Although King Jinlun was seriously injured, his hearing did not weaken at all. He found it as soon as Yang Guo entered his hearing range.
"King Jinlun didn’t think you were seriously injured." Yang Guo walked to the front of the cave and laughed. "I think it was Uncle Wang who was seriously injured, but now it seems that it’s not the case. When you won the victory, you didn’t show the slightest flaw, so that the martial arts heroes feared that you wouldn’t dare to do it to you, otherwise you wouldn’t get out of the victory."
Yang Guo said that it was true that King Jinlun and Wang Yue were afraid to attack him if they were separated from everyone after the tournament, because they were afraid of his martial arts. If he showed any signs of serious injury, he would never leave the Wulin group and would not let him go easily.
Dalba, honest and respectful, would never lose his master and escape. He knelt before Yang Guo and begged, "Brother Yang, please don’t kill my master, please."
Yang Guo cold hum a he also knows that Dalba is not a bad man, but he is a Mongolian.
King Jinlun said, "Dalba doesn’t ask him. Since he’s here today, he won’t let us go. What are you afraid of?"
Yang Guo sneered, "The Golden Wheel French King is dead at home, Yang Guopei."
King Jinlun said, "I miss the talent of King Jinlun, and I have never met my opponent since I trained the dragon elephant Prajnaparamita to the tenth place. Although I lost both sides in World War I with Wang Yue, I am not defeated. Now I am seriously injured and will die. Your little hand is really a trick. I am very unwilling."
Yang Guo said, "Jin LUN Fa Wang Shi, I didn’t come here today to kill you. I asked you to do something, and I spared your life."
When King Jinlun heard that there was hope for life, his eyes lit up and he asked, "What is it? I am a Buddhist of the Mongolian Empire. I really can’t do it. There are really not many things. "
"Help me take revenge!"
Yang Guo’s eyes showed hatred and anger.
Killing my father is a bitter enemy. Yang Guo can’t help but report it
King Jinlun was surprised and asked, "Brother Yang is good at martial arts. Can this Jianghu rival you? I’m afraid there are few people. I don’t know who your enemy is?"
Yang Guo said "Guo Jing and Huang Rong"
King Jinlun was shocked. Guo Jing and Huang Rong killed Yang Guo’s parents? This is a good thing! Be sure to benefit Yang Guo.
"It’s a piece of cake to kill Guo Jing and Huang Rong when I recover from my injury," said King Jinlun confidently.
Yang Guo sneered, "Guo Jing and Huang Rong have now returned to Xiangyang City, and my uncle Wang and their peers, the Golden Wheel French King, have my uncle Wang. Can you get out even if you kill Guo Jing and Huang Rong when you enter Xiangyang City?"
King Jinlun was silent. It would be really difficult to have Wang Yue.
"Well, Wang Yue’s martial arts is not my thing. We should plan it well." King Jinlun thought a nod.
"Brother Yang, why don’t you go to the Mongolian camp with me first? I’ll introduce Kublai Khan to you. Wang Yue’s talents are the most appreciated and admired heroes in Wulin."
Yang Guo disdained, "I can’t do things with Mongols."
King Jinlun laughed. "I’m not asking you to join the Mongolian army. I mean, you and I are both people in Wulin. Naturally, we have to follow the rules of Wulin, even Kublai Khan won’t care."
Yang Guo nodded. "Well, I’ll come with you."
……
Lu Shuang wears a ponytail, a white woman’s strength and a sword in her hand. Her plain face, youthful beauty and beautiful appearance will make her heart beat.
"Desperate Valley?"
Lu Shuang came to the valley of despair.
"I asked all the way. It is said that a beautiful white woman came here more than ten days ago. I don’t know if that beautiful woman is a martial uncle."
Lu Shuang sighed in the heart and walked to the unfeeling valley.
"Living here is a heartless valley, and outsiders are forbidden," said a woman in green who stopped Liu Shuangda.