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He offered it up! He was begging for flowers!

Returning from Tie Zhu's house, the two chatted until late at night, and they even forgot to eat dinner. From Tie Zhu's death, they talked about the evils of the martial arts world, the missing martial arts Lin, Liang Wang, and Huang Zuo. Huang Zuo said: "Brother, do you want me to go to Song Dynasty? The land is fertile and the people are thick. First, high wages and low quality; second, abandoning martial arts and accumulating cowardice; third, martial arts and literary and administrative skills, with their numerous drawbacks, their inwardness, and inwardness; fourth, friends' ratio as the adulterer, holding the power with self-respect. With these four drawbacks, how could the nation be happy? How can the citizens endure this? "

The more they chatted, the more they got to know each other and the more they hated each other for being late. Yue Fei knew that Huang Zuo was indeed a great talent, and because of the corruption in the imperial court, he had no ambition to return.

Subsequently, they talked about Huang Zuo's hometown, Dong Ting. Due to the increased taxes, the people didn't want to live, so the heroes around the Dong Ting stood together and relied on the danger of the Dong Ting to create trouble. The two brothers did not return to their hometown. Firstly, they failed the exam and were too ashamed to meet their old father. Secondly, the area around the cave courtyard was not peaceful either. They only wanted to wait for the right time and report back to their country. Seeing that the sky was turning white, Yue Fei suggested that the two should become sworn brothers. Huang Zuo was very happy when he heard this, because Yue Fei was born long ago while Huang Zuo was a younger brother. Just like that, Yue Fei and Huang Zuo became sworn brothers in the western courtyard.

For many days, Yue Fei and Huang Zhaoyang spent the night chatting, appreciating each other very much. Sometimes, the two of them would travel together to Yang Hun Mountain and Phoenix Mountain. On this day, Yue Fei and Huang Zuo were drinking at a bar in the Mt. Yang Hun, and two disciples of the gang hurriedly walked in from outside. After entering, they looked around the bar, and seeing that the bar was full, they chose the bookish Yue Fei and Huang Zuo. They asked for good food and wine, raised their cups, and started eating with their cheeks raised high, one of them said, "Brother Niu, what do you think our Sect Master looks like?"

These words were clearly heard by Yue Fei, who was standing behind him. He thought to himself, Hong Qi is just a young man in his twenties, I don't know what he looks like. At this time, another disciple mysteriously said, "Brother, let's just eat some wine and not talk too much. There are a lot of people here and the walls have ears, anyway, you'll be able to see him soon. As for what he looks like, I've never seen him either."

After saying that, the two buried their heads into the meat and drank in big gulps. As Yue Fei invited Huang Zuo to drink, he wondered, could it be that there are two beggars in this world who can help? Could it be that these two were pretending to be the disciples of the Beggar Gang to confuse the hearing of others? Doubts arose in Yue Fei's heart. He wanted to find out the ins and outs of these two people, and more importantly, he wanted to get to know the Sect Leader of these two men. "Younger Brother Huang, I want to bring you to meet someone." Finished speaking, Yue Fei returned to the wine tent and left the wine house with Huang Zuo.

Not long after Yue Fei and Huang Zuo left, the two disciples of the Beggar Gang followed them out. They looked left and right, but saw no one around them, so they followed along a small path up the mountain. Yue Fei and Huang Zuo followed closely behind, and not long after, they arrived at a bamboo forest. At this time, Yue Fei saw a lot of beggars from afar, and on a bamboo platform sat an eight bag disciple. Looking at his age, he seemed to be around 40 years old and was wearing eight bags.

I know this person. He is the leader of the Pisces Division, Pikang. He has a straightforward personality and has a good reputation." Yue Fei thought, it seems that this person has a very high reputation in the Beggar Gang. One must know that among the Branch Chieftains, there are basically only six and seven bags of disciples, and they are all very old. For Pikang to be able to carry eight bags at such a young age, it goes to show that his kung fu and ability are not ordinary.

An old man was lying on the palanquin. He was wearing a grey robe, and was dressed in a tattered robe, with a cowhide mask covering his face. On the mask, there was only his eye, nose, and mouth, and his hair was completely white. How could the green bamboo cane representing the Beggar Gang be in the hands of the old man? Could it be that Brother Hong Qi had given the bamboo cane away, or perhaps this old man was a senior of the Beggar Clan, and was willing to give up his position as Sect Master. The more Yue Fei thought about it, the more confused he became.

At this moment, Pi Kang, who was sitting on the stage, quickly came down from his seat and walked in front of the old man. He bowed and said, "Your subordinate, Pi Kang, pays his respect to the Sect Leader!" The elderly man held onto the green bamboo cane that symbolized the Beggar's Gang with his left hand, waved his right hand and said: "Stop! Is everyone here? " Before he could do anything, he had already flown up to the bamboo platform. Pikang quickly turned around and replied, "All the disciples of Xiangyang Division are here, Vice Division Master Yang Lin has also rushed back from Chengdu Division. Please instruct me, Sect Master." Good! Good! "Alright!" The old man said three words of 'good' in a row, and Pikang bowed and moved to the side, with over a thousand of the Beggar Gang's disciples standing below the stage.

At this time, the old man said, "This old man has lived to the age of eighteen, but I have never seen the gang fall apart like this. The previous leader of the gang, Xiao Feng, was a Chidan descendant, he killed his teacher and his ancestors, gathered together to kill countless Central Plains martial arts forests, and he was in cahoots with the Chidan emperor, Jerichongji, so how could he lead the largest gang in the world. The current Hong Qi did not have a complete Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, nor was it a direct disciple of the previous leader. Now, the Branch Chief of the Xiangyang Branch, Li Guang, has decided to break with the Luoyang Chief Division and support this old man as the Beggar Clan Leader. In order to consider the hundred years of reputation of the Beggar Clan, this old man has reluctantly decided to unite the brothers from the Central Plains and inherit the century-old teachings of the Beggar Clan: Resist the strong Enemy, Protect the Family and Protect the People, and Revive the Beggar Clan. "

Just as the old man finished speaking, a man walked out from among the disciples of the Beggar Clan, who looked to be over a hundred years old, walked towards the disciples wearing six bags and said: "Senior, I regret that I have something to say, the former Sect Leader Xiao Feng is indeed a Chidan, but he is a man worthy of the heavens, and does things with a clear mind and a magnanimous heart. After the gathering of a manor, he foolishly killed many Zhongyuan's martial artists, but he willingly admitted that he was willing to die to thank the heavens. When I take a look at you again, why do you not dare to reveal your true colors to me, even though you call yourself the gang leader of the Beggar Gang? "And how can we …" Before he could finish his words, someone shouted, "Qi Wuhui, you are courting death. How dare you speak rudely in front of the Sect Leader?"

"Pikang, you ungrateful bastard, a wild dog that cannot be raised, Sect Leader Hong is not unkind to you, he promoted you to a disciple of eight. Look at that Sect Leader of the Division, he is an disciple of eight, all these years Elder Wu has treated you well, and it has been a waste for him to help you. Today, I will not regret helping you clean up the family." After the scolding, the first move was "Subdue the Dog". He struck the top of Pikang's head with his right hand. Pikang did not show any sign of weakness. One move "Pull the Dog up into the sky" followed by a series of thrusting and pushing to dissolve Qi Wuhui's move.

In terms of strength, Pikang's kung fu was obviously higher than Qi Wuhui's, but Pikang couldn't help but put on a desperate stance. The two Beggar Clan disciples were fighting to the death in the bamboo forest, and the old man on the stage looked a little impatient, a "Xiang Zi was playing the flute," like a rainbow cloud passing through the moon, he arrived in front of the two of them, and with a "Howl of the Sky", he sent Qi Buhui flying thirty feet into the air, where he landed a mouthful of blood. Yue Fei admired Qi for his toughness, and just as he was about to extend his hand, he heard a voice of energy coming from outside the bamboo forest. It's not fun! " The voice was like rolling thunder, making many of the disciples in the bamboo forest feel as if their ears were bulging.

Yue Fei was not unfamiliar with this voice. The one who spoke was precisely the Blood Palm that he had been bitterly searching for. He looked over and saw that the person speaking seemed to be very far away, at this time, a woman's voice sounded out, "You will show your ability in front of a beggar. Senior brother is right, you are a person with no future." Aiya! I'm so pissed off, I must kill that old bald donkey to make you really like me. " The bloody palm was so angry that it cried out.

The woman's voice said, "You can't even kill a young couple, yet you want to kill my Senior Brother? Dream on!" "Yue Fei could tell from the woman's voice that she was that old matchmaker." This old man will first kill this bunch of poor beggars, then go to the Brilliant Peak and kill that old bald donkey, and finally that young couple. " The Blood Palm said, ignoring the people in the bamboo forest.

"Humph!" "Could it be that you've fallen for that little vixen and are unwilling to kill her? If I leave now, I won't like you anymore." The woman's voice pretended to be provocative. " Lil 'Qian, why don't you like me? If you don't like me, then I won't live anymore. " With that, he hit a piece of the tree with his palms, causing the people in the bamboo forest to feel sore in their teeth.

With this flirting and scolding, the old man on the stage had long become impatient and shouted loudly: "Where did this fox spirit come from, it's so coquettish!" "So coquettish!" Ugly, did you hear that? Someone dared to bully me, and he even called me a fox spirit. I'm done with it, I'm not going to care about you anymore, I'm really not going to care about you anymore. " The old lady said in a shaky voice.

"You old bastard! How dare you curse my little sister? Let's see if I won't smash your face into smithereens!" With that, a person floated over from the top of a tree in the distance. He wasn't tall, but he was incomparably ugly, and his figure was moving fast like a duck swimming in water, and in a blink of an eye, he arrived in the bamboo forest, and with one move, "Ji Kang Ba Di", his right palm struck towards the chest of the masked old man, and with a violent and swift force, the masked man could tell that this ugly man was a legendary bloody handprint from his lightness skill, and before the palm of his hand could hit him, he hurriedly performed a "Lion Jump Embroidery Ball", avoiding the move of the bloody handprint.

As soon as the bloody palm saw that his move had missed, and followed with another move, "Gonggong Touch the Mountain", both palms struck out at the same time, and the masked old man felt the surrounding air of evil, a move of "White Cloud Blue Dog" flying straight towards the head of the bloody palm, his body and the bloody palm maintained a certain distance, the bloody palm had never suffered such a loss, ever since he had stepped into the Central Plains, countless famous martial artists had died under his crimson palm, but he had never encountered such a powerful opponent, and the bloody palm grew fiercer by the second, but the masked old man did not let go even an inch, using the "Purple Lightning Piercing" skill, dazzling the eyes of the old man and all the other young disciples.

As expected, the bloody handprint was closely followed by a "walking corpse", allowing the masked old man to lift his palm. He extended his right palm, and a "Scarlet Spirit Mountain Pushing" move, aimed straight at the chest of the masked old man, this move was the third stage of the bloody handprint, and as he was about to die from the bloody handprint, the sounds of dragons and tigers could be heard. This is really: thousands of miles of tracing moral burden, thousands of miles of lyrical mountains; the dead mandarin ducks assassinate the husband, coincidentally meet the phoenix in the case.