"Master Ma is really weird today, I don't see him so good on weekdays, but it's no wonder, he is not what he used to be, and he has also made a name for himself in Luoyang, so I don't want to wait for these subordinates to see his ugliness." As soon as Zhang Kun thought about it in his heart, he stopped pestering and took the order to retreat. I happened to meet Wang He, and I deliberately raised my voice and told Wang He that the adults were resting inside, and taught others not to disturb. Wang He and Zhang Kun have always been good friends, and when he saw Zhang Kun taking herbs and linen just now, he guessed that Ma Zongheng might have injured his wounds. At this time, Zhang Kun secretly glanced at him again, so he understood, and immediately instructed the little eunuchs around him.

Ma Zongheng listened inside, but secretly admired that both Zhang and Wang were clever, and if there was a chance to recruit these two people under his command in the future, it would also be a good choice. After a while, Ma Zongheng saw that no one came in, so he returned to the room where Wang Ying was just now.

When Ma Zongheng arrived, the room was empty. The horse looked around and noticed a few pools of blood.

"She's really hurt." Ma Zongheng's face tightened, and suddenly the window opened, and a figure rushed in, it was Wang Ying. Ma Zongheng was startled when he saw that her face was even worse, and hurriedly put the bowl and linen containing the herbs on a few pieces, and then stepped forward to help Wang Ying. Although Wang Ying was a little resistant in her heart, she couldn't struggle, so she could only let the horse be supported by the vertical and horizontal and sat down to the side.

Suddenly, Ma Zongheng's face became solemn, and when he stretched out his hand, he saw that his palms were all bloody.

"You have a wound in the back!?" Ma Zongheng barked eagerly. Wang Ying's face, which was originally delicate, was now haggard, turned her head, and nodded her head lightly.

"Wait, I'll heal you." Ma Zongheng hurriedly stood up Wang Ying's body, and stretched out his hand to take off Wang Ying's clothes. At this time, although Wang Ying was vague, she also knew what Ma Zongheng was going to do, so she cheered up and said hurriedly: "No... Want! ”

Ma Zongheng stopped with a big handbrake, frowned and said: "Miss Wang Ying, Ma has no intention of offending, but your injuries are so serious, and you have delayed for so long, if you don't stop the bleeding immediately, you will definitely die!" ”

"Men and women do not kiss each other... I... I'm with you... Irrelevant... How can you be vain... Take advantage of... You stinking rascal... Don't want to touch me... Otherwise I must... Certain... Kill you..."

After that, Wang Ying's delicate body fell into Ma Zongheng's arms, and she fainted. Ma Zongheng gritted his teeth and said: "Anyway, you say that I am a stinky hooligan, so if I don't take advantage of you, won't I be scolded by you in vain!" ”

Ma Zongheng was sure in his heart, so he began to open Wang Ying's clothes, and as soon as he poked in, he smeared the plump meat ball, which felt really good. However, Ma Zongheng quickly came back to his senses, and secretly scolded himself for taking advantage of the danger of others, and hurriedly dialed Wang Ying in a panic, I don't know how much oil was rubbed in the process, and because Wang Ying had lost consciousness, the whole person fell to Ma Zongheng, faintly, Ma Zongheng also saw the pair of proud white rabbits, and the crotch was straight and angry, fortunately Wang Ying was unconscious at this time, otherwise Ma Zongheng would definitely be broken into pieces.

Of course, rubbing oil is rubbing oil. Ma Zongheng still didn't forget his business, and when he saw that the wound on Wang Ying's back had turned black and purple, and his flesh and blood were blurred, he was frightened for a while, and he was even more pityful. Thinking of such a weak woman, with such a stunning beauty, she deserved to be pampered in every way, but the cruel fate had put such a burden on her back, so she no longer had any evil thoughts, and hurriedly applied the herbs in the bowl to the wound, and then carefully bandaged her, and finally put on her clothes.

After the incident, it was inevitable to touch the wound, Ma Zongheng let Wang Ying lie on a few sons, seeing that her head was still in a cold sweat, her face was haggard and pale, and her heart was painful, and she walked to the window to take a look, and saw that there was a small pool not far away, which was just covered by the stable, and she couldn't see it outside. So, Ma Zongheng jumped out of the window first, washed his hands, tore off the sleeves of the inner wrapper, and after getting wet, he returned to the room to wipe the cold sweat on Wang Ying's face first, and then cleaned up the blood stains in the room. After a busy afternoon, Ma Zongheng was also a little tired, and after closing the window and door, he closed his eyes and recuperated beside him.

Unconsciously, it was dusk, and Zhang Kun's voice was faintly heard outside. Ma Zongheng slept vaguely for a while, heard the shouting, hurriedly put the bloodstained sleeves in his arms, and drove out. When I was young, I saw Zhang Kun and Wang He waiting outside the mansion. It turned out that Zhang Kun and Wang He saw that the time was not early, and Ma Zongheng fell asleep inside, delaying the time to leave the palace, and specially came to remind them, and said that it was inevitable that the turmoil of the previous days would be repeated, and there would be guards guarding outside the mansion later, and asked Ma Zongheng if he wanted to leave with them.

Ma Zongheng also knew that his actions today were very strange, if it weren't for Zhang Kun and Wang He's respect for him, I am afraid that he would have been suspicious a long time ago, so he smiled and said: "You two wait for me for a while, I'll clean up, and I'll leave with the two of you." After leaving the palace, both of you came to my house as guests, and if you hadn't reported it in time that day, I would have been more than lucky. ”

Wang and Zhang were both happy when they heard this, and they thanked each other for their busyness, and waited at the gate of the house. Ma Zongheng nodded in agreement, and then turned back to find Wang Ying, wanting to remind him, but when Ma Zongheng arrived, he found that Wang Ying had long been gone.

"She has injuries on her body, and now the palace is especially well guarded at night, how can she escape?" Ma Zongheng's face changed, and he couldn't help but worry about Wang Ying, but then he thought that it was impossible to find Wang Ying now, so he let out a long sigh and left immediately.

That night, Ma Zongheng took Wang and Zhang back to their home and held a banquet to thank them. At the same time, Ma Zongheng taught people to invite Guo Jia, but Guo Jia politely refused. Although it has not yet been determined, from the moment Cao Cao learned last night that it was Yuan Shao who swore to guarantee that there would be drastic changes in the palace, Ma Zongheng guessed that it must have been Guo Jia's doing. No matter what Guo Jia's intentions are, he can turn evil into good fortune, and he really has to thank him.

But now it seems that Guo Jia doesn't seem to want to get too close to Ma Zongheng, and Ma Zongheng doesn't mind when he listens to the brother who returns, so he starts the banquet. After three rounds of drinking, the brothers drank happily. Ma Zongheng suddenly smiled at Wen Ping: "The general saw that I had just taken office, and gave me a few places for soldiers to be dispatched by me. I have already reported the quotas of Chi Gui'er and Lao Hu, and the general heard that they are also meritorious people, so he also agreed. Now there is one place left, I wonder if Zhongye is willing to serve under me? ”

When Wen Ping heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he bowed his hand: "Master Ma, great kindness, the appointment is unforgettable, and I am willing to serve the work of dogs and horses!" ”

Ma Zongheng was overjoyed when he heard this, so he ordered Pang De, Hu Che'er, and Wen Ping to go with him tomorrow to He Jin to get the order, and then go to the north gate to hand over the order. The three of them received the order, and they were all overjoyed.

So, early the next morning. Ma Zongheng got up early, rarely free, first in the backyard of his home to throw up a set of boxing techniques, first collapse boxing, then Bagua boxing, then Wing Chun, and finally Tai Chi. A rigid and a soft transformation between each other, although the four sets of boxing are different, but in the horse vertical and horizontal cast more and more skillful, handy, from the third set of boxing Wing Chun, is soft with rigidity, endless changes, and finally to Taijiquan, it is natural, giving people a feeling that all things are one, and heaven and earth are integrated.

As soon as the horse made a vertical and horizontal move, he was already sweating profusely, but he felt refreshed, and the pores all over his body seemed to be opened. After experiencing the death battle a few days ago, Ma Zongheng vaguely felt that his martial arts had a feeling that he was about to break through the bottleneck, and now he was summing up what he had learned, reviewing the past and learning the new, integrating it, and finding an opportunity to break through.

"Lao Hu! Here are a few tricks!! Suddenly, Ma Zongheng turned his head to look, and saw a Hu Che'er standing not far away with glowing eyes. When Hu Che'er heard this, he laughed and said, "Lord, you are looking for yourself to be boring, but blame me for not showing mercy!" ”

Hu Che'er laughed, and the person had already jumped up and pounced like a fierce tiger. "You don't have the skills yet!" Ma Zongheng grinned, his eyes flashed, and in an instant he seemed to explode, and as soon as his body turned, Hu Che'er's fists had already swung over, and his fists were like collapsing mountains. Hu Che'er knew that Ma Zongheng was powerful, and now that a few years have passed, Ma Zongheng is even more unfathomable than at the beginning, so Hu Che'er did not dare to be careless, and used the strongest and fiercest offensive as soon as he came.

"Carving insect skills, watch me use Wing Chun to break you~!!" Ma Zongheng shouted, like a thousand-armed Guanyin, with both hands, or pushing or plucking, with an indescribable skill, Hu Che'er's offensive was resolved one by one. The more Hu Che'er attacked, the more frightened he became, and he was busy trying to regain his momentum and withdraw, but he didn't know that the horse suddenly shouted again, and the sound exploded like thunder.

"If you want to escape, look at my gossip!!" Ma Zongheng's hand style changed, his footsteps moved, his posture was fixed, and his waist was strong, and he grabbed Hu Che'er's arm with 'grabbing', and pulled it inward, Hu Che'er only felt a soft but strong force, and all the power exerted by his body was sucked over, and he rushed to Ma Zongheng in front of him, but saw that Ma Zongheng had put out the most powerful punch in the fist Thunder Cannon Boxing's posture, such a close distance, once hit, I'm afraid I can't get up if I don't lie down for half a month, I was so scared that I was anxious to get up and block it, but I knew that the horse suddenly changed his moves, dragged Hu Che'er abdomen with one hand, and his posture swung up, looking at the push, Hu Che'er was immediately thrown high by the horse, and then fell to the ground.

This series of actions is smooth, and the transformation between rigidity and softness is extremely harmonious, as if it contains the principle of yin and yang.

"True gods too!" Wen Ping's eyes widened, and he was shocked. Pound was a pair of lion eyes shining brightly, and his whole body exuded an exuberant momentum, like a male master with fur erected.

"Red Devil, don't come soon!!" Suddenly, Ma Zongheng shouted, and Pound immediately jumped up, and after a few movements, he flew in front of Ma Zongheng. The fists flew up, but it was the gossip fist.

Soft and dexterous, random and changeable, is the essence of Bagua Boxing. Ma Zongheng's eyes lit up, but he used his fist to break it.

The moves together, I saw that the two of them were fist-fighting, one was strong and unrestrained, the other was soft and changeable, you came and went, and they were not equal. Hu Che'er had already stepped aside, staring wide, carefully observing the two of them's moves, and then remembering them.

When the two fought to the white heat, Pound took the change first, stepped across, the body flew around, avoiding Ma Zongheng's collapse fist attack, and was about to turn the soft into rigid, when the collapse punch was cast, Ma Zongheng's arm was like a snake suddenly in a pocket, and his body turned, that is, he saw that his palm pushed Pound's elbow, and the other hand was eager to push up, 'bang', Pound actually weirdly swung a foot away, staggered a few steps, and stabilized his body.