The Young Ranger Jiang Yin

"This mountain is so big, it might be difficult to find Yang Guo."

The next morning, Jiang Yin arrived at the foot of the mountain outside the town.

I saw that the mountain was towering into the clouds and was extremely huge. I'm afraid it could hide 100,000 soldiers.

In this situation, how do you find someone?

"Forget it, now that we are here, let's go up and take a look."

Jiang Yin complained and then started climbing the mountain.

With his Qing Kung Fu skills, Jiang Yin was able to walk steadily, although it was not as if he was walking on flat ground. After a while, he reached the halfway point of the mountain.

Suddenly, he saw white smoke.

"There shouldn't be anyone else in this deep forest except Ouyang Feng and Yang Guo, right?"

Thinking of this, Jiang Yin quickened his pace and headed towards the place where the smoke was coming out.

But when he arrived, he found that he had guessed wrong.

Because that person was not Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison, but Hong Qigong, the Northern Beggar.

Sensing someone coming, Hong Qigong looked up, and their eyes met, both of them were a little surprised.

"Why are you here, little kid?"

Hong Qigong obviously still remembered Jiang Yin, the young man who had left a deep impression on him.

"Senior Hong, long time no see. Are you eating?"

Looking at the beggar's chicken that Hong Qigong had just dug out, Jiang Yin said with a smile.

"Hehe, yes. You little kid is in for a treat, do you want to try? Although my cooking skills are not as good as Rong'er's, they are not bad either."

"I will not refuse your invitation, Senior."

Jiang Yin sat down without any hesitation, which made Hong Qigong a little surprised.

But soon, he laughed, tore off a chicken leg and handed it to Jiang Yin.

"It's really good."

After taking a bite, Jiang Yin commented.

Hong Qigong loves food, and after so many years, he has learned how to eat it.

This dish called Flower Chicken is indeed a unique one.

"Of course. Little kid, you haven't answered the old beggar's question yet. Why are you here?"

"Find someone."

Hong Qigong narrowed his eyes and whispered, "Who are you looking for?"

"Ouyang Feng and Yang Guo."

"Are you the one who asked Qiao Feng to find out about Ouyang Feng?"

"Senior also knows about this?"

"The Clean Clothes Sect and the Dirty Clothes Sect are both Beggars' Sects after all. Our relationship has improved a lot over the years, so we naturally share information with each other.

I, an old beggar, also just received the news not long ago. I heard that Ouyang Feng had adopted a son. I was very curious and came to take a look.

It's not a good thing that the West Poison took in a Little West Poison. Is that Little West Poison still your friend?"

"Yang Guo is my friend. But he is not some little poisonous creature. Although he has a strange personality, he has a lot of kindness in his heart. With a little training, he can become a great hero.

If I have to say who he is similar to, I think he is more like Huang Yaoshi, the East Evil. "

"You are a young kid, but you know a lot. But are you sure that your friend is a good person?" Hong Qigong asked doubtfully.

"of course."

"Your words make me feel more relieved. But little kid, Ouyang Feng is very dangerous. It's better to keep your friends away from him.

He is crazy now, but there is no guarantee that he will regain consciousness one day. When that happens, the first person to suffer may be your friend."

What Hong Qigong said made sense. After all, he knew very well what kind of person Ouyang Feng was.

If he knew that Yang Guo was Yang Kang's son, he might have killed him with one palm.

"I have taken note of what Senior Hong said."

Jiang Yin responded softly.

"Hehe, you are quite sensible, little kid. It was thanks to you that Hong Jiu's incident happened last time, otherwise I don't know how much trouble that bastard would have caused.

I heard that you are also a friend of Qiao Feng? You have a wide range of friends. People from Ming Dynasty have friends in Song Dynasty. "

"You are still young, so naturally you want to travel around. Senior, now that you are old, don't you also wander around and do justice?" Jiang Yin said with a smile.

"Why? You want to emulate the old beggar? You have ambition."

"Although what the seniors did is admirable, not everyone can emulate it. The younger generation has their own way of doing things."

"Hahaha! You have great ambition! I, the old beggar, admire you a little."

Hong Qigong found the young man in front of him very interesting.

She has both some of Guo Jing's chivalry and some of Huang Rong's intelligence, making him feel like he has returned to the days when he met Guo Jing and Huang Rong more than ten years ago.

During that period, he had a great time enjoying delicious food.

Unfortunately, I haven’t eaten Huang Rong’s dishes for many years.

Come to think of it, I really miss you.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's eat first. After we finish eating, we'll go find Old Poison."

"it is good."

Judging from Hong Qigong's appearance, he must have found out Ouyang Feng's whereabouts by chance and happened to be nearby, so he came over to take a look.

It is difficult to explain the grudge between him and Ouyang Feng in a short time.

Friends and enemies, perhaps this is the most appropriate description for them. A beggar chicken was quickly killed by the two men, but how to find Ouyang Feng and Yang Guo on such a large mountain was a bit difficult for Hong Qigong.

"Senior, I have a way that may help us find Ouyang Feng quickly."

"Oh? Tell me."

"Although Ouyang Feng has become crazy, he still has an obsession with the title of the best in the world. Whenever he encounters a master who can rival him, he will fight.

Therefore, as long as the senior uses his inner strength to let out a long roar, Ouyang Feng will hear it and will come to fight. "

When Hong Qigong heard this, his eyes lit up.

"That's a good idea! You are quite smart, kid. Let the old beggar lure out the old poisoner."

After saying this, Hong Qigong jumped up, jumped onto a big tree, and sank his energy into his dantian.

"what!"

A long roar swept through the mountains and forests in an instant!

Jiang Yin's pupils shrank and he quickly covered his ears with his hands.

"Such a profound inner strength, is this the strength of the Five Supremes?"

The terrifying long roar caused the internal energy in Jiang Yin's Dantian to vibrate continuously, and his blood and qi surged up, making him extremely uncomfortable.

This is the profound inner strength of the grandmaster.

Especially since Hong Qigong had also practiced the Nine Yin Scriptures, his internal strength was even stronger than that of an average grandmaster.

At this moment, the internal force is output at full power, and the power can be imagined.

Fortunately, the roar was not directed at Jiang Yin, otherwise it would have been enough to knock him unconscious.

With his blood and energy churning, Jiang Yin quickly sat down cross-legged and circulated his internal energy.

In this way, he was able to suppress the discomfort.

"The inner strength this little kid has cultivated is not simple. He can actually maintain his inner strength in this situation."

Seeing Jiang Yin like this, Hong Qigong couldn't help but feel curious.

He had just exerted his full strength and felt that it might have some impact on Jiang Yin. He was about to restrain himself, but he saw Jiang Yin blocking the long roar by himself.

Naturally, my impression of him improved a bit.

Even Guo Jing back then did not have such internal strength.

Before Hong Qigong could think about it, he heard a shout from a distance.

"Where did you come from, master! Come out and fight me! Let's see who is the real one.