Huang Rong pouted in dissatisfaction, pinched the soft flesh of Yang Lin's waist hard, and said with bared teeth: "How did you talk to dad? Didn't you see that he regretted it? Senior Sister Mei will die, you take revenge. That’s right, so there’s no need to squeeze on daddy.”
Huang Yaoshi stood there, listening to the old beggar's harsh croaking laughter. He held a breath in his chest and couldn't spit it out.
A girl can't help her father.
It looked like his arm had already reached the horizon.
She was obviously talking about him, but actually she was protecting him.
To be honest, this son-in-law really has no martial arts skills to speak of. With one palm fall, he uses all his abilities and doesn't even have much room to struggle.
The most he could receive was one palm, and the next one would mean waiting for death.
Having practiced martial arts to this point is already considered astonishing.
The last time, the best king in the world, Chongyang, had to compete with each of the four of them in a fierce battle before he finally established his reputation as invincible.
As for this one, okay, no need to fight.
Two palms can kill a world-famous person...
Being number one in the world does not require recognition from others at all.
Because, after this battle, no matter how arrogant he is, he will not be stupid enough to challenge him.
He didn't pick up the human skin roll either, it was pointless.
After seeing the kind of martial arts just now, what’s the point of the Nine Yin Manual?
There may be unconfirmed fragments of the path he is pursuing in the Nine Yin Manual.
However, everyone has already passed through.
Also displayed.
Still a junior.
This is so embarrassing.
At that moment, he didn't look at Yang Lin, but turned to look at his old apprentice.
"Chengfeng, you are good at everything, but you are a little too pedantic.
Even if Peach Blossom Island's martial arts is not taught to outsiders, there is no need not even to teach it to one's own son.
The results of it? He was actually taken advantage of by the awesome old Taoist priest. How stupid. "
As soon as he said this, Lu Chengfeng's eyes lit up with joy.
"Master, you admit that I am your disciple, and I am back to the door?"
Huang Rong was also overjoyed.
Because she also heard that her father's words were actually an indirect expression that Lu Chengfeng was not satisfied with sending his disciples from Peach Blossom Island to the Quanzhen Sect.
He also secretly expressed his approval of this family.
Speaking of which, I met my daughter today, and the apprentice who had his legs broken because of his anger many years ago.
Now I see that Lu Chengfeng has gray hair on his temples, and he looks three points older than himself.
Huang Yaoshi was also very unhappy.
"This is too much, Huang Laoxie, I say, you have made money no matter what. You have got a powerful son-in-law for nothing, and you don't have to worry about it at all. It's better not to compete with Lao Niubi for his disciple.
They have been in the world for so many years, and it is quite pitiful to be miserable. The key is that the disciples..."
At this point, he couldn't go on.
It's not easy to say something bad in front of the Quanzhen Seventh Son.
Wang Chuyi, on the other hand, was not dissatisfied at all, but instead smiled all over his face.
He was happy and proud to receive this apprentice.
"Actually, Guanying's cultivation is due to his own extraordinary talent, and he didn't have much teaching from the poor Taoist."
Facing a top-notch figure in the world, and a master who is on equal terms with his master, he naturally won't take advantage of him, so he immediately steps forward to greet him.
A few people talked and laughed, and then the embarrassing scene was revealed.
…
After a while.
The leader of He Village came to ask for orders to pursue him.
Moreover, Shu Yuxian, Xiao Longnu, and Lu Xiaowan were escorted back.
Of course, I didn’t forget to ask the experts of the Iron Palm Gang how to deal with it.
The war at this time is actually very simple.
Especially civil strife.
If they lose, they rarely fight back until they are dead.
Listen to what Master Hezhai wants.
After Qiu Qianren was beaten to death by Yang Lin's palm on the battlefield, the morale of the gang members immediately dropped. After fighting for a while, they surrendered.
There are still a full five thousand gangsters left, and they can be considered good players.
No matter who is looking at this kind of human resources, they will be jealous.
"Gather them together, reorganize them, and send troops to Sanxiang to integrate the territory and business there."
Yang Lin thought for a while and said coldly, "Pursue the Jin cavalry directly to the border of the Jin country. Kill as many as you can. There is no need to be greedy for credit.
At the same time, a list of heroes will be issued to recruit talents and prepare to build a palace and open teeth. "
"Isn't this... a bit too hasty?"
Village Leader He's eyes were filled with ecstasy at first, and then some worry.
If we really build a government, open an office, and recruit talented people...
Once the hero list comes out, the world will definitely be shocked, and people with lofty ideals will flock to it.
Perhaps, within a month, a hundred thousand troops could be gathered.
However, if this happens, not only the Jin Kingdom will regard them as a thorn in their side, but also a thorn in their flesh.
The Southern Song Dynasty would also try their best to hold back and send troops to suppress it.
The Mongols may even have a hand in it.
At that time, it will basically be a situation where there are enemies on all sides.
After all, their foundation is too shallow.
Not only Village Master He, Village Master Peng, and Village Master Li had such thoughts, Hong Qigong and Huang Yaoshi all looked in shock.
People say that if you take too long a step, your balls will be pulled.
This one's steps are so big that he might tear his hips...
"It's not too urgent. Next, I will go to the Kingdom of Jin and Mongolia.
I believe that after I come back, no one will dare to say no even if it is the founding of the country. "
Yang Lin was so proud.
…
Yang Lin has never been a big talker.
He does what he says.
May 12th.
Chenshi.
The sun is shining brightly.
He rode alone, following the royal road, and his horse stepped into the Da'an Palace of Dudu.
In front of the ministers of the Jin Kingdom, he killed three thousand imperial guards and killed Long Zhong's old national master Wanyan Ashehe.
Within one meal, he wiped out all the guard forces. In the eyes of thousands of people, he beheaded Jin Aizong Wanyan Zongxu and walked away.
The officers and soldiers in the city just watched helplessly, but no one dared to pursue him.
…
June 3rd.
There is no rain in the dense clouds.
In the empty desert grassland, a rider came from the east.
Yang Lin, alone with one sword, broke into the Mongolian Golden Tent.
In the arrow array that was like a torrential rain, he strolled leisurely and fought his way through.
Kill directly in front of Temujin.
Looking at this generation of genius, Yang Lin did not answer the other party's doubts.
He just sighed: "Great Khan, you are a hero, but his hero is my enemy.
Therefore, I can only ask you to ascend to the Immortal Heaven as soon as possible. "
After saying that, he swung his long sword and killed Temujin and several of his sons, including the fourth son Tuo Lei. "
That day, the grassland was bloody and thousands of people were crying.
Yang Lin rode back, and there was silence along the way.
…
During the Song Dynasty, Lizong Zhao Yun froze like a chicken, hid under his desk, and shouted outside: "If you don't come out, I just won't come out, you are lying to me."
So is Lawrence Lu already here? He wants to kill me, he wants to kill me, protect me, protect me quickly..."
Ding Daquan sighed as he listened and advised: "Your Majesty, although Lu Guanying is a rebel, but since he has not raised the banner of anti-Song, it proves that he just wants to deal with Jin and Mongolia first.
After all, he was born in the Song Dynasty. No matter what, he would never give people the reputation of being without a king or a father. Therefore, he will not kill His Majesty. "
"Really? Mr. Ding, please don't lie to me. Where is Meng Gong? Where is he?"
"We are already reorganizing our troops and setting up troops in Taihu to prevent the other party from attacking the city and taking territory. After all, we must be on guard against others."
"Tell him to withdraw his troops, withdraw his troops quickly, who gave the order? What a bastard..."
Zhao Yun, who had just calmed down, immediately became flustered again.
"No...just cancel the investigation and demote Meng Gong to a civilian. Mr. Ding, please quickly prepare some jewels and treasures and send them to Taihu Lake. Also, think of an official position to appease him...I'm tired, let's go down."
After saying that, he ignored Ding Daquan. He felt that he still had to find a way to hide.
This month, I will not go to court.
