At the beginning of Niujia Village, my sister-in-law and I depended on each other.

"no!"

The beauty was very tough. She pursed her lips, suppressed her rapid breathing through her nose, closed her beautiful eyes, and turned her snow-white neck.

It was true that the two of them had not been so intimate and tender for more than half a year, and there might be even fewer opportunities in the future, so she really enjoyed this brief moment in her heart.

Niu Dingtian raised his eyebrows when he saw this, and directly picked up something on Wenruan's body, humming softly, "This leader likes the tough look on Lady Han's face, do you want to fight or not?"

"hiss--"

Han Xiaoying was startled instantly and begged for mercy in a hurry: "Don't! Don't! Rong'er said it! Rong'er said it!"

Niu Dingtian heard this and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes. He let go of the thing with his fingers and continued to play with the soft ball. He asked in a low voice: "How did Rong'er know?"

As he spoke, he also admitted that he had indeed had sex with someone this morning.

This is the advantage of having a caring sister, gentle and considerate, and never jealous.

Han Xiaoying calmed her breathing, took Niu Dingtian's left hand, slowly closed her eyes and leaned against his chest. There was a blush and tenderness on her beautiful and bright face.

She said softly, "Rong'er is very clever. She got the information out of Yunling in just two sentences. If she asks you about you, you must not lie to her, or she will be really angry."

"Sister Han is so nice, let your husband kiss her." Niu Dingtian felt warm in his heart and he kissed that bright face directly.

In this way, the two of them sometimes cuddled on the eaves, and sometimes paid attention to the situation below.

After a long time, Niu Dingtian had satisfied his urge to masturbate, and facing the beauty's passion, he decisively let go.

It is indeed absurd to have sex with two women in one day. Han Xiaoying is right. Men should focus on their careers and not always linger in the land of tenderness.

Let this fire die out slowly on its own.

At the time of Shen and You, the conference below was coming to an end.

When Qiu Chuji was killed in the Quanzhen Sect, some people were sad, some were angry, and some were even happy.

Angry people like Yin Zhiping, after Master Yideng was unable to do anything, for some unknown reason, he challenged Guo Jing on the spot.

Guo Jing had just been sent back from a side hall by his two masters in confusion. He was filled with grief and anger because he had no idea whether the master chef was dead or alive.

Faced with the sudden challenge, he naturally accepted it without hesitation, and regarded it as revenge for his master.

Originally, people around had no interest in fighting between kids aged 13 or 14 or 15 or 16.

But as soon as the two of them fought, they were surprised by Yin Zhiping's sharp body and swordsmanship, and were even more shocked by Guo Jing's powerful palm and fist power.

The two fought for nearly a hundred moves, and Yin Zhiping, who performed Quanzhen swordsmanship, was ultimately defeated by Guo Jing's powerful palm power.

All of a sudden, this honest-looking boy became known as a rising star in the martial arts world and a future giant in the martial arts world.

"This kid's talent is really good. Every move he makes is powerful, as if they can add up their power. He is really suitable for the Beggar Gang's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms."

After watching the battle in the stands, Hong Qigong felt quite uneasy. He took out the wine gourd and poured a sip of wine. This thought kept popping up in his mind.

Seeing Guo Jing in such a big limelight, Yang Kang had been itching to fight. As soon as Guo Jing stepped down from the stage, he quickly jumped onto the stage to challenge him.

But no matter how long he shouted, no one responded.

Just as he uttered a few swear words, Fentian decisively drove him off the stage: Today is not the day for a competition!

Finally, Fentian announced that starting from tomorrow, the Heaven Ranking and Earth Ranking will be divided by age, and opponents will be selected by drawing lots to determine the ranking. Thus, today's conference was declared over.

Evening
Dusk was falling, the setting sun was as blazing as fire, and under the afterglow, the entire top of Jiugong Mountain was covered with a layer of red clouds.

Half an hour had passed since the Quanzhen Sect members carried Qiu Chuji's body down the mountain. Although night had not yet fallen, countless braziers had been set up on the wide square and more than a hundred tables of seats had been set up.

Naturally, this group of rangers from all over the world were very satisfied and even grateful for such an arrangement.

You treat me with respect and courtesy, not as if I were an insignificant floating duckweed in the world. So I will remember your kindness and sing your good name in the world.

This is the heart of most rangers.

Compared to those people who have their own sects and fight for their own interests, their chivalry may be more pure.

The food was served and the wine was full. It was getting dark. Under the bright moonlight, lights were flickering, and the sounds of rock-paper-scissors and clinking glasses could be heard one after another. It was so lively, as if it was Chinese New Year.

"Who do you think won the fight between the Northern Beggar and the Western Poison?"

"Hey, let me say that Senior Hong won. Although the two fought evenly, the West Poison used his internal energy to move and lie on the ground, but he lost because of his master's demeanor."

"puff--"

Hearing the discussions in the distance, Yang Kang sprayed the wine he had just taken a sip of directly onto the table full of dishes.

"You...!" Ouyang Ke glared at him, clenched his fists, and wanted to attack him directly.

He was already feeling a little aggrieved about sitting at the kid's table, and this little bastard even had wine foam splashing half his face.

"Ke'er, don't be rude!" Ouyang Feng's dissatisfied voice was heard.

When his gloomy gaze withdrew from the man in the distance and fell on the bandit-like child not far away, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

At such a young age, he has such a strong aura. Compared with his peers, he is ten streets ahead of his son Ke'er.

Yang Kang curled his lips and muttered in dissatisfaction: "I didn't mean it, you are disgusted by me."

Seeing Ouyang Ke's frustrated but helpless look, Yang Kang's eyes turned and he looked at Guo Jing and asked, "Brother, I only clean my teeth once every two weeks. Guo Jing, do you dislike me?"

Guo Jing was stunned for a moment, then quickly waved his hands and said, "How could I dislike you, Brother Kang? I don't clean my teeth often even on the grassland." Yang Kang turned his head to look at Lu Guanying on the right, and asked with a grin, "Brother Lu, do you dislike me?"

Lu Guanying: “…”

After struggling for a while, he said with a stiff face, "I only clean my teeth once every few days, how could I dislike Brother Yang?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Kang put his right foot on the chair, reached out to grab a chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth, then gave Ouyang Ke a provocative look.

"Master Niu, this is..."

Ouyang Feng saw this and couldn't help but feel angry, but he didn't dare to show it. He could only treat it as a child playing and looked at the young man in the crown and robes opposite him with a smile.

Niu Dingtian put down the wine cup and said with a look of disdain, "I don't know him, where did this rascal come from? Nephew Ouyang will teach him a lesson."

You are about to marry my mother as my fake father, and you tell me you don’t know me?
Yang Kang wanted to mutter something in dissatisfaction, but he saw his uncle-master glaring at him out of the corner of his eye, so he had to put down his right foot in dissatisfaction.

Ouyang Feng's mouth twitched.

He silently recited the word "endure" in his heart, and said calmly: "Master Niu said before that he could exchange other martial arts for the Nine Yin Manual. I wonder how good my Toad Skill is? After three years of perfecting it, it is no less powerful than the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms."

As he spoke, there was a hint of eagerness in his eyes. His meaning was also very clear, the current Toad Skill is far different from the past, far from what you stole three years ago.

Niu Dingtian shook his head and chuckled, "It is indeed powerful and overbearing, not inferior to Gang Leader Hong's current Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. But one should practice it with risk and force, otherwise it will hurt the meridians too much and easily lead to insanity."

"When Mr. Ouyang can perfect his inner strength to the point where yin and yang are in harmony, it will be as valuable as the Nine Yin Manual. So, if you want to exchange, you can only give me half of it."

Ouyang Feng was quite unconvinced. He glanced at Hong Qigong and snorted, "If the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms is more powerful than my Toad Skill, how come an old beggar can't defeat me?"

"Of course it is not yet fully developed." Niu Dingtian lifted the sedan chair for the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, then stared at Hong Qigong and asked, "What do you think, Gang Leader Hong?"

Upon hearing this, Hong Qigong frowned his thick snow-white eyebrows, took a sip of wine, and a hint of hesitation appeared on his ruddy face.

Niu Dingtian's eyes sparkled, and he said calmly, "I know that only fifteen of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms were left when it came to Gang Leader Hong. I also know that the last three palms were created by you based on the experience of your predecessors."

"Guo Jing is a loyal and honest man. Gang Master Hong taught him the Fifteen Palms. Outsiders will never be able to ask for it. I also only want the Fifteen Palms, but Gang Master Hong must promise to help me use all his strength once. It will definitely not be something that goes against chivalry."

There seemed to be some disdain in his words for the last three palms.

Hong Qigong frowned, knowing that he had indeed taken advantage of the situation. He picked up the wine cup and slowly drank a mouthful of wine, then said with a smile, "The old beggar agreed."

Niu Dingtian turned his head and looked at Ouyang Feng.

Ouyang Feng's eyes flickered slightly. They were old rivals who had fought for decades. He didn't believe that the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms was stronger than the Toad Skill.

He thought that at worst he could find another chance to stab the old beggar. Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "I agree too!"

Now that the goal has been achieved, under the leadership of Niu Dingtian, the few of them naturally drank happily.

According to his true thoughts, he really looked down on Hong Qigong's last three palms.

However, these fifteen palms were modified and revised after discussion between Xiao Feng and Xu Zhu. The degree of practice varies from person to person. What Niu Dingtian really values ​​is the martial arts theory of the hero Xiao and Hong Qigong's commitment to take action.

At the hours of Xu and Hai, the guests gradually dispersed, and Niu Dingtian, supported by Fentian, staggered to the deputy leader's bedroom.

"You said earlier that you had something important to discuss with me alone tonight. What is it? Tell me."

Fentian helped the young man in the crown into the side room, and they both sat down at the table. The animal head incense burner on the table exuded a faint fragrance.

Seeing that this man didn't seem to be pretending to be drunk, she couldn't help but show concern in her almond-shaped eyes. She poured him a cup of tea and handed it to him, saying softly, "Drink some water to wake up your brain."

Niu Dingtian took the cup and drank it all, then he held up his chin and carefully looked at the beautiful face opposite him through the curling incense smoke.

"it's beautiful!"

Niu Dingtian praised beautifully, and under the beautiful woman's embarrassed and angry gaze, he took out three cards of different sizes from his arms and placed them on the table.

"The Buddha's token?"

Fentian's curved eyebrows moved, and then her pretty face changed slightly, and she asked anxiously: "Where did you get these three?"

Four medals were taken back from Murong An, three were returned to her, and Murong An's medal was embezzled by this man. He should only have two in his hand.

Fentian quickly touched his waist.

Still there!

Niu Dingtian was speechless. You don’t mind the pain of such a hard thing.

After pondering for a moment, he recounted the story of the sutra protector he met in the Shaolin Temple's Scripture Library three years ago, simplifying the story.

“Buddha, it must be him.” Fentian murmured, “He disappeared twenty years ago. I didn’t expect him to die in Shaolin Temple.”

After saying that, she seemed to have thought of something, raised her eyebrows, stared at the young man in the crown robe in front of her, and asked, "Why are you saying it now?"

Niu Dingtian said confidently: "I wasn't familiar with it before, but I forgot about it later and only remembered it recently."

The beauty was silent for a while after hearing this.

Seeing this, Niu Dingtian poured a cup of tea from his empty cup and handed it over, tentatively asking, "If you don't need this thing, can you lend it to me for a few days to study?"

After saying this, seeing that the beauty did not move, he took Rouyi over and put the cup into her hand.

The jade was smooth and tender to the touch, and in the slight coolness, there was an indescribable warmth. Niu Dingtian could not help but indulge in it and let go reluctantly. (End of this chapter)