Chapter 77

The beggar had a square face, a short beard, thick hands and big feet, and although he was wearing clothes full of patches, the clothes were clean and not sloppy at all, and there was a big gourd hanging from his waist.At this time, the middle-aged beggar was drinking while joking with Mu Nianci who was next to him. Mu Nianci, who was originally bored, now had a flushed face and looked very lively.

"Uncle Gao, this uncle said that my father will be back in two days!" Mu Nianci hurried over when he saw Gao Cheng return.Knowing that Yang Tiexin would be back soon, she immediately let go of all her worries.

Gao Cheng nodded, and then carefully glanced at the middle-aged beggar not far away. When he saw that the other's right index finger was broken, his face suddenly changed, and he suddenly stepped forward and said, "So it's Senior Hong. Gao Cheng has met senior!"

This middle-aged beggar is Hong Qigong, the leader of the beggar gang known as the Northern Beggar in the Condor Shooting World. At this time, he is not as old as he appeared ten years later. He looks about 40 to [-] years old, and he is at the peak of his life.

Hong Qigong gulped down a sip of wine, turned his head to look at Gao Cheng, laughed and said, "You know me, not bad! You don't need to be so polite, just call Brother Hong!"

The leader of the beggar gang seemed to have a good impression of Gao Cheng, and there was some kindness in his words.Gao Cheng was not polite, he cupped his hands and sat down, Hong Qigong said hello, and continued to hold the wine jar to drink to his heart's content, and in less than a moment, he drank the whole jar of Shenquan wine.

"Huh! Shu Tan! Brother Gao, your chef's craftsmanship is very good. The only thing is that the wine is not good! It is far inferior to this altar of Shenquan wine! I remember the last time I drank this kind of wine, it was several years ago, and I just smelled it. I can't control the smell of wine, so I'm really sorry that I drank up this altar of wine without your master's permission!"

Gao Cheng suddenly remembered that before he came out today, he heard the conversation between Zhao Shuan and his servants, and he couldn't help but feel a little speechless. Recently, the food in the kitchen is often less, and it turned out that it was the leader of the beggar gang.

"I heard that Brother Hong likes food and has tasted famous dishes all over the world. It is their honor to be praised by Brother Hong for the cooking skills of my cooks. Besides, what is a mere pot of wine? If Brother Hong wants to drink, I will give it to you." Come to the ten altars!" Gao Cheng said.

Hong Qigong's eyes lit up, but then he seemed to think of something, shook his head, and sighed: "Brother Gao is really proud, but let's forget it, gluttony can easily cause trouble, as long as you can taste the taste of Shenquan wine."

Gao Cheng knew in his heart that when Hong Qigong was young, he had missed a big deal because of gluttony, so he cut off his right index finger to warn himself. He must have thought of this just now, so he sighed like this.

"By the way, Big Brother Hong just said that Nian Ci's father will be back soon. I wonder if he has found his wife?" Gao Cheng asked.

Hong Qigong nodded, and then said: "I have found it, and now Yang Tiexin is reunited with his wife. The only pity is that the child named Yang Kang does not want to recognize his father. Hey, the descendant of General Yang Zaixing, To actually recognize King Dajin as his father is really a trick of luck!"

Gao Cheng said: "As long as they recognize each other as husband and wife, as for Yang Kang, of course he has his own fate. Brother Hong, you are the leader of the Beggar Clan and you have many things to do. You shouldn't just inform us of the news when you came to Taiyuan City, right? "

After finishing speaking, Hong Qigong sized Gao Cheng up and said, "Of course not. I came to Taiyuan to meet you and see what kind of kung fu you practice. At such a young age, you can sweep the green forests of Shanxi and shake the world. Also, now Sha Tongtian from the Yellow River Gang is gathering masters who have grudges against you in the green forest, and they are going to join forces to kill you to avenge Peng Lianhu, you have to be careful!"

A smile appeared on Gao Cheng's face. Sha Tongtian from the Yellow River Gang was another familiar name, but Sha Tongtian's strength was slightly inferior to Peng Lianhu's. As long as others dared to show up, there was only one way to die.

"Thank you, Brother Hong, for reminding me, but someone like Sha Tongtian is still not my opponent!"

Hong Qigong said: "I see that your body is as strong as steel. It should be that you have cultivated the hard skills of the outer sect to a high level, and you can be called first-class in the world. Sha Tongtian can't threaten you, but I'm not saying that. Sha Tongtian, but his master, Patriarch Huang He!"

"The Patriarch of the Yellow River was the previous head of the Yellow River Gang. He used the yellow sand knife technique very fiercely. When the Yellow River Gang and the Beggar Gang had a conflict, I fought with him dozens of moves before I wounded him with the Dragon Subduing Palm Technique. Over the years, the Yellow River The patriarch has been disappearing, and I don't know how far he has practiced martial arts!"

"If he fights with Sha Tongtian and others, I'm afraid you will be in danger!"

Gao Cheng was startled, there was an evil sect master nicknamed Yellow River Patriarch in the World of Smiling Proudly, did he not expect that there was also a Yellow River Patriarch in the World of Condor Shooting?He has never heard of this name, but since he is Sha Tongtian's master, he must be a top-notch master in the world.

"In the world of Condor Shooting, the five masters are the strongest in the world. In the hands of the ordinary first-class masters in the world, it is difficult to catch even ten moves. The Seven Masters of Quanzhen were able to fight against Huang Yaoshi for several days and nights later, thanks to the Tiangang Big Dipper Formation! It's not his own strength. The Patriarch of the Yellow River can fight with Hong Qigong for dozens of moves, and his strength is still higher than that of the Quanzhen Seven Masters."

Gao Cheng was secretly frightened, if there was only one Patriarch of the Yellow River, he would naturally not be afraid, but the other party had also summoned many masters, if these people attacked together, even if he had the skill of spiral nine shadows, it would be difficult for him to escape from the siege.

But although he was surprised in his heart, Gao Cheng's face was very calm, and he didn't show the emotions in his heart.The world of eagle shooting he came to was an extremely real world. Apart from the masters he knew, there must be other strong people in the Jianghu.For example, the expert who created the Nine Suns Manual, and the current head of the Ancient Tomb Sect, do not have much reputation in the world, but they all have great strength.

At this time, there were still nearly ten years before Guo Jing went south from the grassland. The rivers and lakes were not peaceful for such a long time. Gao Cheng thought to himself, the Patriarch of the Yellow River's reputation in the later period must have happened during these ten years.

He glanced at Hong Qigong, and suddenly realized, "The Patriarch of the Yellow River was injured by Hong Qigong, so he must be brooding in seclusion and hard work. After he came out, he would definitely come to seek revenge. If I hadn't appeared, the Patriarch of the Yellow River would have died in Hong Qigong's house." Lord. However, now I have become his number one target."

Hong Qigong was drinking, paying attention to Gao Cheng's expression, and found that he still didn't change his face when he heard the name of the Yellow River Patriarch, and couldn't help but pay more attention to him. After Gao Cheng, he didn't want to see a young knight who punished rape and evil fell, so he came to Taiyuan City to remind him.

"Thank you Brother Hong for reminding me! I must be careful!" Gao Cheng said.

At this time, Hong Qigong drank up the whole jar of wine, then lifted the jar and poured it down. Seeing that there were still a few drops of wine left, he quickly moved his mouth to suck the few drops of wine into his mouth.

"Such good wine can't be wasted!" Hong Qigong smacked his lips, then turned over and stood up, swayed his body, and said to Gao Cheng: "Brother Gao, since you have nothing to do, why don't you and I move our hands and feet? "

(End of this chapter)

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