The head of the Beggars' Sect was sitting on the beam of the roof. Hong Qigong, known as the Northern Beggars, carefully gnawed the chicken legs left in his hand, and his expression was still unsatisfied. Ouyang Ke secretly complained that the old beggar in front of him could be as famous as his uncle, so his martial arts skills were naturally not inferior. He was a bit cheaper for a while and made up the Eighteen Palm of Snake Catching, which really touched the man's bad head. It seemed that he could only use words to squeeze the money in the moment, so that the old beggar could not bully the small with the big ones.

Ouyang Ke bowed and sang, calling him the Uncle, but Hong Qigong ignored him and waved his hand to Li Sheng who was celebrating beside him, then turned down from the beam of the house, looked me up and down, and said, "Boy, I saw that you drew out your sword and shrank back just now. You must know that the old beggar is coming. Although the old beggar is not very good, you, a younger boy, can you hear it when you hear it. Tell me, how did you know that the old beggar is coming."

I bowed and smiled and said, "Senior Hong is very skilled in martial arts. How can I find his whereabouts? I just smelled the smell of roast chicken. At this time, how could this smell be in this ancestral hall? So I guess someone is coming. Besides, although I am not talented, there are not many people who can avoid being discovered by the younger generation. Among them, there are only senior Hong, you are the one who likes the desire to be hiding."

Hong Qigong shook his head and sighed, "Old Beggar has only such a little hobby all his life, which is really a waste of trouble. The words you said just now were for Lao Beggar, right?" He paused and said to Guo Jing with a smile: "Although you are stupid, everyone you meet is smart. The weird Huang girl just left, and she recognized an elf and weird brother, and they all helped you calculate Lao Beggar's skills. Forget it, you are not afraid of thieves stealing, but are afraid of thieves thinking about it. If I don't accept you as an apprentice, I will not be annoyed by these smart people. Although you are stupid, it is very suitable for Lao Beggar's appetite. Lao Beggar will accept you."

Guo Jing was overjoyed when he heard this and kowtowed. I was also proud. Guo Jing is my silly brother now. Whoever wants to do not benefit me must first pass his level. The more powerful this free thug, the easier it will be for me. The silly boy leans on the back of the Beggars' Sect, and I will also benefit from it.

Ouyang Ke was not paying attention to him, and he was angry and anxious, but he didn't dare to leave, and his face was extremely embarrassed. After all, Hong Qigong shouted to him: "You guy, it's fine to be a disaster in the Western Regions because of your uncle's reputation. Now he has gone to the Central Plains to make trouble. Do you think there are no heroes in the Central Plains?"

Ouyang Ke was dissatisfied and was about to refute, but when Hong Qigong was glaring majestic, he suddenly lost his courage and just lowered his head and said nothing. Hong Qigong continued: "Today, for your uncle's sake, the old beggar will not deal with you. You'd better go back to the Western Regions as soon as possible. Old beggars have many beggars of all kinds and small, and they are well-informed. If you find that you are still in the Central Plains, don't blame the old beggars for not being able to do so."

Ouyang Ke was angry, but he didn't dare to say anything. He bowed to Mr. Hong Qi, and turned around and left with all the female disciples. Before leaving the door, he suddenly turned to me and said, "Brother Yang, we will not change the green mountains and the green water will flow forever. Today's work will be rewarded."

Tsk, I curled my lips disdainfully. Others are afraid of your uncle, but I am not afraid. I nodded lightly and said, "Brother Ouyang, you don't have to be polite. Some trivial matters are not worth mentioning. However, the Central Plains martial arts world is high and the water is urgent, so Brother Ouyang should be more careful."

Ouyang Ke snorted coldly, stopped answering, and came out with mermaids. Hong Qigong frowned and said, "Boy Yang, this guy's uncle will revenge. He is now venting his anger on you, so it's a problem."

I smiled slightly and said, "Baituo Mountain is considered a domineering in the Western Regions, but it cannot be rampant in the Central Plains. When I was in the Master's Sect, I had fought with the Western Poison Ouyang Feng. Although our Quanzhen Sect's Big Dipper Seven Star Formation did not trap Ouyang Feng, it also made him return in vain." I really don't care about Ouyang Feng's threat now. Ouyang Feng is the only infamous person among the five great masters. If he makes trouble in the Central Plains, not to mention others, even the old beggar in front of him would be the first to refuse. When the sky fell, there would naturally be a tall man like Hong Qigong, so what else do I care about?

As the leader of the Beggars' Sect, Hong Qigong naturally had a lot of things to deal with. After teaching Guo Jing the last three palms, he went back to the Beggars' Sect branch with Li Sheng. It was noisy all night and it was dawn soon, so he waited for dawn in the ancestral hall. Guo Jingxin learned martial arts and practiced it over and over again excitedly. I sat there and chatted with my junior sister Cheng Yaojia. But Cheng Yaojia was so squeaky. She replied only after I said three words. Her voice was still very delicate, and her cheeks were flushed every time she spoke, which looked really cute.

After talking for a while, I felt bored. I leaned beside the pillar and wanted to take a nap. Suddenly, there was a sound of horse hooves in the distance, and when I got closer, it turned into a shout of killing. Obviously, the two teams were fighting in front of the ancestral hall. After hearing a few words, Guo Jing changed his color and said, "It's my Tolei Anda, he is in danger." Several people jumped out.

I frowned secretly. It seemed like a coincidence that since someone was chasing Tolei, it should be the troops of the Jin Dynasty. Before leaving Wanyan's father in Shangjing that day, I told him that the mortal enemy of the Jin Dynasty was Mongolian Erfei Dasong. At that time, Wanyan also agreed deeply. Now, is it that Wanyan's father personally led the team to chase and kill the Mongolian prince?

I asked Cheng Yaojia to wait in the ancestral hall and ran out to see it quickly. Guo Jing had killed the Jin soldiers and Song soldiers and rescued the surrounded Tolei and others. The person led by the Jin soldiers with a golden helmet was surrounded by a group of people. I looked carefully and it was indeed Dad Wanyan. The people who protected Dad Wanyan were obviously not Guo Jing's opponents, and they were all lying down by Guo Jingda. Seeing that Dad Wanyan was about to be captured by Guo Jing.

I shouted with luck: "Stop, I have something to say!" The voice was like a thunderbolt. Although the field was lively, I stopped at the same time when I heard the loud shout. Guo Jing saw me coming out and stopped rushing. He came over to me with a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes and said, "Brother, you are here too. This is my brother Tolei in Mongolia." Then he said a few words to Tolei in Mongolian, thinking that he would introduce my identity.

Looking at Guo Jing who was talking with Jiligulu, I secretly admired him. This silly boy is also a bilingual talent, much better than me before. In Shangjing, although he was a Jurchen tribe, he was proud of speaking Chinese language in the entire Shangjing. Therefore, I can only understand one or two words of Jurchen. In terms of language, I am really not as good as this silly boy.

The loud shout just now made these Mongolians know my abilities. The Mongolians have always admired those who are capable. Tuole immediately came up to praise me. I was confused, but seeing Tuolei knew that he was praising me, and just responded with a smile. But in my heart, I secretly thought that the guy in front of me was the father of Kublai Khan in the future. Although Kublai Khan was very talented, he was also violent and cruel to the Han people. There was almost no Kublai Khan, and there was no Yuan Dynasty. I hesitated whether I should first deal with the smiling young man in front of me.

In the distance, Dad Wanyan also recognized me and called me loudly. I bowed to him, but didn't go over, but just said to Guo Jing: "Second brother, how about letting that King Jin go?"

Guo Jing hesitated: "The sixth prince of the Jin Kingdom offended Da Khan, causing Da Khan's brothers to be killed. Da Khan asked me to chop his head and take it back."

I said to him, "The prince of the Jin Kingdom has nurturing me, and I can't let you kill him." Seeing Guo Jing hesitating, I sneered, "I forgot that my second brother was the Mongolian prince-in-law of the Golden Sword. Of course, I had to listen to the words of the Mongolian Khan. If there is any war in Mongolia in the future, the second brother should be the pioneer general. Maybe in the future, the second brother can also be named a marquis and a prime minister."

Guo Jing's expression changed drastically when he heard this. In his heart, Mongolia was his hometown and had never considered Mongolia's invasion of the Central Plains. He did not believe that this would happen, but he was not good at speaking and just blushed and couldn't speak.

I didn't want to force Guo Jing too much, so I patted him on the shoulder and said, "This King of Jin has raised me, just like the Great Khan of Mongolia raised you. We don't care about the affairs between Jin and Mongolia. You just need to remember that you are a Han person."

No matter what Guo Jing's attitude was, I turned around and walked towards Dad Wanyan. Dad Wanyan turned over from the horse, as if he had come forward to hug me. Now the relationship between the Jin and Song dynasties is tense, and I don't want to be too close to him. I took a step back and didn't let him hug him, and said with a tribute: "Prince, don't be fine."

Dad Wanyan trembled and stopped coming forward, saying, "Kang'er, why are you here? How are you doing well?" After a pause, hesitated and asked, "Where is your mother, is she still okay now?"

I shook my head and said, "Prince, when the fate is over, I will not force it. My mother only has a sincere smile in half of her life." After a turn of the tone, she frowned and said, "The Crouching Tiger and Dragon in the Central Plains, the Prince does not bring a master, and is it too arrogant to be here alone? This is a place of trouble, so the prince should not stay for a long time."

Dad Wanyan lowered his head and sighed, saying, "I didn't expect this to happen, thanks to you, Kang'er. Kang'er, if you live in the Southern Dynasty, you will go back to Shangjing. You will always be the little prince of the Zhao Palace." After that, he turned around and left with a group of soldiers. When he turned around, I saw tears in the corner of Dad Wanyan's eyes, not knowing whether it was for me or for his mother.

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