[Divine Condor] Human Armor on the Way Through

The broken temple is a temporary gathering place for the gang of beggars. There are no monks and no embroidered couch in the boudoir.Walking in, there are not many Buddha statues, and there are still missing hands and feet. The big Buddha facing us is also missing a claw, and the whole body is mottled.

Behind the seat in front of the big Buddha statue, there is a sleeping couch made of cool grass and a brocade mat on top. It seems to be the resting place of Miss Guo and Mr. Wu.

There were about a dozen men and women in clean clothes in the temple, who came forward to greet Xibei Xiong one after another, obviously they were the clean clothes disciples under Elder Liang's banner.Elder Liang ordered them to fetch food and make beds.

Xibei Xiong waved his hands: "No, no, no!" He swung his arms and strode towards the back patio.

A dozen or so disciples of the Stained Clothes Sect gathered in the courtyard, some with five bags and some with six bags on their backs, all of them were leaders of some status in the gang, maybe two groups of people were discussing something in the temple just now.Xibei Xiong casually threw the burden on the stone bench by the patio, and greeted Yang Guo and me to sit down, while greeting the dirty clothes disciples.

Suddenly there was a "crash" from the front, and she drank with Jiao: "This is my bowl!!!"

"Junior Sister Guo is checking whether the porcelain bowl is firm or not." Xibei Xiong laughed, and then raised his voice: "Don't bother Elder Liang, there is no food here. My elder brother and Miss Yang are not so particular."

Yang Guo and I looked at each other, and Yang Guo slightly hooked his index finger, which meant that he was afraid of food.

I am good at refusing to respond, and listening to the movement ahead - another batch of bowls that could not stand the inspection was reimbursed.The old monk said that "women are tigers", and it is estimated that the reference is this Guo family's rouge tiger.

At this time, a beggar offered the food, and the big bowl with the gap was full of spoiled food.

Yang Guo pretended to be happy and rushed forward to take it, then buried his head in grilling the rice, then his eyes sparkled, and he quietly sent the message through sound transmission: "Delicious!"

I pursed my lips and smiled without responding, thinking that any gang has its own superiority and inferiority. How can this be a gathering of leaders, how can they really eat rotten leftovers?

At this time, Elder Liang came over with a few wine gourds in person. He had traces of alcohol on his body, and he probably just staged a thrilling drama of snatching wine from the mouth of a tiger.

The old man was suffering from a serious illness, Yang Guo took a sip of the wine in a face-saving way, but he didn't drink a drop.

Xibei Xiong has already accepted the filial piety of the disciple in dirty clothes, and raised his hands to touch the gourd with Elder Liang.

Elder Liang caressed about his health, and Xibei Xiong began to talk nonsense: what got into a cesspit to avoid Yuan soldiers, lying in a pile of maggot-filled corpses and pretending to be a dead person, was so hungry that he couldn't compete with pigs, dogs and cats for food, luckily met Fucked with his elder brother and fiancee, otherwise his bones would have been gone...

Probably he often played this game, letting his tears splash and no one gave him sympathy, and they all helped him.

Looking at this enthusiasm, I figured it out. Before, I wondered: he avoids the position of gang leader like snakes and scorpions, so why is he so warm with the disciples of the beggar gang?In fact, Miss Guo is even more terrifying. Only by mixing with dirty clothes disciples can she be quiet.But it's weird again, Guo Fu can't stand dirt, how could Hong Qigong think that Xibei Xiong would be the leader of the beggar gang if he married her?

I can't figure it out anymore, anyway, Xibei Xiong doesn't want to marry Guo Fu and don't want to be a gang leader, I just cooperate.

Elder Liang coughed while drinking, and talked about our bed issue.

Sharing my worries for the Xibei bear, I raised a soft golden streamer, wrapped one end around the thick branches of the big banyan tree in the courtyard, and the other end tied to the branch that was intimate with the corner of the eaves, and jumped up.

It must be stated that I am not trying to steal the limelight from the little dragon girl An Sheng who made the couch in the original book. Although our soft golden ribbon is thin, it is wide and strong, and it is a great hammock.

Yang Guo pulled up the hammock like a model, Xibei didn't have a streamer, and he snored like a gorilla climbing a tree.

The dirty clothes disciples below bid farewell to Elder Liang one after another, and followed each other out through the back door.

Guo Fu heard the movement and rushed over, shouting at the top of her voice, "Brother Dawu! Brother Dawu..."

Elder Liang stopped: "They are resting."

Our position is high, the streamer is black, hidden in the darkness, Guo Fu didn't notice, she jumped up and shouted: "Go and call Brother Da Wu back!"

Wu Xiuwen who was following her said sourly: "He wants to accompany Miss Yang, why is he willing to come in? Or, give up my couch to Miss Yang?"

Guo Fu yelled angrily: "That bitch~ maidservant..."

"Fu girl, be careful, the leader has repeatedly explained that the Ancient Tomb Sect is our distinguished guest, so you dare not speak like that." Although Elder Liang had an old face, his tone was gentle enough to flatter.

Guo Fu bit her lip: "Damn it! Why does Brother Dawu like to hang out with those dirty people all day long? Brother Yang is so clean, how can he bear it! Elder Liang, we can't treat distinguished guests like this, go and invite them in!"

Elder Liang said helplessly: "It's already rested. They came from a long way and are exhausted, so don't bother them. If you don't know it, you will go to the Great Victory Pass. How many words can't you say?"

Wu Xiuwen took things to the fore: "Didn't you say that you want to change the whip and go to the night market?"

"I'm tired!" Guo Fu turned around and left irritably.

Second Young Master Wu glared at the back door coldly, then ran after the eldest lady.

After a while, a scolding came from the front hall: "...I don't care, I will use it tomorrow... I told you to buy it, why do you order them? It's up to you whether you like it or not..."

I vaguely understood: Guo Fu and disciple Jingyi got along well, Xibei Xiong and disciple Zouyi "befriended", and the two became husband and wife, which was a "match made in heaven", eliminating the dispute between the two factions in one fell swoop!

I whispered my conjecture, and Xibeixiong sighed: "Yes, there are tears of bitterness in my eyes full of absurd things! How can Junior Sister Guo really like me? She has wanted everything since she was a child, but I didn't want it I used to imitate my younger brother to curry favor with her, expecting her to get tired of it, but my younger brother and I were desperate! Sad, I had to hang out with the dirty clothes brothers, who knew that the disaster would be even worse!"

Yang Guo felt infinitely sympathetic: "Brother, it's hard for you! Another day I will pass on Wu Xiuwen's tricks, and I will be cold to that girl."

Xibei Xiong smiled lowly: "You think I haven't tried it? Can he tell Junior Sister Guo in a hurry, and even sue Master, adding fuel and vinegar, making me a bad person inside and out."

Yang Guo is full of confidence: "You are his rival in love, and I am in the same trench as him."

I am full of disdain, a certain young shrimp can't even deal with Xiaolongnv, the so-called good tricks for picking up girls are the stories I told and the third-rate scripts he read himself, it's strange that it works.

In order to prevent him from falling into trouble, I seriously advised: "Did you have a good relationship with him before? Don't talk about speculative fights. Let me do it. Brother Xiao Wu is willing to give me the bed. I have to be grateful, right?"

Yang Guo reprimanded him sternly: "Where are your male and female defenses? Play your lady like a good lady, think of tricks and tricks if you have nothing to do, and Dunru and I will be the ones to show your face."

Even if you are a little self-aware, you can play a P without me, a dog-headed military adviser!I giggled a few times, cooed and conspired, and a certain young shrimp who I was fighting slandered again.

He meowed and ignored this stupid boy, I snore, let's see how he dies tomorrow.

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The next day we got up before the sun was up, and in line with the principles of fire prevention, theft, and Guo Fu, we used the well water to freshen up a bit, then slipped outside to join the disciples in dirty clothes.

During breakfast, Elder Liang came to say that the horses were ready, and said that Chief Huang hoped that we would arrive earlier and let us go first.

Tomorrow is the official day of the "Heroes Conference", and it seems inappropriate for the disciples of Taohua Island to enter the venue with the ringing of the bell for the meeting.I was about to persuade him, but Yang Guo had already pulled off Xibei Xiong's sleeve.

Xiong struggled to death: "It's not too far, everyone is walking..."

As usual, no one listened to his opinion, amidst Yang Guo's polite voice, disciple Jingyi yelled and brought the two horses over.

I was secretly happy, let Yang Guo befriend the Quanzhen sect, and worship Zhao Zhijing, who is all-round and exquisite, as his teacher, it will definitely be beneficial, otherwise, where would he learn from these scenes?

"Hurry up, Brother Dawu! Look at how cool Brother Yang is!" Guo Fu, dressed in a fit riding outfit, rode on a bloody horse, urging us to hurry up.

Cha, how to ride two horses?Do you share the ride with your brother or with your "fiancé"?

At this time, Wu Xiuwen led a white horse and walked towards me, and handed me the reins with a big smile on his face.

This smile is vaguely creepy!I sensed it for a while, and calmly killed the long iron nail under the saddle, and then quietly sensed Yang Guo's horse, his was fine.

then let's go!Hmph, people with martial arts will not die because of this method, and it is inevitable to make a fool of themselves.And this was in a crowd of people, the defenseless disciples of the Beggar Clan would definitely be injured.There is also a white horse, which may die.

Ma Tiao is as light as the wind, probably because I am safe and sound, Guo Fu has a pretty face like someone owes her [-] guan.Wu Xiuwen was downcast, Yang Guo teased him again and again, but he couldn't answer what he said.

I quietly sent a message to Yang Guo about what happened just now, and warned: "Be careful too, don't capsize in the gutter, God knows what kind of moths they will have."——In the original book, Yang Guo was cut off by Dun Fu!

Yang Guo's face changed slightly, he raised his hand and whipped the sweaty horse hard.

Guo Fu let out a cry of surprise, leaned over the horse's back and disappeared for a moment.Wu Xiuwen was dragged onto his horse by Yang Guo, slapped him six times, before throwing him off the horse.

Happy Enmity!I tried my best to despise his childishness, but my heart was beating with joyful flames, and I walked forward with my head held high.

Xibei Xiong didn't care about his "brother", he caught up and laughed endlessly: "It's so fun! I wanted to beat him up a long time ago, but my mother asked me to take good care of him before she died, so I couldn't beat him."

Seriously despise!When Wu Sanniang died, you didn't come here at all, so I bet you never took the little Wudang brother.

It's not that I want to underestimate Xibei Xiong's character, but that if he really takes Xiao Wu seriously, it is absolutely impossible for the second son to be alive and kicking.Although cultivating a real person can't hurt people's lives, but if someone seeks death again and again, it can completely abolish martial arts: Wu Xiuwen is clearly obsessed with sex, and he doesn't know life and death. As an elder brother, he really thinks about him. , Ma Xing arrived at Dashengguan in more than half an hour.This is an important pass between Henan and Hubei, the terrain is dangerous, but the long street is quite spacious.It may be because of the tense war, the store looks sluggish, there are few vendors in sight, and the heroes of the three mountains and five mountains are in a hurry.

Xibei Xiong led us across the town to the deep mountains. It was probably a very small road, and we didn't meet anyone, only some beggars enthusiastically stopped us from time to time.

After walking for ten miles like this, the sight suddenly opened up: from the wide valley to the hillside is a Ruoda manor house, and the houses in the manor are piled on top of each other, and you can't see the edge at a glance.There is a flying book "Lujiazhuang" at the main gate, and thousands of ancient locust trees stand in front of the gate, surrounding the courtyard wall, embellishing the aura of the king of the forest and the eighth. Heroes from all walks of life are flocking to the village in an endless stream.

Suddenly hearing the sound of three trumpets and the sound of drums, Zhike and Zhuang Ding rushed out of the door and lined up in two rows.

This...wouldn't be welcoming us, would it? !No matter how grand Meow Meow is, we still need to oil the soles of our feet...

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