HongHuang I am The Demon Kunpeng

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In a blink of an eye, the four had been in the land temple for a month, and the broken silver in their arms had already been exchanged for a deal, which was almost used. Guo Jing wanted to take his gold ingot out for money and was stopped by Kun Peng.

Kun Peng said: "In these years, there is a lot of trouble, and your gold ingot has many uses, but it is not used to feed us."

Guo Jing is puzzled: "Master, we have no surplus grain, how can we not use these gold ingots to feed ourselves?"

"You will find out later that they are of great use. Listen to this speech and don't use it again."

Also called Huang Rong: "Take care of it, today we are going south."

"Brother, you are finally leaving, we can all count as a home here," Huang Rong said.

Kun Peng said: "This seat is waiting for Guo Jing."

Guo Jing was leading the horse, and heard Kunpeng call him, and he asked quickly, "What did Master tell you when the disciple is here?"

Huang Rong said with a smile: "Brother Silly, Brother Kunpeng said that waiting for you is not waiting for you today, but that waiting for you to practice the Dragon's Eighteen Palms."

Guo Jing said: "The disciples are basically familiar with all the moves, but the last three palms can't always grasp it, so they can't use it skillfully."

"It's okay, you can just remember it all. Slowly digest it later and pack up your luggage."

They have dyed the body of the sweaty horse with some plant colors, which looks like a sick horse, and bundled other luggage, hung on both sides of the saddle, and slowly walked along the field avenue. They often buy markets.

Huang Rong figured out the last few pieces of iron money: "It's only enough for one person and one pie, but definitely not enough, brother, we have to think of something else."

Mu Nianci said: "Rong'er, we are all martial arts people, are we still hungry?

The five people came to a big banyan tree, and she said, "I play a few guns here, and then fight with Ronger, maybe I can earn enough money for a meal."

Huang Rong's boss is not happy: "Sister Mu, why do you want to fight me, can't you find Sister Xueshuang or brother? You can even practice with Kunpeng brother."

Mu Nianci laughed; "I like Rong'er."

"When did Sister Mu become stifled?" Huang Rong said, "Come on."

Their weapons have long been wrapped in clothes and bedding and placed on the backs of sweating horses. But they also used trees to make spears and bamboo swords to confuse officials.

Mu Nianci took the mulberry gun, which was actually a mulberry stick with a sharpened end and tied with a red cloth strip.

After the opening remarks, she was very skillful in demonstrating the authentic Yang family marksmanship, which attracted applause from the audience.

Guo Jing was forced by Huang Rong and served a thick bowl to collect money from the audience. But there were more people watching, less money, and I walked around and received only three iron money.

He looked at the three coins in the bowl and realized for the first time that the money was hard to come by.

Huang Rong took advantage of Mu Nianci's open space, went to the field, played a flower fist and embroidered legs, and danced the sword with a bamboo sword again. This swordsmanship was naturally created by his father Huang Laoxie, and it was also regarded as Taohua Island. A must.

Despite his lack of strength, he was dazzled and attracted constant applause.

Guo Jing walked down again, still only got four iron money.

He smiled bitterly and said to Kun Peng: "Master, how can you be born so, it is strange not to starve to death."

Kun Peng just smiled: "Don't worry, the coins will be sent to you automatically."

"Master, who brought us the coins? Is it the brother, or Ouyang Ke?"

"just wait."

"Otherwise, I will go to the field twice, Master?"

"If you like it, if you are happy, you can practice what the seven heroes of Jiangnan teach, but you should never practice the dragon and palm on this occasion."

"Got it, Master."

Guo Jing took off his whip and was about to come to iron whip, but suddenly he saw a crowd of familiar faces flashing out of the crowd.

Quickly took the whip and called Kun Peng: "Master, I will go back when I go."

Kunpeng nodded and said, "Nianci, you continue. Xueshuang, you should practice with Nianci. Rong'er, come here."

Huang Rong walked over, Kun Peng whispered for a while, Huang Rong said with delight: "Okay, look at Rong Er's shot, a top two..."

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