Zongwu: I have no fault in Yang Guo, how can I change it?

Chapter 180 The Battle Between Good and Evil ([-])
April.

The sky is clear and cloudless.

The rushing stream washed the blood-red rocks.

Along the stream, the long dragon-like team slowly approached the black wood cliff piercing the sky in the distance.

And on a high mountain in the forest five or six miles away from Heimu Cliff, two figures gradually approached the top of the mountain.

"Ugh-"

The chirping of the eagles full of joy resounded through the sky.

Yang Guo smiled, raised his head slightly, stretched out his hand to touch the thick iron wings of the divine eagle, "Brother Diao, I haven't seen you for a long time, but I miss you."

"Cuckoo-"

The divine eagle's iron beak is opened and closed, its eyes are half closed, and its body is slightly swaying from side to side, which makes people feel warm when they see it.

"Guo'er, this is Diao'er who is so mighty.

Hearing Xiao Longnv praise it, the divine sculpture leaned down, lowered its head, and rubbed against her affectionately.

Xiao Longnv smiled sweetly, raised her bare hands, and caressed Shen Diao's cheek.

"Brother Diao, drink some."

Yang Guo looked at it with a smile, untied the cowhide bag containing the liquor at his waist, and fed the divine carving a drink.

The divine eagle raised its head, drank all the wine, flapped its wings excitedly, and set off gusts of wind.

a while.

Looking at the ants-like team in the distance, Xiao Longnv sighed, "Guoer, there are a lot of people."

Yang Guo nodded lightly, his posture was wanton, the blackness in his eyes seemed to swallow everything, "It will be gone soon."

Xiao Longnv was slightly taken aback, but hesitated to speak.

Yang Guo took her slender hand, looked sideways, "Auntie, can you tell me how many people from the "White Lotus Sect" will come here?"

"Come on, do you know everything?"

Yang Guo nodded, then shook his head again, and said softly, "Guo'er told my aunt before that all kinds of news often appear in Guo'er's head, although it is complicated, it is still useful."

Xiao Longnv's eyes were confused, and the picture flashed in her mind, "I seem to have some impression of what you said later."

Yang Guo was happy in his heart, his brows were beaming with joy, "Okay, aunt, take your time, I'm not in a hurry."

Xiao Longnv nodded her head and gave a soft "hmm".

……

At the foot of Heimuya Mountain.

On the dry river bed covered with pale pebbles, teams of all sects and factions gathered here.

As time passed, the number of warriors participating in the extermination of demons had already exceeded [-], and almost half of the disciples from the famous martial arts schools in Nanzhou were gathered. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is inevitable.

The number of people exceeds [-], and there are no boundaries.

Tents all over the mountains spread out like blossoms, faintly enclosing the Blackwood Cliff that looked like a lone peak.

Within the main account.

The first seat is still vacant, obviously the Shaolin Fangzheng is very self-aware.

After all, there are no fewer than five people in this tent who can hang and beat him with one hand. Although Shaolin is powerful, he dare not waste his pride.

"The lair of those monsters is on the mountain, why did Master Fangzheng stop us from attacking the mountain?"

Miejue Shitai has recovered after dozens of days of recuperation, and she speaks with great vigor.

"Amitabha, Master, please don't be in a hurry. The two walls of this black wood cliff are sheer and steep. The way up the mountain is only a five-foot-wide stone path. It is extremely steep. If you attack by force, you may not be able to catch it."

The Shenshan master of Qingliang Temple in Wutai Mountain had conflicts with Shaolin when he was young.

"Can't I just wait around at the bottom of the mountain like this? We have so many people, we can do it in three to five days, but after a long time, we will starve to death before we can attack the mountain!"

These people from the martial arts are now gathered here, and it looks extremely scary.

But there is a fatal weakness, that is, they don't want to have a team of supplies like the national army, and the rations they carry can't last long at all.

Among the heroes seated, Guo Jing's eyes flickered, his throat squirmed, and when he was about to speak, Huang Rong pushed him down.

According to Huang Rong's thinking, most of these people are people with evil intentions.

Back then, the beggar gang distributed heroic posters and invited them to fight against the Mongols, all of them were pretending to be dead.

Seeing that the "Sun Moon God Sect" with which he has a deep hatred is active again, if he wants to threaten him, he will immediately start contacting him, even shameless.

More importantly, these people embarrassed her elder brother Jing a few days ago, so she didn't want to pay any attention to them.

Fang Zheng looked around, the light in his old eyes was like a torch.

"Amitabha, it's not that I'm afraid of fighting, it's that I got the news that many people from the Demon Cult came towards Heimuya last month, and they have already arrived in Pingding Prefecture, forty miles away."

The heroes were startled, and there was a lot of discussion.

"Master Fangzheng, I don't know how many demon cubs there are!"

Fang Zheng put his hands together, lowered his head, and said slowly, "At present, it's not much worse than me."

The heroes gasped, obviously shocked.

This exorcising activity was so big, they all knew that it would not be long to hide it, but they were still shocked when they heard Fang Zheng's words, and cold sweat oozes from the backs of those who are timid.

Yue Buqun wanted to calm down, but when he thought that he was almost out of the nest, if someone accidentally broke it, he still couldn't help shaking his palms until his nails pierced into the flesh, and he calmed down from the pain, and asked loudly , "Is what Master Fangzheng said true?"

"Amitabha, monks don't tell lies. This news came from my lay disciples, so it can't be false."

"Cough cough..."

An old cough sounded, causing everyone to look at him.

"Elder Xu, are you in good health? If you feel uncomfortable, you might as well rest for a while."

"That's right, Elder Xu is so old, it's better not to be tired."

"How is senior brother, but it's better."

……

Xu Chongxiao, the grand elder of the "Northern Beggars' Gang", stood up slowly, and Lu Youjiao, the current head of the "Southern Beggars' Gang", immediately helped him up. care.

Xu Chongxiao clenched the long stick in his hand, patted the palms of the people on Shenshan Mountain and Lu Youjiao, holding it like an old senior.

"Heroes! It's just a few devils. We have so many decent families here, and there is a hero with superb martial arts like Guo Daxia, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

Since ancient times, evil has prevailed over good, so don't mess around and give those demons a chance. "

Hearing this, many people glanced at Guo Jing, and then turned their eyes away.

Yue Buqun nodded and said with a smile, "With Guo Daxia and his wife here, we are sure to be fine, not to mention that we have so many innate masters here, even those who are from the Demon Cult come here, it's just mediocre."

Hao Datong from the "Quanzhen Sect" jumped up and said a few more words, the meaning of which was similar to what Yue Buqun said just now, but he couldn't wait to get ready to fight with those people.

Afterwards, the North and South Beggar Gang, Dali Duan Clan, and other forces more or less related to Guo Jing's family spoke out, and they all gave Guo Jing a hand.

Seeing this, Fang Zheng, who was in the center, looked as usual, without any emotional ups and downs, and was very calm, but his wrinkled eyes narrowed.

"Old man, I heard last year that you are related to the "White Lotus Cult". I don't know if this is true?"

In the crowd, a somewhat heroic female voice sounded.

Both Guo and Huang stared at each other, and they both saw the suspicion in each other's eyes. Obviously, they had heard about this before.

Xu Chongxiao was slightly startled, looked at the petite girl who spoke, and said in a solemn voice, "This old man is 88 years old and has been a beggar in the beggar gang for more than 60 years. How can he have anything to do with that cult?
You girl, you are young, but your intentions are extremely sinister, why do you want to slander the old. "

Shangguan Jinghong yawned, resting his cheeks in his hands, stroking his little braids, his big black eyes narrowed into crescents, playing with taste, "Old man Xu, I just want to ask, what are you anxious about? Do you have something in your heart?" ghost?"

"Hmph! This old man has lived a life of integrity, with a clear conscience, but you are a woman who didn't learn well at such a young age. She slandered others, didn't know how to respect the elderly, and had no manners at all. She really deserves to be beaten. Today, this old man will take care of your parents. you."

As soon as the words fell, Xu Chongxiao coughed violently, and angrily raised the long stick in his hand, but was stopped by several people around him.

Shangguan Jinghong raised his eyebrows, and said with a sneer, "Why are you pretending to be garlic in front of this girl when you have an old bone? Believe it or not, this girl slapped your bones to pieces?"

"Too deceiving!"

Xu Chongxiao was trembling all over, he was very excited, and suddenly his body went limp, and he fainted in the arms of the person on the mountain.

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother!!"

The people on Shenshan shook Xu Chongxiao and pinched the people.

Seeing Xu Chongxiao slowly waking up, pointing weakly at Shangguan Jinghong, speechless.

The man on Shenshan stood up, his monk's robe was windless, and stared at Shangguan Jinghong, as if he would explode in the next moment.

Shangguan Jinghong was secretly vigilant, folded his hands on his chest, with disdain on his face,

"Tch! Why don't you... woo woo woo..."

Before Shangguan Jinghong could finish speaking, a burly young man with bright eyes beside her covered her mouth and pulled her behind apologetically.

"The deputy head of the "Iron Palm Clan", Niu Jishi, has met the person from Shenshan, Senior Xu. What our leader said just now is indeed biased. I also ask the two seniors to have a lot, because she is young and not serious. Don't count."

Seeing that one party was subdued, the old foxes in the tent immediately began to act as peacemakers.

"That's right, that's right, the people on Shenshan should not care about children, otherwise it will not be good to spread the reputation."

"Yes, yes, we can't cause internal strife at this juncture."

……

The people on Shenshan circled around, seeing Xu Chongxiao's complexion improved a lot, he felt a little relieved.

"Hmph! Let's forget it this time. If I see you next time, a little girl who has no words and slanders my senior brother, I will definitely make you look good!"

Shangguan glared in surprise, but bared her teeth and claws, but she couldn't break free from the shackles of the bull, or she didn't use her real strength.

Seeing that the situation subsided, Niu Jiji breathed a sigh of relief, and let go of Shangguan Jinghong, but just as soon as he let go, she kicked him angrily,
Shangguan Jinghong wiped his small cherry mouth, and said angrily, "Hey, dead cow, what are you doing? Take advantage of me!"

Niu Jiji shook his head, pulled her to sit down, and said in a low voice, "Leader, it's better to be outside than to be in the gang. It's better not to offend people easily."

"I'm not afraid of you, a dead cow, what are you afraid of, a big man?"

Niu Jieshi held his forehead and was speechless, he was very helpless for his family leader, when he was about to explain, the curtain was suddenly lifted, and a Quanzhen Taoist priest with a bun came running in.

Hao Datong was taken aback for a moment, before he could ask any questions, he saw two figures flashing in like flying foxes, one of them surprised him, and rushed to meet him.

"Uncle, why are you here, old man?"

"Who are you? I don't know you!" Zhou Botong didn't look at him directly, and ran to Guo Huang and his wife directly.

"Second brother, little Rong'er, do you miss my old urchin?"

Guo Jing was startled, and smiled, "Master Uncle, why are you here?"

"I heard that you are going to attack that so-called "Sun Moon God Sect". Of course, you are here to support you, but why do you call me Master Uncle? This is not good, this is not good, hurry up and call Big Brother."

Guo Jing glanced at Hao Datong and the others in embarrassment, but he couldn't say anything.

He is a very polite person, he didn't know Zhou Botong's identity back then, so he became sworn brothers with him in a daze, but knowing his identity, how could he say "big brother".

When the old friend reunited, Huang Rong's face was filled with joy, her smile was like a spring breeze, "Old naughty boy, don't make things difficult for brother Jing, sit down first, we still have something to talk about."

"By the way, I wonder if this young hero who came in with the old naughty boy is..."

Looking back at Lu Xiaofeng, who was tall and tall, with a smile on his cheeks and an extraordinary bearing, Zhou Botong showed a disgusted expression, "This kid, what is his name "Four Eyebrows" Lu Xiaofeng, you can just call him Lu Xiaoniao."

Huang Rong smiled, shook her head helplessly, looked at Lu Xiaofeng's eyes, and said, "Since it is Lu Shaoxia and old naughty boy's friend, let's sit down together."

"Thank you, thank you."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and cupped his hands, and sat calmly at a corner.

Many of the people present had heard of Zhou Botong's name, seeing another general joining the camp, they felt a little bit more confident.

There was another round of discussions, but unfortunately there were disputes among the parties, and after noon the discussion still hadn't come to a conclusion.

This made Zhou Botong, who is active and playful, very regretful, and muttered, "I knew I would go play with Yang Guo and the others first, and come back later, but I haven't learned Xiaolongnv's "bee-controlling technique"..."

Although Zhou Botong's voice was quiet, Huang Rong who was beside him picked up a few words, and couldn't help frowning her brows, feeling depressed.

Ever since Yang Guo sneaked into Huang Rong's room without a sound last time, she had been terrified, afraid that Yang Guo would show up that day.

"Old naughty boy, you just said you saw Guo'er, what's going on? Where is Guo'er now?"

Zhou Botong was pure-hearted, he didn't know that Huang Rong was tricking him, so he told the whole story, Guo Jing listened and heaved a sigh of relief.

After learning about Yang Guo's meeting with Xiao Longnu, Huang Rong's face turned pale, and there was a fine amount of fragrant sweat on her forehead.

Seeing her abnormality, Guo Jing asked concerned, "What's wrong with you, Rong'er, but is there any discomfort in your body?"

Huang Rong came back to her senses, smiled miserably, and stroked the corners of her eyes, "It's nothing, I was just thinking about how Miss Long escaped from the "White Lotus Sect", and I don't know how my poor Xiang'er is doing now."

Guo Jing was silent for a while, and squeezed her soft palm, "Ronger, don't worry, I will rescue Xianger."

Huang Rong nodded slightly, and gave a soft "hmm".

"Master Uncle, did Guoer tell you where he's going?"

(End of this chapter)