"Zhang Sanfeng doesn’t even know who they are." The young man looked at their brothers and wondered in his heart. "Wudang Zhang Zhenren is the first master in the past few hundred years, which means that he can be compared with Dharma."

"Dharma, a foreign monk, I know what he is. It’s boring." The two brothers knew Dharma’s father, but obviously they didn’t put it in their eyes. Instead, they gave a hand and said, "It seems that what wudang zhang sanfeng is not so good. Our brother, this is not what you said. * * We have a bronze skin and an iron frame. Once we exercise our skills, our appearance can be isolated from all vitality and we are dead."
"There is such a martial art that the master has never told me." The young man remembered that they met their old dragon lying on the road and elbowed and even made a big metal bell ring. "It was really a good name."
"Ha ha, do you think it’s our martial arts name or our names?" Every time they say a word, they laugh. They say a few more words as if there is nothing to worry about in this world.
"Everything is fine, everything is fine." The young man said, "What did I say? You are cold and hard. It turns out that you have practiced this magical skill. It really is a first-class and high."
"Well, it’s good." Everyone likes to listen to those two old people, and they like to listen to good words as children. I think this guy looks pretty pleasing to the eye. "You are also good at kung fu. How about we change the game or fight with us?"
"Yes," the young man nodded. "I don’t think this game is fun either. Fighting is not fun. Why don’t we change it to a more interesting game?"
"More interesting games" The two old people generally looked like they heard more interesting games, and their eyes lit up and they chattered, "What games are quick to say?"
The young man smiled slightly. "How about we play a game of asking and answering?"
On the left, he asked, "What do you mean, ask me and answer?" On the right, he pouted, "It’s just talking. What’s the point of talking? It’s still fun to fight."
Chapter four hundred and thirty The Southern Song Dynasty Legacy Minister
The young man Lang haha laughed. "Of course it’s interesting. Don’t you want to know my name and what I will fall into the sea?"
The two brothers looked at each other and said, "Let me ask you first what is that round ball on your shoulder, hidden weapons."
"Pearl" The young man consciously touched his left shoulder and bandaged the wound. "This is playing you." He paused and thought, "Even a three-year-old child in this world knows that playing them is not trying to play me again."
"What is a bomb?" The two old children looked at him with a full face of curiosity. There was no fake sample. "It’s strange that there is gunpowder in this hidden weapons, like narrowing the shells."
"Play is" when the young population was about to explain, he suddenly closed his mouth tightly and smiled. "According to the rules of the question-and-answer game, it’s my turn to ask now."
"You ask, you ask, you ask quickly." The bronze exhibition arms couldn’t wait to show him the heart.
"I want to ask" the young man suddenly didn’t know what to ask, because he had so many questions that he didn’t know how to start. He thought about it and then said, "What is this place?"
Iron bones scrambled to say, "Here’s the island. Okay, I asked you a question. You should answer me what it is."
"Heritage Island" The young man thought to himself, "I have never heard of this name, but the accent of these people is also the southern accent of China. Who are they?"
"Hey, what are you talking about?" The two brothers saw that he was all lost in thought and worried.
"Play, play, that is, you guessed it right, that is, you narrowed the artillery firing, and it was so big that it was called a pistol." The young man gestured with a gun, and his mouth said, "This kind of hot weapon is extremely lethal. Even an expert in Dan Jin dare not say that he must have escaped."
"Ha, ha, ha, you little braggart." The two brothers laughed derisively as if listening to the Arabian Nights. "You also want to play with our two Mongolian Tartar cannons. We’ve all heard that they are natural enemies, but it’s impossible with such a small pistol."
"It’s true," the young man said. "Isn’t there anyone who knows a little about the present culture in this island? Are you a foreign language in history?"
"Ah, that’s right." Clap your hands with the copper skin and say, "We left the island and didn’t become princes."
The young man gawked, "Don’t be a courtier."
The two brothers said proudly, "Of course, the Tatars can destroy our country, but they can’t kill all my adherents and never surrender."
When they said this, they swept away the smirk with great momentum and dignity. Obviously, this is an extremely important thing for them and something that is integrated into their bones.
The young man asked, "Did you take refuge overseas in the Tatar Heritage Island?"
"What dynasty was it?" The two brothers felt their skulls as if they had never heard of the last dynasty of the Han people.
"Chao Zhu Yuanzhang, Emperor Hongwu" The young man sighed when he saw their reaction to this famous name "Zhu Yuanzhang". "Zhu Yuanzhang was the emperor who revolted from the Mongols at the end of Yuan Dynasty. Oh, my God, you don’t even know who you really are."
"Take back the Jiangshan from the Tatar" The two brothers suddenly got excited and tore their beards, eyebrows and hair so hard that they were all bloody. "Ow!" The silly call finally fell to their knees and raised their hands to the sky and cried sadly, "Heaven has eyes, the Tatar has finally destroyed the emperor, Lord Lu. Have you all heard it?"
The young man was stunned to see that they were excited for a long time and almost fainted for a long time before they eased up. Each of them took the young man’s hand and said, "You say it’s true that Mongolian Tatars are extinct, please tell us in detail."
The young man said, "Mongolia established the Mongolian Empire and ruled China for more than 100 years, but it has long been extinct. It has been 600 years since now. How can I elaborate on this?"
"More than 700 years have passed, yes, more than 700 years have passed." The two brothers are no longer smiling and laughing. "Today, if this little brother hadn’t sued us for our heritage, I still don’t know."
"Isn’t that the end of the Song Dynasty for more than 700 years? He said this Lord Lu." The young man touched his nose and said in an incredible tone, "Are you the queen of the cliff?"
Ya shan Hou zhong Hua
The root of China was broken in the cliff mountain. In those years, Lu Xiufu stole the sea behind the back of King Wei of Song, and 100,000 soldiers and civilians in Jiangsu and Zhejiang swore to follow the Chinese pulse to the death. In a blink of an eye, more than 700 years have passed. Who still remembers the situation?
"Yes," the sleeves of the two brothers wiped the tears from the corners of their eyes with a little sob. "Our ancestors followed Lord Lu to throw dead bodies in the sea of Ya Shan Da Song. Our ancestors were lucky not to die and finally drifted to this isolated island."
The young man seems to be listening to the Arabian Nights. He has also heard that there are still many isolated islands in the Pacific Ocean that have not yet been trodden, but he never imagined that one of them would live with the last bit of Chinese blood. This is simply the Peach Blossom Garden.
Among them, the residents don’t know whether there are Han people, let alone Wei and Jin dynasties
"Have you lived on this island for 700 years? No wonder you’ve never heard of it, and Zhang Sanfeng has never seen a pistol."
The copper skin bowed to the end and said, "Thank you, little brother, for not asking your name."
The young man also gave a ceremony saying, "I dare not thank you for saving my life in Quyong."
Of course, this young man is Qu Yong. After he fell into the sea, he drifted with a warm current. Although he was in a coma, his body muscles had already protected themselves. The muscles at the muzzle of those sword wounds were tightly attached to seal the blood vessels, otherwise the bleeding alone would flow to his death.
In this way, he drifted in the sea for seven days and six nights to protect his life, and he fell into a self-protection and self-defense coma until he was discovered by fishermen on this island three days ago.
"The name QuYong is too vulgar." The two brothers shook their heads and praised it. "That is absolutely not as good as our brothers. My name is bronze and his name is iron."
Qu Yong said with a smile, "Nice to meet you"