so what if the heart of sycamore likes you gl

toss.

"Crack" Oops!Someone's leg accidentally kicked a leaf, which was enough for Huang Rong to spot her.

"Aunt Guo, what do you think?" Yang Guo asked with concern.

"It's much better, but, after a while, your internal energy is endless, completely different from the internal energy of the Quanzhen school, but soft and generous. It's really not under the masters of Quanzhen, where did you learn it from?" Huang Rong asked curiously. asked.

"The future will be long, Aunt Guo, I will explain it to you slowly in a while, now, let me help you go back to rest first?" Yang Guo seemed to understand something at this time, and did not answer Huang Rong immediately.

"Alright, you can go back later, I have something to take care of." Huang Rong said with a smile, and at the same time turned her head inadvertently towards the place where someone was staying.

"But..." Yang Guo said worriedly.

"I'm fine, don't worry, let's go." Huang Rong interrupted Yang Guo with a smile, signaling him to leave first.

Yang Guo hesitated for a moment, thinking that Huang Rong must have his reasons for doing this, and he also felt a familiar aura, wondering if it was nearby, he also wanted to look for it, Aunt Guo should be fine, so he agreed Huang Rong, turned around and left.

Huang Rong looked at Yang Guo in the distance, then turned her head to look at a certain place, stared at it for a while, then walked over.

After walking quite a distance from the river, she found a little beggar sleeping between two trees. To her surprise, the little beggar was lying on a rope. I don’t know how difficult this skill is. , at least not the child in front of him should know.

"You..." Huang Rong couldn't continue after saying a word.

"Ouch!" The little beggar fell from the rope.

Opening his eyes, he looked at Huang Rong innocently, she was pretty, but not as good-looking as my family's.

"Have you seen enough?" Huang Rong was inexplicably stared at by the little beggar. In her voice, the calmness of many years was gone, as if she had returned to the time when she was pretending to be a little beggar when she was a child.

"It's okay!" The little beggar replied cheerfully.

Huang Rong couldn't laugh or cry when she heard this answer, this child...

"That..." the little beggar said weakly.

"What do you want to say?" Huang Rong asked curiously. She didn't know why, but she just wanted to know what else the child would say.

"I'll find you a good wife, can you stop beating me?" The little beggar seemed to have made up his mind, and said decisively, as if making such a decision was already a great deal.

"What?" Huang Rong petrified on the spot, what did she say?daughter in law?I?Beat her?

As smart as Huang Rong, this kid can't beat him now.

"Woo... At worst, I will give you a beautiful daughter-in-law! This is the last point! There is nothing else! Don't beat me!" The little beggar finally said aggrieved.

"When did I say I hit you?" Huang Rong was already speechless and supported her forehead. Would you give me a beautiful daughter-in-law or would you suffer?

"Aren't you going to hit me with the stick?" the little beggar looked at Huang Rong... with the stick in his hand and said.

"..." Are you looking for tea?Huang Rong didn't believe that the child in front of her was really so simple, she could see and hear the conversation between herself and Yang Guo from so far away, and she could still be discovered by herself without running away. Live in vain.

"Do you want to eat?" The little beggar looked at Huang Rong and stopped talking, and thought of his dear one in his heart. If she was here, no one would bully him. (Huang Rong: Who bullied you, hey)

Huang Rong looked at a sour plum in front of her dirty hand, and couldn't help salivating. She really likes sour and spicy after pregnancy.

Huang Rong just reached out to take it. After all, she was in the beggar gang and was the leader of the beggar gang. Huang Rong, who has experienced so many things, is still acceptable for being dirty. Besides, she couldn't see that this little beggar was testing herself.

Chapter 50

"Ah, sorry, I took the wrong one. This one was taken away by Wangcai just now, and the one in this hand is for you." Just when Huang Rong was about to touch the sour plum, the dirty one The hand was quickly withdrawn.

Huang Rong's expression froze, and she was thinking: Come here and I promise not to kill you, Wangcai, it sounds like a dog's name!Don't be afraid of being dirty, you actually...

At the same time, Huang Rong was amazed by the little beggar's technique, it was so fast that what she felt was a natural movement of holding things, but with her technique, it was in slow motion.

"That...you eat slowly, I have a lot of here, I'll give it to you, you're a nice person, see you later!" The little beggar looked at Huang Rong, his heart was full of brains, it seemed that there was no need to worry about the future, this Huang Rong is not pedantic.

Huang Rong only felt that as soon as her hand sank, there was an extra bag of things. The bag was white with yellow patterns, embroidered with a dragon and a leaf. Surprised in my heart, I touched the place on the rope where the little beggar had been. There was no dust at all, so dirty, what was on her body?dye?

The long-awaited hero conference finally arrived, and it was another day of eating and drinking.

Huang Rong looked around, still caring about the little beggar she met yesterday that was even weirder than herself.I didn't realize until I was about to go to bed at night, that little guy still wants to find a wife for himself?Aren't you a woman?interesting.

While Huang Rong and Guo Jing were dealing with each other, her heart sank when she met this interesting little beggar, as if there was no such person in the field.

"Everyone be quiet, I won't talk nonsense. Everyone knows that Mongolia is now invading and the people are struggling. This time I will hold a martial arts conference. I want to discuss with you and see if there is any good strategy to make the Mongols. Don't dare to offend my Great Song Dynasty again!" Guo Jing said to the crowd standing on the head's seat.

Yang Guo looked at Guo Jing, who was full of righteousness, and felt even more admiration in his heart, he nodded in agreement with Guo Jing's opinion.

"That's right, since everyone has their own loyalty, why not elect a highly respected martial arts leader to lead the group of heroes against foreign enemies on this auspicious day?" Huang Rong followed Guo Jing's words.

Yang Guo looked at Guo Jing and Huang Rong, who were standing side by side, and felt a little uneasy. He didn't know where his discomfort came from. He just felt that it would be better if he stood beside Guo Jing.

"it is good!"

"good idea!"

"well said!"

"Not bad!" The heroes echoed.

As expected by the public, everyone elected Hong Qigong as the leader of the martial arts alliance.

As expected in the plot, Guo Jing was elected as the deputy leader.

Yang Guo watched Guo Jing being elected by everyone, he was more happy than himself being the leader of the martial arts, and he was smiling happily.

"Jing'er!" A group of yellow clothes came in from outside the door, and the leader was an old man with a white beard.

"Qiu Daochang"

"Qiu Daochang"

Guo Jing and Huang Rong said in unison.

Yang Guo's mood is down! 'Hehe, are these stinky Taoist priests here to settle accounts with me? '

"On the way back, we met an uninvited guest. According to the situation, we came to the martial arts conference. The matter was so important that we had to return halfway. Let me tell you, you have to be careful!" Qiu Chuji said anxiously.

"Is it Ouyang Feng?" Guo Jing asked worriedly.

"No, it was the Mongols who broke into the Chongyang Palace a few years ago." Qiu Chuji also denied it worriedly.

"Oh, so it's Huo Dou." Guo Jing replied in seconds, he didn't take Huo Dou seriously yet.

"Don't you come out to greet the distinguished guests? Is this the way of hospitality in this hero meeting?" The arrogant and provocative words of the man outside the room reached everyone's ears.

"Walk"

"Go, go."

Everyone walked outside the house while talking, and the person who said the arrogant words also appeared in everyone's sight.

The leader is indeed that Huo Dou from a few years ago, and beside him at this time is still that fat man from a few years ago, his senior brother.

"Huo Dou, since you're here, why don't you go in and have a drink?" Guo Jing still upholds the fine traditions of China and Huo Dou is polite, at best it's polite, at worst it's hypocrisy, obviously Huo Dou is here to find fault , can you go in and have a drink?

"Hero Guo, farewell to Zhongnan Mountain, don't come here without any harm." Although Huo Dou is a Mongolian, he claims to be an elegant man. Seeing Guo Jing's politeness, he naturally understands that courtesy comes first and then soldiers, and he followed Guo Jing's words and replied politely.

"Everyone came from afar, what can you do?" Guo Jing continued to ask with a smile on his face.

Huang Rong by the side already showed a hopeless expression on her face. Her brother Jing has always been like this. Does she have to put a knife on her neck to know that she is going to fight?

When Huo Dou heard Guo Jing's question, he glanced at the corner of his mouth, it was definitely a proud and complacent smile.Then he closed the fan in his hand and shouted: "I invite Jinlun Guoshi!"

Following his words, everyone focused their eyes on the door, and a man covered in golden light walked out from behind the crowd. Don't get me wrong, it's not a monster halo, but his clothes are too golden to shine. Wearing golden clothes It really makes people don't know how to describe it.

Huo Dou, his senior brothers and the entourage behind him put their right hands on their chests, took a step back, separated the left and right sides, and bowed respectfully to the golden wheel, really showing off their grandeur.

Shocked babies.

Jinlun Guoshi was in front, and the entourage behind him carried the chair and walked behind him, then put the chair in front of the door, Jinlun sat down, the dog-legged Huo Dou immediately introduced: "This is the family teacher, Jinlun Guoshi .The first royal mage of Great Mongolia."

After Huo Dou finished speaking, he just put his right hand on his chest, and was about to continue the noble show of love between master and apprentice with Master Jinlun, when a crisp voice appeared, interrupting everything that was going on.

"Mage? What kind of mage, a fire magician or a magister? Just take a few broken wheels