After a while, Yue Qing asked: "Young Lord, can you come down?" Wen Wenxin struggled hard and couldn't break free from the bindings on his feet. He was so embarrassed. He obviously couldn't come down, but how could he say these words? He just blushed and remained silent. Yue Qing said: "Don't move, be careful of falling. I'll come up to help you." He jumped high and tried to grab the tree trunk to climb up, but the tree trunk was very high and he couldn't catch it with this leap. He immediately used his hands and feet to climb up the tree trunk.

Climbing to the middle of the tree trunk, I suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves, and a group of people came from the north. At this time, the morning light was fading, and it was about to dawn. Yue Qing thought to himself: "Why are there people on their way so early?" In an instant, the group of people had arrived under the tree, and there were nine people and horses in total. The nine people were surprised to see a big girl climbing on a tall tree, and reined in their horses to watch. Yue Qing said angrily, "What's there to see? Just go your way!" The nine people ignored them, and they were even more surprised to see a young man tied to the top of the tree.

Before Yue Qing reached the top of the tree, he raised his energy and jumped up. He grabbed a branch in mid-air with his left hand, pulled it, used the momentum to flip up, and jumped to Wen Wenxin's side. The two people under the tree cheered in unison: "What a handsome Qinggong!" Yue Qing untied the cloth strips on Wen Wenxin's feet and asked in a low voice: "Are you not injured?" She asked softly, Wen Wenxin was greatly relieved after hearing this, and said: "Nothing." He pulled the branch and swung, and jumped down from a height of several feet. Yue Qing followed him down and saw the nine people on the horse pointing and being unscrupulous and rude. He couldn't help but feel angry and glanced at them.

I saw nine people, old and young, all dressed in luxurious clothes. All of them had straight backs and were strong and strong. In the center was a middle-aged wealthy gentleman in his forties. The wealthy gentleman had a delicate face, a handsome face, and an elegant appearance. He was wearing a sapphire blue windbreaker and an octagonal hat, with a square piece of fuyu sewn in the middle of the hat. Yue Qing had been working in a logistics company since he was a child and was very familiar with jewelry. At this moment, a few feet away, he could still see the beautiful jade shining brightly. He knew it was a priceless treasure. He sewed it on the hat so casually, not afraid of losing it. He was curious and couldn't help but look at him one more time.

When the rich gentleman saw her beauty and graceful figure, his heart moved and he whispered a few words to a middle-aged man next to him. The man nodded, suddenly laughed loudly, and said loudly: "You little thief must have stolen someone's things and hung them high in a tree." An old man asked with a smile: "What did you say you stole? Why is his sister so eager to save him?" He said with a frivolous tone and a slippery look.

Wen Wenxin was filled with anger and could not vent his anger. After hearing these words, he suddenly jumped up and slapped the old man in the face. The old man was riding on a horse, more than ten feet away from him. He slapped him in the face in one leap, which was beyond everyone's expectation. Everyone couldn't help but rein in their horses and retreat, looking at each other in astonishment. How can the old man bear this tone if he doesn't guard against being insulted? He immediately dismounted and reached out to grab his clothes. Wen Wenxin hooked his wrist with his backhand. The old man also has martial arts skills. He can use his grasp to transform his palm into a fist, and punch through the bottom of his palm. The two started fighting on the side of the road.

Although Wen Wenxin was beaten by Min Jiageng, his muscles and bones were not injured. Firstly, the person he liked was watching the fight, and secondly, he was too angry to stretch out, so he used Baguazhang more and more cruelly. The old man couldn't catch the move and was hit twice on the shoulder, staggering back a few steps. He must have been excited to come up again, and immediately someone shouted: "Mr. He, please step back, this kid is a bit evil."

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure jumped down from the horse. The old man got out of the way immediately. Wen Wenxin and Yue Qing couldn't help but pay attention when they saw this man's skill. But I saw that he had a purple face, a powerful expression, and a tall body. He stood more than half a head taller than Wen Wenxin. He put his hands behind his back, looked at Wen Wenxin, and asked: "Are you a descendant of Wanlan? Is your master's surname Wen or Wang?" He looked arrogant, not taking the other person seriously at all.

Wen Wenxin was furious and shouted: "Can you take care of it?" The man smiled slightly and said, "As long as the descendants of Wanlan are the descendants of Wan Lan, we can take care of it." Wen Wenxin was originally a delicate person, but this time he suffered repeated setbacks. In his rage, he did not think carefully about the meaning of his words, and struck him on the knee with a "Thunder Strike" move, which was very fast.

The man smiled slightly, waved his right hand lightly, took a step to the left, and immediately resolved the blow. Once Wen Wenxin's Youshen Bagua Palm is used, he does not stop. Every step he takes follows the pattern of the innate Bagua. The turns are as desired, the four tips are unified, and he runs quickly around the opponent's body. The palms are struck faster and faster. The big man made very short moves with his hands. He only showed moves and never touched Wen Wenxin's palm. However, every move he made was the nemesis of Wen Wenxin's palm technique, which often forced him to close his palms and change his posture before he could fully use the move. In an instant, Wen Wenxin struck more than forty palms, but none of them touched the corner of his clothes. The people who came with the big man were delighted and couldn't stop cheering.

Wen Wenxin became anxious, ran faster, and tightened his palm skills. The big man was still taking time off, with a smile on his face, waving or pressing his palms, as if he was practicing boxing alone. At this time, Wen Wenxin could already see that although the opponent's move was very short, his feet followed the innate Bagua pattern, and his position was not messy at all. He once heard his mother say that there is an extremely profound inner Bagua Kung Fu in Baguazhang. Only after you have mastered the outer Bagua Kung Fu to its peak can you start to learn it. But once you master it, you can use your stillness to stop and defeat the enemy's advance, and you will be almost invincible in the world. The person in front of him was clearly giving way to him. As long as he really made a move, he could knock him down in one move. The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. He jumped back, bowed and clasped his fists and said, "This junior is too blind to see the mountains. It turns out that the seniors of our sect have arrived!" He bowed deeply.

The man smiled slightly and still asked: "Is your master's surname surnamed Wen or Wang?" Wen Wenxin had been told by his mother not to reveal his identity in front of others, in case his enemies knew about it, which would set back his revenge, so he hesitated to answer. The man smiled and said, "You have a wide range of skills. It seems that you belong to the school of Senior Brother Hongwei. Brother, don't you think so?" The last words were addressed to another strong man on the horse. The strong man, who was nearly fifty years old, got off his horse and said to Wen Wenxin: "Where is your master? Lead us to meet him. I am your uncle Li, and this is my brother. You can become your uncle." He laughed loudly.

Wen Wenxin knew that his father Wen Hongwei's master was Li Shiyu, the boss of Wanlan Group. Mr. Li was proficient in Baguazhang and Bagua Dao, and later he created his own Mighty Penetrating Fist, Glory Claws, and Domineering Steel Wrist. At that time, he was so majestic that he was known as "horses treading on both sides of the Yellow River, punching the north and south." The man in front of him was surnamed Li, and he was also a master of Baguazhang. It was definitely true. But he was of a delicate nature, so he asked, "How do you and Wan Lanli always call each other?" The two men looked at each other and smiled, and the strong man said, "That is our brothers' ancestor. Don't you believe it yet? Where is Senior Brother Wen?"

Without hesitation, Wen Wenxin threw himself on the ground, kowtowed a few times, called his uncle, and said, "My late father passed away long ago. Didn't my uncle receive the obituary?"

The elder's name was Li Hongsheng, and his brother's name was Li Hongming. They were both sons of Li Shiyu. After Li Shiyu suffered a setback at the hands of the Cooperation Society, he returned home and took over the Wanlan Logistics Group. From then on, he closed his doors and thanked customers. He died the next year. Wen Hongwei was his first disciple, but the friendship between master and apprentice was ordinary. He left Shanghai early after completing his studies and did not work in Wanlan Group. After the Wanlan Group stopped taking over, the Li brothers entered official careers and were proud of themselves. They never cared about their senior brother in Tiaye. Therefore, although the two parties were not far apart, the Li brothers did not know the news of Wen Hongwei's death.

Li Hongsheng sighed, turned around and whispered a few words to the rich gentleman. The rich gentleman glanced sideways at Yue Qing from the corner of his eyes and nodded happily. Li Hongsheng said to Wen Wenxin, "You live not far from here, right? You take my brother to pay homage to your father's funeral. We have been separated for more than twenty years, and we never thought we would never see each other again." He paused, stretched out his hand to the rich gentleman, and introduced: "You come to see Mr. Wu, we are all working under Mr. Wu."

When Wen Wenxin saw that the rich gentry had a noble bearing and thought he was a high-ranking official in the country, he accepted experts like the Li brothers to work for him. He immediately stepped forward and bowed down. Mr. Wu only waved his hand and said, "Please get up!" but did not return the greeting. Wen Wenxin was slightly angry and thought to himself: "What a big air!"