The Mongolian army besieged Kangcheng and before launching an attack, an uninvited guest came to Wanyan Kang's Prince Zhao's Mansion.
"Is that you? What are you doing here?"
Wanyankang felt a little wary when he saw the person coming.
It is rumored that this person has reached the ultimate realm and is a guest of the Mongols. Now he suddenly breaks into his mansion. How can you not make Wan Yankang feel afraid?
The person who came was none other than Murong Ke, the last head of the Murong family. Perhaps it is time to call Ouyang Ke back again.
"Haha, brother Wanyan, after so many years of separation, you have become Prince Zhao here, have you forgotten your old friends?"
Wanyankang was afraid, but he couldn't stop Ouyang Ke's enthusiasm. He jumped off the courtyard wall and came to Wanyankang.
"Protect the prince——"
Ouyang Ke's arrival still alarmed the guards of Prince Zhao's Mansion. Two hundred guards, led by the guard commander, quickly rushed into the inner house and surrounded Wan Yankang and Ouyang Ke in the center.
"Haha, is this how Brother Wanyan treats guests? Or do you think that just a few hundred guards can show off their authority in front of me?"
Before Ouyang Ke finished speaking, he suddenly waved his palms towards the group of guards.
"Woo——"
There was a sound of wind hanging on both palms, and there were even two white lines, and half of the yard seemed to be frozen.
"Puff-"
"ah--"
Screams rang out one after another, and rows of guards fell down in the direction of Ouyang Ke's palms.
Those standing at the front had already been beaten to pieces with broken bones and tendons, and more people, living or dead, had their bodies covered with a layer of frost.
"Stop - Brother Ouyang is my king's distinguished guest, you cannot be rude."
As soon as Ouyang Ke stretched out his hand, Prince Zhao's Mansion lost dozens of guards. This terrifying skill and method made Wan Yankang feel incomparable.
The remaining guards of Prince Zhao's Mansion were also frightened by Ouyang Ke's ferocity.
However, no one left, holding the sword and gun tightly in their hands and staring at Ouyang Ke angrily.
"I wonder why Brother Ouyang is here?"
No matter how unhappy he felt in his heart, unfortunately, the situation was stronger than the person, so Wanyankang had no choice but to suppress his anger and speak pleasantly.
"Haha, this is the right thing. Brother Wanyan, now the Mongolian army has besieged Kangcheng, and the Kingdom of Jin no longer exists. I wonder where brother Wanyan will go next?"
Ouyang Ke gently shook the folding fan in his hand, which seemed so out of place in this early winter season.
"Are you here to be a lobbyist for the Mongols?"
As soon as he heard Ouyang Ke's words, Wanyankang understood his intention.
"Haha, Brother Wanyan, you can't be so straightforward. Brother Wanyan and I have known each other for many years, and I know that Brother Wanyan is a smart man."
"As the saying goes, those who know the current affairs are heroes. Brother Wanyan originally had an army of 60,000 people, but now there are only 20,000 people in Kangcheng, right?"
"Besides, where are the Yi La Pu'a and Monk Wanyan Chen whom Brother Wanyan relies on? I'm afraid I can guess their fate even if I don't tell them, right?"
"Brother Wanyan, even if you don't think about yourself, you still have to think about the 20,000 soldiers under your command, and even more so the beautiful concubines behind you, right?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I feel pity for such beautiful concubines. Could it be that Brother Wanyan really wants to let them go?"
Ouyang Ke said frivolous words, and his eyes swept around Wanyankang's concubines unscrupulously.
"Hmph, Ouyang Ke, with your evil skills, can you be so arrogant in front of this king? You want me, Wan Yankang, to surrender to the Mongols?"
"Do you know how many people under my command died at the hands of the Mongols? Do you know that my father died in the hands of the Mongols back then?"
"Although I, Wan Yankang, am not a hero, I will not be a shameless person who grovels and surrenders to my father-killing enemy——"
Once upon a time, Wan Yankang made a choice at the crossroads of life, where heaven and man were at war.
That time, he chose Wanyan Honglie, who had raised him for eighteen years.
Now, Wan Yankang seems to have reached a crossroads again. Unfortunately, the only choices now seem to be fighting to the death or surrendering.
"Haha, okay, after so many years, I really haven't realized that Brother Wanyan is still a loyal, filial, and righteous person?"
"I, Ouyang Ke, want to see if Brother Wanyan's skills are as tough as his words? You go ahead and make a move——"
Ouyang Ke closed the folding fan and put one hand behind his back. The meaning was obvious, giving Wan Yankang one hand?
When things got to this point, Wan Yankang also took the risk and pulled out the sword from his waist. He knew that there was a big gap between him and Ouyang Ke, and the one he was most familiar with was the "Quan Zhen Sword Technique".
Seven Swords and Seven Styles, a total of seventy-seven and forty-nine styles, the changes are subtle, the sword is heavy and the end is strict, the sword power comes and goes like lightning, the figure advances and retreats like the wind, pay attention to offense while defending, you must first be in an invincible position before you can attack
enemy.
"Haha, Quanzhen swordsmanship? What a pity. Since Wang Chongyang, the Quanzhen sect has been like a weasel dropping pestles. Each generation has become worse than the last. How dare you show off such a bad swordsmanship?"
Ouyang Ke was not in a hurry to deal with Wanyan Kang. The two had known each other for many years, and at that time Ouyang Ke's kung fu was just a step above Wanyan Kang's.
Now, Ouyang Ke has had many adventures and has become one of the top masters. When he meets Wan Yankang again, he will inevitably have a cat-and-mouse mentality.
After giving Wan Yankang a hand, he wanted to see how much progress this Prince Zhao had made in recent years?
After finishing a set of "Quan Zhen Sword Techniques", Wanyan Kang saw that it was not working. "Shua la" the sword moves changed and replaced them with the most powerful sword technique of Quanzhen Sect - "Tonggui Sword Technique".
This sword technique means "die together". If the enemy is powerful and your life is in danger, and you have no choice but to use this sword technique to your death.
Every move is a fierce attack on the enemy's vital point, the moves are ruthless, the sword is fierce, and it is purely a method of risking one's life. Although it is a superior swordsmanship, it is the same as the methods used by gangsters to play rogue.
"Haha, is this also the swordsmanship taught by Quanzhen? Why does it look like a rogue style of fighting? Isn't it too embarrassing?"
Ouyang Ke dodged left and right, Leng Buding stretched out two fingers and directly clamped the sword in Wan Yankang's hand.
"Huh, it's better not to show such swordsmanship to make people look embarrassed."
"Crack-"
With a slight exertion on his hand, Ouyang Ke actually broke the sword in Wanyankang's hand into two pieces.
Wanyankang felt a lightness in his hand, and when he looked at the sword in his hand, it was only a foot long.
Wan Yankang's sword, although not a famous sword, was forged from fine steel after all, but it couldn't withstand the power of Ouyang Ke's two fingers?
"Hmph, even if you die, I, Wan Yankang, will not make it easy for you."
Wanyankang also used real fire, threw away the broken sword in his hand, and attacked with a wave of his palms.
"Walking on Frost and Breaking Ice Palm" is also a Quanzhen Kungfu, and it is the highest level among the Quanzhen Kungfu of Wanyan Kanghui.
Exquisite and sharp, it seems weak and weak at first, but if the enemy dares to attack, it will be like a sudden blizzard, with endless stamina.
"Oh, that's interesting."
Ouyang Ke also became interested when he saw Wanyan Kang using a palm technique he had never seen before.
He directly used the "Spirit Snake Boxing Technique" and deliberately suppressed his own skills, but he wanted to compete with Wan Yankang to test the subtlety of the boxing technique.
This set of "Spiritual Snake Boxing" was learned by "Western Poison" Ouyang Feng from venomous snakes. His arm seemed to have suddenly lost its bones, as if it had turned into a soft whip. After being struck, it could turn at will in the air, making it difficult for people to guard against it.
After fighting for more than twenty rounds, Wanyankang saw that he could not touch the edge of Ouyang Ke's clothes at all, so he changed his fighting style again in desperation, "Nine Yin White Bone Claw".
Wan Yankang's "Nine Yin White Bone Claw" is still the version that Mei Chaofeng practiced in his early years. Although it has the physical and spiritual qualities, its power is slightly inferior.
"Haha, this kind of kung fu should be practiced by my generation. I will also change my kung fu to play with you."
"Ice Sponge Palm", this palm technique may not be the most powerful, but it is Ouyang Ke's favorite now, especially the ice-sealing effect of the palm technique itself, which makes this young master Ouyang feel very popular.
This is an arrogant young master. Whether he is good at martial arts or not is another matter. He must be handsome and charming enough.
Just now, Wan Yankang witnessed with his own eyes the power of Ouyang Ke's palm technique, killing dozens of guards with just one move.
Therefore, he is very careful when dealing with it now.
"Brother Wanyan, if you only know this little skill, don't blame Brother Yu for being ruthless."
The two have fought for more than forty rounds, and Ouyang Ke also knows the depth of Wan Yankang. He is indeed a good player in the first-class realm.
Unfortunately, it was him, Ouyang Ke, who met him.
"Humph, I will fight with you——"
First he was teased by Ouyang Ke, and then he was constantly suppressed and beaten by the opponent. Wan Yankang felt that all his hard training over the years had been in vain.
Finally, Wanyankang used his special skill "Xuanming Divine Palm".
At first, it wasn't that he didn't want to use it, but that he didn't dare to use it.
There is such a record in the secret book of "Xuanming Divine Palm". "Xuanming Divine Palm" is the most yin palm technique in martial arts. If the opponent's internal strength is stronger than his, the palm power will hit back into the human body.
If you fail to do so, you will be injured by its cold poison.
Ouyang Ke's internal strength was obviously higher than that of Wan Yankang, which was why he didn't dare to use the "Xuanming Divine Palm". But seeing that he was about to be captured, Wan Yankang didn't care about that anymore.
Ouyang Ke only felt that the opponent's palm force was like an overwhelming force, and an extremely cold internal force rushed over him. In an instant, his whole body was cold to the bone. He shook a few times and actually took a step back.
"Well, it's kind of interesting. Let's do it again-"
Ouyang Ke felt that the palm technique Wan Yankang suddenly used just now seemed to be more domineering than his own "Ice Spongy Palm", and he unconsciously increased his internal strength by a few points.
After five face-to-face encounters, Wanyankang and Ouyang Ke exchanged palms. Wanyankang was immediately knocked away. He then vomited blood and fell heavily to the ground.
"Hahaha, brother Wanyan, you can be proud of yourself for being able to push me to this level with your first-class skills."
"Because we have known each other for many years, let me ask you again, do you surrender or not?"
Wan Yankang had already gotten up from the ground and sat there cross-legged. He knew that his internal organs had been injured.
The cold poison from Wanyankang's "Xuanming Divine Palm" was still partially repelled by the palm just now. I'm afraid it will take several months to recover.
"Pooh--"
Wanyankang adjusted his breathing and spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm.
"Ouyang Ke, just give up. Even if I, Wan Yankang, die, I will not kneel to the Mongols."
At this time, Wan Yankang felt a little regretful. If he had known this, he might as well have taken refuge with Guo Mo directly.
Or, if I am more courageous, I can directly take the 60,000 people and move westward to Xiliao, and maybe I can conquer a piece of territory.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
"Hey, it's hard to persuade a damn ghost with good words. Since you are so stubborn and stubborn, I will kill you first, and then open the city gate and let the Mongolian army in."
"Protect the prince——"
Seeing Ouyang Ke walking towards Wan Yankang, clearly intending to kill him, the trembling guards around him, some of whom were loyal protectors, rushed forward waving the scimitars in their hands.
"Humph, you don't overestimate your capabilities——"
Ouyang Ke moved his left and right hands, and the guards blocking the road were knocked away one after another.
"Wanyankang, just stay here—"
Ouyang Ke slowly raised his right hand and patted Wanyankang who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.
"My life is at an end. I'm going to die, Nian Ci——"
Seeing Ouyang Ke raising his palm to clap, Wan Yankang couldn't summon up any inner strength, but the figures of Mu Nianci and Yang Guo flashed in his mind, and he closed his eyes and waited for death.
"Snapped--"
A crisp sound.
"who?--"
Ouyang Ke's palm failed to hit him, but was deflected by a stone flying from the roof.
"Your name is Ouyang Ke? I just saw you using the 'Stinky Snake Fist'. What is your relationship with that 'Stinky Toad'?"
A loud voice came down from the roof, and then a figure flew down and landed between Ouyang Ke and Wan Yankang.
The person who came was a lean old man, wearing a gray cloth robe, not tall, about sixty years old, with disheveled hair, a somewhat gray beard, and eyes like lamps.
"Smelly old man, who are you? My uncle's name is Ouyang Ke, and my father is Ouyang Feng, the 'Western Poison'."
After reaching the ultimate state, Ouyang Ke no longer avoided his relationship with Ouyang Feng. He even felt that between them, father and son, one was at the ultimate state and the other was "half-step innate".
With such a combination, what force in the world can compete with it?
"Oh, it turns out you are a 'little toad', why haven't you heard anyone mention it? But you do look a bit like that 'stinky toad'."
The visitor seemed to have discovered something interesting, and actually circled around Ouyang Ke twice, commenting on the appearance of Ouyang Ke and Ouyang Feng.
"Old man, if you speak rudely again, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Ouyang Ke couldn't help but feel a little annoyed when he saw that he had even announced the name "Western Poison", but the other party actually kept shouting "stinky toad".
Ouyang Ke is not stupid, he knows that this old man is probably not an easy person.
However, the five "Five Jue", "Eastern Evil", "Western Poison", "Southern Emperor", "Northern Beggar" and "Zhongshentong" back then.
"Zhong Shen Tong" died young, "Xi Du" was his father, and "Dong Xie" himself had seen it, so who could this person be?
"Southern Emperor" doesn't look like him. It is said that he has become a monk.
Could it be that he is the "Northern Beggar" Hong Qigong?
It doesn't look like him. Although this person is a bit slovenly, he is not dressed like a beggar, and he doesn't have the legendary big wine gourd with him.
In an instant, Ouyang Ke eliminated this person from the "Five Absolutes".
Since you are not one of the "Five Ultimates", Ouyang Ke is completely relieved. No matter how powerful you are, can you still reach the top level?
This old man is nothing more than an old fellow of the same generation as the "Five Jue" who is relying on his old age to show off his old age.
"Oh, you're still angry? It's not fun to be angry. Even if it's your 'little toad', even if it's your 'stinky toad', I won't dare to talk to me like this."
"Old senior, this man's martial arts has reached its peak, and you may not be his opponent. We meet by chance, and we cannot afford to risk our lives for the sake of a junior."
Wanyankang was already waiting for death with his eyes closed, but his life was saved by an old man who came down from the roof.
However, thinking about Ouyang Ke's efforts, Wanyankang felt a glimmer of hope and fell silent again.
It is said that when a person is about to die, his words are also good. Wanyankang knew that he was doomed, and he did not want to drag an irrelevant person to support him. What's more, this person was an enthusiastic old man who was brave enough to do what was right.
"Well, although you are from the Jin Kingdom, you still have some humanity. Who is your master? I see that your martial arts skills are very complicated. I think you are a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect. You actually know how to 'Nine Nine'
The martial arts in Yin Zhen Jing'?"
You must know that after Wang Chongyang won the "Nine Yin Manual", he did not study it himself, and even more explicitly prohibited Quanzhen Sect disciples from practicing the "Nine Yin Manual".
Hearing the old man ask about his master, Wanyankang didn't know how to answer.
The only master he ever really worshiped was Qiu Chuji, the "Changchunzi" of the Quanzhen Sect.
However, in the battle of Zhongdu City, Bao Xiruo died tragically, Yang Tiexin escaped, and Wanyankang officially broke with his master Qiu Chuji.
"What? Are you not a disciple of the 'Seven Masters of Quanzhen', or did you learn martial arts secretly?"
When it came to "stealing lessons", the old man's eyes lit up, as if it was a very fun thing.
"Old senior, this junior was once a disciple of Master Qiu of the Quanzhen Sect. He never gave up and taught this junior Kung Fu for more than ten years, but wow——"
After saying so many words, Wan Yankang's wound suddenly touched, and he vomited out a mouthful of black blood. He quickly swallowed the last "Nine Turns Lingbao Pill" in his arms.
Regarding the past that Wan Yankang could not forget, even if he mentioned it now, he still didn't know how to face it?
"Oh, you are Qiu Chuji's disciple? Very good, very good. Judging from your skills, you should be the most powerful among the three generations of disciples of the Quanzhen Sect."
"Stop being a prince here, you should tidy up and come back to the Quanzhen Sect with me. Practice martial arts for a few years. I will ask Qiu Chuji to give you the position of master."
The more the old man talked, the more brilliant his idea became.
"Hmph, a crazy old guy is still here pretending to be crazy? Since you are also seeking death, Uncle Ouyang will help you all today."
The old man and Wan Yankang were talking to each other there, and it seemed that they were completely out of touch with Ouyang Ke's presence.
"Little Toad, since you are so confident, I will play with you. Boy, please watch carefully and see how the martial arts taught by Quanzhen are used."
As he said this, the old man actually didn't wait for Ouyang Ke to make a move and took action himself.
"Is this the 'Quan Zhen Kuai Fist'?"
Seeing the old man's move, Wanyankang recognized it at a glance.
Wan Yankang also practiced this set of "Quan Zhen Kuai Fist" back then. Every move never leaves the vital point, and there is no gap between moves.
If the enemy wants to fight back, he has to wait until these thirty-six punches are completed before he has a chance to fight back.
Previously, Wan Yankang felt that this boxing technique was just "fast", but now that he is using it in the hands of this old man, Wan Yankang feels that in addition to being "fast", it is also a boxing technique that is both offensive and defensive.
Later, each move was so fast that Wanyankang was speechless. If he hadn't been familiar with this boxing style, he might not have been able to see clearly how the two attacked and defended.
"Little Toad, you really have a few hits, but I think your foundation seems a bit unstable. You will definitely be beaten and run away within three hundred moves."
After fifty moves, the old man changed his palm technique.
"Walking on Frost and Breaking Ice Palm", he had just seen Wan Yankang use this palm technique, but he could only understand its form but not its reality. At best, he had only practiced it to a small level.
You must know that "Walking on Frost and Breaking Ice Palm" is the most exquisite palm technique of the Quanzhen Sect, which is exquisite, sharp and invincible.
At first it seems weak and powerless, but if the enemy dares to attack, it will be like a sudden blizzard, with endless stamina.
Ouyang Ke has changed three or four kinds of martial arts in a row, but none of them can compete with the "Shuangluoshuangbingzhang".
"Who is this person, and how can he have such high martial arts skills? Is he really taught by Quanzhen?"
Although Ouyang Ke couldn't see through the old man's state, his intuition told him that the other party was definitely not inferior to him.
In the end, Ouyang Ke had no choice but to use his most powerful skill, "joining the fingers".
"Western Poison" Ouyang Feng once told Ouyang Ke that even though Ouyang Ke's level was at its peak, he still hadn't mastered this set of "joint fingers".
Moreover, the internal energy consumed by "joining the fingers" cannot be compared with other kung fu.
This was the first time Ouyang Ke used it against an enemy in so many years.
"That's right, that's right, little toad, what's the name of this set of fingering techniques? Can you teach it to me? I can trade this set of boxing techniques with you."
As he said that, the old man changed another set of boxing techniques, but Wan Yankang had never seen it before. Looking at the routine of this boxing technique, there were still traces of Quanzhen's Kung Fu teachings.
The "Shenhe Finger" is strong and powerful, with wide opening and closing, no less than the "Defense Vajra Finger" of the Shaolin School.
On the other hand, the old man's boxing skills are as clear as a hole in the sky, a breeze as a dream, a punch in the middle, and a child's mediocrity.
There is no one in the world who is soft and weak as water, and no one who attacks the strong can defeat it, and there is no way it can be easily defeated.
The weak overcomes the strong, the soft overcomes the strong, no one in the world knows it, and no one can do it.
Ouyang Ke's moves were ruthless, but the old man was as soft as air, hitting hard with empty blows.
After more than a hundred moves, Ouyang Ke felt as if he was unleashing his inner strength out of thin air, while the other party seemed to be teasing him?
"Little Toad, what do you think? My boxing technique is my own 'Kong Ming Fist'. Can I replace it with the fingering technique in your hand?"
That's right, the old man who came was none other than Zhou Botong, known as the "Old Naughty Boy".
Back then, he and Guo Mo were not acquainted with each other on "Peach Blossom Island", and they even directly became sworn brothers of the opposite sex.
After leaving Peach Blossom Island, the old naughty boy first went back to the Chongyang Palace in Zhongnan Mountain.
After all, I haven't been back for more than ten years, so I still want to go back and see the disciples and grandchildren left behind by my senior brother.
Under Guo Mo's stimulation, he singled out Tan Chuduan from among the "Seven Masters of Quanzhen" and taught him personally for three months. He also taught Tan Chuduan his famous work "Kong Ming Fist".
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Then the old naughty boy couldn't sit still anymore and wandered around the world again.
Fate is naturally something that cannot be explained, but the old naughty boy still met Guo Jing, became sworn brothers, and passed on the scriptures and boxing. It was naturally a proper friendship.
Tired of staying in the Central Plains, the old naughty boy, like those who practiced asceticism, went to the Western Regions, even going deep into the barren country, while polishing his martial arts skills and experiencing the different customs and customs of various places.
Xixia is also a stop on the old naughty boy's journey. He had just entered Cannes and had just drank a glass of "Song Bai" in the hotel when he encountered the city closure incident.
Now that the city is closed, the old naughty boy is in no hurry to leave.
Whether they are Mongolians or Jin people like Wanyankang, there is no difference in the eyes of the old naughty boy.
As long as he finds someone or something interesting or interesting, he will be interested in participating in it.
For example, in the hotel, he saw a person who interested him. It was winter, but he was shaking a folding fan in his hand.
The key is, this kid is already a top expert at such a young age?
It seems that his second brother or third brother may not be at the top, right?
After all these years of running around outside, the old naughty boy couldn't remember how long it had been since he last saw Guo Mo.
Since he was interested in the person in front of him, the old naughty boy naturally had to stare at him quietly, which is why the two of them appeared in Prince Zhao's Mansion at the same time.
Of course, the old naughty boy actually arrived early, but he didn't want to participate in this kind of political struggle, so he kept watching from the roof.
It wasn't until Wanyankang used so many Quanzhen sect techniques that he realized that the prince of the Jin Kingdom was actually of the Quanzhen lineage.
Unfortunately, Wan Yankang was still defeated at the hands of Ouyang Ke. Seeing that his disciple was in danger of death, the old naughty boy would of course show up.
"Huh, old guy, I advise you to mind your own business. I will decide Wan Yankang's life today."
Although the old naughty boy is very difficult to deal with, Ouyang Ke doesn't think he can't be his opponent.
The "joint finger" in his hand launched attacks frequently, hoping to kill the old naughty boy in one fell swoop.
"Hey, little toad, you didn't like my 'Kong Ming Fist', right? What if I use it like this?"
The old naughty boy suddenly changed his moves, using his left hand to "serve rice in an empty bowl" and his right hand to "live in an empty house". Both hands used two completely different moves, but they almost hit Ouyang Ke at the same time.
"this."
Not to mention Ouyang Ke was dumbfounded, even Wan Yankang who was sitting on the ground watching was dumbfounded.
But the old naughty boy couldn't control that much. The seventy-two "Kong Ming Fist", with the blessing of "left and right fighting", beat Ouyang Ke only to parry and had no power to fight back.
On the 270th move between the two, Ouyang Ke dodged the old naughty boy's left hand "Hidden Ruoxu", but was hit by the "wonderful empty hand" on his right hand.
There was a "pop-" sound.
The sound was not loud, but it was enough to knock Ouyang Ke two feet away, and his left arm immediately dropped.
"Who are you?"
After typing for a long time, Ouyang Ke finally remembered to ask the old naughty boy his name?
Also, maybe in his heart, except for the former "Five Ultimates", no one else should be his opponent.
"Haha, little toad, go back and tell your 'stinky toad' that my senior brother could beat the shit out of him back then, and now I, the 'old naughty boy' Zhou Botong, can do the same."
"Are you the 'Old Naughty Boy' Zhou Botong?——"
Ouyang Ke actually knew the name of the old naughty boy.
It's a pity that he has never met an old naughty boy in all the years he has been in the Central Plains. Now that he has reached the ultimate level, he has some eyes higher than the top, and he has no time to think about people outside the "Five Ultimates".
"Ah, this person is actually my great-uncle?——"
Wanyankang, who was sitting on the ground recovering from his injuries, naturally heard the name Zhou Botong from "Changchunzi" Qiu Chuji, but he didn't expect to meet him under such circumstances today.
Wanyankang felt warm in his heart. He had not experienced the taste of "family love" for a long time since his father, Wanyan Honglie, died.
"Hey, little toad, do you want to leave on your own, or do you want me to beat you away?"
Looking at Ouyang Ke getting up from the ground, the old naughty boy walked over unsteadily.