Guo Jing knew that the elegant and noble son looked like the prince Huodu in Mongolia. The Tibetan monk with thin face was Huodu's senior brother Darba.

He had met with him in the Chongyang Palace in Zhongnan Mountain. Although he had never fought, he was also a first-class expert after hearing from Ma Yu and others. But he was much inferior to him, so there was no need to be afraid of him. What's more, the person who defeated him with his own hands was still standing next to him.

I saw the two men standing on both sides, standing in the middle a Tibetan monk wearing a red robe, extremely tall and thin, and like a bamboo pole. His forehead was slightly sunken, like a plate.

Guo Jing and Huang Rong looked at each other. They had heard Huang Yaoshi talk about the strange martial arts of Tibetan Tantric Buddhism. When they reached a very high level, the top gate was slightly concave. This person was deeply immersed in his heart. Could it be that the martial arts were really profound?

Why have you never heard of such a master in Tibet?

The two of them were secretly wary and bowed to salute at the same time.

Guo Jing said.

"Everyone is here, please take a seat and have a few drinks."

He knew that the visitor was the enemy, nor did he say anything wrong with words like "come, welcome".

Lu Guanying ordered Zhuang Ding to open a new seat and reorganize the cup plate.

The Wu brothers have been helping the master and his wife to handle matters. Wu Xiuwen is quick-witted and skilled, especially the first-class smart and capable figure. He directed Zhuang Ding to arrange seats at the most noble place, but he did not stop apologizing and asked the guests to move their seats.

Wu Xiuwen glanced at Zhou Xuan, but did not make any small moves. Not only Zhou Xuan was there, but Xiaolongnu was also sitting next to him. Moreover, his elder brother's affairs just now seemed to be related to Zhou Xuan. So now, he became much more honest.

Prince Huodu said to the tall and thin Tibetan monk here.

"Master, I will introduce two famous heroes in the Central Plains to you..."

Guo Jing was shocked.

"So he is the master of this Mongolian prince."

The Tibetan monk nodded, his eyes seemingly open and closed.

Prince Huodu said.

"This is Guo Jing and Guo, who have been the marshal of our Mongolian Western Expedition. This is Mrs. Guo, also known as the leader of the Huang Gang of the Beggars' Sect."

The Tibetan monk heard the horoscope of "Mongolian Right Army Marshal of the Western Expedition", and his eyes opened and his eyes shone brightly. He turned around Guo Jing's face, and then half-hung and half-closed again, but he seemed to be careless about the leader of the Beggars' Sect.

Prince Huodu said loudly.

"This is the master of the Tibetan sage, and everyone respectfully calls him the King of Golden Wheel. The current empress of the Great Mongolian Kingdom is named the first national protection master."

What these few sentences are loud and the heroes in the hall can hear them clearly.

Everyone looked at each other in shock and thought.

"We are here to discuss resisting the southern invasion of Mongolia, but why did some Mongolian protectors come?"

Guo Jing didn't know how to deal with these people, so he just said lightly.

"Everyone comes from afar, please drink a few more."

After three rounds of wine, Prince Huodu stood up. He waved his folding fan and opened it, revealing a beautiful peony on the fan, and said loudly.

"Our master and apprentice did not receive a hero's letter today, but came to the hero's banquet. He was always shameless and became an uninvited guest. But when he thought of meeting the wise men, he didn't care much about it. The grand event was rare, and the good times were no longer there. All the heroes of the world gathered here. According to Xiao Wang's opinion, he must elect a hero of all the heroes and leaders of the martial arts world, and think that they are the best of the heroes in the world. What do you think?"

"Dwarf lion" Lei Meng shouted loudly.

"This is true. We have elected the leader of the Beggar Gang, the old leader of the Beggar Gang as the leader of the heroes, and are now electing the deputy leader. What are your opinions?"

Huo Du sneered.

"Hong Qigong has returned to his position long ago. If you push a ghost as the leader, do you think we are all dead?"
Chapter completed!