Everyone in the hall fell silent for a moment after hearing Yang Guo's address to Ouyang Feng. Many people stared in surprise at the young man who was kneeling on his knees with his head buried deep in his hands.
Hearing this slightly childish voice, Ouyang Feng's heart moved. He didn't know what he thought of. His eyes flashed with memories, but he still lazily held up his chin and said to Yang Guo: "Raise your head."
"Yes, Grand Master." Yang Guo swallowed nervously. Hearing the words, Yang Guo slowly raised his head and placed his hands firmly on his knees.
As soon as he raised his head, he secretly glanced at Ouyang Feng, who was sitting in the front seat, and saw that he was quite tall. Even from the seat, his height could be clearly seen. He was dressed in white, with a high nose and deep eyes.
A large area of his beard is white, but the original color can still be seen to be brown. His eyes are as sharp as a sword. He looks quite old, but he still looks heroic.
It turns out that this Grand Master is not from the Central Plains, Yang Guo muttered in his heart.
The moment Ouyang Feng saw Yang Guo raising his head, he leaned forward slightly, stared at Yang Guo's face carefully and fell into a brief recollection. Everyone could tell that he was caught in some kind of memory at this moment.
I saw that Yang Guo had sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a tall nose that was very similar to Ouyang Feng. His face was pale, but he was just nervous.
Staring at Yang Guo's handsome face, Ouyang Feng couldn't help but think of his own son Ouyang Ke. His own Ke'er was also so handsome. The more he looked at it, the happier he became. He couldn't help but compare Ouyang Ke and Yang Guo in his mind.
The figures overlapped, and for a moment it was impossible to tell whether the young man in front of him was Ouyang Ke or Yang Guo.
Ouyang Feng knew that this was his old habit, so he raised his hand and patted his forehead with a somewhat dazed look: "Lao Lao Lao Lao, you said you are my disciple?"
Staring at this imposing old man, Yang Guo prostrated himself on the ground again: "Yes, my father Yang Kang was killed by a bad person, but the enemy was too powerful, so Yang Guo had no choice but to come and seek refuge with the Grand Master."
"Yang Kang?"
"Yes." Yang Guo swallowed nervously, not daring to raise his head.
Ouyang Feng thought of that cheap apprentice. It turned out that his children were so old. Because of his mental disorder, Ouyang Feng always thought that Ouyang Ke died in the hands of Guo Jing and Huang Rong, so he never forgot the pain of losing his child.
The pain of giving away the black-haired man made him change his temperament drastically and become moody. Now he is recuperating his energy and preparing to return to the Central Plains to kill Guo Jing and his wife.
"Are you Yang Kang's son?"
"Yes, Grand Master."
"Who is your father-killing enemy?"
With a flash of hesitation in his eyes, Yang Guo hesitated and said: "Guo Jing..."
"Who?" Ouyang Feng straightened his upper body and stared at Yang Guo who was lowering his head and asked in a shocked voice.
"Back to Grand Master, it's... it's Guo Jing."
"Hehehehe, hahahahahaha, Guo Jing... Guo Jing..." Ouyang Feng naturally knows the relationship between Yang Kang and Guo Jing. The Guo and Yang families have been friends for generations, and these are nothing to Ouyang Feng.
secret.
Then he thought of something interesting. Ouyang Feng thought of the pedantic Guo Jing, glanced at Yang Guo and said in a deep voice: "Yes, I am your father's master. It is reasonable for you to call me Grand Master."
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Hearing this, Yang Guo looked up in surprise at Ouyang Feng, who was sitting in the main seat.
Staring at Yang Guo's handsome face, Ouyang Feng's expression changed slightly, and he unconsciously thought of his dead son.
He opened his mouth and said to Yang Guo: "My child, you have gone home now. You don't have to be afraid of those bad people outside anymore. Come on!"
"My subordinates are here!" People on both sides of the hall could not help but clasp their hands and look at Ouyang Feng.
"Welcome the Young Master back to the village." Ouyang Feng stood up and turned to leave. The moment he turned around, he took one last look at the astonished Yang Guo, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then a deafening sound echoed throughout the hall.
"Congratulations to the young master of the village to return to the village!!"
"Congratulations to the young master of the village to return to the village!!"
"Congratulations to the young master of the village to return to the village!!"
Listening to the shouts around him, Yang Guo seemed to be in a dream, with a slightly unreal feeling. Just a moment ago, he was still a destitute abandoned disciple, but in this short period of time, he transformed into the White Camel Villa.
The powerful young owner of the village, this... happiness came too quickly and too easily. Yang Guo didn't react for a moment, and just stared blankly at the people around him who kept cheering, while he seemed to be in a dream.
After a while, several maids quickly came to Yang Guo and said in a coquettish voice, "Young Master, please follow your servants down to bathe and change clothes."
"Uh...uh...ok." Yang Guo, who was at a loss what to do, was led out of the hall.
Everyone stared at Yang Guo's leaving figure with different motives, not knowing what they were thinking in their hearts. As Yang Guo's leader, Liang Qing heard that Yang Guo was actually Ouyang Feng's disciple. This shocking news immediately turned him away.
Hell was pulled into heaven, my mood was as exciting as riding a roller coaster, and I began to look forward to my good days in the future.
Behind the main hall, in a majestic main room, Ouyang Feng sat at his desk and stared at the flickering candle on the table, thinking secretly, Yang Guo... Guo Jing... This is a bit interesting... Hehehehehe.
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That night, Yang Guo, who was dressed in new clothes, looked like a handsome nobleman. As the saying goes, a man depends on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle. Yang Guo was already very handsome, and this change of clothes in white made his temperament even more noble.
At the welcome dinner in the evening, all of Ouyang Feng's cronies took turns to attend and accompany Yang Guo, which was a great honor. However, as the host, Ouyang Feng was still missing. This also made everyone speculate about Ouyang Feng's intentions.
The look in Yang Guo's eyes was even more intriguing.
After all, Yang Guo was still inexperienced and didn't know the depth of the story. He just happily exchanged glasses with everyone, and gradually lost himself while drinking and drinking. In the end, he got so drunk that he was carried back to the room by his servants.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Naturally, these behaviors of Yang Guo were reported to Ouyang Feng in detail by the guards. Ouyang Feng did not express anything after listening.
He chuckled twice and dismissed the guard who came to report, young man...hehe, he looks just like your short-lived father...hehehehe...
The next day, Yang Guo, who was still in a daze, was woken up by a maid who gently shook him: "Young Master, get up. The Master has summoned you."
Yang Guo, who had drunk an unknown amount of wine, his head was like a paste at this time, and he could not think of anything. Even if he drank to pieces, no matter who was toasting him last night, Yang Guo drank it all in one gulp. No one could resist it.
He lived there, and his cultivation level was still low. Yang Guo just wanted to express his goodwill to everyone, so he always accepted everyone's toasts. No, he was too drunk.
But when the maid said that Ouyang Feng was summoning her, her confused head suddenly came to her senses. She slapped her head vigorously and woke up from the wine. She jumped off the bed and ran out of the house.
But the maid stopped him urgently: "Young Master, you'd better wash up first. If you go to see the Master like this, you will be punished."
After touching his messy hair, Yang Guo also knew that he must look very slovenly now, so he honestly helped the maid freshen up her makeup and tidy up her clothes. Because it was the first time she was being served, there was still a lot of trepidation and embarrassment in her expression.
But since you can't refuse, let's enjoy it. After thinking about it, his nervous expression regained a trace of calmness.
The martial arts field at the back of the villa is a forbidden area of White Camel Villa. No one dares to intrude without Ouyang Feng's order. The martial arts field is built behind Ouyang Feng's main house, and behind it is the cliff. It is extremely concealed.
Gao is also where Ouyang Feng usually practices.
After half the time of burning incense, Yang Guo arrived belatedly under the guidance of the maid. He was brought to the entrance of the martial arts arena and the maid bowed and left. Yang Guo nodded to her and thanked her before stepping into the arena.
I saw a tall and tall figure standing in the middle of the large martial arts arena, with his hands behind his back facing him.
Seeing this figure, Yang Guo was trembling in his heart. He walked quickly behind him and said with his hands in his hands, "Master, I've kept you waiting for a long time."
"It doesn't matter." Ouyang Feng turned around and stared at Yang Guo who dared not breathe. He rolled his eyelids and continued, "Put what you have learned into practice."
With a thought in his heart, Yang Guo knew that Ouyang Feng was testing his own skills, so he hurriedly cheered up and said excitedly to Ouyang Feng, "Yes! Grand Master!"