Peng Guanqun was treated like a plaything by Huangfu Yingyang, and his face immediately turned as red as a pig's liver. He drew out his sword with a clang and cursed loudly: "Puppies don't know how to live or die! I'll send you down first!"
Huangfu Yingyang sneered and said: "My sweetheart really wants to fight with me? Tsk... No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, if you don't pay attention and make me lose arms and legs, then my mother's interest in playing will be greatly reduced."
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Peng Guanqun was so angry that the three corpses jumped up and screamed: "What a puppy! You...you are crazy! Let me see how crazy you can be! Quickly draw your sword! We will fight to the death today!"
Seeing that the two of them were about to fight if they disagreed, Lin Qianmeng was frightened and anxious. She mustered up the courage to step forward and salute: "Uncle Peng... calm down, brother... is also a chivalrous man, please... don't...
"
Peng Guanqun didn't take Lin Qianmeng seriously, he raised his eyebrows and said: "It's none of your business! Get out of my way, so as not to get hit by the sword in vain!"
Lin Qianmeng did not retreat even half a step, but still said stubbornly: "Uncle Peng... Mingjian, brother... just had a duel with that evil man... and is still... injured. You... shouldn't... take advantage of him.
It’s dangerous.”
Peng Guanqun immediately froze and said angrily: "Okay! Are your elbows turned outward? Are you really hooking up with this puppy?!"
Lin Qianmeng was embarrassed and aggrieved, with tears welling up in her eyes. Huangfu Yingyang became indignant when he saw this, and immediately said coldly: "I said you are in love, but you are dirty in your heart, so don't give others a nice little girl.
If you want to fight, just come and I will fight with you until the end."
Peng Guanqun got what he wanted and immediately pressed forward with a sword. Lin Qianmeng was so worried that she simply knelt down between the two of them and said with a sob: "Uncle Peng... think twice. The so-called "getting people to spare others" is not, getting benefits...
...Forgive me..." She was so nervous that her tongue became even more knotted.
Huangfu Yingyang couldn't help laughing when he heard that Lin Qianmeng couldn't say a single word for a long time. Peng Guanqun frowned even more, cursing secretly in his heart.
When I was confused, I heard a voice in the distance: "Junior Sister Lin... Is that Junior Sister Lin in front of me? Junior Sister Lin, wait for me."
As he spoke, he could clearly see the appearance of the person coming. He knew it was Peng Yihui. He walked closer, glanced at her, and immediately asked with concern: "Junior sister Lin, why are you kneeling? Uh... uncle, why are you here too?"
Peng Guanqun said angrily: "You blind little bastard, did you just see your uncle?"
Peng Yihui was greatly embarrassed. During this period, he only heard Peng Guanqun coldly snort: "What are you doing here, little bastard? You can't live without this girl for a moment?"
Peng Yihui became even more embarrassed and hurriedly explained: "My nephew went the wrong way earlier. When I turned back, I ran into Senior Brother Pang. It was he who ordered his nephew to pick up Junior Sister Lin."
Peng Guanqun nodded, and then heard Lin Qian's cute voice: "Peng...Senior Brother Peng, please help me...to advise Senior Uncle, don't...make things difficult for...Brother Huangfu."
Peng Yihui perked up and hurriedly followed: "Yes, uncle, Junior Sister Lin has said so, you might as well listen to her."
Peng Guanqun's anger grew again, and he couldn't help but murmured: "You little bastard, you don't know the importance of it. What do you know about 'Brother Huangfu'? Just after hearing a word from this girl, do you dare to disobey me indiscriminately?"
Peng Yihui's face grew hot, he lowered his head and considered it: "My nephew dare not disobey my uncle, but Junior Sister Lin has always known right from wrong, so she shouldn't..."
Peng Guanqun slapped Peng Yihui on the head and said angrily: "Do you want to say that I don't know the difference between right and wrong? Do you know who this puppy is?!"
Peng Yihui knelt down in pain, but shook his head in confusion. Peng Guanqun saw this and said with hatred: "His father is a guest in a yellow shirt without feathers, and his mother is a princess named Xuexiao Biyu. You should understand now, right?"
Peng Yihui was shocked and said with admiration: "It turns out that my senior is the son of Grand Master Di. Your Majesty and Uncle Taishi, the leader of our sect, are ranked in the Seven Swords of China. They are both considered to be the top masters in today's martial arts world."
Huangfu Yingyang coughed dryly and nodded in response. Peng Guanqun almost twisted his nose with anger and immediately shouted: "Shut up! You little bastard, have you really forgotten everything?!"
Seeing that Peng Yihui still looked confused, he finally couldn't help but roared: "You little bastard! You really forgot who harmed me, and made me the laughing stock of the entire Kongtong sect, and finally ended up being expelled by my predecessor.
What will happen if you become a disciple?!"
Peng Yihui had a look of fear on his face and said in a murmur: "Nephew...nephew really has no impression. Uncle, didn't you ask to come down the mountain yourself to guard the tombs of my father and second uncle?"
Peng Guanqun was furious and cursed: "Asshole Tong Laowu, who wants him to help me cover up? You are the same little bastard. You have forgotten everything I told you when you were a child. All you can think about is how to please this girl.
"
He was scolding so smoothly that Peng Yihui's face turned red with embarrassment. Huangfu Yingyang looked on coldly and laughed dryly: "Nephew Peng, do you want to know how I 'hurt' your uncle?"
Peng Yihui glanced at Peng Guanqun, and then said calmly: "Well... please let me know, senior."
Huangfu Yingyang nodded and said slowly: "Speaking of your uncle, he was really conceited when he was young. Whenever he saw a beautiful woman, he would strike up a conversation with him in every possible way. I didn't accuse you wrongly, did I?"
Peng Guanqun snorted noncommittally, and Huangfu Yingyang chuckled and said: "Ten years ago, the Zhongyue Taishi Mountain Wulin Conference was the time when the Wulin Justice League was reorganized. By the way, your uncle also went there at that time, and he was beaten to death by him.
When I bumped into my mother, she was so surprised that she became entangled with her."
Peng Guanqun couldn't listen anymore. His face was dark and red, and he said with a loud voice: "That's because I'm blind, hum! The thought of flirting with that damn old lady of yours makes me sick to death!"
Huangfu Yingyang glanced at Peng Guanqun coldly, and then said: "My mother didn't want to talk to him anymore, so she rewarded him with a featherless arrow and warned him not to use force within seven days. But he didn't listen to the advice.
, I had to go to the martial arts arena to make a name for myself, but as a result...hehe..."
Huangfu Yingyang sneered a few times, and then said leisurely: "The first two battles were just like that, so he became more and more indulgent, but he didn't know that this would cause deeper internal injuries. As a result, as soon as the third battle started, he
His mouth was crooked, his eyes were slanted, he was frothing at the mouth and he fell on the stage, as if he was suffering from epilepsy."
Peng Guanqun's face turned red and he couldn't help shouting angrily: "Don't you f*cking add fuel to the fire. When did I let myself indulge in sex?!"
Huangfu Yingyang ignored him and just said calmly: "My old man knew the inside story as soon as he saw it, so he kindly rewarded him with a featherless arrow."
"Now his soul was restored. His whole body seemed to have been pumped with chicken blood. He was circling around the whole place, and he performed the drunken trick to the fullest. The little Taoist priest from Xugu of the Wudang sect couldn't fight back with half a move, so he had to abandon his sword.
Give up, tsk...you, my sweetheart at the time, really stole the show."