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Zhu Cong threw the dagger over, and the blue light flashed, turning into a small rainbow under the sun.

Everyone couldn't help but cheer.

Quan Jinjin grabbed the dagger, only to feel the chill, and called out first, "Okay."

The more I looked at it, the more I admired it. Suddenly, I saw the word "Yang Kang" engraved on the hilt of the sword, and I felt strange in my heart: "This is the name of a Chinese, how did it end up in the hands of the Mongolians? To have such a weapon, this Yang Kang is probably a great identity. people?"

He shouted, "Brother, do you know who is Yang Kang?"

Ke Zhen'e thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "I've never heard of this character. Why are you asking that, Sixth?"

Quan Jin raised his dagger and said, "The word Yang Kang is engraved on the hilt. So I want to ask if Yang Kang is an expert in the arena."

When everyone heard it, they all thought about it, and after thinking for a while, they still had no clue.

Nan Xiren suddenly said, "Do you think this Yang Kang has anything to do with Yang Tiexin?"

He has always been gossiping, and every word he speaks must have something to say.

Quan Jinjin shouted: "Anyway, we haven't found any clues for so many years. Let's try our luck. If we find Yang Tiexin's child, we can count as a victory over Qiu Chuji's bull nose."

Several people rushed back and caught up with Guo Jing.

Zhu Cong raised the dagger and shouted, "Child, you have lost your belongings, do you still want it?"

Guo Jing stretched out his hand to receive it, but he retracted his hand.

Zhu Cong said: "You tell me your name first, is it Yang Kang?"

Guo Jing shook his head and said, "My name is Guo Jing."

"Guo Jing?" The seven monsters were shocked like thunder and drums in their hearts.

Unexpectedly, it took six or seven years to find it, but it took no effort to get it.

Ke Zhen'e jumped off his horse, grabbed Guo Jing's shoulder, and asked anxiously, "Are you from Song? Is your father's name Guo Xiaotian?"

Guo Jing just nodded blankly, with a look of fear on his face.

The seven monsters laughed loudly and were inexplicably excited.

Han Xiaoying persuaded: "Brother, don't scare this child."

Seeing Guo Jing's dazed appearance, the seven of them couldn't help but have worries in their hearts.

I thought to myself that this kid was so dumbfounded that he didn't know if he could learn martial arts well.

Ke Zhen'e asked, "Son, do you want to learn martial arts?"

Guo Jing nodded vigorously and said loudly, "I want to learn martial arts well and avenge my father!"

Ke Zhen'e pointed to a cliff and said, "If you want to learn martial arts, come to see us at the top of the cliff tonight. You come alone, and you are not allowed to tell others. Do you dare to come?"

Guo Jing nodded dazedly, then put his dagger in his pocket and rode back on his pony.

The brilliant scholar Zhu Cong sighed, "I wonder if Qiu Chuji has found the boy of the Yang family? What is his talent?"

Ke Zhen said evilly, "The Quanzhen Sect has more power than us, so we should have found it. I'm afraid we're going to lose this game."

Nancy Ren said: "That's not necessarily. We are smarter."

Everyone knows what he means, that diligence can make up for one's weakness.

Ke Zhen said evilly: "I'm not afraid of him being stupid, but I'm afraid that he is timid and lacking in blood. Let's see if he dares to come tonight."

At the fourth watch that night, Guo Jing took a shovel and a rope and set off secretly.

He was not the original Guo Jing, of course he knew the danger of this night.

I don't know if the plot has changed now, and whether Chen Xuanfeng and Mei Chaofeng will appear.

He is still a little boy of six or seven years old, and he has not practiced any martial arts. Even if he has an excellent fighting consciousness, he is only serving food in front of real masters.

In the original work, Guo Jingneng killed Chen Xuanfeng, definitely the protagonist's halo played a role.

Guo Jing didn't dare to gamble that he was so lucky.

In case of being killed by Mei Chaofeng and his wife, it will not be worth it.

So he waited until the fourth watch before setting off.

By the time they climbed to the top of the cliff with great effort, the east was already slightly pale.

The time is nearly five.

Seeing that there was no one on the top of the cliff, Guo Jing muttered in his heart, "Could it be that they ran away in anger?"

He followed the steep mountain road to the other side of the foothills.

Not far away, I heard a few people crying.

Guo Jing slowly climbed in the direction from which the cry came, and saw a small newly built grave in a mountain pass. There were only six of the seven monsters in the south of the Yangtze River, weeping.

"Hey, is it the inertia of the plot? It turns out that Zhang Ah is still alive and dead."

Guo Jing thought to himself as he slowly slid down the slope.

At this moment, the six monsters turned around abruptly and looked at Guo Jing.