Wuxia: You can’t start without Mrs. Guo!

Ultimate South Mountain, the main hall of Chongyang Palace.

Quanzhen Seven Sons, although there are only six people left now, they are still called Quanzhen Seven Sons.

Just like the first three don’t have to be just three people.

Listening to the rumors of the disciples of Shoushan that Huang Rong was coming to visit, Quanzhen Qizi naturally wanted to receive him personally.

Moreover, Huang Rong is not only the gang leader of the Southern Sect, but also the daughter of Huang Yaoshi, maybe he will know some identity information about the young man who can make the eighteen palms of the dragon descend and the magic of his fingers.

“Gang Master Huang, how is Jing’er lately?”

After introducing Huang Rong’s mother and daughter to take a seat, and letting the disciples bring fragrant tea, Ma Yu asked.

“In the past few months, the situation has been stable, and there has only been a small friction conflict with the Yuan army, and no major war has broken out.”

Huang Rong said briefly and said with a smile

“Being able to reduce the casualties of the people of the Song Kingdom is naturally excellent for Brother Jing.”

“That’s good.”

Ma Yu brushed his three-inch beard, looked at the two fair girls beside Huang Rong, and said gently

“This is Fu’er and Xiang’er, I haven’t seen them for a few years, and Lao Dao almost can’t recognize them.”

“Master said and smiled, your old Xuangong has become more and more profound.”

Guo Xiang grinned and flattered.

Guo Fu on the side pouted and reluctantly agreed

“Yes, yes, I feel the same way.”

Ma Yu saw it in his eyes, naturally he would not pay attention to the two juniors, looked at Huang Rong, and asked:

“I wonder why the Huang Gang Lord came here this time?”

“It’s not important, it’s just that this girl of Xiang’er is quietly thinking, and she can’t stay on Peach Blossom Island, saying that she wants to travel thousands of miles, just in time to reach the southern mountain realm, so she will take them to Chongyang Palace as a guest.”

Huang Rong shook her head, glanced at Guo Xiang beside her, and said

“I’m going to trouble you Dao Elders these days.”

“So it is, it is better to read ten thousand books than to travel thousands of miles, it seems that the Huang gang master has painstakingly taught his juniors.”

Ma Yu nodded in agreement, instructed the three generations of disciples accompanying him, and said

“Zhijing, go and clean up the room.”

“Master the sect, the disciples will arrange it.”

I wanted to stay a little longer, I wanted to inquire who the mysterious young man who killed Zhen Zhibing, who made himself the biggest obstacle to becoming the chief, was now, and now that the sect was in charge, he naturally couldn’t stay longer, so he retreated in response.

“You guys go out too.”

Huang Rong glanced at the expressions of the other Dao Elders who wanted to say nothing, and said to the two daughters:

“Remember not to run around.”

“Don’t worry, mother, I’ll go around Chongyang Palace.”

Guo Xiang knew that this last sentence was said to himself, looking very obedient, and then got up and pulled Guo Fu, and the sisters walked out of the main hall side by side.

As soon as the two sisters left, the atmosphere in the venue suddenly became calm.

Huang Rong said in her heart, there is indeed something!

“Gang Master Huang, there is something to ask about the trail.”

Qiu Zhiji couldn’t hold it back, and was the first to speak.

“Don’t dare, Chief Qiu, please say.” Huang Rong didn’t even dare, please.

Qiu Zhiji didn’t talk nonsense, took out a portrait from his arms, sent it to Huang Rong’s hand, and asked:

“Does the Yellow Gang Lord know this person?”

“I’ll take a look.”

Huang Rong answered and took it over.

On the drawing paper is a relatively simple portrait of a human face.

Even if the painting was very general, even in Huang Rong’s opinion, it was not as good as the characters in the painting themselves, and with a few strokes, she still recognized at a glance that the person on this painting should be Qin Feng.

If you want to talk about your familiarity with Qin Feng, who can compare to her.

Forty-nine days of overnight battles have made them understand each other to a point that is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Recognizing that it was Qin Feng on the painting, Huang Rong remained silent, so he said in confusion

“Who is this person?”

“This person broke into my mountain gate a few days ago and killed my people.”

“Even my junior brother Hao was brutally poisoned and died!”

Seeing that Huang Rong didn’t know, Qiu Shuji was filled with righteous indignation, and said:

“Does the Huang Gang Master know what kind of martial arts this person makes?”

Hearing that Qin Feng actually killed Hao Datong, Huang Rong was shocked in her heart, and did not understand why the young man did this.

I am glad that I paid for my two daughters, otherwise these two girls would have seen it.

Huang Rong knew it, but on the surface he was silent, and after a little hesitation, he was surprised

“Since Elder Qiu Dao asked me, could it be that he used the martial arts of my gang?”

“Good.”

Qiu Shuji nodded and shook his head again

“Junior Brother Hao died under the palm of the Falling Dragon!”

“The murderer will not only descend the eighteen palms of the dragon of the Gang, but also make the Huangdao lord’s fingers flick.”

“That’s weird.”

Huang Rong looked thoughtful and said

“It’s not strange that my father’s temperament is passed on with a snap of his fingers, but the eighteen palms of my Dragon Descent Gang, except for my brother Jing, have never taught disciples who are not Gang members.”

“I dare to assert that the Southern Sect Gang does not have such a figure.”

“Is it possible that the disciples of the Qiao Gang are under the jurisdiction of the Qiao Gang Master?” The hill is in a hurry.

“Junior Brother Shenyan!”

Ma Yu shouted:

“Qiao Gang Lord is heroic and chivalrous, everyone knows it, how can he condone his disciples to do such things!”

“The lesson is in charge!”

Old Qiu Shuji’s face turned red, and he lowered his head to admit his mistake.

“Poor Dao wants to ask the Huang Gang Master for something.” Ma Yu looked at Huang Rong and said politely.

“Chief, please speak.”

Without thinking about it, Huang Rong also knew what the other party was going to say.

“The disciples of the Gang are all over the world, and the poor road wants to ask the Huang Gang Lord to help me wait to find this person.”

Ma Yu said in a deep voice, “Junior Brother Hao’s blood feud, we Quanzhen disciples can’t fail to report it!” ”

“I’ll let the disciples pay attention.”

Huang Rong was helpless in her heart and nodded in response.

Ma Yu got up and solemnly thanked him: “Poor Dao will thank the Huang Gang Lord first.” ”

The rest of the Taoist Elders also said yes one after another.

Looking at the vengeful look of the few people in front of him, if Qin Feng was in front of him, Huang Rong estimated that he would not be able to resist using the jade bamboo stick in his hand to knock on the other party’s head.

It seems that the other party has also slapped himself in the face like this?

At the same time.

Without Huang Rong’s restraints, Guo Xiang was like a bird out of a cage, a kite with a broken line, running around the South Mountain, looking for traces that Qin Feng might have left behind.

“Maybe your Big Brother Qin has already left.”

Guo Fu followed beside him, really couldn’t look past it, and struck.

“No, I have a feeling that I am not far away from Brother Qin.”

Guo Xiang said unimpressed.

“I feel like you’re feeling wrong.” Guo Fu continued to strike.

“Impossible!” Guo Xiang firmly believed in himself and shook his head.

The two sisters laughed and joked, and were about to walk towards the back hill, when a gentleman chased after them and shouted:

“Two junior sisters, your mother told you to go back!”

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