Martial arts: I, Yang Guo, really only know a little bit of martial arts

"Hey, in the wilderness, what are you two little girls doing here?"

Zhou Botong stopped cursing, grinned, and looked at Xiao Longnu and the two suspiciously.

Li Mochou looked at the white-haired and childlike face in front of him, the lightness kung fu he showed when he took one step just now was also impressive, she couldn't help but secretly be wary.

On Qianqian's five fingers resting on the back of the soft waist, there are already two more ice soul silver needles.

At this moment, Xiao Longnv's delicate body trembled, and suddenly she fell towards Li Mochou's shoulder.

Zhou Botong saw it and said loudly: "Wow~ This girl has suffered serious internal injuries. If she doesn't save her, she might die today."

Li Mochou was silent, she also had injuries all over her body that hadn't healed yet, but there was nothing she could do about Xiao Longnu's situation.

"Oh~ forget it, I will show kindness today and save this little girl's life. Come with me."

The old urchin shook his head, clasped his hands behind his back, and walked swaggeringly.

Li Mochou's thoughts were erratic, she looked at the little dragon girl whose breath was gradually weakening, helped her up and walked towards the horse that had been resting for a long time.

She had already decided that if something went wrong for a while, she would leave Xiaolongnu behind and run away.

Xiao Longnu half leaned on Li Mochou's side, her wide cuffs were hanging down, something rolled down into the gap between the blue stones.

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a few days later.

Yang Guo didn't know where the horse was going to take him.

But after all, there is a direction, right?

The horse is very fast.

The cool wind blowing while running brushed Yang Guo's white hair at the temples, revealing his pale and handsome face.

dusk.

The red sun is half covered, and through the vast sky, the golden red soft light falls, as if covering the earth with a layer of red veil.

Yang Guo, who was sitting on the horseback, half bent over and didn't make any other movements.

The whistling wind and the panting sound of "咈嗤~咈嗤~" from the yellow-brown horse's mouth reached Yang Guo's ears.

But Yang Guo still didn't move like a dead tree, he just looked at everything he could see with his more and more proficient eyes.

At this time, at the end of the road ahead, there were a few more warriors riding handsome horses, wearing green clothes, green felt hats, and swords around their waists.

"Hey, the guy on the horse, please stop."

From far away, someone was yelling for Yang Guo to stop.

Hearing this, Yang Guo frowned slightly, his thoughts flashed, he stroked the mane on the horse's neck, his speed gradually slowed down.

"Hey, have you seen this man?"

One of them picked up the portrait in his hand and handed it to Yang Guo.

Yang Guo sized up the old man on the portrait, shook his head and replied calmly, "I haven't seen it before."

"Really haven't seen it? Take a closer look."

Yang Guo asked back, "Did you see a woman in white?"

"Hey~ Interesting, we asked you, why did you ask us? You'd better be honest, otherwise... ah..."

Before he could say the harsh words, Yang Guo suddenly got off the horse and quietly landed behind him, and threw him under the horse with one arm.

With one kick, his head was thrown into the mud and snow.

With a bit of coldness between Yang Guo's brows, he raised his chin slightly and asked, "I'm asking, you answer, understand?"

The rest of them had goosebumps all over their bodies, they came back to their senses, looked at each other with their companions, and then looked at Yang Guo, whose sleeves were rattling because of the surge of internal energy, obviously a first-class state.

Everyone knows that they have kicked on the iron board.

A martial artist wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead, took a trembling step forward, and cupped his hands and said, "Young Xia, you ask, you ask... I will definitely know everything, and I will say everything."

Yang Guo restrained his momentum, and opened his thin lips lightly: "You have seen a beautiful woman in white clothes before."

Several people looked at each other.

"Although I have been looking for people around here, I haven't seen the woman in white that the young hero mentioned. Please forgive my brother for the crime of speaking rudely."

Yang Guo's phoenix pupils were half-opened and half-closed, and the cold star was beating inside, looking at these people, he was terrified.

"roll."

"Okay, what the young man said is right, we'll get out immediately!"

Several people bent down and laughed together, and sent Yang Guo away.

Yang Guo moved away, came to the side of the yellow-brown horse, stroked the mane on its neck.

He said softly: "Ma'er, Sister Hong said you are very smart, you must be able to find your companion, right?"

"ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss"

The yellow-brown horse neighed a few times, Yang Guo got on the horse and sped away.

Looking at Yang Guo's back, the martial artist who recovered from the mud and snow said bitterly: "This man is a shameless sneak attack, just like that old thief, he is a shameless person, according to my opinion, he must have something to do with that old thief .I will report to Master Gu and take him down later!"

Listening to his far-fetched words, how could everyone know that he wanted to take advantage of the situation to take revenge?

It's just that he is the leader after all, so he didn't want to offend him for no reason at this time.

Who wouldn't know this kind of sophistication?

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into the night.

The yellow-brown horse seemed to be tired.

The speed gradually slowed down, and Yang Guo's heart also sank.

The horse stopped, panting heavily.

Yang Guo pursed the corners of his lips, his brows showed a bit of depression, he moved his footsteps, raised his golden eyes slightly, and walked towards the bluestone under the bare trees in front.

Just sat down.

Yang Guo was slightly stunned, he saw a smear of dried blood on the bluestone, and the golden Lingsuo falling in the gap.

"This is... my aunt's golden bell... She's right here! Right here!"

Yang Guo's mind was agitated, he couldn't help but let out a long whistle, expressing his joy.

"Hey boy, don't bark, it's too noisy, and give me back the bell!"

Under the joy, Yang Guo didn't even notice that someone was approaching him, so he broke out in a cold sweat!
Yang Guo's footsteps moved, he jumped back a few steps, looked at the person coming, and asked, "Is this bell yours?"

"Why, if it's not mine, can it be yours?
Really, you young man still want to covet my precious bell?Really shameless. "

Yang Guo was tall and tall, with sword eyebrows frowned, he said coldly: "Yang doesn't want to bully the old and the weak, if you are talking nonsense, don't blame Yang to teach you a lesson."

"Hey - you think I'm scared, my old urchin has never seen any scene, you can try it if you have the ability?"

When Yang Guo heard his claim and was still in a daze, a wave of palms greeted him.

Apparently Zhou Botong didn't have the demeanor of a master to talk about, he just did it if he wanted to.

With a move of Yang Guo's internal strength, he resorted to the well-known Cao Ling to cut his nose.

His palm brushed in front of him, blocking Zhou Botong's attacking palm, before he had time to ask a question, Zhou Botong punched Yang Guo's Tanzhong acupoint on Yang Guo's chest again, wanting to disrupt Yang Guo's circulation of Qi.

Yang Guo's complexion changed, he didn't have time to open his mouth, his footsteps half retreated, his left palm shrunk at his waist suddenly came out to meet Zhou Botong's palm.

Snapped--

In this attack, the two of them collided solidly, without the slightest extravagance.

Zhou Botong sensed the strength of Yang Duan in his palm, his face showed surprise, and his mind moved.

I'm an old urchin, I don't want to fight anymore.

Take a step back, turn around and go straight.

Only Yang Guo, who hadn't reacted yet, was left in a mess in the wind.