The Greatest Uncle of All Heavens

Chapter 128 Wanyan Honglie
Just when Yang Tiexin and Bao Xiruo met each other and were talking about their parting feelings, a few more people came from a distance, they were ghost dragon king Sha Tongtian and three-headed jiaohou Tonghai among the masters recruited by Wanyan Honglie And Sha Tongtian's disciple, the Yellow River Four Ghosts.

"Stinky boy, are you here?" Hou Tonghai yelled angrily, and rushed towards the crowd not far away with a short-handled three-pronged steel fork.

Looking in the direction he was running, Huang Wuming noticed a thin young man with a charcoal face and ragged clothes in the crowd at a glance.Seeing Hou Tonghai rushing towards him, the young man couldn't help but screamed strangely, turned his head and ran away.

"This girl!" Recognizing Huang Rong who was pretending to be a little beggar at a glance, Huang Wuming couldn't help shaking his head helplessly.

"Hey, it's my aunt!" Qu Yaoguang on the side also saw Huang Rong, saying that she didn't care about eating, and hurriedly chased after her and shouted, "Auntie!"

Well, these two girls get together, but some of them are crazy!In fact, the reason why Huang Wuming brought Qu Yaoguang to Zhongdu was because of Yang Tiexin's affairs, and because Huang Yaoshi entrusted him to find Huang Rong, a ghost who had run away from home.

Just when Huang Rong, Qu Yaoguang and Hou Tonghai were having a good time, following the sound of horse hooves, Huang Wuming turned his head and saw a middle-aged man in luxurious clothes with a gun in the distance. The cavalry guards came, and they knew that he was Wanyan Honglie without guessing.

Beside Wanyan Honglie, there was a handsome young man in a white robe and holding a folding fan, with braids on his head, not like the Central Plains people's attire.Behind him were several women riding white camels with light veils covering their faces. They were Ouyang Ke, the nephew of Xidu Ouyang Feng, and his concubine Ji.

"Father!" Seeing Wanyan Honglie approaching, Yang Kang immediately shouted as if he had found the backbone.

Wanyan Honglie, who nodded lightly in response to him, could not help but galloped forward, frowned and looked at Bao Xiruo and Yang Tiexin who were hugging each other and weeping and talking, then winked at a guard following behind him, The guard immediately took out the crossbow arrows in the horse's pocket with understanding.

"Xiwei..." Wanyan Honglie shouted, when Bao Xiruo let go of Yang Tiexin and turned around to look over, the guard immediately raised the crossbow arrow in his hand, and an arrow shot straight at Yang Tiexin.

The speed of the crossbow bolt was too fast, and when Bao Xiruo, who stared and exclaimed, saw that the arrow was about to hit Yang Tiexin, a hand suddenly reached out, and firmly grasped the crossbow bolt in his hand. The figure also solidified in front of Yang Tiexin.

"What? Wanyan Honglie, do you want to kill people to silence your words?" Huang Wuming, who sneered, waved his hand, and the crossbow turned into a cold light and shot towards Wanyan Honglie.

"My lord, be careful!" Ouyang Ke at the side hastily waved the folding fan in his hand and knocked down the arrow. Then he noticed Huang Wuming approaching him, jumping from the back of the white camel sitting down, trying to stop Huang Wuming .

Folding... Folding the fan Folding the fan in half, Ouyang Ke, who was shaken all over, flew away in embarrassment as if he had been hit hard, and the folding fan in his hand burst directly.

"Ah!" Ouyang Ke, who fell to the ground in embarrassment with a cry of pain, was completely gone from his previous chicness, and the hand that was holding the folding fan just now was dripping with blood and trembling with pain.

"Young master!" The women in white veils who were riding white camels in the back couldn't help but jumped up to Ouyang Ke's side and hurriedly helped him up.

At the same time, Wanyan Honglie, who had no time to dodge at all, was grabbed by Huang Wuming's shoulder and lifted off the horse like a chicken.

Huang Wuming, who was floating down the street with Wanyan Honglie in his arms, couldn't help spreading the fan in his hand, shaking the fan and smiling at him who was a little panicked, and said, "Wanyan Honglie, please take us out of the city and give us a ride!"

"Yang Tiexin, Guo Jing boy, and the head of the Iron Foot Immortal King Division of the Quanzhen Sect who is watching the excitement, come with me!" Huang Wuming said and turned to the crowd who was messing around with Hou Tonghai and the four ghosts of the Yellow River. Huang Rong and Qu Yaoguang greeted each other: "Rong'er, Yaoguang, stop making trouble, let's go!"

"This King and Your Honor don't seem to know each other. They have no enmity, right? What do you mean by grabbing me like this?" Wanyan Honglie couldn't help asking.

"What do you mean? I am a Han Chinese, and you are a golden man. Don't say that I captured you, even if I killed you, what reason do I need?" Huang Wuming sneered back.

Wanyan Honglie froze when he heard the words, but Yang Kang who was beside him couldn't help shouting angrily: "Put down my father, or I will..."

"Huh?" Before Yang Kang finished speaking, Huang Wuming turned his head and looked over with cold and sharp eyes, his heart trembled and he swallowed back the words.

Facing Huang Wuming's cold and merciless gaze, Yang Kang, who took two steps back cautiously, hurriedly greeted Peng Lianhu and the others: "Master Peng, Master Lingzhi, you all quickly rescue my father!"

Phew... Yang Kang just finished speaking, the folding fan that Huang Wuming closed instantly flew out of his hand, just like hurting the spiritual master before, but this time it hit Yang Kang's chest, causing him to vomit blood and fly away Go out and fall hard to the ground.

"Kang'er!" Bao Xiruo, who saw his son was injured and vomiting blood, couldn't help exclaiming, and ran over in distress. It was Yang Kang who shook his hand, and stood aside in embarrassment and loss.

Stretching out his hand to grab the folding fan that flew back upside down, Huang Wuming couldn't help shouting angrily when he saw this scene: "My biological father refused to admit it, but he gave a mouthful to a golden thief who almost killed your father and took your mother away!" "Father, do you really think that you are the king of gold?"

Yang Tiexin trembled when he heard it, while Bao Xiruo couldn't help but shook his head and said, "No, Kang'er just didn't know that Brother Tie was his father, he"

"I don't know? Then why didn't you tell him? I'm afraid that from the bottom of your heart, you really want him to be this noble prince?" Huang Wuming sneered.

"No, it's not, I..." Bao Xiruo, whose face changed upon hearing this, saw Yang Tiexin's pale face, and couldn't help shaking his head, but didn't know how to explain it.

"Forget it, let's go out of the city first!" Seeing this, Huang Wuming shook his head slightly, not too lazy to talk, and pressed Wanyan Honglie to head for the gate of the city first.

Guo Jing and Mu Nianci stepped forward to support Yang Tiexin, while Bao Xiruo supported Yang Kang, they each got on their horses and followed.As for those horses, they were the mounts of some of Wanyan Honglie's personal soldiers that Huang Wuming killed at will.

Wang Chuyi, who hadn't planned to intervene in the crowd, couldn't help but wry smile when Huang Wuming called out his identity, so he had to follow along.

With Wanyan Honglie as a hostage, everyone naturally left the city easily and rode away with Wanyan Honglie on horseback.

After leaving the city for tens of miles in one breath, Huang Wuming, who estimated that the pursuers would not arrive in a short time, finally asked everyone to stop and rest.

Wanyan Honglie, who was thrown on the ground by Huang Wuming like rubbish, couldn't help saying: "You have already left Zhongdu, you can let me go back, right?"

"Let you go back? Wanyan Honglie, you are too naive, shall I let you go back and bring the army to hunt us down?" Huang Wuming sneered.

"Don't tell me you want to kill me?" Wanyan Honglie gritted his teeth and looked at Huang Wuming: "If you kill me, you will definitely not be able to leave Dajin's land alive."

Huang Wuming, who put his foot on Wanyan Honglie's chest and made him spit out a mouthful of blood, looked at him coldly and said, "You seem to have forgotten that the land here belongs to the Han people."

"Wanyan Honglie, tell me exactly what you did to the Guo and Yang families back then, and I will let you die quickly," Huang Wuming continued.

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