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In Mojiazhuang, everyone had a good meal. After drinking, they couldn't help but praise each other. Hu Guiyang used to be like this when he was with his brothers, but today he couldn't talk and could only listen with a smile.

The person who talked the most was not Chen Qianyuan's group, but Yuan Mao, who had always regarded himself very well. He had no airs in front of Mo Ai, but was just a simple admirer who kept toasting and talking about the past many years ago, all he heard from the original head of the family Yuan Bin.

Mo Ai accepted it with a smile.

In the evening of that day, several groups of people came one after another, one to cheer for the Broken Clawed Qinglong, and the other to see what the Jinyi Captain who was chasing Wenjiazhuang looked like.

Hu Guiyang felt like the new wife of the Mo family. He kept coming out to meet relatives, and was criticized by character, and then was forgotten aside. What everyone really cared about was the Mo family.

Fan Dajian saw some tricks and whispered to Hu Guiyang: "You lack momentum and don't brag about yourself. You are easily looked down upon by others. This is not enough, and you will suffer losses in the future. Don't be aware that I am not a man from the martial arts world, I understand the truth. You have to show off your might and be more sleek, just like... to lend money to others, you have to cry and show your difficulties again and again, and then say that you have raised money. In this way, the other party will be more grateful to you."

Hu Guiyang couldn't do it, and his smile was as inappropriate as before, which puzzled acquaintances and disturbed strangers. In fact, he was too lazy to think of any conspiracy, "That was what you did when you were in Lingji Palace?"

Fan Dajian laughed twice, "Just because the elixirs in Lingji Palace are very rare, each pill is worth a thousand gold, and can even be dedicated to the emperor. The knowledge is the same. Hu Guiyang, in life, it is not enough to have urgent wisdom, so learn it."

Fan Dajian squeezed into the crowd, "The Real Person of Lingji Palace", "Seventy-one Years Old", and "Kill Guan Dazi" immediately attracted attention and could almost be compared with his master Mo Ai.

Nearly midnight, Hu Guiyang left in advance on the grounds of being drunk and lay down on the bed in the guest room. He felt that it was the most comfortable here. Even a strange bed could bring him a great sense of security.

"Oh... I'm obviously a lazy person." Hu Guiyang put all the things he had collected under his pillow and fell asleep quickly.

He dreamed of the Sacrifice Peak again, but the same scene, the same sound, the freshness had long been lost. He felt tired and even tried to change the dream so that it could end soon.

When they woke up, it was already dawn, and the people who had been drinking all night woke up earlier. Some of them seemed to have never slept at all, and were still energetic and dressed properly, preparing to go to Ximatun.

Hu Guiyang was depressed, washed up with a pale face, and ate. Fan Dajian came over to comfort him, "Don't worry, I've inquired carefully. The Broken Clawed Qinglong is indeed an amazing person. He has not lost his skills over the years, but has become more sophisticated. As for the old monster Yang Jiu of the Behind Mountain, I'm too familiar with him. He is a scum in the Taoist sect. He has no knowledge of him. He is not good at learning skills. He can do anything. He is definitely not Mo Ai's opponent."

Hu Guiyang did not explain. Thinking of the reactions of everyone when they heard the word "Old Monster on the Mountain" yesterday, he felt that this person was definitely not as unbearable as Fan Dajian said.

Many guests said goodbye in advance and took a step forward. At around noon, Mojiazhuang and Shen Qianyuan and his group set out together, giving guidance along the way and talking about the strange people and things in the world. They were not lonely at all.

Hu Guiyang was still a little bad-faced. More people thought he was afraid and came to comfort him. Mo Ai specially rode his horse back and forth twice, without stopping, and suddenly turned around and shot a bullet with a slingshot, shooting down a bird, which attracted a series of cheers.

Hu Guiyang had to force himself to smile and show his trust and gratitude to Mr. Mo.

In fact, he always believed that the person Chen Qianyuan found would never make mistakes, but he didn't sleep well last night, and he was even more tired than practicing martial arts all day when he was a child, and his energy was difficult to recover for a while.

Ximatun is a military camp with dozens of residents. The Tie family is located at the entrance of the village, near a stream, and covers the most extensive area. It is a manor surrounded by earthen walls.

The big iron hammer personally took people out of the village to welcome him. It was not Chen Qianyuan, nor Hu Guiyang, but the broken clawed green dragon Mo Ai.

In just two or three days, two or three hundred heroes from the world gathered in the village. At this time, they all came with the big hammer, blocking the entire road, coming to pay homage in batches, wasting a lot of time.

It is hard to say which side these heroes are on. For them, making more friends is the most important thing on this trip.

Fan Dajian was quite excited and said to Hu Guiyang in a low voice: "Chen Qianyuan has found the right person. Look at this posture, who dares to defeat the Broken Clawed Green Dragon?"

The competition that concerns the life and death of the three people almost turned into a gathering in the world that was hard to see for many years.

At the gate of the Tie Family, the friendly and lively atmosphere changed. More than 20 people blocked the road and shouted to seek revenge on "Embroidered Uniform Guard Hu Guiyang".

These people are all officers and soldiers, and Guan Dazi's sworn brothers. Today, they are not wearing armor, but instead put on short clothes and trousers. They are all dressed as heroes in the world. They have no weapons in their hands and look angry and fierce on their faces.

People were killed by Fan Dajian, but the three words "Embroidered Uniform Guard" can cause common hatred and enemy, so Hu Guiyang became the main target of seeking revenge.

Hu Guiyang didn't need to come forward. Yuan Mao, Fan Dajian and others protected him. Chen Qianyuan and Datiu came forward and said peace. After a harsh conversation between them, the old hero Mo Ai stepped forward and resolved the dispute in a few words, allowing Guan Dazi's sworn brothers to get out of the way.

Mo Ai didn't say anything special, but just reiterated that everything was done according to the rules of the world, and the competition was to determine life and death.

Everyone hugged into the manor, and another quarrel occurred in the cottage. This time the protagonist was the Broken Clawed Green Dragon Mo Ai and the Old Monster Yang Jiuwen.

Yang Jiuwen was a hunchbacked man, wearing a loose Taoist robe and leaning on a thick cane, which looked dozens of pounds. People watching the fun said that the cane weighed hundreds of times, but he held it in his hand, but it was no different from an ordinary cane.

Mo Ai and Yang Jiuwen had known each other for a long time, and there were some old grudges. The two of them started to be polite, and then they tried each other, ridiculed and defamed. The more they spoke, the more they became angry, and they didn't look like seniors in their sixties or seventies.

The two mentioned many past events, which most people couldn't understand. Some people around them were responsible for whispering that a battle that was too big, the size of the battle, who won and who lost, etc., was that no one was right or wrong.

With a verbal quarrel in the cottage, Chen Qianyuan took the time to come out and said to Hu Guiyang and the other three: "You go and rest first, you don't need to participate in the matter here."

Hu Guiyang and others were placed in a small courtyard by the stream, away from the hustle and bustle, and easy to protect.

Hu Guiyang just wanted to have a solid sleep, but Yuan Mao and Fan Dajian didn't want to miss the upcoming competition and unanimously asked to follow Chen Qianyuan and return to the Caotang.

Chen Qianyuan agreed and once again assured Hu Guiyang before leaving: "Don't worry, you have a good rest. Hero Mo will win tonight. Taking this opportunity, I can make more friends. With their help, the whereabouts of the He family siblings will be found soon."

Everyone left, and there were still shouts in the distance. I don’t know if it was cheering or making noise.

Hu Guiyang once again lay on a strange bed, without lighting the lights, just wanted to have a sleep as soon as possible, hoping not to dream of the Sacred Peak again. If he dreamed, he would no longer try to change. It was so tiring.

He fell asleep almost when he closed his eyes, and was quickly pushed to wake up. After opening his eyes, he had no idea whether he had dreams.

"who?"

"The competition is about to begin, Brother Chen, please come over." A strange voice said.

Hu Guiyang did not take off his coat, turned over and sat up, his head was still drowsy, shook it twice, and asked again: "Who are you?"

"I am a friend of Brother Chen San, and he asked me to come and invite Captain Hu." The man said with a smile.

Chen Qianyuan had too many friends, and Hu Guiyang only remembered half of them. The room was pitch black. He couldn't see the other person's appearance clearly, so he said, "Wait until I put on my shoes. Haven't you hit it yet?"

"It's almost time. Everyone drinks in front and waits for a respected old hero to arrive, and then go to the court behind to compete."

It was another "old hero". Hu Guiyang was no longer interested in asking who it was and followed the man out of the house.

The moonlight shone on the ground, making it clear everywhere. Hu Guiyang looked at the visitor and said, "I have never seen you."

The man smiled and said, "The nobleman Hu has forgotten so much. I met with you at noon today. There were many people at that time, and I was a little man. I must have not received the attention of the nobleman Hu."

Hu Guiyang took a step back, "Why didn't Chen Qianyuan let Yuan Mao come to me?"

"Does Magistrate Hu don't believe me? I went to the front hall to see Brother Chen San, and I'll know it as soon as I asked."

Hu Guiyang laughed and reached out to touch the dagger in his arms, ready to jump up. Unexpectedly, his head became heavier and he fell forward after stepping on the air.

The man held it in his arms, "What's wrong with Captain Hu? Have you drunk the wine just now?"

"I..." Hu Guiyang wanted to take out the dagger, but his hands were weak and he felt it was difficult to even open his mouth to speak.

He knew he was caught.

The man held Hu Guiyang's right arm tightly and raised his voice slightly, "Come in and help."

Another person flashed into the yard and lifted Hu Guiyang's feet, "It's so easy?"

"There is no one in the house, he is the only one, and everything outside has been taken care of?"

"Well, just four people are all fascinated."

"Hehe, they are competing in front, and we are stealing people behind. What is this called?"

"Bah, what is stealing people? This is called secretly crossing a warehouse, which is equivalent to Qin Qiong stealing the horse."

"This 'horse' is quite heavy."

As the two of them spoke, they carried Hu Guiyang out of the courtyard, walked around to the back, placed him on the back of a real horse, and led the horse through the stream from shallow point.

Hu Guiyang was powerless and still had some sense of sanity left. After the horse passed through the stream, he completely fainted.

This was actually a good night's sleep, without disturbing the old dream, without waking up casually, and sleeping until you wake up naturally...

Hu Guiyang opened his eyes and found that it was already dawn. He was lying on a bed. The bedding was thick and soft, and it also had a fragrance. There were birds chirping outside the window.

He felt a little hungry and had a dry mouth, so he coughed.

"You're awake."

Hu Guiyang turned his head and looked at him not far away, a woman was also looking at him, her eyes cold, "Your life is mine now."

"Gao Hanying?" Hu Guiyang sat up.
Chapter completed!