I Am The Demon Emperor Kunpeng

In a blink of an eye, the four of them had been in the Temple of the Earth for a month, and the broken silver in their arms had already been exchanged for a deal, and they were almost used up. Guo Jing wanted to exchange his gold ingots for money, but Kun Peng stopped him.

Kunpeng said: "These days, there has been a turmoil. Your gold ingot has many uses, but it is not used to feed us."

Guo Jing was puzzled: "Master, we have no surplus, why can't we use these gold ingots to feed ourselves?"

"In the future, you will find that they are of great use. Listen to the words of this seat and don't use them again."

I called Huang Rong again: "You clean up, today we are going south."

"Brother, you are finally leaving, we can all be considered home here." Huang Rong said.

Kunpeng said: "This seat is waiting for Guo Jing."

Guo Jing was leading the horse, and when he heard Kunpeng calling him, he asked hurriedly: "The disciple is here, what is the master's order?"

Huang Rong smiled and said: "Stupid Junior Brother, what Brother Kunpeng said is waiting for you, not for what you are waiting for today, but for waiting for your Jianglong Eighteen Palms training."

Guo Jing said: "The disciples are already familiar with all the moves, but the last three palms are always incomprehensible and cannot be used proficiently."

"It's okay, you can remember them all. Later, you will digest them slowly, pack your bags and go on the road."

They have dyed the sweaty horse's body with some plant colors, which looked like a sick horse. They bundled other luggage, hung them on both sides of the saddle, and walked slowly along the field avenue. The bazaar they often buy.

Huang Rong took out the last few iron coins: "It's only enough for one person and one big pie, but I won't be full, brother, we have to think of something else."

Mu Nianci said, "Rong'er, we are all martial arts practitioners. Is there still a time when we are hungry?"

The five people just came to a big banyan tree, and she said, "I will play a few shots here, and then fight Rong'er. Maybe I can earn enough money for a meal."

Huang Rong's boss is unhappy: "Sister Mu, why are you fighting me? Can't you find Sister Xue or the younger brother? You can even practice against Brother Kunpeng."

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

"When did Sister Mu become poor-mouthed?" Huang Rong said, "Come on then."

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

Mu Nianci had taken a mulberry gun, which was actually a mulberry stick, sharpened at one end and tied with a red cloth strip.

After finishing an opening remark, she proficiently performed the authentic Yang family's marksmanship, which drew cheers from the audience.

Guo Jing was forced by Huang Rong and took a thick bowl to collect money from the audience. However, there were many people who watched and gave little money. After walking around, only three iron coins were received.

He looked at the three coins in the bowl, and for the first time deeply realized that money is hard-won.

Huang Rong took advantage of Mu Nianci’s resting time and stepped onto the court, punched a fist and embroidered his legs, and danced with a bamboo sword. This sword technique was naturally created by his father Huang Laoxie, and it is also considered Peach Blossom Island. A must.

Although his strength was insufficient, he was dazzled and attracted constant applause.

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

He smiled bitterly and said to Kun Peng: "Master, how can you be born like this? It's strange if you don't starve to death."

Kunpeng just smiled: "Don't worry, the coins will be delivered automatically."

"Master, who will send us coins? Is it the big brother, or Ouyang Ke?"

"Wait, then."

"Or, I also go to the field twice, Master?"

"As you wish, if you are happy, you can practice as taught by the Jiang Nan Qixia, but you must never practice the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon on this occasion."

"I see, Master."

Guo Jing took off his horse whip and was about to have an iron whip technique, but suddenly he saw a face that seemed to be familiar flashed outside the crowd.

He quickly took the whip and called Kunpeng: "Master, I will be back when I go."

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

Huang Rong walked over, Kunpeng whispered for a while, and Huang Rong joyfully said: "Okay, let's see Rong'er make a move. One can do it with one another."

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