Divine Condor: Be a Hero and Raise a Son

Knowing that he was no match for the Five Ugliests in Tibet, Yang Guo ran all the way with Hong Qigong on his back, panicked and was forced to a cliff.

This is a natural moat in the middle of Mount Hua. The distance in the middle is only five or six meters, but it is daunting because it is as high as a hundred feet. There is a simple wooden bridge connecting it. It may be in disrepair and few people walk on it. The wooden bridge is rickety. Shaking, walking on it feels like it will break at any time.

Yang Guo didn't care about being afraid, and ran over with Hong Qigong on his back. He knew that if the five clowns from Tibet also came, it would be the end for them, so he took a knife and stood at the other end of the wooden bridge before they crossed the bridge.

"Don't come here, if you take another step, I'll cut down this bridge." Yang Guo put the knife on the rope, stood on the other side of the cliff, looked at the bottomless cliff, look at me When I look at you, I dare not go on the bridge.

"Hmph, boy, we have no enmity with you, as long as you hand over the old beggar's body, we'll let you go, how about that?" the boss of the five ugly people in Tibet tried to persuade Yang Guo with a sly smile.

Yang Guo looked at Hong Qigong's body behind him, his face was very peaceful, as if he had just fallen asleep, but Yang Guo knew that he had no breath.

Thinking of how Hong Qigong scolded him vigorously yesterday to stop him from doing stupid things, the two of them robbed centipedes together, and then he promised to protect him for three days and three nights, Yang Guo firmly looked at the five ugly people on the edge of Tibet, "I don't want I will hand over Senior Hong's body to you."

Seeing that he didn't know how to flatter him, the boss of the Five Ugliests in Tibet sneered, "Hmph, even if we don't go there, you will die sooner or later."

"That's right, it's windy and snowy. There's a dead end over there. There's no food or drink. He won't last for a few days."

"Boss, we'll just stay here, and we'll go over when he's starved to death. Then we can chop off as many pieces as we want, hehehe."

"Okay, let's do it like this." The boss of the five ugly people in Tibet readily agreed.

They didn't dare to cross the bridge and didn't go away, so they really stayed by the bridge. When it was time to eat, three of them stayed behind, two of them went to find something to eat, and then they ate across the wooden bridge in front of Yang Guo.

On the first day, Yang Guo didn't feel particularly hungry, even if he was thirsty, he would not be thirsty if he ate some snow.

The next day, Yang Guo listened to his stomach growling and swallowed his saliva while watching them eat roast chicken.

On the third day, without sleeping or eating for two days and two nights, Yang Guo began to feel weak, and the five uglies in Tibet wanted to take advantage of it.

Yang Guo weakly supported Hong Qigong's body, seeing that they were about to try to cross the bridge, he put his mind to the side, thinking that instead of

It would be better for them to be old senior Hong than to let him die quietly at the bottom of the cliff, so he picked up Hong Qigong with the last of his strength and threw him to the deep cliff filled with white mist.

"Stinky boy, don't eat the toast and eat the fine wine." The five ugly people on the Tibetan side saw Yang Guo throwing Hong Qigong's body off the cliff, and became angry from embarrassment.

Although Yang Guo's body was weak, he didn't want to wait for death, so he took out his dagger and stood by the bridge after leaving Hong Qigong behind, "Don't come here."

"Hmph, brat, wait until you die." The boss of the Five Ugliests at the Tibetan Border said as he raised his knife and slashed at Yang Guo.

When the knife was only half an arm away from Yang Guo, there was a bang, and the knife fell to the ground, and then Yang Guo saw the person who should have died who was thrown off the cliff by him just now standing beside him refreshed.

"Oh, it's really comfortable after a good night's sleep." Hong Qigong stretched his waist, and then looked at the stunned Yang Guo, "Young man, you really keep your word, the old beggar saw you right."

After listening to Hong Qigong's words, Yang Guo finally came to his senses. He showed a big smile, and excitedly pulled Hong Qigong's sleeve to look him up and down, "It turns out that you are not dead, old man Hong, that's great!"

Hong Qigong patted Yang Guo's shoulder, and returned a gratified smile, "Didn't the old beggar say that I haven't lived enough yet?" He said, looking at the five ugly people who were slowly retreating, his eyes Suddenly sharp, "Even if you want to die, you have to get rid of these five ugly monsters before you die, don't you think?"

With Hong Qigong Yang Guo's confidence also strengthened, and he followed his gaze to look at the five ugly people who were about to slip away, "Senior Hong is in such good health, he will surely live a long life, but these five Damn that ugly bastard, just now they actually wanted to chop you up, old man Hong, it's really abominable."

"Let's see where you can go!" As soon as Yang Guo finished speaking, Hong Qigong appeared behind the Tibetan Five Chou who was retreating on the other side.

Seeing Hong Qigong approaching, the five ugly men from the Tibetan side no longer blindly dodged. They each picked up their weapons and rushed forward, as if they were going to fight to the death.They were not Hong Qigong's opponents in the first place, and after a while Hong Qigong knocked them down one by one.

Seeing the five men lying on the ground screaming in pain just now, Yang Guo, who was feeling powerless, suddenly regained his energy, and couldn't help clapping his hands and applauding, "Senior Hong, these people are so bad, kill them." Thinking of the situation of being cornered just now, Yang Guo still had lingering fears, and he couldn't help but look fiercely at them.

Hong Qigong kicked the people around him and smacked his lips, "Forget it, I have revoked their martial arts, and they can't do evil anymore, let them go."

After hearing Hong Qigong's words, the five clowns on the border of Tibet saw a glimmer of life, and hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy, "Thank you for not killing me."

"Don't do evil in the future, get out of here."

"Yes Yes."

Seeing Hong Qigong let go, the Five Chou from the Tibetan Border scrambled and rolled away from the sight of Hong Qigong and Yang Guo at the fastest speed.

"It's cheaper for them." Yang Guo was still a little unconvinced.

"Okay, I see you are so weak, you haven't eaten for three days, you wait here, I'll go find something to eat." Hong Qigong said with his chest pressed against his back after three days of sleep Without waiting for Yang Guo's answer, he disappeared and went to find something to eat.

Hong Qigong loves food, and he can cook delicious food by himself, smelling the aroma of a chicken and two rabbits on the grill, both Yang Guo and Hong Qigong gulped down their mouths.

The two had a full meal, and each rested on the stone cave while rubbing their stomachs. Yang Guo was feeling drowsy when he heard a familiar voice from outside the cave, "Son, son, where are you?"

Yang Guo jumped up and walked out in an instant, he recognized that it was the voice of his adoptive father Ouyang Feng, and Hong Qigong followed Yang Guo out vigilantly, he also recognized the voice of his old enemy Ouyang Feng.

"Father, father." Yang Guo saw that Ouyang Feng was still insane, ran over to hold him back, "Why are you here?"

"Who are you?" Ouyang Feng looked at Yang Guo with doubts on his face, "I came to find my son, I want to teach him the best martial arts in the world, have you seen my son?"

"Father, you don't recognize me again? I'm your son, I'm Yang Guo." Seeing Ouyang Feng going crazy, Yang Guo still remembered asking him to teach him martial arts, both moved and sad.

Ouyang Feng circled around Yang Guo a few times, stared at him for a long time, "Yes, you are my son! Son, I found you, great!" Ouyang Feng seemed to recognize Yang Guo, grinned. Opened his mouth and hugged him, "I want to pass on the best martial arts to you, and then my son will be number one in the world."

"Your martial arts are the best in the world? Oh, I'm dying of laughter." Hong Qigong watched for a while, and found that Ouyang Feng's madness was still not cured, so he interrupted deliberately as a joke, seeing Yang Guo looking at him, he was surprised Said: "How did you become the son of this old poison?"

"Do you know each other?" Yang Guo tugged at the sleeve of Ouyang Feng who was staring at Hong Qigong with a bad expression, and asked Hong Qigong.

"It's more than acquaintance, old enemy. The son of this old poison is obviously dead, how can you be his son?"

Thinking of Ouyang Feng's notoriety that Gongsunzhi had said before, Yang Guo felt dizzy for a while, "Oh, he is my adoptive father, he..."

"Hey, do you know me? Who are you?" Yang Guo was interrupted by Ouyang Feng before he could finish speaking. As soon as he let go of his hand, Yang Guo saw Ouyang Feng walk up to Hong Qigong with his hands on his hips, "I just now You don’t seem to be convinced that I am number one in martial arts, are you very good in martial arts?”

Hong Qigong stroked his beard and said with a smile, "You don't remember me? My name is Ouyang Feng, and your name is Old Poison."

"Your name is Ouyang Feng, I'm Old Poison, so that's how it is." Ouyang Feng touched his head, "Why don't I remember?"

Seeing Hong Qigong teasing Ouyang Feng, Yang Guo ran over and pulled Hong Qigong's arm, "Senior Hong, my adoptive father has some mental problems, don't play tricks on him."

"If you have a problem with your sanity, you still don't forget to fight for the number one in the world. You really don't change your mind!" Hong Qigong rolled his eyes.

"Hmph, I'm number one in the world. Are you not convinced? Come on, Ouyang Feng, let's fight." Ouyang Feng said that he was about to make a move, but Yang Guo stopped him before he stretched out his hand. He looked at Yang Guo Frowning and complaining, "Son, this Ouyang Feng is a bad guy, I'm going to teach him a lesson, just watch from the side."

When Ouyang Feng was about to make a move just now, Hong Qigong took a step back and became on guard. Hearing that he said that he was a bad person, he couldn't help laughing, "Yes, you are right, Ouyang Feng is Bad guy."

Seeing that Hong Qigong was teasing Hong Qigong again, Yang Guo wanted to go over to persuade him, but he didn't expect that as soon as he let go of Ouyang Feng, the latter would jump over and start a fight with Hong Qigong.

"Father, old man Hong, please stop fighting." Yang Guo watched anxiously from the side, but he also understood that his martial arts were not at the same level as theirs, and he couldn't get in their hands at all, so he could only keep persuading him, "Don't fight." hit!"

"Pass."

Yang Guo was at a loss, when he suddenly heard Gongsun Zhi's slightly excited voice from behind, he was startled, his body suddenly felt a little stiff.

Yang Guo missed Gongsun Zhi very much, during the few days of separation, there was not a single day that he missed, but...Gongsun Zhi rejected him and didn't want to be with him, thinking of the nonsense that Gongsun Zhi lied to him that day, his heart ached. .

"Pass."

Hearing the voice behind him getting closer, Yang Guo stiffened his body and didn't dare to turn around, he wasn't ready to face Gongsun Zhi yet.The way Gongsun Zhi treats him kindly and the way Gongsun Zhi rejects him appear alternately in front of his eyes. Yang Guo is extremely conflicted. Say something that hurts his heart.

The author has something to say: It’s the Year of the Horse, I wish you all the best of luck, success and fortune! ~(≧▽≦)/~