The people at the next table were breathing rapidly and involuntarily grasped their weapons. Looking at Ye Long who was calm and composed not far away, their eyes were filled with fear.
"Brother Wu, I'll offer you another bowl." Ye Long poured a bowl of wine, grinned at Wu Gui, and drank it all in one gulp.
Huang Rong took it for granted. If her adoptive father did not have such strength, would he still be the master of martial arts, Dragon Master?
But Ye Long's hand kept hugging her, making her a little uncomfortable.
Wu Gui licked his lips, sweat appeared on his palms, and his back was wet with sweat. He was at a loss and frightened.
At that moment, he felt the threat of death, and death passed him by.
Why did two of his bodyguards die? This is a first-rate master. He didn't even draw his sword before he was wiped across his neck.
The key problem is that he is also a first-rate master, but he didn't see how Long San made his move.
"Don't move. If you struggle now, others will think that you are not my wife." Seeing Huang Rong twisting her delicate body, Ye Long tried to break away from his big hand and secretly sent a message to Huang Rong.
"Father... don't move your hands." Huang Rong stretched out her hand and grabbed Ye Long's big hand, her mouth was coquettish, but she didn't struggle anymore.
The adoptive father was right. They both had special identities. They were far away from home and headed to Hailong Island alone. If their identities were discovered, they would have to escape all the way back! After all, this is Manchu territory.
After all, her status is quite special. She belongs to the Southern Song Dynasty court. If she can detain her, she can at least get a lot of gold and silver jewelry. In the current situation in the Southern Song Dynasty, if Manqing really detains her, the Southern Song Dynasty will really compromise in order to save her, because the Southern Song Dynasty needs her as the leader of the Southern Beggar Clan.
"I'm checking your body and helping you transfer some internal energy." Ye Long said calmly.
Huang Rong rolled her eyes fiercely, feeling ashamed and angry, but she couldn't make any obvious struggle.
All in all, she felt so awkward.
Being held by his adoptive father...it doesn't really matter, just think of it as being held by his father.
Huang Rong gave herself a reason to feel at ease.
Especially the warm internal energy running in her body made her feel a little comfortable. During this time, she seemed to have become accustomed to the internal energy flowing in her body and the feeling of comfort that made her whole body feel comfortable.
"Who is your Excellency?" Wu Gui stared at Ye Long with a cautious look on his face. His right hand had already touched his waist. In his waist, he hid his big killer weapon. To deal with a master like Ye Long, he could only Use the big killer to win.
"Didn't we introduce you just now? Long San." Ye Long said expressionlessly. He didn't care at all about Wu Gui's actions.
Wu Gui frowned. This young man was so strong that it was impossible for him not to have any reputation in the world.
Although he looks ordinary, he is calm and calm in times of crisis, and his attacks are ruthless and ruthless.
However, I have never heard of this person named Long San.
Because Wu Gui had a huge influence in the Qing Dynasty and had many spies, he never thought that Ye Long was from another kingdom.
"You'd better not move around, otherwise you will be the one who dies next. If you die, those people will take the land of Chuqing Yungui back. Madam, your face is cold. Eat quickly. We are done. We still have to go on our way." Ye Long released his arm holding Huang Rong, pointed to the people at the next table, then picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of noodles.
"Hmm...the taste is just so-so."
Huang Rong rolled her eyes at Ye Long and could only follow Ye Long's wishes, pick up the chopsticks and start eating noodles.
Wu Gui and those at the next table were no longer calm.
The man who called himself Long San saw through their identities.
"Do it!" A man in a cloak at the next table shouted softly. He took the lead and rushed towards Wu Gui with a sharp sword in hand.
The sharp sword stabbed Wu Guibi at a tricky angle.
Wu Gui's face changed slightly, he quickly drew out the sword from his waist, and swung the sword away from the man's hand.
Before he could react, a shaking man, as fierce as a lion, hit him with his fist.
Wu Gui twisted his body and narrowly escaped this terrifying punch.
He waved the sword in his hand and slashed across it, directly forcing the uncle and the cloaked man back.
"Wu Lishen, the shaking lion, if I guess correctly, you must be the little bastard left behind by the Mu family." Wu Gui looked at the uncle and the cloaked man with a gloomy face.
"Wu Sangui, I'm going to kill you today!" An angry shout came, and another old man rushed into the battlefield.
But before he could rush to Wu Sangui, a noodle came towards him and was thrown directly in his face.
How strong can a noodle be? It's so soft that it will break if you pull it lightly.
But it was this soft-looking noodle that, after being thrown on the old man's face, left a bright red mark on his face.
The old man fell down with his head backwards as if he had been slapped.
"Master!" A sweet shout came, and a woman disguised as a man hurriedly ran to the old man and helped him up.
"Master, are you okay?" the woman disguised as a man asked worriedly.
"Such a strong internal force, this person...can't be offended." The old man took a deep breath and took off the noodles from his face. A trace of the noodles thrown out stretched from the center of his eyebrows to the bottom of his mouth.
The old man was very shocked. If this man hadn't been merciful, he would have lost his life just like the two people just now.
This is meeting a master.
He was not the only one who was shocked, everyone present was shocked. They clutched the weapons in their hands tightly, for fear that Ye Long would rush up and knock them all away.
The innkeeper and the waiter were so frightened that they hid in the room, hugging each other and trembling.
Under normal circumstances, when people in the world have conflicts in places like inns and inns, the shopkeeper and waiter will not be involved.
Because people in the world can be said to be at home all over the world. When traveling in the world, they need inns and inns wherever they go. If every time a dispute occurs, the shopkeeper is killed...who would dare to open a shop in this wilderness to make a fortune.
However, there are also very few evil people who will mercilessly take away the lives of shopkeepers and waiters, so they are very afraid.
But in order to survive, they have no choice but to live on the edge of a knife.
"If you want to fight, move to another place. Don't delay my wife's eating of noodles." Ye Long's calm voice came, but it exploded like thunder, causing Wu Gui and others to stop their next actions.
A smile appeared on the corner of Huang Rong's mouth. It turned out that being cared for by someone would be so sweet.
When I was a child, I never enjoyed my father's love. Even after marrying Guo Jing, Guo Jing never fought with others because he was afraid of delaying his eating of noodles!
"I won't eat." Huang Rong put down her chopsticks and her beautiful eyes fell on Ye Long's plain face.
If those eyes hadn't betrayed him, she wouldn't have thought that this man was her adoptive father, an old man who was over a hundred years old.
The plain face, under those strange eyes, is also so charming, coupled with a harmless smile, which still smells like plum blossoms, making women unable to help but be fascinated.
"I don't know what my adoptive father really looks like? Is it really as handsome as he said? Or... does he look like an old man? If he is very handsome, will there be the most beautiful man in the world, Ye Longshuai? Bah bah. Phew, what am I thinking about." Huang Rong touched her hot face, looking a little flustered and nervous.
Yes, Ye Long is now in the limelight. His deeds and portraits have long been spread to neighboring countries in the Southern Song Dynasty. He is considered by many women to be the most beautiful man in the world! It's just that Ye Long himself doesn't know.
"Madam, isn't it delicious? How about I feed it to you?" Ye Long saw Huang Rong put down her chopsticks. He wiped the corners of Huang Rong's mouth and smoothed the messy hair from her forehead, and asked softly.
"You want to feed me? Do you know how to do it?" Huang Rong was slightly stunned, then looked at Ye Long expectantly.
"Of course I can, but I can't give you food now. They seem to have a grudge and want to fight here. The grudges in the world only happen in restaurants and inns. I didn't expect that this small inn can also encounter trouble. It's something." Ye Long sighed, then stood up.
"Wu Sangui, King of Pingxi, and Mu Jiansheng, the young prince of Prince Mu's Mansion, can you two give me some respect and fight, please don't fight in front of me. My wife and I are just passing by here to have some noodles. If you do this, it will affect my wife's mood. Yes." Ye Long walked between the man in the cloak and Wu Gui, Wu Sangui, and said helplessly.
"Long San...Wu Gui, Wu Sangui!" Wu Sangui was shocked.
He used a pseudonym, and this Long San must also use a pseudonym. Why did he take the name "San"? He must have guessed his identity, Pingxi King Wu Sangui! Now Long San directly called out his and Mu Jiansheng's names, thinking that he had discovered their identities from the beginning.
dragon? He mysteriously killed two of his first-class master bodyguards in an instant, and knocked down Liu Dahong, the top master of Prince Mu's Palace, with a noodle, and appeared on the only way to Hailong Island. Anyone with such strength and relationship with "dragon", besides Who else could be the Dragon Lord? !
"It turns out to be Senior Dragon Lord. Wu Sangui has met Senior." Wu Sangui thought of Dragon Lord. He quickly put away his sword and saluted Ye Long respectfully.
Even though he was a prince, the King of Pingxi who was personally named by Kangxi, but in front of a peerless strong man like Dragon Lord, a master of martial arts, he had to lower his arrogant head, and there was no trace of what a prince should look like.
They have all heard of the name of the Dragon Lord. He disappeared after Wuliang Mountain and reappeared at Xuansu Village in the Later Qing Dynasty.
With one person's power, he instantly killed Jiang Biehe, the former Jiangnan hero, whipped Concubine Yan, and scared off two mysterious masters...
These things have been spread out, and the name of Dragon Lord has been widely circulated among the anti-Qing forces, and many people regard him as an idol.
Of course, he also became the object of hatred for the Later Qing court. After all, he slapped the Later Qing court hard, making the Later Qing court the laughing stock of the Han people all over the world.
Is Wu Sangui a Han? Yes, he is still a traitor and a traitor.
But was he wrong to bow to the Dragon Lord? That's right, Emperor Qianlong of the Later Qing Dynasty gave money to Xuan Suzhuang in the hope of reconciliation, not to mention that he, a prince of the Early Qing Dynasty, also met the Dragon Lord in the territory of the Later Qing Dynasty... In order to save his life, he bowed his head.
The most important point is that compared to the Later Qing Dynasty, the Early Qing Dynasty dared not offend the Dragon Lord, because the Early Qing Dynasty was suffering from domestic and foreign troubles and was enjoying a flanking attack from both sides. Any enemy, potential martial arts master, could only win over, not offend. .
Wu Sangui's Yunnan-Guizhou land, Chuanzhou, was adjacent to Dongzhou of the Yuan Dynasty. If a war broke out, Wu Sangui would be the first to bear the brunt.
"Your Majesty is so smart." A trace of surprise flashed in Ye Long's eyes.
He only showed his hand, and his identity was discovered by Wu Sangui. No wonder he was able to protect himself wisely and thrive in the troubled times when several emperors were fighting for power.
In addition to being a traitor, he also has a smart mind and knows how to assess the situation.
"Senior Dragon Lord, you are ridiculous. If my guess is correct, this lady should be the famous Gang Leader Huang, the leader of the Beggar Clan in the Southern Song Dynasty." Wu Sangui said respectfully, and then saluted Huang Rong.
However, a strange feeling arose in his heart. Dragon Lord and Huang Rong were a perfect match! At least it's a better match than Huang Rong and Guo Jing...
Isn't it just that the relationship between the two of them is that of adopted father and adopted daughter? How could they call themselves husband and wife? However, when he thought that the Dragon Lord had taken off his mask and Huang Rong was also in disguise, probably to hide their identities, the strange feeling in their hearts disappeared.
"I have met King Pingxi." Huang Rong bowed, calm and elegant.
Although Wu Sangui was called a traitor by the Han people in the early and late Qing Dynasties, it had nothing to do with her. She was from the Southern Song Dynasty.
She expressed regret for the fall of the Ming Dynasty, but it had little to do with her. After all, the Ming Dynasty was not her hometown, and the two countries were far apart.
Huang Rong glanced at Ye Long secretly, thinking that now that people have guessed our identity, we are still called husband and wife. It would be bad if word spread. Although she didn't care about these rumors, what if it spread back to the Southern Song Dynasty? Does Brother Jing know?
"Don't worry, even if some rumors spread back, it has already reached the east coast, spread to the Central Plains, and spread to the Southern Song Dynasty. Even if horses work hard and non-stop, flying pigeons will send messages, it will still take two or three months." Ye Long naturally felt Huang Rong's feelings. Looking at her, he touched his nose and said to Huang Rong.
Huang Rong stretched out her hand, with a plain face, but gently pinched Ye Long's waist.
Ye Long held her soft and petite hand with his backhand.
However, no one noticed the little moves between the two of them, or in other words, no one cared about them. Even if they did, they pretended not to see it and no one would point it out.
"Junior has met Senior Dragon Lord." The man with the hooded man realized now, quickly took off the cloak on his head, walked quickly to Ye Long, and bowed respectfully.
"The young prince of Prince Mu's Mansion." Ye Long smiled slightly and looked at the fair-faced boy in front of him.
He was good-looking and handsome, with clear eyes and well-defined angles. However, he was too weak, but he only wanted to take revenge and fight against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty, but he failed to do so in the end.
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