() The person who came was naturally Hong Qigong. Zheng She discovered him as soon as he was two feet away.
This man's movements were extremely fast. As soon as Zheng She turned around, he had already sat next to the two of them.
Hong Qigong is a middle-aged man with a square face. Although he is a beggar, he is quite clean. He wears patched clothes, a big red gourd on his waist, and a green bamboo stick in his hand.
Staring straight at the beggar chicken in Huang Rong's hand, her saliva was almost drooling. She clicked her lips twice, took the red gourd, removed the stopper, took two sips, and handed the gourd to Zheng She, saying:
"you drink."
The gourd has a strong aroma of wine.
Zheng Xie took the gourd, played with it in his hand, then took two sips, and then handed the wine gourd to Huang Rong.
This gourd is something that has been passed down from generation to generation in the Beggar Clan. Although it is not as important as the dog-beating stick, it is not much different.
Huang Rong took the gourd and looked at it like Zheng Xie, and exclaimed: "This gourd is not simple!"
"Girls know their stuff. This gourd is the old beggar's treasure. It has been passed down for hundreds of years since the late Tang Dynasty." Hong Qigong said, but his eyes were fixed on the beggar's chicken in Huang Rong's hand, and he couldn't help but swallow it.
He was drooling and twitching his index finger. It seemed that if he was delayed for a while, he would grab it.
Huang Rong smiled, took two sips of wine, and returned the gourd to him. When he reached out to take the gourd, Huang Rong's heart moved. She saw that his right hand only had four fingers, and the index finger was broken at the palm.
.Seeing him staring at the beggar chicken in his hand with his throat throbbing, he tore half of it and gave it to him.
Hong Qigong was about to reach out to pick it up, but Zheng Xie grabbed it in his hand. He said: "This beggar chicken is my Rong'er's masterpiece. It is unique in the world. If you want to eat it, you must show your hands."
.If you can take it from my hand, it’s okay to give this chicken to you to eat.”
Hong Qigong laughed and said: "Haha, I've always been the only one who has been trying to compete with others in martial arts, and no one has ever taught me. Well, here I come, little brother, be careful!"
After saying that, he reached out and grabbed Zheng She's hand.
Zheng Xie quickly moved forward with his other hand and made a vague stroke in front of him. Hong Qigong's hand involuntarily hit it and was pushed away by him again.
Hong Qigong said "Hey" and said: "It's interesting, come again." At that moment, he no longer pried, and used the Xiaoyaoyou Boxing Technique.
The two palms are fighting together, you are going back and forth, the fight is inseparable, and they are evenly matched.
In terms of internal skills, Master Nandi Yideng is the most powerful among the four skills, but in terms of external skills, Hong Qigong, who is proficient in the Eighteen Palms for Subduing the Dragon and the Dog Beating Stick Technique, is the best.
However, what Minister Hong Qi showed at this time was only the Xiaoyaoyou Boxing Technique. Compared with Zheng Xie's Perfect Level Tianchang Palm Technique, his almost perfect Xiaoyaoyou Boxing Technique was only in the middle.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged more than fifty moves. Hong Qigong saw that he could not attack for a long time, and his chicken would become cold if he waited any longer, so he hurriedly said: "Good boy, you can be considered the person with the best palm skills in the world."
One portion. Be careful, the old beggar is going to use his real skills."
Zheng Xie shouted: "Hold on, senior, if you really use the unparalleled Dragon Subduing Palm Technique, I'm afraid this beeping chicken will be smashed to pieces by your palm. I know that I am no match for you, so please."
Hong Qigong took half a piece of Beggar's chicken and said while eating, "You know Lao Beggar."
Zheng Xie pointed to the dog-beating stick in his hand and said: "Senior is upright and aboveboard in his actions. He never shows off his face to Qiao Zhuang. Who wouldn't recognize such an obvious characteristic?"
Hong Qigong stuffed the beggar's chicken into his mouth until his mouth was full of oil and he didn't even think about talking.
Zheng Xie added: "You stay here with Senior Hong, and I will go find some ingredients."
Hong Qigong was overjoyed and said hurriedly: "Okay, okay, go quickly, go quickly."
Huang Rong said: "Brother Xie, it's better for me to go. There are also considerations in choosing the ingredients."
Hong Qigong nodded and said: "Nvwa is right."
After Huang Rong left, the two quickly ate up the beggar's chicken. Hong Qigong said: "This is your little wife."
Zheng Xie said: "Yes."
Hong Qigong said enviously: "What a blessing. I wonder who gave birth to such a clever girl. Are there any sisters in her family?"
Zheng Xie said in surprise: "Why, you, the old man, also want to find a little cook? It's a pity that Ronger is an only daughter and has no brothers and sisters in the family. Even if there were, Huang Laoxie wouldn't be afraid if you robbed him of a daughter just to satisfy your greed.
promise."
Hong Qigong sighed: "It turns out that she is the daughter of Huang Laoxie's family. No wonder she is so eccentric. What a pity. What a pity." He added, "I haven't seen Huang Laoxie for twenty years. He is fine."
Zheng Xie shook his head and said, "I haven't seen it either. I won't know until Ronger comes back and asks her."
Hong Qigong was startled and laughed loudly: "Okay, you dared to abduct Huang Laoxie's daughter without even meeting him. It suits my old beggar's taste very much."
Zheng Xie was also full of pride and said: "A prize is a prize."
Hong Qigong said again: "I heard that the old poisonous man has a nephew, and he has given him all his money."
Zheng Xie shook his head and said: "His nephew's name is Ouyang Ke. Although his kungfu is not bad, at most he can only achieve 30% of Ouyang Feng's true skills. His character is even worse. He is so sexy and lustful. He is a piece of shit. I wanted to beat Ronger a few days ago.
The idea has been scrapped by me."
Hong Qigong said: "Old Poison is very precious to his nephew, I'm afraid he won't let you go. But your kung fu is not bad, even if you can't beat Old Poison, you won't be much inferior to him. And you have
My father-in-law is helping me, so there is no need to be afraid of him."
Zheng Xie chuckled lightly and didn't care.
Hong Qigong added: "Your kung fu is authentic to Taoism, but I have never heard that Quanzhen taught a person like you."
Zheng She said: "Senior, there is no need to make random guesses. Even I don't know who my master is."
However, Hong Qigong thought that the person who taught him martial arts never revealed his true name, and said: "It's strange, but the old beggar is ignorant and has a small glimpse of the world's heroes."
Seeing that he had misunderstood, Zheng Xie did not explain, and said with a smile: "I heard that the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are unparalleled in the world. I am lucky enough to meet my senior today. It would be a pity not to meet him. Fortunately, I have nothing to do now, so why not invite him?
Senior, please give me two tips."
Hong Qigong said: "Okay, the old beggar can't eat your food for free, he has to show his hands."
At that moment, the two of them walked to the forest and stood still. Zheng Xie cupped his fists and said, "Senior, be careful." Hong Qigong was a senior, so naturally he would not make the first move.
After saying that, Zheng Xie raised his palm and attacked.
"Okay." Hong Qigong shouted softly and waved his palm to welcome him.
"Well done." Zheng Xie returned the favor and was not left behind.
Hong Qigong used the Xiaoyaoyou boxing technique. Although Mu Nianci could also use this set of palms, he could only master it. In terms of proficiency, there was a huge gap between Hong Qigong and Hong Qigong. Xiaoyaoyou was Hong Qigong's youth.
His palm skills are flexible and changeable, and in terms of power they are not as powerful as the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, but he has practiced it for many years, but it is not too inferior.
After fighting for a while, Hong Qigong said: "Little baby, be careful, the old beggar needs to use his special skills."
Zheng Xie said: "Zheng has been waiting for you for a long time, please."
As he spoke, Hong Qigong was already angry. He bent his left leg slightly, bent his right arm inward, made a circle with his right palm, and pushed it outward with a sound. It was the most classic move among the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
, Kanglong has regrets.
Zheng Xie only felt that with such a stroke of his palm, all his energy was locked into his palm. No matter how he dealt with it, he had to receive all his palm power head-on. At the moment he shouted "Okay", his palms were like seals
Closed, continuous shooting with elimination, and he swung out seven or eight palms in an instant before taking this one forcefully.
