I felt Huang Rong in her arms fell asleep. I was afraid that she would be cold when she fell asleep, so I gently carried her back to the cave. I placed Huang Rong on the hay and set a fire beside her. Huang Rong cried and laughed for a long time, but she was really tired. She slept sweetly. I just didn't know if I was the fool Guo Jing who dreamed of me or the stupid boy.

I wanted to remove Huang Rong's wet clothes, but after thinking about it, I still put down this tempting idea. Now that Huang Rong is doing well, it is not easy to cause trouble. Besides, the old beggar Hong Qigong has been staying in the cave, which will be embarrassing at that time. So I just approached Huang Rong and lit a fire to help her drive away the cold.

Hong Qigong opened his eyes from the exercise of skills again, sighed, and said without saying anything, but he was quite affectionate and lonely. I sat down next to Hong Qigong and whispered: "Senior Hong, it's true that Ouyang Xiaozhe stole the boat I drove. It seems that we have to think of another way to leave this deserted island." After a pause, he asked: "Senior Hong, Rong'er has told me about your injury just now. How are you injured now? Do you need me to help you with me?"

Mr. Hong Qi shook his head and sighed again, "This time, the old beggar can survive from death. The King of Hell is not open to his eyes. The old beggar cannot die, and it is difficult to live. Unexpectedly, the old beggar will become a useless person for a lifetime. Boy Yang, you don't have to worry about the old beggar, but you should think of a way to take Huang Meitou away from this deserted island as soon as possible. This time, the old beggar master and apprentice have implicated the little girl." As he said that, he coughed again.

I felt a little sad when I saw the old beggar. The martial arts masters can bleed and lose their lives, but the most unbearable thing is to become a useless person. If Mr. Hong was not in such a state, he would have probably broken himself long ago. Although I could not be a good person, I was deeply impressed by a hero like Mr. Hong Qigong. He smiled and said, "Senior Hong, don't be discouraged. As the saying goes, there is no way for the world to be a way out, and Mr. Hong's injuries are not helpless."

When Mr. Hong Qi's eyes lit up when he heard this, he immediately dimmed again, and shook his head and said, "You don't have to comfort the old beggar, you know the old beggar's injuries."

I smiled slightly and said to Hong Qigong: "Senior Hong, do you know that people only know that sitting and thinking is the result of improving virtue, but they do not know that a high-level person is perfect and conscious, and has both body and use, and that is moving and still, even if he is reluctant, he will be calm." I casually recited the words in the "Nine Yin Sutra". With Hong Qigong's cultivation, he could naturally hear the mystery.

Hong Qigong trembled, closed his eyes and pondered for a while, and suddenly there was a sensation of strength. He grabbed my hand and said happily: "Boy, where did the mantra you said come from?"

Looking at the anxious look of old beggar, I smiled and said, "What is the old poison thinking about day and night? What does this mantra come from? Senior Hong has a clear understanding of it?"

Hong Qigong suddenly laughed, not knowing what he remembered, and then said, "The old beggar is not as greedy as the old poison. Boy, you are a good person, don't always call the seniors and seniors. If you don't dislike it, just call the seventh man like Huang Yatou."

I am naturally happy to be able to make Hong Qigong so value it. With a shout of "Qigong", you can't just protect your apprentice. At least I can pursue Huang Rong fairly with Guo Jing. Hong Qigong said to me impatiently: "Come on, help me up, I want to go out and move."

I quickly got up and helped Hong Qigong up and slowly helped him out of the cave. Hong Qigong was nestled in the rock for a day and a night, and was shining on his body by the sunlight, and his spirit was refreshed. I was afraid that Hong Qigong would not move for a long time and his hands and feet would become numb, so I helped him walk slowly for a while.

Gong Hong Qigong found a flat open space, waved his hand at me, and signaled to stop here. I knew Gong Hong Qigong was going to punch, so I immediately let go of his hand holding him. Gong Hong Qigong calmed down, pulled out the shelf, and gave a palm, but his body was unstable and he was stumbled and seemed to be about to fall.

I knew that at this time, I could only rely on Mr. Hong Qigong's own efforts and did not go forward to help him. Mr. Hong Qigong finally stood still, took a few breaths, and then slapped another palm. After a long time of slapping, a set of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms actually hit him for half an hour. As expected, the more he practiced, the more he became more energetic. After the attack, although he was still weak in palm wind, his feet were calm and his body was already very stable.

It happened that Huang Rong woke up at this time, rubbed her eyes and walked out of the cave. Seeing that Hong Qigong was not only able to walk by himself, but also practicing the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. She was both surprised and happy. She ran up and pulled Hong Qigong's hand and asked, "Qigong, have you healed from injury?"

Hong Qigong touched Huang Rong's head lovingly and said with a smile: "Silly girl, that's easy to be so fast." Looking at Huang Rong's puzzled eyes, he continued: "Fortunately, Xiao Yang reminded me with the words from the "Nine Yin Jing" that I realized that the more I move my kung fu is, the more beneficial it will be after being injured. Fortunately, the timely activities are, and although the martial arts cannot be fully restored in the short term, it is still possible to restore the three or four success power."

Huang Rong felt a little disappointed, and felt that the three and four success power was too little, but it was easy to say it out. She reluctantly smiled and wanted to comfort Hong Qigong. Hong Qigong was so kind that she had long seen what Huang Rong was thinking, and said seriously: "Rong'er, we should not be too greedy in life. Although these three and four percent of the skills are less, it is a world of difference compared to the way we move just now."

Huang Rong thought about it, she was a little girl's character, so she nodded immediately and said, "Seventh Duke, when you are injured, let's go find the old poison..." When she said this, she suddenly remembered that Ouyang Feng and Guo Jing had both died in the sea, so there was no way to talk about revenge. She felt sad and lowered her head and said sadly.

Hong Qigong naturally knew what Huang Rong was thinking, and his heart was also sad. He secretly sighed that his stupid disciple was not lucky. However, he didn't want to look at Huang Rong's sadness. He immediately touched his stomach and sighed: "After moving for a while, his stomach was so hungry that he would have to trouble the two little guys to make some food for the old man."

Although the boat I drove away secretly by Ouyang Ke, the big bag of food I brought up was not found by Ouyang Ke. Huang Rong thought the food inside was not fresh, so she asked me to beat two rabbits, washed them and roasted them on the fire. Unexpectedly, there was oil, salt, sauce and vinegar in the big bag of food. Huang Rong took them one by one to taste them, and soon the rabbit was roasted with fragrance. Hong Qigong smelled the fragrance and stared at the roasted rabbit and swallowed his saliva.

Huang Rong looked at Hong Qigong's anxious look, smiled and tear a rabbit's leg and handed it to Hong Qigong. Hong Qigong hurriedly took it, not caring about burning his mouth, and started to chew it in a breath.

Hong Qigong had the best appetite. When Huang Rong's rabbit was baked, half of the rabbit had entered Hong Qigong's stomach. Just looking at Hong Qigong's food, you would definitely not tell that this was a seriously injured guy. After a rabbit was drunk, Hong Qigong patted his stomach with satisfaction, burped, and sighed comfortably: "Rong'er, you are really good at craftsmanship. The old beggar can eat so deliciously, and the injury has healed a little faster."

Huang Rong laughed and said, "Seventh Duke, since you like to eat it, Rong'er will roast wild game for you every day."

When Mr. Hong Qigong was overjoyed when he heard this, he said with a smile: "That's a blessing in disguise." After a pause, he sighed: "It's so delicious but without wine. It's really a shortcoming." Looking at his mouth, he always looked like he was addicted to alcohol.

I laughed and said, "Seven Gongshu, I have wine, I'm afraid you don't like drinking it."

When Mr. Hong Qigong heard that there was alcohol, he couldn't stop his addiction and quickly said, "The old beggar turned into a beggar for so many years, so what else can't be drunk? Come on, come quickly."

I saw that Hong Qigong was already drooling, so I quickly took out a gourd from the big bag of food and handed it to Hong Qigong: "Qigong, this is what you said. If it doesn't taste good, don't blame me."

Mr. Hong took the gourd, pulled the plug and took a sip. His expression changed. He opened his mouth and wanted to spit it out. He looked at me smiling and quickly swallowed hard, swallowing the things in his mouth, but his expression was very strange. Seeing this, Huang Rong glared at me with a weird look and blamed him: "Mr. Qi's injury has not healed yet, what have you given him drink."

Although Huang Rong was young and this slight anger monster was not charming, it also had a different charm. I quickly laughed and wanted to explain, but Hong Qigong laughed beside him and said, "It's better to do it. That guy gave me cooking wine. Although the taste was strange, it was still wine." As he said that, he laughed and took another sip.

The three of them sat around the fire, and they were happy. After Huang Rong talked and laughed, their sadness faded a lot. After Hong Qigong was full, he stood up and practiced the palm technique for half an hour, and his spirit was even better. Huang Rong and I were secretly happy for him when we saw this. I knew that although Hong Qigong was open-minded, he also had a competitive spirit. There was a glimmer of hope. Naturally, he would work hard. However, his injuries are heavy now and it is not possible to heal in a short while. Hong Qigong said it clearly, but in fact he was not in a hurry. I was afraid that Hong Qigong would be eager to achieve success, but instead failed to achieve it. So after Hong Qigong practiced for half an hour, he deliberately said: "Qigong, you have a reluctant request, and I hope Qigong will fulfill it."

After hearing this, Hong Qigong stopped his move, walked back and sat down and smiled, "You kid can save Lao Beihua, so don't be polite there, just say anything."

I smiled slightly and said to Hong Qigong: "Qigong, it's not to be concealed. Although I have learned the famous "Nine Yin Scriptures" in the martial arts world, most of them are exploring by myself, and I don't understand many things, so I want to ask Qigong to give me some advice."

When Mr. Hong Qi was slightly stunned when he heard this, he understood my intention after a second thought. He nodded and said, "You always bet on Hua's mind. It's good if you have any questions. If you have any questions, please ask me. Hua's mind will speak."
Chapter completed!