Outside the silk tent, a little candlelight slowly came in, illuminating the bed with a warm color. "Oh, you don't have me in your eyes..." Gao Qiang said slowly with a strong jealous smell, looking at Yang Xueyi with one eye, looking at Yang Xueyi from the top, from the bottom, from the bottom, from the top, from the head, from the feet to the head, and finally she sighed slowly. "Look at you." Yang Xueyi didn't raise her head, staring at the three little babies between the two, showing her tenderness, with a smile on her lips, and said, "I'm still competing with the children..."

Gao Qiang curled his lips, lowered his head and looked at his three children carefully, sniffed the milk fragrance on their bodies, and looked intoxicated. He immediately fell on the bed, opened his limbs and murmured: "No wonder someone doesn't want children, it's really troublesome."

He looked up at the bronze mirror placed outside, with a haggard face on it, two big dark eyes snails on his left and right eyes, and there was a tendency to expand. His eyes were red and covered with blood. He looked down at his three little babies, and Gao Qiang thought helplessly: I really owe these three little ancestors!

It’s really weird to say that Gao Qiang will not wake up even if he sleeps at night, and thunderstorms are slamming outside. As long as these children cry, he will be sure to wake up!

If you just wake up, it would be fine. The most troublesome thing is that Gao Qiang has three children. These three little kids are too unorganized and disciplined. It seems that they have agreed to make trouble. The three of them will take turns crying at night!

Often, Gao Qiang's head was just getting stuck on the pillow and had a confused moment. He was sleeping comfortably, and when he heard a "wow" cry in his ears, he opened his eyes and looked at his child, the future god of gambling Gao Jin, had already started dancing with his feet and hands.

When he and Yang Xueyi served Comrade Xiao Gao and closed their eyes again, their heads were mostly awake and they were no longer sleepy. When they finally prepared to make love, they heard a "wow" sound when they heard a soft "wow". Gao Qiang had to open his eyes again.

After serving this master, Gao Qiang was so sleepy that he fell asleep, but he always felt that he hadn't slept for long. The urging cry sounded again!

The next day, Gao Qiang became a standard trance, and he was always swaying when walking, and his eyes were full of ghosts.

The three little ancestors who were making trouble were sleeping soundly at the moment. As they were snoring, their pink noses opened and shrank. They were so cute. They were really their own children. Although they were so troubled that they hated the itchy teeth, Gao Qiang had avoided their thoughts and called Xiao Zhao next door to sleep with these three children. He found a quiet place to go by himself!

Even though he thought about it, it just flashed in his mind. Gao Qiang did not realize this idea. Compared with Yu's noisy trio, there was a bigger problem. Gao Qiang found that Yang Xueyi's heart seemed to be divided into four parts. He had less thoughts on him, which made him even more depressed.

It was another troubled night. When Gao Qiang got up in the morning, he walked out and went out. Xiao Zhao had already prepared breakfast. Gao Qiang carefully made a small part of all the meals, and then took out the powder from his arms and sprinkled them in - test the poison!

Gao Qiang did not relax his vigilance. There was definitely a problem with the Mongols missing out of thin air. In order to deal with the encirclement of the six-member group, all the forces retreated to the desert. The news was not clear, but Gao Qiang was sure based on his intuition: the Mongols were absolutely prepared for vicious tricks!

Back then, the warriors of the Ruyang Palace could encircle and suppress the Shaolin Temple monks. Although part of the reason was to attack and attack them unprepared, and part of the reason was that the elite Shaolin soldiers arrested the Western Regions of Hui and their power was greatly reduced, no matter from any perspective, it was not too much to imagine that the terrifying ability of the Shaolin Temple, the best place in the world, was not an exaggeration to imagine that the Ruyang Palace had not only raised a large number of first-class masters, but also had an astonishing number of second- and third-class masters under it!

Gao Qiang has been in Wudang for half a month now. In this era, transportation is inconvenient and information transmission is quite lagging. The Wudang Sect is famous in the world because of its outstanding talents and high quality rather than quantity. After all, it is only a "young" gang with a history of more than 60 years. This has caused the Wudang Sect not to be very careful. What happened in the world is mostly aware of it. Gao Qiang became a deaf and blind man, but his alertness was no match for him. He mixed the food carefully and then stirred the powder inside.

Xiao Zhao hesitated for a long time, blushed and said timidly: "Brother, can there be any problem with the meal I made myself?"

Gao Qiang looked up at Xiao Zhao's eyes, his mouth was red, and his smile said, "Silly child, why are you going to have problems? It's just that others always beat him to cook, right? It's a turbulent time now, so we have to be cautious."

Yang Xueyi showed half of her body on the bed and said, "You are just too careful."

She smiled as she spoke, and the words that seemed to be complaining were warm when they fell into her mouth. Gao Qiang felt a sway in his heart and turned his head and was about to make a few jokes. Then he heard Xiao Zhao exclaimed: "Brother, look!"

Gao Qiang and Yang Xueyi's eyes were attracted by Xiao Zhao's shout, but they saw that the food in the small bowl had slowly turned black. "Hmph," Gao Qiang snorted coldly, untied the soft purple sword hidden in his belt, handed it to Yang Xueyi, and said, "Be careful, I'm afraid my opponent will come, I'll go out and take a look."

Gao Qiang turned around and left quickly, nodded to Xiao Zhao, and said, "Look at the child." "Brother!" Yang Xueyi shouted anxiously.

Gao Qiang turned his head. "Be careful." Yang Xueyi saw his hot eyes swept over, and suddenly her face turned red. Ru, when she just got married, she slowly lowered her head. "Hahaha!" Gao Qiang laughed a few times, turned her head and left.

Xiao Zhao chased out of the house and shouted, "Brother, be careful."

Gao Qiang waved his hand without looking back, and used his light skills and ran straight into the Zhenwu Hall.

Still outside the yard, I heard a woman crying inside, and was quite sad: "Zhang Zhenren, I must save me from Emei..."

Gao Qiang was moved when he heard this: OK, the monk who made a Vajra back then came to play the role of the monk Kongxiang of Shaolin Temple to worship the mountain, and took the opportunity to sneak attack Comrade Lao Zhang to succeed. Now that the Vajra Sect is completely destroyed, another Emei nun popped up?

Gao Qiang walked a few steps into the hall, but saw Zhang Sanfeng standing in the middle, and a middle-aged nun was kneeling down. He was about 30 or 40 years old. Judging from his dress, he looked like a nun. He cried miserably, and tears fell down one by one.

Looking around, there were only Song Kuiqiao and Zhang Cuishan standing, and there was no one else. Before he knew that he had arrived by chance. Perhaps the nun was in a hurry and was crying and shouting, but the other uncles had not yet informed him.

Gao Qiang entered the hall, and Zhang Sanfeng and others just looked at him without saying anything. Gao Qiang slowly walked to the nun's side, and his true energy slowly flowed. He just waited for the nun to reveal a trace of flaw or had murderous intent, and he immediately wanted to stop her.

The nun continued to cry, "Zhang Zhenren, I, Emei, had originally caught Hui Guangmingding with the other five sects. We stayed on Mount Emei and met for several months. That day, my senior sisters returned to the mountain and brought dozens of prisoners, saying that the master was defeating the Demon Sect in the Guangmingding and returned victoriously."

At this time, Yu Daiyan, Yu Lianzhou and other major disciples also rushed to the hall after receiving the letter.

The nun continued to cry and said, "Of course we were happy and welcomed all the senior sisters into the lobby. Unexpectedly, the senior sisters Zhong Jingzhen shouted: "The master has fallen into the enemy, these people are all thieves!" Before we could react, the prisoners suddenly broke free from their shackles and pulled out weapons from their clothes to kill them. One of us came out to greet the senior sister without weapons, and the other was trapped in the middle. The senior sisters, the junior sister, escaped with all the senior sisters, Zhang Zhenren!"

The nun cried and sobbed again.

The two girls ran out of the doorman over there and exclaimed: "Junior Sister Jingyu, why are you here?"

The two were Ji Xiaofu and Bei Jinyi, who had graduated from Emei. They both married into Wudang Mountain and became Wudang's daughter-in-law. At this moment, the three girls met and hugged each other immediately. After listening to Jingyu finishing the intermittent story, the two girls cried bitterly, turned to look at Zhang Sanfeng, with a look of expectation on their faces.

Gao Qiang took the time to check the toxins after eating in the morning, but seeing how many people in the room changed color, especially Old Dao Zhang's face turned blue, and his old face suddenly became shivering...

He greeted Gao Qiang, Gao Qiang was stunned and put his ears in front of his mouth, but listened to Zhang Sanfeng whispering: "You little girl cooks the rice so delicious..."

But when someone shouted outside the door to stop the sound, a bright bald head broke in, wearing a yellow monk's robe, tattered like a beggar's outfit, and cried: "Zhang Zhenren!"

Gao Qiang immediately became alert for a moment, looked up and down at the bald man, and thought to himself: "You can't be that killer, are you?"

The monk cried bitterly and said, "Zhang Zhenren, I am in danger of Shaolin!"

Before Zhang Sanfeng could react, he heard a thunder shout outside the door: "Zhang Sanfeng, this turtle shrank, dare not show up. Wudang Mountain is also a good Feng Shui, which just happened to give us the Ming Cult to be a training place."

Another man screamed: "Hmph, there are all the wastes on this waste mountain. What do you want to do? Just burn it with fire."

The third voice sounded hoarse: "Hmph, the waste is somewhat valuable."

The three of them were still two miles away from the Zhenwu Hall, but the sound was clear and still in the ears. Everyone in the Zhenwu Hall changed color!
Chapter completed!