Chapter Twenty-Three: The Twelve Horsemen

"You mean the Yellow River Twelve Horsemen?"

"Yes, at that time, the disciples were startled by the sound of fighting, and when they came to take a look, several of the guards of the winery were beaten, and twelve of them threatened the old owner of the winery with great vigour. Although the disciples of the www.biquge.info of the Yellow River have never seen the twelve horsemen of the Yellow River, they also know that Xu Que, the head of the twelve horsemen of the Yellow River, has a black iron broadsword, a tall body, and a slender scar from the eyebrows to the jaw......"

The 12 horsemen of the Yellow River are active on the edge of the Yellow River, living by water, and their strength is not bad, neither good nor evil.

Yue Buqun has walked the rivers and lakes for many years, but the world is so big, which person can read it all, for the Yellow River Twelve Horses, he has only heard of its name, has never been around, and does not know deeply.

However, a gang that was born on the Yellow River traveled thousands of miles to Laojiu County, and it seemed unreasonable to get along with the old owner. Qingye Winery is not a person in the rivers and lakes, and only has a little contact with the people in the rivers and lakes when the wine tasting is held, and it is a good fate, so it will not have a grudge with the twelve horsemen of the Yellow River.

"Why are they here?" asked Yue Buqun.

Ling Hu Chong scratched his head: "The disciple also doesn't know, that Xu Que said that he wanted to borrow the treasure of the town, but the old owner refused, so he threatened that if he didn't give face to the twelve horsemen of the Yellow River, he would slaughter more than 50 people in the winery." It's just that the disciple thought that the reputation of the Twelve Horsemen of the Yellow River was not bad before, and there must be other reasons why they didn't have such a posture of being a killer if they didn't agree with each other in order to grab a jar of wine. ”

Although he was facing Xu Que with the long sword to help the old farmer, he didn't know the specific situation inside. But the old owner was innocently affected, and the twelve horsemen of the Yellow River were bullying, which were indisputable facts, and since he saw it, he had no reason to ignore it. Although Ling Hu Chong is not restrained, he also understands the responsibility of the right way in the rivers and lakes.

Yue Buqun looked at the old farmer, and saw that the old owner was also at a loss, he was just a winemaker and businessman, how could he offend the people of the rivers and lakes.

"I happen to know a thing or two about this matter. Li Qiufeng is the most calm person here, Ling Hu Chong is still calm when he speaks, but looking at the unconscious movements of his hands and feet, it can be seen that he is not at peace in his heart, and he is undoubtedly worried about Yilin's safety. Liu Mingyue had no sadness or joy on her face, she couldn't see any thoughts, and the city government was not shallow. Only Liao Shuiqian on the side was so anxious that she stomped her feet, knowing that her martial arts were low, she couldn't do anything, and she could only rely on others to save Yilin, so she didn't make a noise to disturb their conversation.

Taking in everything, Li Qiufeng said slowly: "Last month, the twelve horsemen of the Yellow River made a deal, but they accidentally offended Jin Yulou and were killed. ”

Yue Buqun's eyes drooped, Jin Yulou is a chamber of commerce that dominates the north of the Yellow River, and it is not a pure Jianghu organization, but its strength is not underestimated by any Jianghu sect. In these years, if you want to do business and do big business, you are either involved with the Jianghu Gate faction and have their protection, or you have colluded with the government.

Jin Yulou has never heard of any gate faction to befriend, and has nothing to do with the imperial court, and when it did not rise, it was targeted by many green forests.

Now Jinyulou is getting bigger and bigger, and there is no opponent north of the Yellow River, and the green forests that are against it have all been uprooted. It can be seen that Jin Yulou is not only a chamber of commerce, but also has its own Jianghu forces, and its strength is not inferior to any major sect.

And such a big force, but no one can find a trace in the rivers and lakes, like a ghost, when a guy with a short eye touches Jin Yulou, he will appear and quietly erase it.

In previous years, there were even many people who doubted the existence of the mysterious organization, and it was not until a survivor passed out the words 'Drizzle Pavilion' that its existence was confirmed. Jin Yulou is a giant ship that swallows gold, and the Drizzle Pavilion is the power of the rivers and lakes that escorts it.

The matter of the Drizzle Pavilion is only known to a few top figures in the rivers and lakes, but Ling Hu Chong is not clear: "Offended Jin Yulou, why did you come to Qingye Winery to play tricks?"

"Another month will be the 60th birthday of Mr. Qiu, the hero of the rivers and lakes, and Mr. Qiu has some friendship with Jin Yulou, and the Yellow River Twelve Horsemen are a roundabout idea. Mr. Qiu is a well-known hero in the rivers and lakes, indifferent to fame and fortune, but only a good sip of wine. If the twelve horsemen of the Yellow River can grab these 300-year-old flower carvings, as a congratulatory gift, it is also very possible, please ask Mr. Qiu to come forward to intercede. Although Li Qiufeng called Mr. Qiu a hero, his tone did not have any respect.

Ling Hu Chong heard that Mr. Qiu was indifferent to fame and fortune, but only good wine, and couldn't help but feel like a confidant.

However, when I heard the latter words, I felt a trace of discomfort in my heart.

Yue Buqun saw the confusion in Ling Hu Chong's eyes, and said lightly: "I don't know right from wrong, only by righteousness, but depending on my preferences, this heroic word can be used, but he is not worthy of this chivalrous word!"

Ling Hu Chong silently recited it a few times, and couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat, his master's words were used to evaluate Mr. Qiu, and he was not mentioning him. He is free and easy by nature, and he is not tolerant of too many rules, if he allows his temperament to develop, this Mr. Qiu is not a future him.

Receiving the signal from Yue Buqun's eyes, Ling Hu Chong calmed down and continued: "At that moment, the disciple stood up and revealed his identity, that Xu Que had some scruples about my Huashan faction, but he refused to retreat. Now that I think about it, I can understand that the matter of taking away wine is related to their lives, and it is naturally not so easy to give up. Seeing that the situation was critical, the disciple proposed a gambling fight with him, and the loser retreated. ”

The result of the gambling battle is completely predictable, Xu Que has been famous for many years, and his cultivation is not weak in martial arts, and he has experienced a hundred battles, and he can be regarded as a first-class person. It's just that there is still a gap between its internal strength and martial arts background compared to those of them, otherwise Ling Hu Chong would not be able to hold up a few moves at all.

"The twelve horsemen of the Yellow River really live up to their reputation, and the disciple only supported more than 20 moves under his hands, and was injured by it. When he was about to lose, he found that for some reason, his movements became slow, and his eyes looked around, as if he was afraid of someone. The disciple fought with him for thirteen more moves, and Xu Que suddenly fell into a trance and was injured by the disciple in his left hand. ”

Hearing this, Yue Buqun's eyes fell on the remnant of the blood knife that he picked up: "There should be a master present." ”

Ling Hu Chong's face was strange: "Xu Que also thinks so, he said: I don't know that there are masters here to protect him, Xu Que is reckless." After speaking, he simply led the remaining eleven people to leave. ”

Yue Buqun frowned slightly, what did Ling Hu Chong mean, is there no master?

"Actually, it's not wrong to say that you are a master. Ling Hu Chong thought about it, pressed his hand and said: "It's just that his age is too young, it's only thirteen years old, so tall ......" Speaking of this, Ling Hu Chong said awkwardly: "If you don't know someone, it's okay to say that you are a master, but ......" He saw such a master, watering grass with wine! It was completely a naughty little girl! and she looked like a little fairy.

Seeing Ling Hu Chong's entangled face, Yue Buqun said: "How can you judge people by appearance, there are many capable people in the rivers and lakes, and they are born with strange appearances, which is not unusual." "He is well-informed, and it is not unheard of that some people who are born short and look like young children when they become adults. Ling Hu Chong is disrespectful to the master like this, if this master is present and has a strange temper, it will not end well.

"Master, Yi Lin is not born with an abnormality, she is a disciple of Master Dingyi of the Hengshan Sect, and she has only turned thirteen years old this year. Although this matter is amazing, but Ling Hu Chong is that kind of person, surprised, and only a few shocks passed, and then he accepted the fact that Yilin is a big master, but he didn't struggle with Yilin's age, but he had such skills.

Yi Lin, a disciple of Master Dingyi, was thirteen years old...... Yue Buqun shook his head, even if he started practicing martial arts from his mother's womb, it would be impossible for him to reach such a height at the age of thirteen.

A more reasonable explanation is that there is a master standing behind Yilin, who doesn't want to show his face, and just acts in the name of Yilin.

Yue Buqun pointed to the remnant blade of the blood knife: "Who cut off this knife?" Shooting in front of the Demon Sect Tiger Elder and the nine blood sons, no matter how strong this master's martial arts were, it was impossible to cut off the blood knife without showing up. If this master was really unfathomably powerful, how could he let Yilin be taken away by the people of the Demon Sect.