On the observation deck at the entrance of the valley, Yang Guo, dressed in white, put his hands on his back and stared at the top of the mountain at the entrance, where the shadows of the trees were dancing, the light and shadow were mottled, and the sunlight filtered through the leaves, creating a unique beauty.
Yang Guo had no intention of admiring the beauty of Jueqing Valley, his eyebrows were tightly knitted and his face was solemn.
After a while, the shadow guard, also dressed in white, turned over and jumped onto the observation deck: "Young Master."
With his forehead slightly raised, Yang Guo stared at the latter closely. The shadow guard slowly shook his head under Yang Guo's expectant gaze.
"boom!"
Yang Guo's eyes became cold and stern, and he slapped a claw on the railing. The iron-hard claws pulled out a piece of the railing claw. There was a clicking sound, and Yang Guo crushed the broken wood in his hand into powder.
"Give me the order, all personnel will set off and leave the Heartless Valley."
The shadow guard turned around and left without a trace of hesitation.
Yang Guo glanced at the mouth of the valley one last time, then turned over and jumped off the lookout. He really wanted to wait for Ouyang Feng here, but the incident had reached a very serious stage and he had to leave early.
Guo Jing had 'disappeared' for so long. Huang Rong couldn't do anything. At this moment, he might have sent a powerful enemy on the way. Yang Guo couldn't sit still and wait for death, so he had to withdraw first.
In the main hall, Qiu Qianchi was slumped on a lounge chair. Gongsun Lu'e, who was dressed in green clothes, stood closely behind him. Fan Yiweng, who had a beard on the ground, was guarding the two of them to guard against the Baituoshan people who were constantly pouring into the hall.
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In a short time, the small main hall was filled with more than twenty direct descendants of Baituoshan. They were all holding weapons and staring at Qiu Qianchi and the others with evil expressions. After a while, a young man with sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes appeared.
He quickly walked into the main hall, holding an old monk with white eyebrows and white beard in his hand. It was Master Yideng who was 'sealed' by Ouyang Feng in martial arts.
"Yang Guo! What are you doing?!" Qiu Qianchi, who was leaning on the recliner, shouted and asked. The three of them were fed Baituo Mountain's secret poison by Yang Guo, and they couldn't use their skills at all. They were like fish waiting to be slaughtered.
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"Young Master, do you want to?" At this time, a descendant of Baituoshan with a gloomy expression walked up to Yang Guo, stretched out his hand and scratched his neck, indicating whether he wanted to kill Qiu Qianchi and the others.
Glancing at Qiu Qianchi with venomous eyes, Yang Guo glanced at Gongsun Lu'e who had a pleading look on his face. He pondered for a while and shook his head: "She is no longer a disabled person and there is no need to worry about her. We are traveling lightly on this trip and it is not convenient to take them with us.
Let them fend for themselves."
The subordinates sighed secretly when they heard this. They felt that Yang Guo was still too soft-hearted. How could he wait for this kind of snake and scorpion woman if he didn't kill her now? Should she keep her for the New Year? The direct descendants of Baituo Mountain couldn't figure it out.
Yang Guo did not explain. He turned around and looked directly at Master Yideng, who had a twilight face, and said, "Master, could you please come with us?"
Yi Deng didn't reply when he heard the words. He ignored them and was still immersed in the pain of losing his disciple. Seeing this, Yang Guo didn't say much and signaled two of his men to hold Yi Deng up. He turned around and walked out the door: "Let's go."
"Dad!! Where are you?!"
As soon as the group of people reached the palace gate, a clear voice came from the entrance of the valley. Yang Guo's face suddenly changed and he thought to himself: "They came so fast."
Naturally, Yang Guo knew the voice belonged to Guo Fu as soon as he heard it. Since she was here, Huang Rong would definitely be with her, and there might be some unknown strong people accompanying her. Yang Guo did not dare to be careless and immediately turned around and ran towards the side door.
"Hahahaha, you little pretty boy, are you going to run away?" Qiu Qianchi saw the panic-stricken Yang Guo turn around and walk away, so he taunted her. The people from Baituo Mountain punched and kicked her.
Although Yang Guo didn't do it himself, he naturally hated Yang Guo who was the leader.
"Mother, you'd better say less." Gongsun Lu'e stared at Yang Guo nervously, fearing that they would come and attack Qiu Qianchi again.
Unexpectedly, Qiu Qianchi was not grateful at all when he heard this. He glared at his daughter and said sternly: "What are you afraid of! Isn't he just a pretty boy? He can't do anything right?!"
Qiu Qianchi's words were not bad. Yang Guo, with red lips and white teeth, looked like a proper naughty boy to others. Yang Guo, who was walking quickly, took a hard look at Qiu Qianchi, who had a provocative look on his face, and was secretly angry in his heart.
"presumptuous!"
Yang Guo didn't express his position, but the Baituoshan people who could not hold back for a long time immediately jumped in front of Qiu Qianchi and kicked him on his ugly face.
It also fell apart.
How could Gongsun Lv'e and Fan Yiweng, who had "lost all their martial arts", stop these wolf-like and tiger-like members of the Baituoshan congregation? As soon as they met, they were knocked to the ground by the excited guards in white, and then the whole group of people cheered like this.
He rushed forward and punched and kicked Qiu Qianchi who was lying on the ground.
"What a bastard! I've been putting up with this ugly old lady like you for a long time! Now you dare to speak rudely to our young master! I think you are tired of living! Beat her to death! Brothers!"
Someone in the crowd made a move, which instantly ignited the anger of the gang of desperadoes. They all used their fists and kicks to greet Qiu Qianchi, who was lying on the ground and couldn't stop wailing.
"Mom! Please stop fighting!" Gongsun Lv'e tried his best to crawl towards Qiu Qianchi, but just as he was about to get up, he was kicked to the ground by a White Camel Mountain guard and grabbed her hair with one hand.
Pulling up hard: "What the hell are you! I'm going to trample this ugly old lady to death in front of you today!"
This group of people were not good at all, and there was no seriousness in the attack. At this time, Qiu Qianchi had been beaten to the point where he could not move, and he was barely breathing in and out.
"Junior Yang, please forgive me if you have to, and let's stop." Master Yideng, who stood aside and couldn't stand it, said softly with his hands clasped together.
Hesitantly glanced at the orphaned and widowed mother who was being bullied, Yang Guo said in a deep voice: "Stop."
Seeing that the young master spoke in person, several angry Baituoshan heirs stopped cursing, and then spat a mouthful of thick phlegm onto the face of the unrecognizable Qiu Qianchi: "What the hell! If the young master hadn't been kind-hearted,
, I will chop you alive!"
After several people finished speaking, they slowly walked to Yang Guo's side.
"Stop making trouble and retreat quickly!"
After looking at Gongsun Lu'e who was kicked in the face, Yang Guo strode towards the side door.
Knowing that Huang Rong was coming, Yang Guo didn't dare to go through the main entrance, so he could only take the risk and run to the secret room where Gongsun Zhi escaped.
On this trip, Ouyang Feng chose all the elites to follow him, which meant that the people in Bai Tuo Mountain had no mediocrity at all. They walked all the way from the side door to the secret room. Yang Guo took the lead in climbing down the window, and everyone followed suit without hesitation.
Later.
In the main hall of Jueqing Valley, Gongsun Lv'e quickly crawled to the dying Qiu Qianchi, looked at his mother who was beaten into a state of disgrace, and felt sad: "Mother! If you persist, I will find E'er for you right now.
medicine."
After saying that, he got up and ran to the medicine room. Suddenly a figure flashed at the door. It was Hong Qigong with an angry face. He glanced at Gongsun Lu'e with disheveled hair. Hong Qigong said in a deep voice: "Ouyang Feng is here.
where?!"
Staring at this extraordinary old man, Gongsun Lue hesitated to say anything, but Fan Yiweng reacted quickly and pointed back: "Where did they escape?"
Gongsun Lu'e glanced at his senior brother and kept silent, refusing to expose him.
As soon as Fan Yiwen finished speaking, Hong Qigong hurried towards the side door. As soon as he left, Huang Rong and Guo Fu rushed into the main hall and looked at the messy living room in surprise.
In a mountain stream somewhere, a group of people headed by Yang Guo were traveling through the forest paths at high speed.
"Young Master, who is coming? Do we need to be in such a hurry?" A White Camel Mountain guard in the crowd asked Yang Guo, who was running ahead.
Yang Guo glanced at this unhappy subordinate from the corner of his eye, and reluctantly explained: "Huang Rong."
This is a sign that Yang Guo has not completely controlled Baituo Mountain. Except for the shadow guards, there are many "old people" who don't say anything, but they express their dissatisfaction with the young Yang Guo, and naturally they are also suspicious of his judgment.
If it were Ouyang Feng, he wouldn't even bother to explain, and probably wouldn't dare to be questioned.
"Is it her? What's so scary about that old lady? There are so many of us who are afraid of her as a woman." Many people whispered after hearing this, not afraid of Huang Rong at all.
Yang Guo sighed slightly in his heart, Ouyang Feng was not here, the team was getting difficult to lead, and people were gradually losing heart. Everyone was talking about Ouyang Feng, who had been missing for a long time. Yang Guo was alone and couldn't say anything powerful. After all, even he couldn't
He knew whether Ouyang Feng was dead or alive at this moment.
Just as everyone was hurrying on their way, a thunderous roar suddenly sounded from behind them: "Ouyang Feng!!"
The breath was long and powerful. After hearing this, Yang Guo and others' expressions changed drastically, and they all realized that the person who came had extraordinary strength.
"Speed up!"
Yang Guo didn't say much, he personally controlled a lamp in his hands, spread out his body and ran towards the secluded alley at full speed.
But at this moment, in the dense forest, a figure like a running cheetah was chasing Yang Guo and his party at an extremely fast speed. It was Hong Qigong who came in anger.
"Young Master!" The few White Tuo Mountain guards who were running at the end turned around and could see the figure of the person coming. They couldn't help but anxiously shouted to Yang Guo who was running in front.
Yang Guo turned slightly and glanced at the extremely fast figure behind him, and said in a deep voice: "Leave him alone, let's go!"
Yang Guo knew that with that man's ability, it was only a matter of time before he caught up with his group, but there was nothing he could do, so he could only choose a small road to run.
After a while, Yang Guo ran to a mountain col with a lantern master in one hand. Looking at the astonishing slope of the mountain in front of him, Yang Guo stopped and turned around to look at the white-haired old man who was rushing towards him like thunder.
"People from White Camel Mountain? Where is Ouyang Feng?! Where are they?!" Seeing his opponent stop, Hong Qigong also stopped and glanced at the people opposite him one by one, and found that Ouyang Feng was not seen.
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"Hong Qigong?!!"
At this time, someone in the crowd recognized the identity of the person who came and couldn't help but exclaimed. On that day, Hong Qigong made a big fight with Ouyang Feng at White Camel Villa. There were quite a few people who witnessed it.
"It's him?!"
Yang Guo's pupils shrank suddenly when he heard this. He didn't see Hong Qigong that day, so he didn't recognize him at all.
His heart thumped, and Yang Guo knew that this encounter would not go well. He separated from the crowd one by one and stood at the front, cupping his hands and saying, "Young man Yang Guo, I wonder what senior is here for?"
"Yang Guo?"
Hong Qigong murmured in a low voice, and his eyes became sharp: "Are you Yang Kang's son?!"
In Xiangyang City, he often heard Guo Jing mention this nephew. He knew that he was following Ouyang Feng to help others, so he didn't have a good impression of him.
"Yes, my father is Yang Kang." Seeing his disgusted look, Yang Guo was extremely sensitive and admitted loudly.
"Hmph! The top beam is out of alignment and the bottom beam is crooked! Your Uncle Guo treats you as if he were his own child. How about you? In turn, you help the enemy to deal with you, Uncle Guo! Tell me! Are you worthy of him!?" Hong Qigong shouted sternly.
Yang Guo's face turned red and blue, his chest heaved violently, and he yelled: "What qualifications do you have to talk about my father?! Also! Isn't my father's death caused by you hypocritical people! But now you are here!"
Preaching, such a noble look!"
Yang Guo is a rebellious kid, and Yang Kang is his rebellious figure. In the original work, he will be easily excited whenever this topic is mentioned.
The same is true now, even if the opponent is the famous Northern Beggar Hong Qigong, he is not afraid.
"Okay, okay, what a sharp-tongued brat, I don't know the same level as you, tell me! Where is Guo Jing? And where is Ouyang Feng?" Hong Qigong shook his head when he saw Yang Guo looking crazy.
"..."
Yang Guo exhaled slightly and looked at Hong Qigong silently, as if he didn't want to say anything.
"Okay, you have some backbone. Then I want to see if it's your mouth or my fist that's stronger. Don't say that I, Hong Qigong, bully the junior." Hong Qigong laughed angrily and walked towards Yang Guo.
, He has lost his patience at this moment. Guo Jing is his favorite disciple. At this moment, his life or death is uncertain. If he says he is not impatient, he would be lying. Yang Guo is still holding back, so don't blame him for being cruel.
When everyone in Baituo Mountain saw Hong Qigong walking slowly, they all drew out their weapons, as if facing a formidable enemy.
"Hmph! Let me see who of you can stop me!" He looked at everyone with disdain, and Hong Qigong's originally kind and friendly face showed no anger or authority.
Yang Guo also knew that even if he and others were tied up and put together, they would definitely not be a match for Hong Qigong. He immediately reached out to the crowd behind him and pulled Master Yideng out of the crowd and placed him in front of him, then reached out and pulled it out from his waist.
A dagger was pressed against Master Yideng's throat.
"Master, I'm offended."
"Um??"
Seeing a lantern, Hong Qigong was obviously stunned for a while, and stopped unconsciously.
"Master Yideng, why are you here?" Hong Qigong was deeply moved when he saw his old friend.
Master Yideng ignored the bright short blade around his neck and smiled bitterly at Hong Qigong: "Master Hong, it's hard to explain this matter in words."
Knowing that Yideng must have experienced something unknown to him, and it was not convenient to reminisce about the past on this occasion, Hong Qigong smashed the big stone in front of him with his palm and shouted: "Yang Guo! Let Master Yideng go."
"Huh, senior, you are so powerful and powerful. You can let him go if you ask him to. Why should I listen to you!" Yang Guo stared at the former without giving an inch.
At this moment, he was already thinking about how to escape. Yideng happened to be his most important bargaining chip. Whether he could escape smoothly depended on the Yideng in his hand.
"You'd better not try to challenge my bottom line, Yang Guo! I'll say it again! Turn on the light and I'll spare your life!" Hong Qigong's endurance had reached the critical point at this moment.
Yang Guo also knew it, so he didn't dare to go too far, for fear that he would really rob someone without hesitation. Yideng must not die, and it would be useless to him if he died.
After hearing this, he walked to the hillside with a lamp, turned around and looked at the nervous Hong Qigong: "You want to save him, then I'll give it back to you!"
After saying that, Hong Qigong threw the lamp down the hillside with great force in the sound of shock and anger.
"run!!!"
After doing all this, Yang Guo immediately galloped towards the other side of the mountain road, and the people in Baituo Mountain followed him all the way.
"Yang Guo!!"
I saw a figure flying down the mountain at an extremely fast speed, rushing towards a light...