Upon hearing this, Shuang'er said happily: "Senior, have you ever seen that girl? She was dressed in white, beautiful as a fairy!"

Shuang'er had never seen Xiaolongnu, but she learned from Yang Guo that the other party was a beautiful woman who could only be described by the word "fairy".

Hong Qigong laughed and said, "That should be right!"

Shuang'er hurriedly asked, "Senior, have you really seen it? I wonder where that girl is now?"

Yang Guo, who was standing by, wanted to ask, but at this moment, the true qi was running rapidly in his body and could not be opened. Otherwise, once the true qi was vented, he would be afraid that his efforts would be in vain and would harm Ouyang Feng.

I heard Hong Qigong say, "Are you looking for her? Then it's too late. The girl left a few days ago, otherwise you would think, why would I sit here with this old poison?"

Although Shuang'er is young, she is understanding, as if Yang Guo wants to ask something, and she knows it. She even asked for him: "Why did the old senior start? Is that girl injured?"

Hong Qigong was open-minded and said to others: "This old poisonous creature was so crazy that he followed the girl and asked his son whereabouts. I thought his son had died eighteen years ago. Isn't this a difficult situation for others, so I wanted to teach him a lesson."

"Who knows... Hehe, who knows that the martial arts of this old poison are not bad. He has not retreated but advanced for so many years, but he can do whatever he wants. In the end, he accidentally turned into this shape!"

Hong Qigong's face was no longer annoyed, but instead felt very happy. Thinking that he had not fought with others with all his strength for more than ten years, he had fought with Ouyang Feng for three days and three nights these days, and he felt very happy. He thought that even if he died like this, he would be enough to comfort his life.

Shuang'er didn't quite understand why the other party was injured, but she looked very happy. She blinked and asked again: "Senior, do you know where that girl has gone?"

Mr. Hong shook his head and said, "As soon as the girl escaped, she went down the mountain, and I don't know."

"Okay! Thank you for telling me!"

Shuang'er looked regretful and then bowed to Hong Qigong.

"You girl is pretty well-behaved, good, very good!"

Hong Qigong couldn't help but praise him.

Shuang'er smiled shyly and then stood by Yang Guo's side.

Hong Qigong asked curiously: "Girl baby, what's your name?"

"Old senior, my name is Shuang'er!"

Shuang'er was afraid of disturbing Yang Guo, so she hurriedly left him and stood farther away, so she whispered to Hong Qigong.

Seeing this, Hong Qigong couldn't help but nodded repeatedly, and then asked again: "Who is this kid? Friend? Hunter?"

Shuang'er's pretty face turned slightly red. She wanted to answer that she was husband, but those two words came to her mouth, but she was shy and couldn't say it. She could only say: "I am the maid next to the young master."

She didn't even dare to shout Brother Yang.

Hong Qigong was amazed and said, "I think this kid is very nice to you! He even took off his clothes for you to wear, how could he be so good to the maid?"

Shuang'er smiled and said, "Young master is good to others, so treat me naturally!"

"Hehe, the adopted son of the old poison? That's really amazing!"

Hong Qigong said with a smile.

But soon he murmured to himself: "But when the old poison son was alive, he was very good to those beautiful girls, and he even wanted to live for the other party. Unexpectedly, he accepted an adopted son, and this family, hehe..."

At the end of the day, he just laughed but didn't say anything.

Although Shuang'er couldn't understand what he was saying specifically, she seemed to be saying badly to Yang Guo and said with a stern face: "Brother Yang is fine, don't say bad things about him!"

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Hong Qigong laughed and said, "You girl is interesting, so interesting!"

But as he smiled, his stomach purred, and Hong Qigong laughed and said with a little disgusting expression, "I have not eaten anything for four days, and this stomach is about to rebel again!"

When Shuang'er heard this, she saw that he was old and dressed very well. She was not afraid of being frozen in the snow and ice. However, after four days of hunger, it was indeed inappropriate. So she, kind-hearted, quickly took out a brocade box from her bag and opened it. There were some fragments of snacks wrapped in silk scarves, which she made for Yang Guo to eat.

Seeing that Mr. Hong Qi was so hungry that he felt uncomfortable, he took it out and handed it to him to fill his stomach first. At worst, he could make another one after going down the mountain.

Seeing that although these desserts were broken, they looked very delicious, Hong Qigong immediately picked up a piece without hesitation and put it in his mouth.

After chewing for a few times, it was crispy, sweet and very delicious.

"Girl baby, your almond cake is so delicious. Hurry up, I'm starving to death and always beggars. If you don't want it, give it to me!" Hong Qigong picked up a few cakes that were stained with his beard and licked his fingers and put them in his mouth. This eating look is really a bit ugly.

Shuang'er couldn't help but feel funny and quickly gave the remaining pastry cakes, osmanthus cakes and other snacks.

Hong Qigong took it with a smile, and was as happy as a child in his seventies.

Hong Qigong, who had finished the snacks soon, licked his lips with some indifference and said, "The girl's heart is very good. If the old beggar does not die this time, I will give you a martial arts skills as a thank you!"

Shuang'er said she didn't dare. Although she didn't know who the other party was, she could climb to this peak to compete. She thought that martial arts were of course very good. She was kind to others, but she didn't want the other party to repay anything, but because of her nature.

Moreover, Yang Guo taught her martial arts skills and she did not want to learn other people's martial arts skills.

Seeing that the girl was dissatisfied, Hong Qigong couldn't help but shake his head and laugh. Just as he was about to show his identity, he jumped up when Ouyang Feng, who was beside him, suddenly a blood arrow was spurted out, and his pale face immediately became rosy.

"Entertainment Father, you are trying to use your skills now to see how you feel?"

After Yang Guo pushed out the blood stasis left by the hidden wounds on his body, he hurriedly said with concern.

Ouyang Feng slowly opened his eyes and looked at Yang Guo with some strangeness. Then he circulated his true qi as he said. After he found that the meridians in his body were unobstructed, he couldn't help but say surprise: "Haha, it's okay, it's okay! Ouyang Feng, after I recover, I will compete with you."

Hong Qigong laughed and said, "That's true. If I lose, I will scream three times. Ouyang Feng is a bastard. If you lose, you will call yourself a turtle bastard. Do you dare?"

Ouyang Feng snorted coldly, with a look of your death: "What's there to dare to do this? I'll see if I won't beat you later and beg for mercy."

Hong Qigong continued to coax him and said, "Even if you kneel down and beg for mercy, it was Ouyang Feng who was beaten to kneel down and beg for mercy. That scene is very interesting!"

Yang Guo listened to the conversation between the two, and thought that these two people were almost 150 years old. Why did Mr. Hong go back more and more and more and become like an old naughty boy?

Judging from this situation, it was obvious that Mr. Hong Qi wrote a lie to deceive his adoptive father and lied to him that he was him.

Ouyang Feng is now crazy and can't remember his name. Although he thinks these three words sound very familiar, he will definitely not think that it is himself, so he is fooled by the other party without knowing it.

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Chapter completed!