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Chapter 100 Shuimu Tsinghua, Wanxi Qingyang

Seeing that Yue Lao San was so simple, Yang Guo was speechless and did not hurt his life. He pulled his sword and took a few steps back and avoided the sweeping crocodile lip clipper.

In the situation just now, he could have taken advantage of the opponent's retaliation and knocked down with one sword, but he did not do so.

Although Yue Laosan is not a good person, he cannot be said to be a complete evil person. Although he is very reckless, he is a person who is loyal. Yang Guo still admires such a person very much.

"Since you are not convinced, I will beat you to the point where you are convinced!"

While speaking, he threw out the long sword in his hand, used his palms to greet him.

If he used his sword technique to defeat Yue Laosan, the opponent would have no chance to make a move. Even if he beat him, he would be unable to convince him. Yang Guo immediately had to defeat him with brute force.

The crocodile ceramate was seen cutting towards him with a sharp wind. Yang Guo immediately waved his right palm and hit the knife of the crocodile ceramate, making a muffled sound. The two were shocked and took three steps back.

Yang Guo's face changed slightly, and he found that the palm power of his depressed palm had weakened by 60% or 70%. He couldn't help but look at Mu Wanqing beside him.

Could it be because of her!

Not to mention that Yang Guo had contacted Zhong Ling for Mu Wanqing, now he saw the other party's astonishing appearance. It would be fake to say that he was not moved.

When I was in a happy mood, my longing for Xiaolongnu and the pain of parting naturally disappeared a lot. Without a matching mood, if I use this palm technique again, the power will inevitably be greatly reduced.

When Yang Guo thought of this, he couldn't help but laugh, not knowing what to say.

Although Yue Laosan was shocked by Yang Guo's thick palm force, he immediately rushed towards the opponent again without admitting defeat.

Yang Guo's knees sank slightly, and his hands clenched into fists. Once they were swung out, they rose like wind and lightning. In conjunction with flexible steps, they walked like dragons and moved like lightning. They hit the crocodile's mouth with one punch, which shocked Yue Lao San's tiger's mouth and blood flowed out. The other fist stepped forward and hit his chest, hitting him to the nose and blood, flying backwards, hitting him on the trunk, and falling down.

Mu Wanqing, who was standing beside her, saw that the boxing technique was clever and vigorous, without too many changes, but every move and every move did not seem redundant. It was actually a set of martial arts that were easy to practice and difficult to achieve.

Yang Guo slowly closed his fist. Although this Taizu Long Fist was not exquisite, it was better because of his strong internal skills. When he swung his two fists, he was also irresistible to humans and ghosts.

After seeing Yue Laosan vomiting two mouthfuls of blood, he got up from the ground in a mess, looking at Yang Guo in horror, but he was not as clamoring as before.

Now he is serious and defeating himself with bare hands, it is not his turn to argue.

Yang Guo smiled slightly and said, "Good disciple, are you convinced now?"

Mu Wanqing also cheered on the side: "Yue Lao San, my husband has beaten you again. Do you admit defeat?"

Yue Laosan's face suddenly became very ugly, and he shouted: "You don't need to remind me that my Yue Laos is just a word and a ten horse is hard to chase after. If you become a disciple, you will become a disciple!"

After saying that, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Yang Guo three times, shouting: "Master is here, I'm kowtowing you!"

Yang Guo smiled and helped him up, handed out a bottle of elixir and said, "This is the Nine-Turn Spirit Treasure Pill, which can be used to treat internal injuries. The effect is significant and it is considered a meeting gift for you by your teacher."

The corners of Yue Laosan's mouth twitched slightly, thinking, "My injury is not thanks to you."

After taking the pill bottle, he unthinked and took another one. When the medicine melted in his body, he felt that his chest no longer felt so painful.

"This medicine is really useful. Thank you, Master!"

Yue Laosan is straightforward and gets the benefits. He immediately put the previous pain behind him and bowed to the other party to thank him.

Yang Guo smiled and said, "Since you have become my teacher, I will not treat you badly."

"Have you not asked for the teacher's name yet?"

Yue Laosan asked with a blushing face,

"My name is Yang Guo, remember it!"

"yes!"

After Yue Lao San responded, he seemed to think of something and hurriedly said, "Master is here. The eldest son of the disciple recently sent his disciples to do business here. He has been delayed just now. I will leave now. I would like to ask you for instructions."

Yang Guo also found it quite interesting to see him adapting to this identity so quickly.

Thinking of the four evil men, all of whom are very skilled in martial arts, especially Duan Yanqing, who is in charge, it should not be underestimated.

Although he accepted Yue Laosan as his disciple, he did not really kill him. He immediately asked him to go back to the First Pintang of Xixia, and then used the Xixia intelligence network to find the whereabouts of Xiaolongnu and Gongsun Zhi, and let him leave.

Yue Laosan wrote it carefully, then picked up the crocodile's mouth cutter on the ground, ran out quickly, and disappeared into the eyes of the two.

Mu Wanqing didn't hear the conversation between the two of them clearly, and only knew who Yang Guo asked Yue Laosan to find for him.

Seeing Yang Guo walking towards him, Mu Wanqing suddenly became a little nervous, but then she thought that Yang Guo had always shown weakness to be deceived, so she couldn't help but be angry and annoyed. When he squatted down, he turned his face and didn't look at him.

Seeing her like this, Yang Guo asked hurriedly, "Miss Mu, what's wrong with you?"

Mu Wanqing suddenly looked up, looked at him and glared, "What are you calling me?"

"Miss Mu...Miss Mu?"

Yang Guo said in a daze.

Mu Wanqing raised her hand and slapped it, but Yang Guo grabbed it steadily and frowned and said, "What are you doing?"

Only then did Mu Wanqing remember that the martial arts of the person in front of him were ten times more powerful than him. How could he beat him? He couldn't help but burst into tears.

When Yang Guo saw her crying, his heart softened. He hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his hands and asked, "Why are you crying? But are you annoying that I lied to you about martial arts?"

Mu Wanqing looked straight at him and said, "Why are you still calling me Miss Mu? You dislike me, right?"

Yang Guo exclaimed wrongly: "Even if I am blind, I won't dislike you! I can't like you so beautiful, but it's too late! How can I dislike you?"

When Mu Wanqing heard her praise her beauty, she was not very happy. She was about to ask questions, but she heard Yang Guo continue to say:

"Since you and me got along, I only know your surname is Mu, and I know this from Zhong Ling, but I don't know what your full name is. How do you call me to you!"

Yang Guo knew her name naturally, but the other party had never revealed his real name from beginning to end. He couldn't make a fuss out of nothing!

After hearing what Yang Guo said, Mu Wanqing reacted, and her cheeks turned red. She knew that she had misunderstood him, and her tone couldn't help but become gentle: "My surname is Mu, and my name is Wanqing."

When Yang Guo heard her name, he couldn't help but think of the other party taking off the veil. Eight words popped out in his mind, and he said quietly: "Shuimu Tinghua, Wanxi Qingyang..."

Although Mu Wanqing didn't know what these eight words mean, she knew that Yang Guo was praising him, and suddenly she smiled and was filled with joy.
Chapter completed!
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