and the scorpion king dart shot out in all directions, but the four King Kong disciples were listed in the Shaolin Temple Luohan Hall Eighteen Arhat King Kong, naturally they were extraordinary, although they were difficult to distinguish the true direction and angle of the hidden weapon, but the bee whining illusion roaring in the air could not mess up their agility and judgment, the scorpion king dart could not hurt them, but they did not dare to rush in, and after a period of confrontation, the two King Kong disciples suddenly stood up and went straight to Jiang Shu's wish, and the other two King Kong disciples shook their bodies alternately in the back, which could not only disturb the enemy's distraction, but also follow up the strategy。

In the wind and thunder, Jiang Shuyuan almost couldn't open his eyes, but he still had a copper flute to attack quickly, and the Shaolin Mighty King Kong Fist of the Megatron World was holding it, and the two King Kong disciples made a move, and their faces couldn't help but show joy, they had forced the opponent at hand, and the strange hidden weapon could not be played, so entangled, the opponent would soon be captured, at the moment, the King Kong disciples urged the offensive, and the strong King Kong Jin Gong of opening the stele and cracking the stone poured out layer by layer, and the two King Kong disciples also took advantage of the gap to rush up, and surrounded Jiang Shuyuan in four circles。

The four King Kong disciples all fought bravely to capture the enemy, they were already tall and majestic, and the four of them joined forces to encircle and control the enemy, and at the same time, the Shaolin foreign family was in a strong array, only forcing a thin and lonely prodigal son to be in danger and precarious.

"The name of the Shaolin faction was originally earned in this way-" Lin Lan, a mad scholar, suddenly had a nerdy sour breath on the side, his big sleeves fluttered, and he shook his head and continued in a long voice; "It also responds to what the little hero said just now, many people are kings, and many dogs are strong, and the Central Plains Huaxia has been a state of reason and righteousness since ancient times, and the famous and decent people are even more weak and outnumbered, so the strong bully the weak, the more than the few, and the victory is not martial......"

Although the heroes hate the pedantic smell of the sour Xiucai who dragged his vocal tone, what he said was also reasonable, and then looked at the field, compared with the prodigal son of Luotuo and the powerful King Kong Jin Array, small and many, weak and strong, no matter how clear, and then recall that the two scholars in the field were chased by a few big men just now, and the throat-breaking children were beaten by the master and their faces were covered with blood, and the heroes really felt like things choked, and there was always an indescribable taste in their hearts.

Suddenly, a figure in the field rushed up from the besieged array, the person was in the air, turning his wrist brightly, the cold light flashed, the bee whined and trembled in the air, more than a dozen scorpion king darts flew out of his hand, but the figure was Jiang Su's long-cherished wish.

The four Vajra disciples hurriedly shrank and dodged, and their bodies were so fast, but there were still two Vajra disciples whose bare heads were scratched by the dart blades, leaving two blood marks, which were nondescript, and the four Vajra disciples were already frightened into a cold sweat.

Jiang Shuyuan had already stood firmly in the field, his eyes were firm and cold, full of unyielding arrogance, and the King Kong disciples did not dare to rush forward rashly, and cautiously slid forward slowly, ready to choose the opportunity to change the strength again.

Tong Zhong's face was covered with blood, his cheeks were red and swollen, he was expelled from the court by the master, he walked out of the Tianwei Gate, only felt that he had suffered a great grievance, he walked on the street angrily, and at a glance he saw a hotel, so he plunged into it, chose a table and sat down, and screamed;

When the shopkeeper heard the shout, he hurriedly sent two plates of cold dishes and a pot of wine, and came to the copper bell, and saw that it was a child, as if he had just finished fighting, and was stunned for a while, the copper bell was angry, and the shopkeeper was stunned, and couldn't help but glare at him, took out a piece of silver from his arms and put it on the table, and scolded angrily, "******, the dog looks down on people, and the master has silver." ”

The shopkeeper was originally afraid that he was a child who ate and ran away, but now when he saw the silver, he immediately smiled all over his face, and set up the cups and plates for him, and the bronze bell asked for two more large bowls, full of wine, first drank most of the bowl of wine in one go, and then wiped the blood on his face with the other bowl of wine, and rubbed his red and swollen cheeks.

Tong Zhong drank the wine angrily, and after a while, the wine surged up, and he suddenly slapped the table and scolded loudly, "What Tianwei Sect******?

His voice was already loud, and the words on his head were even more shocking to the customers up and down the hotel, who dared to scold the owner of Tianwei Gate next to Tianwei Gate? A thirteen or fourteen-year-old child, could it be that he had eaten leopard gall? Everyone stared at it again, this child whose cheeks were swollen with half of his cheeks.

Tong Zhong scolded a few words, only feeling a little happier in his heart, so while drinking, Suo Xing continued to scold, "Yuantong big bald donkey, bastard, I don't know why I actually became the chief master of the Dharma Hall of Shaolin Temple, tolerated and nurtured adultery, sheltered the real murderer, bullied the weak, what's the great thing about your Shaolin faction?"

This remark also alarmed the three old men sitting next to him, a Weng, a monk and a monk, the old man has white hair and silver hair, but he is full of energy, the corners of his mouth and eyebrows are like beans when he laughs, and the appearance of the game is as brilliant as a child, he looked at the bronze bell, shook his head, and suddenly asked as if he didn't believe it; "You kid, didn't you enter the temple to steal the tribute fruit, and was punished by the monk master, but here you scolded the old master, you must know that the chief master of the Dharma Hall is highly respected in the martial arts, how can you scold this child casually?"

Seeing that someone interrupted his words, Tong Zhong was angry, turned his head and his eyes widened, staring at the old man with hatred, and snorted, "The master's master is just like you, the soft bones of the tendency, knowing that the Shaolin Temple is wrong, but he didn't dare to speak out, and the master came out and said a few fair words, but he was beaten like this." ”

"Is there such a thing?" asked the old man with a smile, looking very serious, and turned his head to look at the old man and the old monk.

Tong Zhong stood up, picked up the wine bowl and dishes, and simply merged them into the three old men's table, he sat down generously, picked up the wine bowl and saluted the three old men, "Three old brothers, don't get together, don't know each other, come, this white-haired brother, this thin brother, and this monk brother, we can also be regarded as fate, do a bowl!"

The three old men looked at each other, and thought to themselves, 'When did I become buddies with one of his children when I was so old?' but seeing that he was so childlike and simple, that he could not bear to disobey his wishes, the three of them had to take up the bowl and drink with him.

These three old men are people with great origins, all of them are old and rare, for the masters of the previous life, the old man is happy in a thousand mountains, traveling all over the world, known as 'Xiaoyao Weng', for the world's first gang of beggars gang leader, the old monk is red and smooth, plump and rich, a pair of eyes and the corners of the mouth are always smiling Mimi, and there is a pair of huge dimples next to the corners of the mouth, charity and peace, like the reincarnation of Maitreya, and the 'free Weng' just match a pair, he is the master of Haijing of Putuo Temple in the South China Sea, the people of the rivers and lakes are called' Haha Maitreya', only that old man, dry and thin, gloomy complexion, old-fashioned expression, Fang Buddha has some bitterness and hatred, and he doesn't say a word all day long, name' This time I heard that Luoyang City held the Zhongzhou Martial Arts League today, and elected the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, I heard that the leader of the alliance is the master of Tianwei Gate, young and promising, profound martial arts, wise and resourceful, they are also happy for Wulin, but it is inconvenient for them to go directly to Tianweimen to participate in the alliance, so they have to find a hotel near Tianweimen, while drinking, while waiting for good news.

The bronze bell added fuel to the series of things that happened inside the Tianwei Gate and publicized it in a big way, and the three old men were very indignant when they heard it.

Xiaoyao Weng drank a bowl of wine, sighed and said, "Tong Yan Wuji, if what this little brother said is true, it is really the world is declining, if the martial arts alliance leader of Zhongzhou allows such a treacherous person to be elected, the consequences are unimaginable. ”

Master Hai Jing and Yin Chou also agreed to go to Tianwei Gate to have a look, so the four of them hurriedly settled the account and went straight to Tianwei Gate.

Inside the Tianwei Gate, the four King Kong disciples once again joined forces to capture Jiang Su's long-cherished wish, shouting, fighting fiercely, the heroes held their breath, nervously watching every move in the field, everyone hoped that the King Kong disciples would capture this helpless prodigal son as soon as possible, and hold the alliance ceremony as scheduled.

When the heroes were looking nervously, they heard someone behind the field snorting, the sound was unusually loud, people involuntarily turned around, but saw the bronze bell with red and swollen cheeks swaggering back to Tianwei Gate.

When the old man Tongbai saw his apprentice, he scolded angrily, "Little bastard! After scolding, he rushed forward to stop the bronze bell, and at the same time opened his palm and slapped him to teach him a lesson, this action immediately attracted the attention of the heroes, and people could not help but think that this naughty child was afraid that the other half of his cheeks should also be red and swollen.

And seeing that the bronze bell was not dodging like last time, without the slightest hint of horror, and there was a look of disdain in his eyes, the heroes were wondering to themselves, but they saw the bronze bell Yangyang pointing behind him, and he was grinning at the old man Tongbai, and it seemed that he was also humane to the audience; "My three eldest brothers, let's meet!" His voice broke out, and immediately everyone in the audience heard it, and people couldn't help but want to see what kind of big brother he could have, even the master was not afraid.

The old man Tongbai raised his palm and was about to fan down towards the bronze bell, listening to the apprentice speak like this, only to notice that there were three old men following behind him, looking at the three uninvited guests, and immediately frightened his hair stood on end, his muscles were soft and weak, he almost didn't believe his eyes, the palm that was raised in the air could not be recovered, these three people he recognized, they were all twenty or thirty years ago, the world's most famous martial arts giants.

Xiao Yao Weng approached the old man Tongbai, and had already concluded that he was the child's master, so he couldn't help but smile and said, "Little brother, don't you want to beat someone with such an old anger?" ”

"Don't dare...... Don't ......" The old man Tongbai was already incoherent and stammered.

The appearance of the three old men also immediately made the crowd of heroes from all walks of life boiling, and there were people in the crowd who knew the three old men, and they all told each other, and suddenly people were amazed, all of them were stunned, thinking that the child's young age could attract three people who were sealed in the dust in a moment, and the rivers and lakes were also the old masters who saw the head and the end of the dragon, and they also called them brothers, it was incredible, it was really a big ghost.

Master Yuantong, who was the first in the center of the lawn field, couldn't help frowning, hurriedly waved his hand to stop the fight in the field, and then straightened his robe and walked out slowly to greet him, and several prominent figures in the seat also got up one after another to greet Master Yuantong behind him.

Xiaoyao Weng looked at the four sturdy Shaolin monks who had stopped fighting in the field and the haggard and thin prodigal son who was besieged in the center of the core, blinked his eyes, and nodded with emotion, "The little hero didn't lie at all, he bullied the weak with the strong, and the many won the outnumbered, and the Shaolin faction lost face in front of the heroes of the world, but I am afraid that the head abbot Elder Hongfeng will see this kind of scene here, and he will make these unscrupulous descendants half dead." ”

Master Yuantong came to the front of Xiaoyao Weng, and Heshi inquired, "Amitabha! ”

Xiaoyao Weng hugged his fists and saluted, "Thanks to the master's blessing, the old Huazi still has a few glasses of wine to drink, I have long heard that after the death of the master of your temple Yuanneng, you will take over as the chief master of the Dharma Hall, which is also congratulatory and gratifying, the old called Hua Hua traveled with old friends today, passing through your land, I heard that Tianweimen opened what martial arts alliance, and I came to join in the fun, here is really a gathering of heroes, and the chief master of the Dharma Hall of Shaolin Temple presided, it was really more lively. ”

The other people who greeted each other also exchanged greetings with the three of them, and Master Yuantong took the opportunity to introduce Gongsun Shaojie to the three of them.

Gongsun Shaojie was busy bowing and bowing, respectful.

Xiaoyao Weng narrowed his eyes and looked Gongsun Shaojie's whole body up and down, shook his head and said, "The shoulders are narrow, the bones are not right, the face and jaw are thin, and the eyes are twinkling and treacherous, he must be a treacherous person. ”

'Haha Maitreya' Master Haijing also said to Gongsun Shaojie with both palms, "Shao Tanyue, the old monk looks at your complexion, and sees that your Heavenly Court Seal Hall is dark, and a bad luck rushes up to the bull fight, Shao Tanyue, quickly rein in the precipice, the bitter sea is boundless, and the shore is back!"

Master Yuantong heard this, his face was angry, Gongsun Shaojie is also his registered disciple after all, Xiaoyao Weng and Haijing Master commented on Gongsun Shaojie clearly did not give him face, and said coldly to Master Haijing and Xiaoyao Weng at the moment, "Two masters outside the world, how can they listen to the nonsense of ordinary children, and say this in vain, although the master of Tianwei Sect is not an official disciple of our temple, but in the end he is also a registered disciple of a poor monk, and he is a member of the Shaolin faction, and the two of them slander Tianweimen so much, which is the reputation of the Shaolin faction. ”

Xiaoyao Weng still said with a smile;"Sure enough, it is to cover up and connive, to oppress people with the Shaolin faction, and it will be revealed after a try, before the old call Hanako came, Master Yuantong was indiscriminate, and he wanted to forcibly control people, what is this?" The prodigal son's life experience and his relationship with Tianweimen, the old name Huazi has heard of it, and knows a little bit about it, snatching love with a horizontal knife, killing the teacher, well, these ten-year grievances are difficult for us to clarify for a while, for the sake of fairness, let the prodigal son and the master of the Gongsun Sect do a one-on-one decisive battle, each according to the mandate of heaven, but the grievances. ”

"No," Master Yuantong explained arbitrarily, "Today is the day when the Zhongzhou Martial Arts League will elect the leader of the alliance, and Gongsun Shizhu will be elected as the leader of the alliance in a while, and it is inconvenient for him to tear and kill today, let alone get stained with blood." ”

Zhuang Ding suddenly reported loudly: "The leader of the Giant Dragon Gang in Hebei Province has arrived!"

With Zhuang Ding's voice, a group of people walked in, the first person was tall and strong, pale golden skin, thick eyebrows, a dense and thick beard, plagiarized and proud, this person's surname was Tu Mingzhuang, and the people of the rivers and lakes called ' Iron arm Jin Jiao', his dragon gang is the largest gang in Hebei Province, crisscrossing southern Hebei, he is also Gongsun Shaojie's worship of the righteous eldest brother, behind a left and a right two delicate and foxy women, also tight narrow jacket, short skirt and wide pants, thin bottom pink boots, a chivalrous outfit, one color is red, one color is green, this is his two concubines, the red dress is called 'neon', the green dress is called 'green shadow', and then behind is eight rough men wearing brown cardigans, and his entourage is 'galloping' eight horses.

Gongsun Shaojie hurriedly tidied up his clothes, stepped forward to greet Tu Zhuang, and saluted with his fists, "The eldest brother has a hard journey, and the brother is not well welcomed. ”

Tu Zhuang patted Gongsun Shaojie on the shoulder, and laughed, "Good virtuous brother, it's been two years since I said goodbye, I want to be a brother, I got the alliance post, and I rushed to congratulate my brother non-stop, and my eldest brother is going to get drunk with the heroes of the world for you today." After a few pleasantries, Tu Zhuang seemed to notice that something was wrong with the situation, and couldn't help asking, "Isn't there any trouble with the virtuous brother?"

Gongsun Shaojie nodded, pointed at Jiang Long-cherished wish and said, "In the past, a judgment was expelled from the sect, and at that time, I thought of the virtue of God's good life, and let him live, and I didn't want him to come to spread the wilderness today." ”

After hearing this, Tu Zhuang smiled disdainfully and said, "Brother Xian is naturally inconvenient to make a move today, so I will send it away for my brother, Tianchi obeys orders!"

The eight swordsmen who came with him immediately stood up four people, bowed down to obey orders, and the eight swordsmen were divided into two groups: 'Tianchi' and 'Diji', each group of four people, which could be formed into a separate battle formation, or merged into a big battle array, and there were many heroes and heroes on the Jizhong Plain who died in the Eight Horse Swordsman Array.

Tu Zhuang squinted at Jiang Shu's wish, and coldly said to the Tianchi swordsman again, "Quickly split this guy into several pieces and throw him out of Tianwei Gate." ”

Tianchi swordsmen were killed, and each person quickly pulled out a short knife from his body, the blade was not long, the blade was very wide, there was no knife tip, Qi was brand-new, the cold light was dazzling, but it was an extremely sharp West Asian and Burmese knife.

Tianchi swordsman was about to make a knife, a green robe old man came out of the side, his face was gloomy, skinny, the already wide cyan robe became more and more wide, he crossed a very thin, very flexible orange bamboo pole, only in front of the swordsman lightly waved, a strong wind made the swordsmen almost unable to open their eyes, he stood in front of the swordsman, gently spit out a few words;

The heroes were surprised for a while, and whispered, you must know that there are only a few heroes who are worthy of fighting him.

Tu Zhuang was also stunned for a while, kept looking at the old man in the green robe, he had already identified who the other party was, he didn't expect a person who looked like a prodigal son who had fallen into the soul, there was actually a master to stand up for him, he waved his hand to signal the swordsmen to stand down, these swordsmen are by no means the opponents of the old man in the green robe, only his own appearance, these years he has been in full swing, kung fu has made great progress, and he has rarely met opponents, although the other party is a martial arts veteran, he also does not pay much attention to it, because he has defeated many famous masters over the years, and has never failed.

Tu Zhuang stretched out his hand and took off his cloak and cloak, dressed in a goose-yellow tight-fitting suit, he stood in front of Yin Chousuo, did not look at the other party, and still said arrogantly, "I have heard for a long time that my predecessors have swept all over the invincible opponents of the Southern Seven Provinces, and I want to see how the martial arts friends of the Southern Seven Provinces are blowing up today." He reached out again to take his treasure knife from the hand of the charming concubine Neon, the treasure knife was unsheathed, the blade was not long, very wide, Qi brand new without the tip of the knife, the blade had dragon scale lines, and the knife bridge of the giant crocodile monster swallowed the mouth, the style was the same as the swordsman just now, only wider and heavier, sharper and more delicate, and more valuable.

There is a flood of autumn water in the lawn field, the air conditioning is forested, and bursts of blue cold light swim quickly on the knife leaves, this is the well-known Jiaolong Badao of the Central Plains, Tu Zhuang can run rampant on the Jizhong Plain, invincible, but his kung fu is relying on this rare Jiaolong Badao.

The group of heroes were in high mood for a while, extremely excited, who didn't want to see the power of this rare master battle in a hundred years and this sharp and invincible sword.

"Amitabha!" A sound like thunder on a sunny day shook the hearts of the heroes, and the field was suddenly silent, silent as a cicada, but looking at Master Yuantong, his eyebrows were separated, and his divine power was fully displayed, and he recited the Buddha's horn to calm the scene and continued to speak; Ladies and gentlemen, the poor monk has said before, today is the Zhongzhou Wulin League, the purpose is to elect the leader of the alliance, how can it cause some unwarranted controversy, extraneous branches, now the poor monk to Shaolin Temple Dharma Hall issued a command, this down-and-out son by the King Kong disciples of our temple, no matter who it is, if you want to stand up for him, the poor monk will take over with the Shaolin faction. ”

Master Yuantong can see clearly on the side, if the fight continues like this, won't Tianweimen become a ring match, you go to him, and for a while there will be a clear difference, so at the moment the Shaolin sect will arbitrarily intercept this matter, as long as the alliance will proceed smoothly as soon as possible, and the leader of the alliance will be elected, the overall situation will be easy to do.

The Shaolin faction is the Taishan Beidou in the world's martial arts, and who does not admire and surrender to the heroes and heroes in the four seas, and who dares to be the enemy of the Shaolin faction in the whole world? Tu Zhuang naturally retreated to the side.

"Yo, the Shaolin faction is broad and profound, with many talents, and elites-" The old beggar Wang Xiaoyao Weng did not sell the account, but he was still smiling, and continued; "The side branches of the Shaolin sect are widely spread all over the world, and they can be regarded as many people, but in the eyes of my old Huazi, it is nothing, you want to use the Shaolin faction to scare people, and the old Huazi is the first to disagree, to be honest, as long as the old Huazi raises his arms and shouts, and a life, the beggars of the thirteen provinces will flock at once and at least Lin Temple, eat to eat your Shaolin Temple......"

There was a bit of banter in Xiaoyao Weng's words, and the heroes couldn't help laughing after hearing it, but everyone also knew in their hearts that this beggar gang leader was right, there are many people in Shaolin Temple, and there are many beggar gangs.

Master Yuantong glanced at the carefree man and said with a wry smile, "In fact, how can these trivial grievances and grievances affect your old joy and anger, with the qualifications and prestige of the old gang leader, why bother with these boring things?"

"Hmph," Xiaoyao Weng snorted heavily, his eyes wide open to the size of Rulingdang, like a child with negative energy, and retorted; "I don't care if I always call Huazi, I am afraid that you will cover the sky with one hand, and go to the house to reveal the tiles, fortunately, you are only the chief master of the Dharma Hall, if you are promoted to the temple in the future, the host or the head of the abbot, I don't know how arrogant and domineering? Okay, do you think that you Shaolin Xuewu is the first in the world? Come! Let the old Huazi understand your mastery." With that, he walked to the open space in the lawn field.

Master Yuantong's heart was originally arrogant, and he had been flattered and flattered everywhere over the years, and his eyes were even more empty-eyed, where he had been so reprimanded, his heart was already full of anger, and he couldn't bear it, and he also came to the lawn and open space in the field, and put his hands together and asked, "In this case, I will forgive the poor monk for being rude." ”

At this moment, the crowd was even more excited, these two people are the supreme and supreme everyone in the field, and this battle is unprecedentedly fierce and rare in a century.

The two martial arts masters, two feet apart, looked at each other calmly, but secretly their own internal strength in the exercise, Master Yuantong's monk robe has been agitated without wind, and the sound is fluttering, Shaolin Waijia reveals a unique style, majestic and full, to the ordinary same, maybe he has experienced too much in his life, and it is nothing to deal with Yuantong, but he is like a naughty child who wants to fight with people, and his expression is a little funny compared with his age.

"Wait—" A crisp shout sounded through the crowd, and a weak-crowned young man, dressed in white, stepped out of the crowd and came to the center of the lawn to stand between Master Yuantong and Xiaoyaoweng.

As soon as Tong Zhong saw the boy in white, he immediately clapped his hands and shouted, "I said that Nanxiu Gongzi will definitely come!"

The white-clothed boy raised his hand to the bronze bell in the middle of the scene to greet him, and then came to Xiaoyao Weng, clasped his fists and saluted, "The senior Wancheng Gang Master, how can you make a move casually, your old man only needs to make a notarization next to him." After speaking, he turned to Master Yuantong and said, "The master used the Shaolin faction to subdue everyone, wouldn't it be a contempt for the heroes of the world, you must know that the heroes of the world only respect it, not fear it." ”

Master Yuantong's old face changed sharply, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?" ”

The white-clothed boy bowed to him, and said to himself without being humble or arrogant, "Jian Nanhong, the last student of the rivers and lakes, is called 'Nanxiu'. The boy in white was Jian Nanhong, and after he reported his name, he nodded to Jiang Shuyuan on the side.

Nanxiu depicts the son of Feng, one of the four princes in the world, the heroes can't help but feel a commotion, and Master Yuantong can't help but gasp, he didn't expect that Nanxiu Gongzi, one of the four princes who have been rumored to be in the martial arts of the rivers and lakes, is so young and so gentle and beautiful.

It turned out that Jian Nanhong was accidentally smoked by the drug of Bliss Gate in the dense forest next to the Wind Pavilion last night in order to save the little brother in Tsing Yi, and when he fought with the five poisonous children, when he woke up leisurely, it was already close to the second half of the night, and he and the little brother in Tsing Yi were bound by the soft rope of the cow tendon and locked in a large empty room.

Jian Nanhong moved his limbs, trying to break the rope with his luck, but he felt that Nei Yuan was falling empty, and the hundred bones were soft and weak, he knew that he must have been stopped by some medicine in Jile Gate, turned around and looked at the little brother in Tsing Yi, under the dim light, he saw that his eyes were closed, as if he was asleep, and he couldn't help but shout in a low voice; "Little brother, little brother!"

The little brother in Tsing Yi slowly opened his eyes, it turned out that he was not asleep, just idle and recuperated, and under the light, he looked pale and weak.

"What do you have to do with the Gate of Paradise, how can you mess with them?" Jian Nanhong asked.

The little brother in Tsing Yi sighed and replied; There is no festival at all, let alone provoke them, but Childe you know that the brother likes the sunset of the Huifeng Pavilion and the sound of the wind around Lin Tao, these days every evening in the Huifeng Pavilion to enjoy the sunset, the day before yesterday I made an appointment with the son to drink and enjoy the sunset, listen to Lin Tao's voice, maybe the son did not come, yesterday at dusk, the brother still prepared the wine and food in the Huifeng Pavilion and waited for the child, the brother thought that yesterday the son you will definitely come, I didn't expect that the strange woman as soon as she saw the brother couldn't help but say, fiercely captured the brother, maybe the brother's appearance is very similar to her enemy's family, maybe the brother is unlucky, fate should be like this。 ”

"Just arrest people for no reason?" Jian Nanhong said indignantly, "Hey, these border people are really barbaric bastards. ”

The little brother in Tsing Yi looked at Jian Nanhong affectionately, and said guiltily, "It's all bad brothers, and Brother Feng is involved." His eyes were bright, shining in the dim light and in the night.

Jian Nanhong wanted to break the rope again, but in vain, he had to sigh and said helplessly, "I don't know what medicine they used to stop the two of us, I don't have any strength at all." ”

After a moment of silence, Jian Nanhong suddenly muttered to himself, "It feels like it's already the second half of the night, and it's about to dawn, it seems like it's the third day, yes, it's the third day-" Speaking of this, he suddenly became impatient, struggling desperately to break the rope.

"Brother Feng, what's wrong with you?" the little brother in Tsing Yi hurriedly asked.

Jian Nanhong gasped and replied, "The student originally made an appointment with Brother Jiang to go to Tianweimen today to avenge his ancestors, Tianweimen masters gathered, and there were many dangers, if the students didn't go, he would be alone, and he would be alone, and he would be unlucky." ”

"It's that sad big brother, his eyes are always full of tears, but he never drips easily, he must have had a hard time over the years, if you don't go, he is lonely and lonely, he must think of death, as a relief. The little brother in Tsing Yi was already choked up in his tone.

Jian Nanhong thought about it for a while, and said bitterly, "Yes, the little brother is right, in fact, he didn't have much chance of winning the trip to Tianweimen, and he had already held the belief of death, but he didn't reveal it, now thinking back to the scene when he met him, he was extremely emotional, it was a kind of attachment to survival......

The little brother in Tsing Yi had already rolled down tears, wept silently, and blamed himself sadly, "It's all my brother's fault, it has affected Brother Feng, and even hurt that sad brother! He doesn't deserve to die, he is so affectionate and righteous, what is the real reason?"

Jian Nanhong suddenly shouted, "Someone's coming!" The sound shook the night sky, and the aftermath echoed.

A boy in red and a boy in yellow rushed into the room when they heard the sound and shouted, "What's the name of the third watch in the middle of the night?"

"The students want to see your leading lady. Jian Nanhong shouted loudly.

"No, our golden snake lady is the person you want to see casually? If there is something to talk about tomorrow after dawn, it will make you suffer if you scream any more. The boy in yellow replied viciously.

Jian Nanhong still shouted loudly, "If you don't report it, you will scream even if you kill the students!"

At this time, the golden snake lady had quietly walked into the room, probably awakened by Jian Nanhong's shouting just now, and the two boys saw the master coming, and hurriedly bowed and retreated aside.

The Golden Snake Lady looked at Jian Nanhong and said softly, "The jade carving is really a natural grace, although she is a prisoner, she still has a proud demeanor. ”

Jian Nanhong's eyes stared fiercely at the Golden Snake Lady, and asked, "May I ask the lady, why did the two of us imprison the two of us here, and this little brother has never had a holiday with you, let alone offended you?"

The Golden Snake Lady glanced at the little brother in Tsing Yi, a trace of fierce resentment flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she explained leisurely, "Yes, we have neither a festival nor a collision, just because your little brother's appearance is too much like a negative person, no! It is exactly the same, you also know that a person's appearance sometimes brings luck and disaster to people for no reason, and this little brother and your white-clothed Yulang both belong to the latter." ”

Jian Nanhong shook his head indignantly, and said in a somewhat softened tone, "You want to harm the two students for no reason, the students don't care about you for the time being, the students only ask you to give the students a day, and then you can dispose of them at will." ”

The Golden Snake Lady smiled in surprise, "Let you go out for a day, you and I Golden Snake Lady is a three-year-old child, will you come back obediently?" You are just afraid that there will be no trace of the time, or bring a group of helpers, hum! Don't think about it anymore, not only have you two been drugged by this sect before, but you have also taken the 'Broken Soul Ying Holy Water' unique to this sect, and you can only be punished by this sect. ”

"Students are going to save someone, someone who doesn't deserve to die. Jian Nanhong was already disappointed, and her voice weakened significantly.

"You're going to die a miserable death yourself, and you're thinking about others. The Golden Snake Lady sneered.

"No!" Jian Nanhong twisted his body excitedly, and shouted loudly, "If he dies, those treacherous people who snatch people's wives and murder their teachers will only be even more rampant, and there is really no justice in this world." ”

The Golden Snake Lady smiled debaucherily and asked curiously, "Who is she? She must be very coquettish, and it is worth it for you to care about her even if you don't even care about your own life and death, and still worry about her, let's hear it." ”

Jian Nanhong knew that she had misunderstood him in her mouth, and couldn't help but reply angrily, "He is not the person you imagined, he is a dignified man, called Jiang Shuyuan, the people in the rivers and lakes call him 'sad prodigal', he is trapped by love, his beloved was taken away and framed, he will go alone to seek justice from the person who framed him, he knows that the other party is more powerful, and his martial arts are not as good as the other party, and he has put life and death aside, do you say you should go to help him......"

"Ah!" the golden snake lady exclaimed, she was actually excited, and asked in a trembling voice, "Could it be that it is the matter in the Tianwei Gate that the whole Luoyang City is in a lot of trouble now, saying that it is the sad hero who was abandoned by him and other women, but still loves his woman deeply, he is willing to wander for her all his life, and is willing to be heartbroken for her, what a rare infatuated Langjun......"

Jian Nanhong and the little brother in Tsing Yi looked at her in surprise at the same time, but they didn't expect that she also knew a little about the Central Plains martial arts figures.

The golden snake lady sank into a kind of confusion, and it took a long time to come back to her senses, and she turned her head and said, "Of course such a person should not die, and he should live better, for the sake of the sad hero's face, the two of you will be fine, this lady immediately let go of the two of you, give the two of you the holy water antidote, you rush to save him as soon as possible, you must save him." ”

In a desperate situation, the situation reversed, Jian Nanhong and the little brother in Tsing Yi both looked at each other excitedly, and smiled knowingly, the two of them did not expect that the treacherous and weird people of the Paradise Gate would immediately change their killing intentions and let them go after hearing the name of the sad prodigal son.

The golden snake lady raised her hand and was about to order the red-clothed and yellow-clothed boys to release her, but as soon as her eyes touched the face of the little brother in Tsing Yi, her relaxed expression suddenly became nervous again, and she instantly revealed her fierce face, stared at the little brother in Tsing Yi, and hissed through her teeth, "Qu Lang, if you have one of the ten layers of love and righteousness of the sad hero, it will not hurt this lady to have today, do you know how I have survived for more than ten years? You took everything from me, leaving me with sadness and pain, and a thorough hatred ......."

"Senior Golden Snake, he's not the one you accuse, he's just a teenager. Seeing the sudden change in the situation, Jian Nanhong was afraid that this perverse Miao Jiang woman would do something stupid, so she hurriedly explained.

The golden snake lady still stared at the little brother in Tsing Yi fiercely, her cheeks and the corners of her mouth couldn't help twitching, and she said coldly, "It's too similar, it's exactly the same, for the sake of the sad hero, spare your life, but this face must not be forgiven, so as not to harm people in the future." Speaking of this, she suddenly pulled out a sharp crescent short knife from her waist and raised it in the air, confiding words word by word, "This lady wants to destroy your face!"

"Golden Snake senior, stop!" Jian Nanhong was so anxious that he screamed desperately, struggling frantically.

The little brother in Tsing Yi saw that the barbarian woman was going to ruin his appearance, and he was so anxious that he shouted, "I didn't ask you to spare my life, you ruined my appearance, it is better to kill me with a knife, you hurt me for no reason, and one day you will get retribution." ”

"Dare to be hard-mouthed!" The golden snake lady couldn't help but say, stepped forward and stretched out her left arm and pressed the head of the little brother in Tsing Yi, and the sharp blade in her right hand followed, and the little brother in Tsing Yi resisted desperately.

In the struggle, the Golden Snake Lady grabbed the little brother in Tsing Yi's baotou green scarf, and unexpectedly rolled down from the scarf with black and shiny, dense hair like a waterfall, which was clearly a girl's unique beautiful hair.

The golden snake lady froze suddenly, and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Jian Nanhong also opened her eyes and mouth wide in surprise.

The expression on the face of the Golden Snake Lady changed drastically, but the murderous aura had been eliminated, and the crescent short knife in her hand was powerless to hold and fell to the ground, she snorted like a dream, "It turns out that you are a daughter, a woman dressed as a man, why didn't this lady think of it? There should be a huge black mole on the back of your neck, and there should also be a piece of red fox jade on your chest, with your name 'Qu Ling'er engraved on it." ”

She frantically pounced on it again, and exclaimed in a gaffe, "There is really a huge black mole on the back of the neck, no, there is also a piece of red fox jade on the chest, and the words 'Qu Ling'er are engraved on it, this red fox jade was made for you by this lady fifteen years ago, and this word was engraved by the enemy herself." She quickly picked up the crescent short knife from the ground and cut the rope behind the little brother in Tsing Yi who she called Qu Ling'er, hugged Qu Ling'er, and cried loudly, tears flowed, hoarse, crying, while counting, "Daughter, daughter, for fifteen years, my mother has been thinking about you all the time, and my mother's tears have dried up......"

Qu Ling'er struggled on the line of life and death just now, and now she was held in her arms again, and she felt a little vaguely separated from the world.

Although the golden snake lady was in tears, she had already broken into tears and smiled, she also cut the rope of Jian Nanhong, and immediately ordered the red-clothed and yellow-clothed boys, "The little princess has been found, hurry up and prepare the holy water antidote, prepare two rooms, a wooden basin and hot water, put more incense and pollen, and prepare a table of first-class banquets, and quickly call someone to serve the little princess and the little princess's guests." ”

After a while, a few Miao girls walked in and presented the holy hydrodote and a large cup of spirits, which turned out to be drunk with spirits to relieve quickly.

The change in this moment was hurried and rapid, Jian Nanhong was a little confused, and couldn't help but whisper to the little brother in Tsing Yi, "You are really a girl, you are really called Qu Ling'er, the golden snake lady is really your mother, so you also have half Miao Jiang blood?"

The little brother in Tsing Yi looked confused, and he was also confused, and replied vaguely, "My brother is indeed a daughter, and his name is indeed Qu Ling'er, I vaguely remember that when I was a child, I was fostered by my father to my father-in-law, as for whether this golden snake lady is my mother, I don't know, but I feel very comfortable and warm in her arms, and I have a long-lost sense of closeness...... I don't know what's going on......"

Jian Nanhong and Qu Ling'er took the holy water antidote and spirits, and were hugged by the girls and brought into their respective rooms, and after being soaked and bathed in the fragrant soup, Jian Nanhong suddenly felt refreshed, relaxed and comfortable, and the internal energy recovered as before, he came to the front hall, and saw that the big table in the front hall had already prepared a table of rich dishes and fruits, and the giant candles on the four walls were bright.

The golden snake lady is full of spring, as bright as the blooming camellia of southern Xinjiang, she is smiling and chanting and is busy Zhang Luo, she saw Jian Nanhong enter the hall, and hurriedly arranged him to sit on the seat next to him, and handed him a cup of hot Miao Jiang's unique flower tea, she is as gentle as a virtuous housewife at the moment.

Not long after, a jingle of beads and rings, a beautiful Miao girl Miss was pushed into the hall under the support of the maids, the young lady smiled like a flower, the glow was crimson, and with the jeweled Miao costumes, it looked more beautiful and moving, but she obviously did not adapt to the Miao costumes, and her two hands always wanted to cover the exposed belly, she was Qu Ling'er.

Jian Nanhong stepped forward, overwhelmed with surprise, and exclaimed in his mouth, "Little brother......

"Now that they have returned their daughter's clothes, what kind of little brother is yours?" the golden snake lady corrected with a busy smile.

Jian Nanhong looked at Qu Ling'er blankly, and couldn't help but remember that he had said to Qu Ling'er in the Huifeng Pavilion, "If you are a girl, the student will definitely chase you to the ends of the earth to marry you in this life." I didn't think she was really a girl, and I couldn't help but blush in embarrassment.

Qu Ling'er saw that his eyes were looking at her belly obsessively, and she blushed even more with shame, she stretched out her hand and hit Jian Nanhong, and said coquettishly;

Jian Nanhong came back to her senses and smiled embarrassedly, and the golden snake lady hurriedly beckoned him and Qu Ling'er to the table.

The three of them sat down, the dishes were colorful, and the cup was full of elixir, Jian Nanhong asked Qu Ling'er quietly, "Do you still have an impression of your mother?"

Qu Ling'er shook her head and replied; No, just in the dream there are some fragmentary faint memories, piecing it together into an imaginary perfect image, Xiaomei remembers that her adoptive father, that is, Xiaomei's stepfather, once told Xiaomei that Xiaomei is not his child, it is a friend of his who fostered him here, and there has been no news of that friend since then, so Xiaomei's mother is who the adoptive father does not know, and no one knows the mole on the back of Xiaomei's neck, but she knows, then she must be Xiaomei's mother, but Xiaomei's life experience must be bumpy, and her father must be sorry for her mother, and she will know later. ”

Jian Nanhong picked up the wine glass and stood up and saluted the golden snake lady, "The happiness of the world is nothing more than the reunion of relatives, and the happiness of the world is nothing more than the joy of family, senior, tonight is a good day for your mother and daughter to reunite, come! In order to bless your mother and daughter reunion, the student should make three glasses in a row!" After speaking, he poured himself a drink and drank three glasses of wine in one go.