Sixteen years ago, in Temujin camp, the seven eccentrics in the south of the Yangtze River heard that Mongolian spies had learned that Ling Feiyang had died in front of the Chongyang Palace. After hearing the news, Han Xiaoying was heartbroken and did not eat for three days and three nights, and the six eccentrics gradually got better.
Because of Chen Xuanfeng’s death, Zhang Asheng was not killed by Chen Xuanfeng. At this time, the seven eccentrics in the south of the Yangtze River were still complete. Zhang Asheng knew that Han Xiaoying had a heart for Ling Feiyang, and they both had a fait accompli, but they were still very generous. Three years later, the five brothers took turns to persuade Han Xiaoying, although reluctant, to marry Zhang Asheng, and the wedding was presided over by Ke Zhene and Han Baoju.
In the past 16 years, Guo Jing was finally taught as an adult in the desert of the seven eccentrics in the south of the Yangtze River, which made seven people most happy. This Guo Jing had a very high martial arts qualification, not only achieved seven masters, but also mastered seven martial arts, which gradually surpassed the seven of them. This time, he took Guo Jing back to the Central Plains and rushed to this decade. About the seven eccentrics in the south of the Yangtze River had already had confidence in winning.
"Ma Yu led Zhenqi to meet the seven heroes!" Ma Yu and others’ status in the Jianghu is far higher than that of the seven eccentrics in the south of the Yangtze River, but they have paid their respects to the seven eccentrics in the south of the Yangtze River without losing their statecraft. Just reunited with Ling Feiyang, Ma Yu still immediately forgot Ling Feiyang, saying it was "true seven" instead of "true six"
"The seven eccentrics in the south of the Yangtze River have seen the seven immortals of the True Sect!" Ke Zhene face upwards laughed. "It’s really thanks to Jinger and Kang Erfu that we can meet here today! Qiu Daochang is very happy to see that Jinger and Kanger have grown up! "
"Ke Daxia said it!" Ma Yu Road
The people greet Ling Feiyang in the restaurant, but their eyes look at Han Xiaoying. In the past 16 years, the north wind is like a knife in the desert. Although Han Xiaoying has not lost its wind, it is no longer the year when the girl Zhu Yan saw Ling Feiyang staring at herself. Han Xiaoying walked over and said lightly, "It is better to know that you are still alive than anything else …"
"Xiao Ying …" Ling Feiyang looked at Zhang Asheng next to him, but it was awkward. Han Xiaoying smiled at Ling Feiyang Zhan Yan, but his eyes seemed to contain a complex feeling.
"Bless you …" Ling Feiyang said.
"Thank you …" Han Xiaoying said and immediately turned back to Zhang Asheng and gently took his arm out of the corner of his eye but still watched Ling Feiyang.
"Before every lingering fatigue, she will look at me like this. She won’t want to be with me …" Ling Feiyang unconsciously moved in her heart.
"Amitabha!" With a Buddha’s name, an elderly monk wearing a jute frock and holding black short wood walked into the restaurant with a dozen little monks. It was the master of Jiaomu in Hokkeji, Jiaxing! Because at that time, Master Ling Feiyang lived for ten years!
"Wonderful hands" Zhu Cong quickly introduced Master Jiao Mu to Master Zhen Qi Jiao Mu and said with a sigh, "This misunderstanding would not have been caused if the poor monk had not mistakenly believed in slanders!"
"Master YanChong! If it weren’t for this, how could there be a Zivulin event! " Ma Yu said with a smile.
Master Jiao Mu saw Ling Feiyang in the crowd and immediately came over with his hands folded and bowed respectfully to him. He thanked Huang Rong and Yang Kang for saving his life. When they saw so many famous Wulin places, they all had a good impression on Ling Feiyang and their hearts rose.
At this time, Yang Tiexin and Mu Nianci’s father and daughter also arrived at the restaurant Zuixianlou. When the boss saw so many guests coming in the restaurant, he was so happy that he immediately came out from the background and arranged the seats in person.
"We will package this restaurant all day!" Guo Jing said and took out dozens of gold ingots from the wallet and handed them to the boss of Zuixianlou.
"Okay, no problem!" The boss was so excited that he immediately agreed to Guo Jing’s request
Wulin people from all walks of life in Zuixian Building gathered together, but no one noticed that there was a guest sitting in the corner. This person was about fifty years old, skinny, wearing a dark black robe and wearing a hat. His pale blue pupils were completely covered by the brim of his hat, but his temples showed a wisp of yellowish curly hair. From his appearance, this person was obviously not Chinese.
Although the man ordered a table of dining tables, he didn’t move chopsticks. All these conversations have entered his ears. When Guo Jing said that he would package this restaurant, a subtle smile suddenly appeared on his mouth.
On the evening of the same day, martial arts experts from all walks of life stayed in the inn near Nanhu Lake. The next morning, everyone returned to Zuixian Building together. It was March 24, and the owner of Zuixian Building had already ordered Xiao Er to put tables and chairs along the wall and left a piece of land in the center of the restaurant.
Master Jiao Mu, the notary public, Hokkeji, and all the monks sat together on the north side of the hall.
The seven eccentrics in the south of the Yangtze River are already gearing up next to Guo Jing on the east side of the hall.
Han Xiaoying, with the kindest heart, went to Guo Jing and whispered to him, "Jinger’s physique is different for men and women after all. You’ve got a lot of money when you come to this contest. Don’t hurt Kanger until you stop!"
"Seven masters, I know!" Guo Jing nod should way.
Zhu Cong was worried that Guo Jing deliberately let Yang Kang come over immediately and said in a low voice, "True martial arts is far better than our seven eccentrics in the south of the Yangtze River. Don’t underestimate your enemy!
"Second Master, rest assured that Jinger will fight by herself!" Guo Jing thought to herself, "Let’s beat her before we recognize a younger sister!"
True seven, Yang Tiexin father and daughter and Huang Rong are sitting on the west side of the hall, while Yang Kang looks uneasy.
"Kang Er’s contest is the greatest wish of Qiu Daochang before his death. You must not lose to Guo Jing!" Yang Tiexin said so, Yang Kang became more nervous.
"Can you speak or not? You put pressure on Yang Kang at this time …" Ling Feiyang was thinking about Ma Yu, but he had already said, "Now Guo Yang’s two descendants are gathered here, and Qiu Xiaodi Jiuquan must have been very happy to see that Qiu Xiaodi was straightforward before his death. You won’t be too interested in this contest. Kang Er, you need to be too concerned about winning or losing Jinger to give it a try!"
"Or Ma Shibo is more considerate and pregnant with Yang Kang, unlike her, the father’s heart will play the game …" Ling Feiyang thought.
"You Taoist priests, this contest should be like a comparison. Let’s draw a path!" Ke Zhene Shen said.
Chapter 6 Drunk Fairy House Tournament
"I have a good idea for the contest!" Ma Yu stood up and smiled slightly. "Since Jinger has seven masters and we really have seven, why don’t we decide to win or lose in seven games!"
"Even more than seven games?" This point is too exaggerated, and everyone is amazed, but everyone doesn’t know that it was not Ma Yu but Ling Feiyang who came up with this point.