This heavy snowfall made Zhongdu look particularly enchanting in its red makeup.
Wanyankang has been busy doing some things these days. Under his persuasion and deception, Mrs. Bao also moved into the Ningguo Princess Mansion. Mrs. Bao and Wanyan Hulan got along well. As for Zhao Wang Wanyanhong, he has not yet Returning to Beijing from Henan.
However, when he came back from the Anguo Temple disaster relief site that day, he immediately realized that his efforts were mostly in vain and that some things that were coming were unstoppable.
When he entered the city and passed by the No. 1 Building in the World, he found a large group of people surrounding the empty space opposite the restaurant. They were crowded and noisy, and he didn't know what they were looking at.
He had a bad premonition in his heart, so he went over and took a look. Sure enough, there was a banner on the ground, with red flowers on a white background and the four words "competition to recruit a bride" embroidered on it.
He sighed secretly, feeling helpless.
At this time, there was a young girl in costume competing with a strong man in martial arts. The fight was lively with fists and kicks, and the onlookers kept cheering. Wan Yankang lost interest after just one glance at Wanyan Kang. The girl's martial arts skills were acceptable. As for this strong man, he was just a low-level ordinary martial artist. After a few rounds, the girl caught the opportunity and kicked the strong man out of the field.
Amid the cheers of the crowd, the girl in the best outfit smiled slightly and walked back to stand under the flagpole, with bright eyes and white teeth, and a heroic appearance.
A burly, gray-haired, slightly slouching middle-aged man came forward and clasped his fists, bowed, and said something casual. He was just explaining his name, origin, and the purpose of the contest to attract a bride. Wanyankang did not listen carefully. He was deep and complicated. His eyes have always been on this person.
At this point, it was no longer something he doubted or not, but he was basically certain that he had traveled through a world similar to that of the shooting, and perhaps it was half the same as the real historical time and space.
The vicissitudes of life in front of the middle-aged man in front of him must be the biological father of his predecessor, who claimed that his surname was Yang and his given name was Tiexin. The girl who competed for marriage, whose surname was Mu and whose name was Nianzi, theoretically belonged to the woman on the original trajectory of her predecessor.
For Wanyankang, both King Zhao Wanyanhong and his previous biological father Yang Tiexin were actually "outsiders" in a strict sense to him. It was impossible to say who he was leaning towards or who he was prepared to fall to.
As for the grudges and grudges between them, he didn't bother to care about what was right and what was wrong.
But towards Bao, he had feelings comparable to those of his own mother.
He must not sit back and watch the next tragedy happen. Bao's mother-in-law was exposed to the truth because of her meeting with Yang. She was ashamed and immediately committed suicide.
Whether you recognize Yang or not is not the problem. The key is how to protect Bao Qinniang thoroughly without even a trace of harm.
Judging from the current signs, he can no longer stop the real direction. It seems that because this is a crucial plot, the curtain of shooting has really begun to open.
Wan Yankang was thinking over and over again in the crowd watching the excitement. During this process, many gangsters in the market who were greedy for beauty had come to have sex for a few times, but they were all knocked down by this girl named Mu Nianzi. Damn it, it's boring.
He wasn't ready to play at all.
He selfishly thought that as long as he didn't play, the plot of the martial arts competition would not turn to Prince Zhao's palace as originally planned. However, it could only be that he thought too simply. When disciple Danguang and Li Ke appeared on the sidelines, He knew that he really couldn't escape.
After the Lingyung Pavilion incident, Li Ke was quiet for a while, but recently he started to make moves.
Li Ke and Tu Danguang gathered together and whispered. There were dozens of evil slaves in front of them and behind them, and everyone onlookers naturally ran away.
However, he saw Tu Danguang waving his hand behind him, and the monk who had been competing with Liang Ziweng at Hua Qianshu suddenly ran over quickly, causing the crowd around him to burst into cheers.
Such a great Tibetan monk came to a place like this and wanted to show his shame?
Yang Tiexin clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Master, why are you here?"
The Tibetan monk said in fluent Chinese: "The poor monk... is of course here to compete for a bride."
Yang Tiexin frowned: "Master is a monk. My daughter competed in martial arts to recruit a husband. She found a husband of about the same age. Master, I'd better not..."
Before Yang Tiexin finished speaking, Monk Fan scolded angrily and quickly slapped his hand: "Go away, stop talking nonsense!"
The internal strength of this Fan monk was far greater than that of Yang. When this palm came, Yang Tiexin faced him hastily and was instantly hit in the chest. He took a few steps back and spat out a mouthful of blood on his back.
Mu Nianzi hurriedly stepped forward to support Yang Tiexin and said: "Dad..."
Yang Tiexin lay half-lying in Mu Nianzi's arms with his hands on his chest and gasped: "Nianzi, you are no match for this thief monk. Let's forget it for now. Let's end it!"
The monk laughed wildly: "Little lady, come here, let me compete with you!"
Wanyankang clenched his fists, sighed in his heart, stamped his feet, and flew onto the field.
He had made up his mind not to play, but the father and daughter in front of him were his biological father and wife after all. If he had to watch them being bullied, he would not be able to get through it.
At this moment, he didn't have people like Liang Ziweng following him, so he had no choice but to take action himself.
"Ah, could it be that he is the young prince of Prince Zhao's residence?"
"It should be..."
People outside the venue were talking a lot, and many people who thought it was not interesting and wanted to leave immediately stopped and stared.
When they saw it was Wan Yankang, the monks on the scene were surprised, but they didn't take it to heart.
Wan Yankang recently claimed to be invincible in all the battles in Zhongdu, and even the top master in Prince Liang's palace was defeated by him. It was also said that many of the guards in Prince Zhao's palace were defeated by him, but the monks didn't actually believe it in their hearts.
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How can a prince's handsome man have such high martial arts skills? It's nothing more than spreading rumors and bluffing.
Even Tu Danguang and Li Ke off the court didn't take it seriously.
Li Ke looked at Wan Yankang's back on the field, his face livid, remembering all the humiliations Wan Yankang had done to him that day, he gritted his teeth with hatred, turned to Tu Danguang and said in a low voice: "Tu Danguang, just let that Fan monk..."
Li Ke secretly made a beheading gesture.
Tu Shanguang's expression changed, and he shook his head repeatedly. Although he followed Li Ke and was Wanyankang's enemy everywhere, but for fun, if he really wanted to kill Wanyankang, he would never dare to do it. Their Tushan family can't
Unable to bear the anger of King Zhao.
On the field, Wanyankang looked coldly at the Fan monk.
The monk slightly cupped his hands and said, "Young prince, do you also want to compete with the monk for this little lady?"
Wanyankang sighed: "You, a monk, come here to compete in martial arts to attract a bride, how shameless are you?"
The Tibetan monk's mouth twitched and he said: "We in Tibet teach Buddhism and marriage has never been prohibited. Not to mention the poor monks, even among the Dharma kings in Tibet, who doesn't have three wives and four concubines?"
"The young prince can come, but why can't the poor monk come?"
Wanyankang smiled instead of getting angry, "Okay, in that case, then I will challenge the great monk. If you win, I will turn around and leave, never minding your business again."
"Little prince, please!"
Fan Monk opened his stance and punched the head. Wanyankang activated his clairvoyant eyes, changed his body shape, and quickly walked around behind Fan Monk. Without using any internal energy, he gave Fan Monk a slap in the face.
The monk was shocked, turned around in shame and anger, used all his internal strength to make a sudden move "Dragon Comes Out of the Cave", and then followed up with a move "Both the Jade and the Rock", and danced thirty-six moves of the tantric sword, all of which were aimed at Wan Yankang's vital parts.
, not only did he use all his strength, he was also really vicious.
Wanyankang sneered, his true energy poured into his feet, and his figure suddenly lifted up in the air. He touched Fan Monk's bald head just a little bit, and landed lightly behind him. He avoided this series of attacks, and then suddenly struck with his right fist.
Come out and hit the Tianshu point on the back of Fan Monk.
Wanyankang took action with anger and used 90% of his internal strength. The surging true energy rushed into Fan monk's body through Tianshu point, destroying his meridians all the way, and poured into Dantian Qihai point, like
It burst like an inflated balloon.
Monk Fan's legs went weak, and he fell to his knees with a pop. A mouthful of black blood spurted out from his back, and he fell unconscious immediately.
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A middle-aged Taoist with a clear face walked out of the crowd and said coldly: "You are so young, but you are so vicious!"
Wanyan Kang chuckled, "Taoist priest said that I was vicious? This Tibetan monk just tried to kill me, am I still sitting there waiting for death?"
The Taoist sneered and flicked the whisk in his hand: "I am a poor Taoist from the Quanzhen sect, Ma Yu!"
Wanyan Kang said, "Taoist priest Qiu has left, Taoist priest Yin Zhiping has been beaten away, and Taoist priest Ma has come. These Taoist priests from the Quanzhen sect, one by one, are not being honest and meditating in the temple to cultivate their moral character. They are all shocked."
What are you doing here in Zhongdu?
Ma Yu thought that Wanyan Kang would respectfully come forward to greet him after announcing his identity, but when he saw that he was completely indifferent and had no intention of respecting his elders, he couldn't help but became furious. He stepped forward and struck Wan Yan Kang on the right shoulder.
My original intention was to teach this evil disciple a lesson for Senior Brother Qiu.
As a result, Wanyankang immediately slapped his palm against him, causing Ma Yu's expression to change suddenly, and he took a few steps back.
This little thief has such unfathomable internal skills!
Wanyan Kangdan glanced at Ma Yu indifferently, turned around and was about to leave. If Ma Yu is still ignorant and insists on asking for trouble, he doesn't care how famous the Quanzhen sect is, he will still fight when he should. These self-proclaimed famous sects
The upright and sophisticated man who shows off everywhere just needs to be dealt with.
But I heard Mu Nianzi say sharply from behind: "Since the young master is on the stage, he has to compete with the little girl, otherwise he will break the rules."
Wan Yankang turned around, stared at Mu Nianzi and said irritably: "What are the rules? You have to take care of a beautiful woman. It's not like you can't find a man, so you go to the public to engage in a martial arts competition to attract a bride? This is not eating.
Are you full?"
This young man was well-dressed, handsome, handsome, and highly skilled in martial arts. He was someone Mu Nianzi had never seen before in her life. Her pretty face was blushing, her lips were pouting, and she didn't know how to refute.
"Miss Mu, how can a marriage be such a trivial matter? I advise you to leave quickly and don't stay in Zhongdu and get into unnecessary trouble. If you don't have money, tell me which inn you are staying in and I will order someone to do it.
Send me the money." Wan Yankang came closer and lowered his voice.
Mu Nianzi didn't know how to answer the question, so she subconsciously glanced at Yang Tiexin, and when she saw the sad and sorrowful look on her foster father's face, she couldn't help but bite her silver teeth secretly, saying "Young Master is offended," and then kicked Wanyankang with a flying kick.