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Text Chapter 202: Do not use Hidden Dragon

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    Yang Tiexin hesitated and shook his head after a moment.  ```23wx` "Nianci already has a sweetheart, I can't let another child down again." Yang Tiexin said firmly, Seeing this, Bao Xiruo no longer persisted, but it was unknown how he calculated in his heart.  The sun set on the top of the mountain, birds returned to their nests, and a strong wind blew, causing Wanyankang to tighten his clothes involuntarily.  He stood up and was about to go home when he heard the sound of rapid horse hooves coming from the ancient road behind him. Wanyankang turned around and was shocked to see that it was Wanyan Honglie who was escaping on a horse in embarrassment.  Wanyankang rushed up to meet him and called from afar: "Father, why are you in such a mess?" Wanyan Honglie breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Wanyankang, and staggered off his horse, unable to take care of his anger.  He took a breath and said hurriedly: "We have not reached an agreement with the Song Dynasty. The Mongols and that Guo boy are chasing us. Peng Lianhu and the others are blocking them and delaying them." "Where are senior Ouyang and Nu Niang?" Wan Yankang asked.  "The two of them have been secretly cooperating with the old monk brought by the Mongols." Wanyan Honglie said, looking back with lingering fear, and said: "They are coming after them." "Follow me." Wanyan  Kang stabbed the horse hard, causing it to run far into the wilderness in pain, and then said to Wanyan Honglie.  He knew the strength of the Mongols and Guo Jing, and knew that Peng Lianhu and others could not stop them for too long, so he was not in a hurry to learn the details. He took Wanyan Honglie and detoured to the east end of the village and entered the Sha Gu's wine shop with a fluttering wine curtain.  This wine shop was cleaned and operated for a period of time after Yang Tiexin came back, but Wanyan Honglie and the others had trouble here last time.  After Bao Xiruo fell ill.  The wine shop was closed again.  Wanyankang would occasionally come to sell wine to the villagers and stay alone for a while.  Wanyankang found the iron bowl in the cupboard and heard a clicking sound. The cupboard wall parted to both sides, revealing a dark hole.  The objects in the secret room here and Qu San's body were later cleaned by Yue Ziran, and Yang Tiexin also cleaned them frequently, so they were very clean.  "Father, please go in first and don't make a sound. I will let you out when it is safe." Wanyankang warned him.  Wanyan Honglie nodded, and then Wanyankang turned the iron fist and closed the cupboard wall.  After shaking off the light dust on his body and making sure that there was no flaw left, Wanyankang walked out of the kitchen, picked up a wine gourd on the table, poured a gourd of wine from a funnel, and corked it with a cork.  He turned around and pushed open the wooden door of the wine shop, then turned around and closed it.  But he heard a voice blast in his ears: "Stop." Wanyankang turned his head, but it was an old acquaintance - the little man who used to sit next to the fat man Tuo Lei in Zuixian Tower.  He has a goatee and a thin body that is very different from ordinary Mongolians. You can tell he is from the Central Plains at a glance.  At this time, he was riding on a horse, holding a whip in his hand, followed by a group of Mongolians holding scimitars.  "How is it?" Wan Yankang hung the wine gourd behind him and asked.  "Little prince, I didn't expect us to meet here." The little man drove his horse up slowly, "Looking at your rustic look, I'm really not used to it." Wanyankang chuckled,  He said, "I'm not wearing it just for you to look at. Do you need to get used to it?" "Hey." The little man chuckled, "You're quite arrogant. Do you really think you're still a young prince? I already know about you treating a thief as your father." "Dangtang.  If a man from the Han family is someone else's lackey, wouldn't he be worse than me?" Wan Yankang had to admit that sometimes it was OK to use things like national justice to curse people. Although he couldn't stand it, he didn't lose the battle.  Just use it.  "Hmph, you are so stubborn when you are about to die. Tell me, where did you hide the old thief Wanyan? If you tell me, I will give you a complete corpse." The little boy pointed a riding crop at Wanyan Kang's nose in a condescending manner.  ask.  "What are you talking about?" Wan Yankang dug his ears, indicating that he didn't hear clearly, and asked: "Don't you already know that I am not the young prince? Besides, you don't know when I came here, why?  Have you found all the people here?¡± ¡°You¡¯re tough.¡± The little man snorted coldly, flicked his wrist, and hit Wan Yankang¡¯s face with the whip.  Wanyankang dodged sideways, turned his fingers into claws, and grabbed the little man's riding crop.  The little man didn't notice for a moment, and the riding whip was caught in his hand.  Wanyankang took advantage of the situation and made the little man unsteady on his horse.  "This is the Nine Yin White Bone Claw of Black Wind Shuangsha? It's interesting." After the little man said that, he jumped off the horse, somersaulted over Wan Yankang's head, and pulled the riding whip in his hand hard.  Although Wanyankang was already prepared, he still didn't expect that the opponent's arm strength was so amazing. He staggered and the riding whip fell out of his hands. ?The little man stood still, whipped out a whip in the air with the whip, cut off the tie of the wine gourd on Wanyankang's back, and rolled the wine gourd over.  The little man opened the cork of the wine gourd, raised his head to drink, and kept praising: "Good wine." Wanyankang looked at the little man coldly. Although it was just a simple exchange, he had already assessed the opponent's strength and knew that he  No match for this little man.  "Have you remembered where you hid the old thief Wanyan?" the little man put down the wine gourd, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and asked.  "I said, I don't know." Wan Yankang put his hands behind his back and said proudly.  The little man spat and cursed: "Damn, you have a tough mouth." He raised his head and ordered the Mongolian cavalry who followed him: "You go into the wine shop and search, I will deal with this young prince." "Yes."  The Mongolian cavalry responded in unison, dismounted and kicked open the door Wan Yankang had locked before, and went in to rummage through the boxes and cabinets.  Tables and chairs fell to the ground, and the sound of broken plates and bowls kept coming, which made Wanyankang unable to stop being angry, but he had no choice but to have more desire for power in his heart. After all, it is not pleasant to have the power of life and death in the hands of others.  .  "I have admired the secret knowledge of the Nine Yin Manual for a long time, but I have never had the opportunity to see it. Today I have to ask the little prince for advice." The little man threw the wine gourd to the ground and said with a smile: "Now you said there is still a chance." "  That's so long-winded." Wan Yankang rolled up his sleeves, looked at him warily, and said, "I said I don't know anymore." The little man spat again, and the whip in his hand snapped.  Wan Yankang slapped his face.  Wanyankang dodged sideways and grabbed the little man's chest with his claws.  "Hey." The little man sneered, and the riding crop in the air made another "snap" sound, turned to the right, and wrapped around Wanyankang's arm like a snake. Then he pulled it, and the amazing arm strength and internal strength made Wanyankang  He fell to the ground on his back, raising a cloud of dust.  Stepping on Wanyan Kang's chest, the little man said proudly: "Nine Yin White Bone Claws are pretty good, but it's a pity that your movement technique is really hard to stand. I don't know how Black Wind Shuangsha taught you." Wanyan  Kang tried to get up several times, but the foot on his chest was as heavy as a thousand pounds, preventing him from moving.  "General, we didn't find it." The Mongolian cavalry came out and said in Mongolian.  "Have you searched everything?" the little man turned around and asked.  "Yes." The subordinate replied.  The little man spat, this time on Wanyankang's face, and cursed: "You bastard, you hid it deep enough, tell me where you hid it?" Seeing that Wanyankang was stubborn and didn't say anything, he  The whip struck Wanyankang's face, which was mixed with dirt and grass, and blood seeped out instantly.  "Are you going to tell me?" the little man asked again, but still didn't answer. He raised his whip and tried to lash it again, but heard someone shout: "Stop." (To be continued) ps: Thank you for the reward of my name: wooden children's shoes  , thank you all for your support. In addition, these chapters are just to make Yang Kang's character more fulfilling, nothing else.
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