Fuhuayin of the Divine Carving

Yang Guo was stupid on the spot, he had been with Guo Fu for many days, the last time he saw this girl crying, he still thought that when Hong Qigong passed away, Guo Fu just looked back at himself and cried so sadly, it really... I want to cry along...

Huang Rong rushed over and hugged Guo Fu, comforted her, and glared at Yang Guo angrily.

Yang Guo silently said in his heart: "You let me use the soul-shifting method..." There is nowhere to express my infinite grievances.

Beside Daerba over there, Jinlun Fawang had already heavily pressed several big acupuncture points on him. As soon as Daerba stopped laughing, his whole body was already weak, Jinlun kicked Daerba lightly, and several Mongolian warriors rushed to helped him up.

Only then did the heroes remember and cheered in unison, shouting: "We have won the second round!"

King Jinlun Fawang saw that both of his disciples were defeated by Yang Guo, but neither of them were inferior in martial arts. They were defeated to the point of confusion, he was very angry, but his face remained calm, and he shouted: "Young man, your Who is the master?" In addition to his martial arts skills, he is also erudite and talented, and he can speak Chinese.

Yang Guo stretched out his right hand to Hong Qigong, and said with a smile, "Although I belong to the Ancient Tomb Sect, but this time it is Hong Qigong's senior dog-beating-stick technique that beats your younger disciple, and the one who beats your senior disciple is Jianglong Eighteen." Palm, come and pay respects to the leader of the martial arts alliance!" He thought of Xiao Longnu, his heart skipped a beat, he peeked at Xiao Longnu, saw the girl looking down at her toes, she was dressed in white, lonely as snow, and said in his heart: "I am a disciple of the Ancient Tomb Sect , but helped others fight for the position of the leader of the martial arts..."

Jinlun glanced at Hong Qigong and saw that the old man was sitting in the distance as stable as Mount Tai. He had heard the name of the Northern Beggar long ago, and there were five ugliness in Tibet who said that the whole body was broken by the Northern Beggar. Although he was proud of his martial arts, he dared not Too much negligence: "Jiu Mu Central Plains has a lot of talents in martial arts, but this time he sent a kid to compete for the position of the leader of the martial arts. The leader of the martial arts must be convincing."

Huang Rong still hugged Guo Fu and patted on her own. She felt that the front of her clothes was half wet, and Guo Fu was still crying. She was afraid that Guo Fu would cry too much and hurt her body, so she had to lightly brush Guo Fu's sleeping point with her fingers, and the girl's crying gradually stopped. , fell asleep in her arms.Seeing Jin Lun's question, she chuckled lightly and said, "Old Qigong, did you just shoot casually? But if you want to see it, Guo Daxia, please come forward."

Guo Jing got up with a smile, walked into the middle of the hall, and said, "Please, Your Excellency -----"

When Guo Fu slowly woke up from the dream, it was at the time when everyone was pushing and changing cups, and the wine was staggered. She raised her head and heard the Wu brothers laughing with Yang Guo, "...Master just hit the table like that. , that Jinlun Fawang is indeed no match..."

Someone caressed her hair, she rubbed her head against that hand, Huang Rong let out a chuckle, and said with a smile, "Miss Guo finally woke up..."

Yang Guo immediately turned his eyes, and the Wu brothers also noticed, and said with a smile, "Is Senior Sister awake?"

Guo Fu's face was slightly dizzy. She didn't know how long she hadn't acted like a baby in her mother's arms, but this time she returned to her original position under the eyes of everyone.

She looked around and saw that Jinlun and the others' seats had been vacated, and now the table was full of female relatives, Quanzhen sent Sun Buer to smile at her from the side, she hurriedly stood up and raised her glass to return the salute, she breathed a sigh of relief and smiled Said: "It's a pity that I was too tired and fell asleep. I didn't see Dad defeating Jinlun Fawang!"

Huang Rong glanced at her, and said: "Now you know that there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond the people, right? Normally, you only know what it means to be arrogant on Peach Blossom Island? Go home and continue to practice hard."

Guo Fu smiled, stretched her waist, felt a dull pain in her chest, and when her wrist was raised, a few faint bloodstains overflowed from the tiger's mouth, she didn't care, she picked up the chopsticks to pick up a piece of ribs she liked, raised her arm, sore, her wrist slightly She moved, like a needle prick, she didn't want to spoil the joy of everyone, she took a light breath, endured the pain, picked up the ribs, and gently put them into the small bowl in front of her.

Suddenly feeling two eyes staring at her, Guo Fu raised her eyes and saw Xiao Longnv looking at her.

Huang Rong smiled and said, "This is Miss Long, she is young, but she is the master of your brother Yang..."

At this time, various martial arts masters toasted to Hong Qigong, Guo Jing, Huang Rong, Xiao Longnv, Yang Guo, and Guo Fu, and celebrated each other's defeat of Jinlun Fawang, a formidable enemy.

Guo Fu followed her parents. She was respected everywhere, but at this time she was looked at highly by others, and gathered in the middle to toast.

Just as he was feeling dizzy, he was considering whether to drink the glass in his hand, when he lightened his hand, someone took the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.She raised her eyes and smiled: "By the way, I have to thank you very much this time, and Brother Yang..."

Yang Guo took the wine she poured out expressionlessly, raised his head and swallowed it again, then stood in front of her and bowed in circles, "Fu'er is drunk, please be merciful."

Seeing his unfriendly expression, others retreated to find someone else to toast without mentioning.

Guo Fu grabbed his collar and said angrily, "I'm not drunk..."

Suddenly Guo Jing called out: "Fu'er, come here." Guo Fu turned her head and saw that her father had moved to sit next to her mother, and he waved to her with a smile. She shook her head and patted her face twice. Going closer, she called out, "Father, Mom!" Leaning on Huang Rong's body dizzily.

Guo Jing smiled and said to Huang Rong: "At first you were worried that Er'er's character was not good, and you were afraid that his martial arts would not be as good as Fu'er, so now you have nothing to say? He has made such great contributions to the heroes of the Central Plains, don't say that he has no faults. , even if there is any recklessness, and if you do something wrong, it will be too late." Huang Rong nodded and said with a smile: "This time I was wrong, and I am very happy because I have good character and martial arts. .”

Guo Jing was overjoyed when he heard his wife agreed to his daughter's marriage, and said to Xiaolongnv: "Miss Long, the father who passed away had a close relationship with me. It's all passable..." He was straightforward.Say what is on your mind.Huang Rong interjected and said with a smile: "Ah, look at your self-praise, you are not afraid of being laughed at by girls from the Long family."

Guo Jing laughed, and continued: "I intend to betroth my little girl to a sage. Just now when I was fighting with the little Mongolian king, I said that Fu'er married her with his fingertips to deceive the Mongolian prince. His parents both He has passed away, so this matter must be decided by Miss Long. Taking advantage of today's gathering of virtuous people, we will invite two venerable heroes to be matchmakers, how about we make an appointment?" Marriage was very particular at that time Parents' orders and matchmaker's words, men and women themselves can't decide. That's why Guo Jing's father, Guo Xiaotian, and Yang Guo's grandfather, Yang Tiexin, were married with their fingertips.

After Guo Jing said this, he looked at Yang Guo and his daughter with a smile on his face, expecting that Xiao Longnv would surely accomplish something beautiful. (The above four paragraphs are the original work, the original work)