Zhou Linglong was stunned for a moment and did not recognize Yi Xiaodao and the other three people. The three of them were in ragged clothes and had messy hair. It was normal for them not to be recognized. But when Zhou Linglong glanced at Li Dingxing's Star-Walling Bow, she immediately remembered their identities, especially Li Dingxing, whom Zhou Linglong hated deeply.
Zhou Linglong arrived suddenly, and the four of them were a little surprised. Yi Xiaodao immediately grabbed his Siqing Sword, but when he grabbed it in his hand, he found that there was only a scabbard left, but the Siqing Sword was missing. Li Dingxing glanced around. Not only was this ruined temple in disarray, but there was not a single thing that could be used, not even a wooden branch to serve as an arrow...
Zhou Linglong's arm was broken by Na Feng's stick. Now he couldn't use any strength and could only hang by his side. A discerning person could tell at a glance that the arm was broken.
"Hey, little brother, did you take my sword? Where did you put it?" Yi Xiaodao quietly asked in a low voice behind the pony-tailed boy.
The pony-tailed boy shook his head slightly: "I didn't touch your things."
Zhou Linglong was already in the Breathing Realm, and her ears were naturally good. When she heard Yi Xiaodao's words, she smiled slightly and rushed over. Pressing Li Dingxing's forehead with one hand, she wanted to beat Li Dingxing's head to pieces with her own hands to satisfy her hatred.
Yi Xiaodao ignored the Siqing Sword, held the scabbard with both hands and stood in front of Li Dingxing, and used the scabbard to catch Zhou Linglong's claw.
Zhou Linglong raised her foot and kicked Yi Xiaodao directly in the forehead. Yi Xiaodao loosened his hands, threw away the scabbard, closed his eyes and ran towards Zhou Linglong's arms.
"Hey...you!" Li Dingxing was extremely weak at this time, and he couldn't stop Zhou Linglong with his strength. Moreover, his position was not in the center, but slightly to the left, and he could only hold the end of the scabbard. Zhou Linglong actually held the middle end of the scabbard. Yi Xiaodao's move was tantamount to giving Zhou Linglong his only weapon, the scabbard, with both hands.
The pony-tailed boy dodged to Li Dingxing's side and reached out to grab the other end of the scabbard. The two of them, one on each side, finally resisted Zhou Linglong's advance.
On Zhou Linglong's side, she held the scabbard in her hand. She thought she would have a wrestling match with Yi Xiaodao, but when she was about to exert her strength, she let go of her hand and saw that the scabbard had been replaced. Li Dingxing and the pony-tailed boy took the scabbard. Zhou Linglong instinctively had a bad premonition. Yi Xiaodao had been knocked into her arms from under her body...
"Bang!"
Zhou Linglong was unprepared and was hit firmly in the chest by Yi Xiaodao, sending her whole body flying backwards.
"Hey, it's quite soft." Yi Xiaodao recalled the touch just now and grinned.
As soon as Zhou Linglong landed on the ground, she immediately stood up like a carp. Seeing Yi Xiaodao's mean smile, she felt disgusted in her heart. He rushed forward in two steps, raised his foot and kicked Yi Xiaodao in the chest. Along with Li Dingxing and the pony-tailed boy behind him, the three of them were knocked into the wall.
"This bastard is here to stay!" Zhou Linglong didn't stop. She kicked her foot, trampling the broken bricks and stones on the ground into powder, and used her strength to pounce towards Yi Xiaodao.
Yi Xiaodao had no way to retreat, and in a hurry, he summoned the fire energy in his palms and swatted at Zhou Linglong.
Zhou Linglong slapped Yi Xiaodao's palm away with one hand, and grabbed his throat: "What other tricks are there? Use them all! It's as easy as squeezing you to death for me to kill an insect!"
Li Dingxing and the pony-tailed boy got up and wanted to help, but Zhou Linglong kicked them away. They were so painful that they couldn't stand upright.
Yi Xiaodao still wanted to use his firepower, but Zhou Linglong noticed it and hit Yi Xiaodao's pubic area with a knee: "Is that all you have? Do you have more?"
Only then did Yi Xiaodao realize that the internal energy and fire energy he relied on were not worth mentioning in front of Zhou Linglong who was in the Breathing Realm. They were all suppressed in his body, and he could not move them at all now.
Zhou Linglong's hand became harder and harder, and Yi Xiaodao's eyes slowly rolled up, revealing large whites of his eyes, and he was about to die.
…
"Son, you made it easy to find a father..." Fang Deng sighed, looking at Fang Qianlong who was wearing rough clothes but much stronger, and he didn't know whether he was happy or sad.
Fang Qianlong smiled heartily: "Dad, am I not doing well?"
"Yes, good. You are stronger than before. Go home with dad. You have suffered a lot in the past few years. Go home and ask your mother to cook delicious food for you!" Fang Deng no longer had the calmness and shrewdness he had in Wancheng. The sparse white hair on his head and his stooped back simply cannot connect him with the wealthy businessman in Wucheng back then.
Fang Qianlong looked at his father, feeling sad in his heart. He held Fang Deng's hand and said, "Dad, I can't go home. I am now the temporary leader of the Beggar Gang. What will happen to such a large group of people if I leave? "
Fang Deng pulled Fang Qianlong and said in a low voice: "Son, what a beggar gang leader, they are just a bunch of beggars. Don't worry about it. If you leave, they will naturally choose another gang leader. Why do you bother to ask for help? Your mother is at home. You've been crying all day, why don't you go back and see her?"
"When I finish the matter here, I will definitely go back to see you!" Fang Qianlong was no longer as weak as before. He said a short sentence with a calm but firm tone.
Fang Deng looked at Fang Qianlong, but neither of them noticed that Fang Qianlong was tall now, and Fang Deng, who was originally burly, now needed to look up slightly.
"Okay, you have had no opinion since you were a child, and you just follow what others say. Your mother and I were worried that you would suffer a lot when you grow up because of your soft temper. Now you're fine, I'm very happy to see you as a father. Go ahead, dad won't stop you. You." Fang Deng slowly let go of Fang Qianlong's hand and swallowed his endless words.
Fang Qianlong summoned the disciples of the Beggar Clan and settled Fang Deng. He then summoned a group of elders to discuss: "Elders, what are you going to do now?"
"We definitely can't go to the Chuxiang camp. We ran away in the middle of the battle. Now they won't treat us as human beings when they go back." An elder said first.
Another elder took over and retorted: "Chu Xiang can't go, let alone the imperial court. We have killed so many soldiers and horses of the imperial court. Now when we go to the imperial court, we have to behead them on the spot?"
As soon as the two elders finished speaking, the other elders all started talking in a flurry of words, all eager to make the other party listen to their own ideas.
Fang Qianlong listened for a long time. The reasons why both sides could go and the reasons why they couldn't go were roughly the same: they both believed that the side they wanted to join would win and were afraid of being settled by the other side.
"Why must we succumb to others?" Fang Qianlong said softly: "There are so many of us in the Beggar Gang, but we always want to rely on begging. Once we become attached to any party, we lose the right to speak, which is equivalent to putting our lives on the line. If you have it in other people's hands, are you still willing to live a life of being looked down upon by others?"
All the elders bowed their heads and stopped talking. Either because of their background, laziness, or luck, they had no choice but to become beggars. He had little money to eat, and he was always being beaten and driven away. His life was extremely difficult.
One of the elders said with a grimace: "That...little...gang leader, we are all beggars. It's already good to be alive...what else can beggars do?"
"Beggars? Beggars are very capable! Before Wu Dinggong was granted the title, when he was in Wancheng, he was just an ordinary little beggar. When he was in the capital, he once got into an argument with His Majesty for some unknown reason, and Wu Dinggong punched him I broke a stone table and did not submit to His Majesty.”
"If we still dare to be so presumptuous in front of His Majesty, are we really so unbearable and inferior to others?" Fang Qianlong raised his voice.
All the elders looked around, and among them, the oldest elder said slowly: "Then we will follow the gang leader's words, but I don't know what the gang's idea is."
Fang Qianlong glanced at it and said: "Really speaking, against the imperial troops, this alone is enough for our Beggar Gang to disband. The top priority is to help the imperial court defeat Ge Cifeng."
"Isn't it true that the leader of the gang still surrenders to the imperial troops?" An elder muttered dissatisfiedly.
"We, the beggar gang, don't listen to orders or announcements, don't receive royal salary, and don't eat court food. How can we be called surrendering to the imperial court? Now Chu Xiang and the imperial court are fighting, and the strong men have been pulled to the front line. The rear is in ruins, and the people are in poverty. We are now helping the court to pacify Chu and Xiang, wouldn't it be good to make up for our mistakes?" Fang Qianlong said patiently.
The oldest elder finally passed by and said: "We will do whatever the gang leader says. But...even if we really help the court to pacify Chu Xiang, can we make up for it? The official word is two-syllable..."
"Yes..." Fang Qianlong thought of Yi Xiaodao and agreed.
…
Just when Yi Xiaodao was about to be strangled to death by Zhou Linglong, a person outside the wall punched through the temple wall, grabbed Zhou Linglong, and pulled her out suddenly. Zhou Linglong was still unprepared. She was dragged into the wall, and the wall of the ruined temple was smashed into pieces. Zhou Linglong was grabbed, smashed through the wall, and dragged out of the ruined temple.
Zhou Linglong's hand unconsciously let go, and Yi Xiaodao fell to the ground, breathing heavily.
"Ah! Who is that!" Zhou Linglong followed the hand that grabbed her, jumped over and kicked her feet together, then kicked the person away and landed calmly.
Fang Qianlong patted the dirty patched clothes on his body, folded his arms and looked at Zhou Linglong: "Beggars."
"Hmph, it's just you..." Zhou Linglong had noticed the other party's realm, but she didn't take it seriously. But when she raised her head, she was dumbfounded.
In all directions, there were circles and circles of Beggar Clan disciples. Without exception, everyone was wearing coarse patchwork clothes and muddy open-toed shoes. Even the female disciples of the Beggar Clan don't have much more clothes than the men.
Thousands of beggars gathered together, and everyone was staring at Zhou Linglong in the center of the field.
"Of course it's not me, it's the Beggars Gang." Fang Qianlong's tone was still calm. As soon as he finished speaking, all the Beggar Clan disciples rushed forward and submerged the one-armed Zhou Linglong. Although one or two disciples were occasionally knocked out, Fang Qianlong managed to catch them without being too seriously injured.
Soon, the movement of the one-armed Zhou Linglong subsided and she was submerged in the sea of people from the Beggar Clan...
