Hearing this, Huang Rong was suddenly startled. She subconsciously squeezed her husband's forearm tightly until her fingertips turned white.
"Are you worried about Master?"
The two of them did not stop, but still slowly entered the main hall.
Helping his wife to sit down, Guo Jing patted the back of his beloved wife's hand and nodded thoughtfully: "Well, I, Guo Jing, can't achieve such achievements without the cultivation of Senior Hong. Now that he has such an unpleasant quarrel with his father-in-law, why?
As a disciple, I should come forward to dissuade you."
Seeing Huang Rong hesitate to speak, Guo Jing said again: "Rong'er, have you forgotten? Your life was saved by Master Yideng. Yu Li, our family should all come forward."
Wei Wei rolled her eyes at her husband. As smart as Huang Rong, how could she not know that her husband was afraid that she wouldn't let him go, so he even moved out his savior, Master Yideng, so he pondered for a moment and nodded: "Rong'er didn't let you go.
, but Zhang Dong is also a great benefactor of our family. You think you are so reckless, should you side with the master and Master Yideng, or should you side with brother Dong Zhang?"
"this......."
Obviously, Guo Jing was stunned by his wife's words.
Seeing that he was silent, Huang Rong said again: "We are here to break up the fight, not to take sides. No matter which side you stand on, it will only increase the number of conflicts. This is contrary to our original intention and will only make the incident worse."
The trend is getting worse.”
"Then...Rong'er, are we going to watch Master Hong and brother Dongzhang fighting for their lives?"
Shaking her head, Huang Rong pulled Guo Jing to sit down, and poured a cup of tea herself and handed it over: "We want to help, but not just to help anyone, but to make them put down their war completely."
Guo Jing, who was about to raise his tea cup, put the cup down again when he heard this, and said urgently: "Then what should we do?"
Looking at the anxious Guo Jing in a funny way, Huang Rong smiled charmingly: "You must also know the temper of Brother Dongzhang. This battle is inevitable."
"Um?"
"Brother Jing, don't be anxious. Just listen to Ronger slowly. Fighting is definitely going to happen, but there are some tricks on how to fight. The purpose of our visit is to ensure that they don't kill anyone, that is.
He said, if the fight you clicked exceeds the specifications, that will be the time for you, Brother Jing, to take action."
Huang Rong knew that when the situation reached this point, she could not talk with words alone and could only let them fight. However, she could adjust the situation to minimize the damage.
By that time, both sides are exhausted. They have fought anyway, and have vented their dissatisfaction. When Guo Jing and Huang Rong step forward to act as peacemakers, their chances of successfully persuading peace will definitely be much greater.
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"Well... Ronger is still thoughtful, but my husband takes it for granted."
After thinking for a moment, Guo Jing exclaimed in admiration.
"You, you, Ronger guessed that if you wanted to leave, you would definitely stand on the side of the master and Master Yideng to persuade them to make peace. In that case, given the temperament of brother-in-law Edong, he would probably confront you both.
Three people, oh, I almost forgot, there is also an old naughty boy, this..."
Huang Rong had just rolled her eyes at Guo Jing, and then she remembered that there was an old naughty boy named Zhou Botong who had not been included in the calculation. She saw his attitude towards Lu Guzhan at the Sword Tomb that day, and the matter began to become difficult again.
It can be said that Hong Qigong and Master Yideng are both reasonable people, but Zhou Botong is a fool. If he can listen to advice, he will not be called an old naughty boy.
Tsk...this is difficult to handle...
"Father, mother, what are you talking about..."
Just as the two couples were lost in thought, a cry like an oriole suddenly came from outside the door.
A pair of maroon boots caught the eye first, followed by Guo Fu, who was dressed in red, jumping into the main hall, followed by her two followers, the Wu brothers.
"Go, go, go somewhere else to play, dad and mom have important matters to discuss."
Seeing this daughter, Guo Jing first raised his eyebrows, but then he frowned and said something to chase her away.
With Huang Rong around, Guo Fu was not afraid of Guo Jing. She walked straight in front of the two of them and made a face at Guo Jing before saying farewell. Then she held Huang Rong's arm with both hands and shook her head: "Mother, Fu'er also needs to listen. Fu'er
Now that I have grown up, I also want to help you."
"..."
Taking a peek at Guo Jing, who had a face as dark as ink but a rather happy look on his face, Huang Rong laughed softly and said, "It's nothing, it's just the matter between your Grandpa Hong and Master Yideng."
"Is this an agreement with Brother Dongzhang?"
"Um."
Seeing that her daughter still couldn't forget Dongzhang, Huang Rong, a mother, sighed deeply in her heart.
"Fu'er is going to Huashan."
"Fuer!!"
Guo Jing, who had been silent until he heard this, immediately slapped his hand on the chair and shouted angrily.
His sudden outburst shocked both the Wu brothers and Guo Fu. Although Guo Fu was scared, she still stubbornly looked into Guo Jing's eyes and retorted with a pout: "Isn't this what dad taught us? We must show gratitude.
To repay, there is no greater duty than to do good, and to be an upright person, isn’t this what you taught me, dad?”
"........."
Seeing that Guo Jing didn't reply, Guo Fu, whose big eyes were already red, said again: "Brother Dong Zhang was kind to Fu'er with his life. Do you think Fu'er should repay him?"
As soon as these words came out, even Guo Jing was a little unable to answer and could only remain silent.
Seeing that the scene was at a deadlock, Huang Rong on the side waved her hands and said softly: "Okay, okay, you two, please stop arguing. Let's all go. Our whole family will go. Fu'er, please stop talking."
You know, your father is worried."
"Hehehe~ It's better to be my mother~"
Hearing the sound, Guo Fu burst into laughter and buried her head deeply in Huang Rong's arms.
"snort!"
Seeing her and her mother helping each other, Guo Jing waved his sleeves and walked out the door without saying anything.
The next day, Guo Jing's family quietly left Xiangyang City at dawn and headed straight for Huashan Mountain.
............................
Jiaozhuang.
It is already less than a hundred miles away from Huashan.
This small and quiet village welcomed a group of strange people of all kinds today, but the leader was dressed in black, with his black hair tied back into a high ponytail.
She was walking slowly towards the village. Next to her was a beautiful woman in all white. Seven weirdos of different shapes were following closely behind them. They were old, young, fat and thin.
Some are handsome and some are ugly.
"Old Zhang, Dongzhang is a little hung up this time. One-on-one is okay, but now it's one-on-three. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk tsk, three is the best, can he get it?"
Behind him, a fat man wearing a short shirt with his bare chest and breasts patted his belly covered with black hair and grinned.
Hearing the sound, several weirdos were doing their own thing, but they all listened carefully.
The scholar in white who was walking in front sighed quietly after hearing this: "Why should we follow him? Isn't it just him? He said that if he dies, it means that he is just a man of this level. I respect this man.
, and respect his choice."
After speaking, the scholar's eyes in white immediately became dangerous. The gold pendant on his left ear emitted bursts of golden light under the sunlight, and his voice instantly became cold: "Baicao Immortal, if he wins, no matter how badly he suffers,
He is injured, even if you are in the Palace of the King of Hell, you must pull him out from the King of Hell! If you can't save him, I will kill you with my own hands."
"Hehehe, I don't need you to remind me, I will do it..."
Baicao Fairy was not annoyed when he heard this and replied with a smile.
"As for, if this man is defeated, I will personally avenge him. Even if the opponent is Wu Jue, it doesn't matter. In this life, I, Zhang Yimeng, will chase and kill him to the death."
"Hahahahaha, count me in too."
Beside him, the fat man touched the dark kitchen knife on his waist with his big hand and chuckled.
"Count me in too."
The woman shrouded in black echoed coldly.
"And me, how can such an interesting thing as hunting the Five Ultimates be without me, hehehe~"
A graceful woman wearing a floral dress, her face covered with horizontal and vertical sword marks and wounds, also chuckled softly.
"You're all in, so naturally I can't be a coward. Count me in."
Baicao Fairy looked at the flowers and plants on the roadside and spoke leisurely.
At this time, only Yanbo Diaosou, who was wearing a bamboo hat, did not express his position, and several people had no intention of asking. This kind of thing was voluntary. Originally, Zhang Yimeng wanted to do it alone, but unexpectedly these people all jumped out together.
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"Count me in too..."
After walking a little further, the taciturn Yanbo Diaosou suddenly spoke up, causing several people to turn their heads and look over.
"Don't look at me, Dongzhang has the kindness to rebuild Quanzi, and I sold my life to him. Hey, Wujue, I have long wanted to try the abilities of these guys...
"
Yanbo Diaosou is from the same era as Wujue, and his strength is no lower than Qiu Qianren, who floats on the water with Iron Palm, or even stronger. After all, he is a figure that even Huang Yaoshi is afraid of. He only retired from the world because of his son. Now he has no worries.
That passion naturally burst out again.
With him joining, let alone a quasi-Five Ultimate Master plus five super first-class masters, even one Five Ultimate Expert could really be surrounded and massacred on the spot.
Baicao Xian's strange silver needle, Zhang Yimeng's dozens of strange arts including hidden weapons, short-hand weapons, and sleight-of-hand techniques, the human cook's chef's knife skills, etc...
Just highlighting one weirdness can bring down a Wujue, not to mention the Yanbo Diaosou who is a perfect Wujue.
Dongzhang, at this moment, was completely unaware of the conversation between the people behind him.
Approaching the village, I saw that every house was hung with bright red lanterns. I couldn't help but look sideways at the little dragon girl beside me and sighed: