"That's good."

Yang Lin agreed happily, and without hesitation, he picked up the Fenjiu on the table and sniffed it, and a low-quality sour smell hit his nose.

He frowned and waved, "Waiter, didn't you just say there were old flower carvings? I just brought it from Jiangnan and just put it on that one and removed the wine. How long have you been there?"

"Yes, wait."

Guo Jing looked at Yang Lin with some admiration: "This big brother is also very powerful. Just now, my little brother said that this wine was from five years ago and I couldn't sell it and brought it to us for drinks. I didn't expect that you didn't even taste it, but you smelled it."

"His family is a rich man from Jiangnan. He is used to enjoying it on weekdays and can naturally smell it." Huang Rong teased, "Hua Diao is also good, softer, and this Fenjiu is a bit good when you drink it. It tastes bad, which makes me unable to eat anything."

"What did you say just now? You're so happy." Yang Lin asked with a smile when the drinks came up.

He found that Huang Rong's face was already flushed under the dirty dirt, and it was obvious that she was drinking wine for many years.

But Guo Jing was furious and looked extremely excited at this time.

Even if he had too many uninvited guests, he did not dispel his excitement.

Huang Rong giggled and said, "This big brother has told a lot of interesting things about him in Mongolia. He grazed cattle and sheep, rode horses, shot eagles, played rabbits, and caught wolves every day. It's very fun..."

"That's really fun, The Legend of the Condor? This brother's archery technique is really amazing. The Diao'er flies at a high altitude, is easy and fast. He is not a magic archer, and he can't even shoot a hair.

Oh, the archer is called Zhebe in Mongolia. It turns out that he is Zhebe. Come on, drink."

When Yang Lin heard this, he praised him a few words.

He knew that girls like Huang Rong, who grew up alone on the island since childhood, most yearned for was to travel all over the country and live a life of riding horses and archery.

She must be interested when she heard so many fun things.

When Guo Jing talked about this, he was considering his preference.

I remembered again that Huang Rong would pack up all her longings in the future and stay in Xiangyang, and never have the chance to go out for a walk until...

Thinking of this, looking at the two people in front of me, I couldn't help feeling a little sad and drank another bowl of wine.

"My archery technique is OK." A trace of Hao Ran flashed across Guo Jing's black and red face, "In fact, it's not always possible to hit it, especially once, when I saw a pair of very powerful white eagles, they flew too fast.

That time, with the help of the Taoist priest, I caught two little white eagles. Now I am about to grow up and can fly people in the sky..."

Speaking of this, Guo Jing woke up and said that he had missed his mouth and hurriedly covered his mouth.

I ate two bites of food concealedly.

Huang Rong was fascinated when she suddenly Guo Jing stopped talking. She was a little anxious, "What about the Diao? But the old Taoist priest wants to go back again? No, these famous Taoist priests in the world are from Quanzhen Sect, and they like to wander around... If they were them, they would never take your white eagle."

"Ah, it's Quanzhen's Sect. The old Taoist priest didn't let me say his name, nor did he let anyone teach me martial arts."

Guo Jing was in a very embarrassing way.

puff……

Yang Lin squirted out a sip of wine.

You're not saying it anymore.

"Don't worry, just ask this little brother and you will know. In fact, it doesn't matter if you say it. No one will blame you."

Yang Lin comforted.

"Yes, this big brother, you don't know who the big guy is, his name is Lu Guanying, so he is very famous.

At the beginning of the year, he killed the Dragon King of the Ghost Gate by Sha Tongtian alone in Jiaxing, and even retreated easily under the siege of Peng Lianhu, Lingzhi, and the old monster Ganxian.

Later, he forced the King of Zhao Wanyan Honglie of Jin Dynasty to flee back to Zhongdu in fear and did not dare to stay in Song for a long time."

"Ah, I heard from my masters that Sha Tongtian and Peng Lianhu are all first-class masters in the evil path, they are very vicious. You, are you okay?"

Guo Jing was very happy. The first thing he thought of at this time was not how powerful Yang Lin was, but whether he was injured.

I forgot that the other party is sitting in front of me and drinking, so it must be fine.

Huang Rong smiled and said, "Don't worry about the big man. He is very smart. He has a bunch of people under his command, but no one can catch him.

Later, I also heard that he went to Quanzhen Sect and became a disciple of King Chuyi of Yuyangzi. I guess his martial arts are even more advanced now.

By the way, the old Taoist priest you mentioned may be his master, uncle or something, so even if you say something wrong, it won’t matter.”

Huang Rong was well-informed all the way, and with her deliberate attention, she noticed the news that Yang Lin released in advance.

Before going to Zhongnan Mountain, Yang Lin was also worried about the affairs of his Taihu Water Village. He taught some methods of fighting muscles and bones in the Mingjin stage of killing boxing and giving them to the village masters, asking them to choose people to pass them down.

He ordered these people to spread the news that he had become a disciple of Zhongnan.

Pulling the tiger's skin and raising the big flag is actually a forced force.

No matter how powerful Yang Lin is, the leader of Taihu Lake, is naturally far behind the Quanzhen Sect.

If he knew that he had joined the Quanzhen Sect, his family and his subordinates would be safer.

Therefore, Huang Rong knew it.

"So that's it. Brother Lu must have seen someone named Yin Zhiping of your Quanzhen Sect? He seems to be under the sect of Master Qiu."

Speaking of this, Yang Lin noticed that Guo Jing frowned slightly.

Obviously, the memories Yin Zhiping gave him were not beautiful.

Yes, two years ago, Yin Zhiping, who was ordered by Qiu Chuji, went to the grassland and competed with Guo Jing.

At that time, Guo Jing was definitely not his opponent. He had not practiced the excellent Quanzhen internal skills and had no idea.

"Yin Zhiping, that person has a bad personality. I beat him twice a while ago."

"Yes, that's pretty good." Guo Jing became happy immediately. He would not hide his thoughts. If he treats people well, he would be kind to others. If he doesn't have the impression of people, he will never do it.

"Also, the one you mentioned who taught you internal skills and helped you catch a pair of white eagles should be my master and the head of the real person Danyangzi Ma Yu. He was in the desert two years ago."

Yang Lin actually understands what Ma Yu is thinking.

Although Quanzhen Sect is a person with high moral character, everyone has their own temperament. If you have a big spoil, you will naturally cause a lot of trouble outside.

As the headmaster, although Ma Yu is not very responsible for anything, he doesn't care about anything.

He will quietly make up for it behind him and make up for it.

Just like Changchun Ziqiu Chuji made a bet with the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan, in his opinion, he did it too much and was suspected of bullying.

But the chivalrous reputation of the seven monsters in Jiangnan resounded throughout Jiangnan, and everyone knew it. The seven other people on the other side really deserved this good reputation.

If such a person is beaten to death with them and tore them to pieces, even if he wins, he will lose his face.

No matter how you look at it, it sounds like Quanzhen Sect is bullying others with power.

Of course Qiu Chuji wouldn't think so, but Ma Yu would think more...

So, he quietly rushed to the desert and quietly taught Guo Jing's powerful internal skills, hoping to make his junior brother lose the last game.

You can't say that he did this wrong, you can only say that Taoist Ma is a good person.

Huang Rong was too idle to be idle and was too curious about raising eagles. At this time, she interrupted: "Stop talking about the Taoist priest, talk about the white eagles. Didn't you raise a couple? If you didn't take them out this time, will you starve to death by starving at home?"

"No, there is Hua... someone will support it."

Guo Jing spoke to the point where he swallowed it for some reason, and was so guilty that he didn't dare to look at Huang Rong's eyes.

When Yang Lin saw it, he secretly felt funny.

I thought to myself that Guo Juxia was really immature at this time, and it was not even good to tell a lie.

His eyes were wandering and his face turned red, and everyone could see that he was a little insincere.

However, Yang Lin can see one thing.

Although Guo Jing is honest and upright, he is not stupid. He is showing off his own strength.

I have been with the little Mongolian princess Hua Zhenger since I was a child, watching the little girl grow up.

You said that he would not be able to see the difference between a girl and a young man. I am afraid that it is not that he is blind, but that you are blind.

What's more, Huang Rong's voice is crisp, like the first singing of a yellow oriole.

Although the face is dirty, its silver teeth are like shells and its eyes are covered with ink.

Especially when you smile so hard that you lean back and forth, you will reveal the snow below your neck, as if it is white, as if it is condensed.

Well, Yang Lin doesn’t want to know what Guo Juxia thinks.

Looking at the doubt in Huang Rong's eyes, I knew that this extremely smart little girl had finally changed her mood because of some random behavior of her, so she wanted to leave.

His heart was actually quite contradictory.

Facing the most exciting woman in my memory, it would definitely be abnormal if I didn’t have any idea of ​​making up for my regrets.

However, as long as he thinks about the fire burning the city and the couple who have been fighting against Mongolia for ten years, he has become indifferent to all his thoughts.

Regret is regret after all.

He picked up the wine bowl and smiled forcefully, "Come on, drink a bowl of wine, I wish Brother Guo a bright future, and I wish Brother Huang a smooth life."

He directly pointed out the surnames of the two, Yang Lin drank a bowl of wine, turned around and left with a smile.

Find your own horse, take a horse and leave.

Huang Rong grabbed the door step by step and saw Yang Lin's back disappearing and leaving.
Chapter completed!