Pirate’s Infinite Wings

Ouyang Ke was stunned when he heard this, his uncle was in front of him. Regardless of their spirit or martial arts, they are very similar. But why did Comfort save Hong Qigong? Thinking of this, he pondered in his heart: "Could it be that uncle wants to curry favor with Hong Qigong and ask him to help us Dajin?" Thinking about it, not only his behavior became reasonable, but also the timing of his appearance was very reasonable.

They could have killed Hong Qigong, why let him go? Can Hong Qigong not be grateful to them? He can get close to a hostile Fang Lang, which shows that he doesn't have much heart for Da Song. Thinking of this, Ouyang Ka was constantly admired for his uncle's strength. Jiang is still old and hot, so he hurriedly accepted his disciples, clasped his fists at Hong Qigong and said, "Senior Qigong, I offended you tonight."

Seeing that Hong Qigong was about to be murdered by others, he was rescued by Ouyang Feng, and he felt mixed feelings. If it weren't for the heavy responsibility now, he would have died again. He thought to himself, when Wu Mu's suicide note is safe, the old man will not be the leader of this gang anymore, just to make Ouyang Feng's treacherous plan come to nothing. Thinking of this, I was depressed and sighed.

Fang Lang was relieved when he heard that Ouyang Ke had finally let go. He was really afraid of these poisonous snakes, so he snorted coldly and said: "Go away, I will deal with you when I go back!"

Ouyang Ke was not afraid when he heard his support words, instead he sneered in his heart and said, "Take care of me? If I hadn't restrained Hong Qigong, would you have this opportunity to be courteous?" He was not happy, but he also knew that it was a helpless move . Turning around, he said angrily, "Let's go!"

A few female disciples followed him to the valley entrance, and after a while, the valley was nowhere to be seen. Fang Lang breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to look at Hong Qigong. Hong Qigong looked at him with a lonely face, feeling worse than death at this moment. He absolutely didn't want to be rescued by Xidu Ouyang Feng! I don't want Ouyang Feng to look at him for a while and suddenly show a mischievous smile: "Senior Hong believes in Fang so much, why is it because of me?"

Hong Qigong was stunned for a moment, and then he showed surprise, his eyes were moist. Several other Beggar Sect disciples heard him claiming to be Fang, vaguely guessed his identity and quickly guarded Hong Qigong. Hong Qigong pushed them away, and said angrily: "Why save me if he wants to kill me, Ouyang Feng may use tricks to cheat a favor. But he doesn't use it!"

His flamboyant meaning is very famous, and he already believes in Fanglang very much. There was no need for Fang Lang to use other things to deceive his trust. The two beggar gang disciples hurriedly moved away when they heard the order. Hong Qigong stepped forward with a laugh, patted Fang Lang on the shoulder with a look of relief, and said, "My boy, you actually have the spirit of a great master. The old beggar was deceived by you just now!"

You know, it is difficult to play an ordinary person, let alone Ouyang Feng. The kind of lofty spirit that has been cultivated over the years to be above all the people and control the life and death of the world is not something ordinary people can have. Especially for a person like Ouyang Feng who has a strong aura, he doesn't need to touch anything, just a look can make people feel weak all over.

And the courage that emerged from Fang Lang just now can be called the temperament of a generation of masters. Fang Lang smiled modestly, clasped his fists and said, "Senior, I have won the prize. Just now I was thinking, if I can't deceive Ouyang Ke, I have no choice but to report my original identity and try my best to protect Qigong."

Hong Qigong showed a moved expression, he laughed and said, "With someone like you, even being an enemy is a pleasure!" He smacked his lips and said, "Where is my apprentice? Has he come yet?"

Fang Lang was amused in his heart, thinking that you still want to eat after you are like this, it is not easy. With a helpless wry smile, he said: "Rong'er is still at Taniguchi, I'll ask her to cook two delicious dishes for you."

Hong Qigong rubbed Alone, his eyes wandered, as if he had seen a table of delicious food, Fang Lang could only smile wryly. When everyone left the valley, Hong Qigong asked the disciples of the Beggars' Clan to go back and report, while he followed Fang Lang to Huang Rong. Just arrived at Huang Rong's place, but saw her leave a note asking them to look for him in the city inn. The two of them were puzzled and hurried to the city of Hangzhou. They didn't dare to go together, fearing that Ouyang Ke's eyeliner would see them, so they split up and went to the inn. Fang Lang guessed in the next step, and was led to the second floor by Xiaoer. As soon as he went upstairs to the private room, he heard Hong Qigong laughing and said: "It's still my good disciple who understands me."

Fang Lang hurried forward, only to realize that Ya Jianli had prepared a table of wine and meat, and the fragrance was so elegant that it made people salivate. Naturally, he knew that all of this was due to Huang Rong, so he quickly walked into the private room. Inside, Hong Qigong had already started eating, and Huang Rong watched from the side with a smile helping Hong Qigong organize the meals from time to time.

It is estimated that she has never been so considerate to her father. Fang Lang looked amused in his heart, this girl didn't know what her idea was. Hong Qigong was so excited that he heard Huang Rong say, "Master! I have practiced almost all the martial arts you asked me to do. These martial arts are rare. If I don't show my skills, people don't know me. It's your disciple!"

Hong Qigong's mouth was busy, he swallowed hard, and then said with difficulty: "Little boy, why are you so anxious! Your father is already a generation of martial arts masters, and he taught you all martial arts skills since childhood. The old beggar is treating you With a little guidance, there is a little opponent for you in the martial arts."

Huang Rong was not happy anymore, grabbed the elbow from his hand, and said angrily, "Okay, so you, the master, are trying to take advantage of my father!"

Hong Qigong was so excited that he took it away, and immediately showed a pitiful expression, and said with a wry smile: "The old cunning only has a set of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, but my daughter's family can't contact me for this set of martial arts." Otherwise, it will hurt the yin meridian, and as for the method of beating the dog with the stick, it must be something that the disciples of this sect cannot learn."

Huang Rong's eyes lit up, she giggled and said, "What if someone joins the Beggars' Gang?"

When Fang Lang heard this, he already knew his plan. Except for herself, this girl can be squeezed dry by others. Of course, he also said that when he understands what a woman is, he will be squeezed dry.

Hearing what she said, Hong Qigong couldn't help frowning. It's not that the beggar gang has no female disciples, but that woman likes to be a beggar. Unless the disciples of the gang marry someone else, they will naturally fall under the jurisdiction of the gang. For Huang Rong, a cute, clever girl with such a high status, if she joins the beggar gang, people will point at his spine and scold her.

Hong Qigong wanted to wave his hand, but this girl was clearly determined to pay attention. If he really got hurt in the rivers and lakes in the future, Huang Laoxie will lose face, and Hong Qigong will lose face too.

After thinking for a while, Hong Qigong finally said helplessly: "Okay! The old beggar will let you join the Beggar Gang, but since you are a disciple of the Beggar Gang, you must follow the rules. In the future, there are orders to help, so you have to follow." ..