Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 230 Appointment at Yanyu Tower

When Guo Jing and Mu Nianci came into contact with each other, their cheeks turned slightly red. Yang Kang saw the death of his father, whom he had just met, and his biological mother, who had raised him for eighteen years. He was heartbroken and threw himself on their bodies. .

With tears in his eyes, he hugged the bodies of his parents and shouted: "Father, mother!"

Hearing Yang Kang's call, the faces of the dead bodies of Yang Tiexin and his wife could not help but reveal a touch of warmth.

At least the family was reunited.

Wanyan Honglie was riding on the horse and saw from a distance the happiness that appeared on Bao Xiruo's smooth jade face when he was dying. With mixed feelings in his heart, he spurred the horse and turned around.

When Sha Tongtian and others saw Wanyan Honglie leaving, they had no intention of fighting anymore, and immediately wanted to chase him in the direction Wanyan Honglie left.

"Wait, everyone, we haven't decided the winner today, but I haven't asked you for your names yet?" Qiu Chuji took the medicine and shouted to Sha Tongtian, Peng Lianhu and others.

Wang Chuyi also said: "This one is the leader of Peng Lianhu Village, the other Wan'er haven't asked for advice yet."

Sha Tongtian reported his name one by one with a hoarse voice.

Qiu Chuji exclaimed: "Okay, they are all famous brands. We are still undecided today. Unfortunately, someone on both sides has been injured. It seems we have to make a date to get together again."

Peng Lianhu said: "No matter how good it is, we will not close our eyes even if we die without the Quanzhen Seventh Son. Please let us know how we live and where we live, Taoist Master Qiu."

Qiu Chuji thought to himself: "My three brothers and I were seriously injured today, and it will take several months to fully recover. Junior Brother Tan and Junior Brother Liu were scattered in various places without notice." He then said: "In half a year's time, during the Mid-Autumn Festival in August, Let's admire the moon while practicing martial arts, what do you think, Master Peng?"

Peng Lianhu thought in his mind: "With the arrival of the Quanzhen Seven Sons and the Tiangang Beidou Formation, we are outnumbered and have to recruit more helpers. Half a year later, the time is right. Prince Zhao wants us to go to Jiangnan to steal Yue Fei's suicide note. Then we will meet in the south of the Yangtze River." He said: "Meeting friends with martial arts during the Mid-Autumn Festival, Taoist Master Qiu is really elegant, so we have to find an elegant place, how about we meet in Jiaxing?"

Qiu Chuji said: "Wonderful, wonderful. Let's meet at Yanyu Tower in Nanhu, Jiaxing Prefecture. You might as well make some friends."

Peng Lianhu said: "It's a deal, that's it."

At that moment, the group of people dispersed.

With the help of the Quanzhen Seventh Son, Guo Jing, and Mu Nianci, Yang Kang collected the remains of his parents, and the group left Yanjing City before Wanyan Honglie changed his mind.

After burying the bodies of Yang Tiexin and his wife on the spot, they had been working hard for a whole day. At night, everyone came to an uninhabited shabby house outside Yanjing City. After briefly tidying up, they had time to think about it. two.

"Kang'er, what are your plans next?" Qiu Chuji asked in a hoarse voice as he looked at his talented and stupid disciple.

Yang Kang experienced earth-shaking changes in one day and one night. In other words, his mind was confused, and another person might have collapsed.

At that moment, he said in a low tone: "I don't know, master, I might as well go back to Zhongnan Mountain with you."

"Kang'er, escaping is not a good idea." Qiu Chuji knew this disciple extremely well and knew what he meant as soon as he heard it.

"Now that your life experience has been exposed, your existence is a shame to the Jin people. In this case, you might as well go to Jiangnan with Guo Jing and Miss Mu to calm down."

Yang Kang nodded blankly.

"Jing'er, aren't you in the desert?" After Qiu Chuji simply comforted Yang Kang, Ma Yu turned his attention to the disciples he had accepted in his early years and asked with a bit of confusion. Guo Jing said solemnly: "Master, this disciple came to the Central Plains on the orders of my mother to find Uncle Yang's family, and to seek revenge on Duan Tiande, the thief."

As he said this, the thoughtful Guo Jing turned his eyes to Yang Kang and slapped him on the shoulder.

"Brother Yang, the reason why our Guo and Yang families were in disaster back then was because of that thief Duan Tiande. How about you go to the south of the Yangtze River with me and take revenge by killing that thief Duan Tiande?"

After hearing Guo Jing's words, Yang Kang finally found an object to vent the hatred he had accumulated in his heart. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said, "Duan Tiande!"

"Brother Guo, there is also a foster brother." Mu Nianci's beautiful eyes twinkled and she consoled him in a soft tone, "The foster father has found out the whereabouts of Duan Tiande, the thief, over the years. He has now been promoted to the commander, and he has brought him with him when he comes in and out. With a large team of people."

"If you just seek revenge on Duan Tiande, you are just killing yourself with an egg against a stone. It's not too late to practice your martial arts during this period."

"What Miss Mu said is true." Wang Chuyi, who had been silent until now, heard this and agreed, "Jing'er, and Kang'er, you two are both sworn brothers who were married by your fathers, and also senior brothers. Now , three of my senior brothers are here, just in time to give you some guidance."

"Junior Brother Wang is right." Qiu Chuji nodded with sudden realization.

In this regard, the two of them naturally have nothing to do.

Guo Jing, Yang Kang, and Mu Nianci simply stayed with Quanzhen's three sons and asked them to teach them about their martial arts.

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Outside Yanjing City.

It was only early spring, the weather was cold and the wind was blowing, causing countless green leaves that had just sprouted in the wilderness to sway endlessly.

In the southeast of Yanjing City, a hundred miles away, a graceful woman stood in front of a lake as smooth and clear as a mirror.

There was a trace of coldness all over her body, and even the bitter cold wind was inferior to the temperament exuding from her delicate body.

A pair of beautiful eyes full of sword energy fell on the ice that was about to melt, paying close attention to the swimming fish in the lake.

It was as if nothing in this world could attract her attention more than these fish.

tread!
  I don't know how much time had passed, but a crisp sound of footsteps suddenly came from behind the woman, falling into her smooth ears.

A man wearing gray and black robes, with a handsome face and a somewhat frivolous smile on his lips walked towards her step by step, holding an iron halberd.

The halberd in his hand was just a rough piece, and there wasn't much edge left on the halberd's supposed sharp edge.

As he stepped forward, the constantly blowing cold wind blew his thin clothes, making him look even colder, but there was no hint of coldness on his face.

The whole person seemed to be one with everything in the world, making it impossible to catch the aura on his body.

Towering like a mountain, tall and straight like a pine!
  (End of this chapter)