Huang Qiong's sudden appearance and neat skills made the Taoist nun wrinkle her small and pretty eyebrows. The veil on her face was calm and said: "A disciple, everyone can be taught a lesson. Who cares whether he knows martial arts or not?" ? Judging from your tone, you and him are still brothers. Don’t you and your brother deserve to be taught a lesson if you run wild regardless of the safety of pedestrians? "
"It seems that you and him are the same. Since you are also a martial arts practitioner, let's compete today to see if we have the qualifications to teach him a lesson." Although this girl's voice is as special as an oriole's. Crisp and nice. But this behavior is somewhat unreasonable.
Huang Qiong didn't give Huang Qiong a chance to tell the difference after he finished speaking, and he struck directly with a palm. Seeing the palm struck by this girl, there was a faint palm wind. Huang Qiong immediately understood that he had encountered a tough situation today. Although this girl is young, her skills are definitely not much worse than her own. At least this internal strength is still above Chen Yao's.
Thinking of this, Huang Qiong didn't care about anything else, and quickly used the palm technique taught by her mother to deal with it with concentration. It's just that while Huang Qiong was trying his best to deal with the palm skills of this extremely skilled Taoist nun, he also had to listen to all directions to prevent other people, or more assassins, from appearing.
There are two people here, fighting each other with fists and kicks, and it's a very enjoyable fight. Fortunately, this official road is relatively quiet and there are fewer people coming and going, so the competition between the two people did not scare too many people. However, although no one else was frightened, King Yong, who suddenly became an outsider after being rescued by Huang Qiong, watched the two people compete in stunned silence.
What puzzled King Yong was not this Taoist nun, but where she came from. But isn't my ninth brother just a scholar? How could he have such high skill? The guards in his house were like a bunch of jugglers compared to his ninth brother.
Although he does not practice martial arts, King Yong, who not only has guards around him, but also likes to interact with people who practice martial arts, does not know anything about martial arts. Although we still don’t know how skilled Huang Qiong is. But in the eyes of King Yong at this time, the original impression of himself as the ninth brother had been completely overturned.
King Yong was here and his wife was dumbfounded, but Huang Qiong didn't pay attention to what he was thinking. I still don’t know what the identity of this Taoist nun is. Especially this Taoist nun, although her martial arts is far from the level of a first-rate master, her lightness kung fu is absolutely top-notch.
Huang Qiong, who was worried that the Taoist nun would have more accomplices, could not care less that the person in front of him was a girl after fighting for a long time. The palms used are more powerful than the last. The wind in the palm made the Taoist robe on the woman's body and the weeds around the two people roar loudly.
As for the Taoist nun who was a little careless before, when she discovered that the person in front of her was actually far superior to her in skill, she put away her earlier contempt and responded with all her strength. Although he did not dare to confront Huang Qiong head-on, he used Qinggong to fight Huang Qiongyou. The two figures fought faster and faster, even reaching King Yong who was watching the battle on the side. Apart from being frightened, I was still a little overwhelmed.
Although Huang Qiong was almost killed in the previous assassination, Huang Qiong was tempered by actual combat and became more confident with each passing day. The palm technique is combined with the continuous kicking of the lower body, and the more powerful the kick becomes. Although the opponent on the opposite side has a palm technique that is both fictitious and real, which makes people somewhat confused.
But Huang Qiong simply ignored whether this person's move was false or real. Taking advantage of his own internal strength over this woman, he simply came and defeated a thousand troops with one force. No matter how many feints you make, I will take them with one move. And as long as this move is hit, even if you don't die, your muscles and bones will be broken.
As for the Taoist nun, facing Huang Qiong's approach of letting you come in any direction, I just had to go straight and go all the way. It became increasingly difficult to deal with it, and the veil covering his face had already been blown away by the wind of Huang Qiong's palm, revealing a bright and charming little face. The Taoist robe on his body was gradually getting wet with sweat.
The two people on the field had changed their movements at this time. They were playing faster and faster, and the rhythm gradually slowed down. It's just that Huang Qiong, who has firmly gained the advantage, is getting easier and easier now. As for the Taoist nun, her movements became more and more messy, and she was obviously finding it increasingly difficult to cope. Just relying on willpower, I still managed to persevere.
Just when Huang Qiong, who had already gained the upper hand, struck the Taoist nun's shoulder with a palm, preparing to completely seal the victory and end the fight. King Yong, who had been watching the battle on the side, looked more and more familiar to the Taoist nun, but suddenly pointed at the Taoist nun and shouted: "Hey, isn't this fierce Taoist nun Yuan Baoer?"
"Damn, when did you crazy girl come back? I haven't seen you for so many years, and you are still so fierce. Lao Jiu, stop it, this is a misunderstanding, you must not hurt this girl. Otherwise, If she goes to the old man and complains, we will both be in trouble."
Hearing King Yong's cry, Huang Qiong knew that there might be some misunderstanding about this matter. Not wanting to hurt the innocent, he quickly changed his moves when his internal strength could no longer be recovered, and turned the palm that was cutting across the woman's shoulder to the other side. After forcibly cutting a large tree as thick as a bowl in half, he jumped back a few feet.
Although Huang Qiong's palm could not be said to have used all his strength, it also used up his internal strength. If Yong Wang shouted for a moment, as long as this woman received this palm, half of her shoulders would be shattered by his internal power. Seeing Huang Qiong casually chop down a big tree as big as a bowl, he almost frightened King Yong so much that he wet his pants. Looking at the remaining half of the stump, I couldn't catch my breath for a long time.
As for the Taoist nun opposite, Huang Qiong stopped her hand. Seeing the half of the big tree in front of me, I couldn't help but feel a little scared, and I didn't dare to step forward. As a martial arts practitioner, she knew that if this palm actually struck her, at least one of her shoulders would be crippled. Who is this person, and how can he have such power at such a young age?
After Huang Qiong stopped his hand, he stood with his hands behind his back in a calm manner. She was panting now and knew that her skills were not as good as others, so naturally she would not take the initiative to provoke him again. Only King Yong who reacted looked at Huang Qiong strangely, walked up to the Taoist nun, pointed at his nose and said: "I said Yuan Baoer, I haven't seen you for more than ten years, why don't I recognize your seventh brother? "
The Taoist nun, when she heard King Yong mention her name, looked at King Yong carefully in front of her with some doubts. After a long while, he said: "Are you the Seven Leprechaun from the Emperor's uncle's family? We haven't seen each other for so many years, how come you still haven't made any progress and are still such a bastard? Also, who is this person?"
"Don't tell me, these are the guards around you. Those idiots don't have such great abilities. Even if they did, the emperor would not be willing to send such people as your guards. If you don't tell me the truth, tomorrow I will go into the palace and tell the emperor uncle what happened to you today. Look at the emperor uncle, what will you do if you don’t break you?"
The sentence "Qi Lezi" made two people who hadn't seen each other for more than ten years instantly become familiar with each other again. However, King Yong felt a little embarrassed when the beauty in front of him mentioned some unpleasant nicknames he had in the past, coupled with such an obvious threat. But after all, he is a very thick-skinned person. Faced with other people's teasing, King Yong laughed out loud in embarrassment and tried to cover it up.
Turning around, he dragged Huang Qiong to Yuan Baoer and said with a wry smile: "This is really a flood that has washed away the Dragon King Temple. The whole family no longer knows each other. Let me introduce to you, this crazy girl is the former Qintian Supervisor Yuan Zhizheng Yuan Your beloved daughter, Miss Yuan, whose maiden name is Yuan Weining and whose nickname is Yuan Baoer."
"Her family is a Taoist priest, and this girl has always liked to play tricks since she was a child. She always wears a Taoist robe to eat and drink everywhere. So don't be surprised when you see her wearing a Taoist robe. If she didn't wear a Taoist robe that day, what would you do? You need to worry a little bit. Because when she is pretending to be a lady, it is usually when she is acting up."
After that, he pointed to Huang Qiong beside him and said: "This is my ninth brother Huang Qiong. Because of his special status, he just left the palace a few days ago. Now he has been named the King of England by the old man. You have never seen him before. That’s why we have these misunderstandings. You crazy girl, you didn’t say a word when you came back, and when you came up, you gave your seventh brother such a big meeting gift.”
Huang Qiong, who was not familiar with Miss Yuan Weining and Yuan Yuan, bowed her hand obligingly, which was considered a courtesy. However, from King Yong's somewhat exaggerated introduction, and the fact that Miss Yuan, who obviously had a bad temper, did not get angry at all, he could tell that the relationship between the two was really good.
Miss Yuan, who was opposite her, obviously disliked Huang Qiong. Regarding the introduction of King Yong, he also gave a hasty Taoist one-handed salute, which was regarded as a greeting. The behavior between the two people made King Yong feel helpless. King Yong, who knew the two people's personalities, was very wise and did not try to persuade them.
Instead, he turned to Yuan Bao'er and said, "You crazy girl, didn't you hear that your father sent you back to your hometown? When did you come back? I didn't even say hello in advance. So that those guys in the capital could be surprised. , Find a place to hide. If you come back without saying hello, I don’t know how many people in this capital will be in trouble."
Hearing King Yong call her a crazy girl, Miss Yuan rolled her eyes and said: "Qi Lezi, are your skin itchy again? Let me tell you, friendship is friendship, you are calling me a crazy girl, don't talk about being anxious. I really beat you. I couldn’t beat him, so why can’t I beat you? Don’t forget, that bear thing cried when I beat him?”
"Yes, I really can't beat you when it comes to bickering. But I wasn't the one who was beaten to tears by you back then. It seemed to be the sixth bastard you called Liu. Don't worry, you won't see me when you return to the capital this time. When it comes to him, he already died last year." Hearing this girl mention the somewhat embarrassing past, King Yong could only helplessly shake his head.
Hearing the words of King Yong, the six bastards were defeated. Although this girl had a pair of beautiful big eyes, the words coming out of her mouth were very out of tune: "Hey, that guy was defeated. What a pity. Now, I plan to beat him up a few times when I return to the capital this time. I haven’t seen him in these years, and I don’t know if he has become more of a bastard now.”
Thinking of what happened back then, even a thick-skinned person like King Yong smiled bitterly and said, "You are still so sinister with your mouth. I don't know if you have become more of a bastard after the confederation. But before the confederation, This guy's habits are quite old and tough. By the way, you haven't told me when you came back."
