Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Wu Shan turned to look at his cousin.

Seeing the somewhat distorted expression on his cousin's face, Wu Shan also suddenly remembered the time before.

My cousin and Murong Fu had their share of the festival.

"No, just kill him. Wouldn't it be nice to let him die violently on the street? In this way, who would dare to mess with us?"

Wu Shan pinched Mrs. Zhang's face with one hand.

Well, this feels really good.

Mrs. Zhang's expression remained the same as before. It was obvious that there had been some special relationship between the two before this.

"No, cousin, I just want to torture him..."

If a woman has that kind of resentment, it will be endless.

After Mrs. Zhang finished speaking, she still muttered and looked at Wu Shan.

Wu Shan's eyes suddenly flashed with lust.

"Okay! Find a place to stop. By the way, as my cousin said, bring that boy and the nun back together. As for that Zhuge Qingyun, if he dares to block the way, he will be destroyed directly."

Wu Shan stared straight at Mrs. Zhang.

And Mrs. Zhang seemed to know what was going to happen next.

He even leaned closer to Wu Shan's arms.

"Cousin, my cousin is completely dependent on you."

Mrs. Zhang breathed like orchid into Wu Shan's ear, and her watery eyes did not stay too long on Wu Shan's body.

It's just that Mrs. Zhang slightly opened the gap in her top, revealing a small piece of white tenderness.

The more half-covered it is, the more unbearable it is.

Wu Shan gasped, feeling as if his throat was on fire.

The eyes even wished they could grow on Mrs. Zhang’s body.

But soon.

Mrs. Zhang's breathing suddenly became a little rapid...

"If we leave like this, will Mrs. Zhang and the head of that aristocratic family let us go so easily?"

Zhuge Qingyun felt a little unreal.

They just took their things and left.

The other party was polite to them and didn't even take action directly.

Could it be that there is some back-up plan?

Miao Yi Nu Bodhisattva looked at Murong Fu with a surprised expression.

The look on his face was like a frightened little rabbit.

There is also great sadness between his eyebrows.

Because in her opinion, it was because of her that Murong Fu offended Shang Wu Shan and the others.

And Wu Shan is the number one family in Pengcheng.

In a city, a family that can be called the first aristocratic family must have powerful abilities.

and means.

Thinking of this, Miaoyi Nu Bodhisattva felt even more regretful.

"Husband, I'm sorry..."

"Why apologize? It's just Wu Shan. Even without you, we will run into each other sooner or later. And if we are hesitant, I might as well find a place to farm. Why bother?"

Murong Fu had a very confident look on his face.

His attitude obviously did not treat Wu Shan or the so-called No. 1 family in Pengcheng.

All ignored.

After all, soldiers will block it, and water will cover it. Don't think too much about anything.

After Miaoyi Nu Bodhisattva heard Murong Fu say something like this.

The scowl that had just risen on his face immediately disappeared.

Such a changeable face made Murong Fu a little confused.

Zhuge Qingyun on the side also had a lot of black lines appearing on his forehead at this moment.

Good guy.

What a great guy.

While walking on the road, I ate a meal of dog food for no reason.

But think about it carefully.

Along the way, he didn't just eat like this.

It can be said that every meal is full.

At this moment, I am still used to it.

"Actually, Brother Fang, he's quite a nice person, and he's quite comfortable in fighting."

At this time, Zhuge Qingyun actually missed Fang Zisheng.

When he was in the Qizhen Pavilion just now, Fang Zisheng really didn't fight back much.

For Zhuge Qingyun, the fight was really a relief.

Now Zhuge Qingyun can recall that feeling.

Well, it's pretty good.

"Husband!!"

The female Bodhisattva Miaoyi, who was shrinking in Murong Fu's arms, suddenly felt a fierce murderous intention rushing towards them from the darkness.

Her perception is not weak at all.

And the other party didn't make any cover up about his murderous intention.

Three flying knives flew directly towards Murong Fu and the others.

These three flying knives seemed to be piercing the three people like the three cold lights.

Murong Fu picked up Miao Yi without any panic and ran away.

The same goes for Zhuge Qingyun.

These three flying knives are a test.

At this moment, Zhuge Qingyun was slandering in his heart.

Someone is really here, okay, I’m going to take action on you!

"Who is it?! Why don't you show up and fight? What's the point of hiding? If you're not a thief, then show up and fight!"

It can be regarded as a sandbag.

I don't know why, maybe it was because of the fact that he had beaten Fang Zisheng just now, but at this time Zhuge Qingyun felt that he was extremely powerful.

To put it bluntly, I gained a lot of confidence from Fang Zisheng.

When Qingshu heard this, he suddenly sneered in his heart.

Over the years, he did not know how many murders he had done for Wu Shan.

Many murders and family destruction were all done by him.

Now he is actually being called a thief.

"Wow!! I, Qingshu, have been in Pengcheng for so many years, and I don't know how many people have died at my hands, but to be called that by a kid like you, huh!"

Qingshu's face turned pale with a smile.

His eyes were filled with murderous intent.

The spiritual energy in the body is also surging rapidly.

After taking one step, he came directly in front of Zhuge Qingyun.

Zhuge Qingyun's eyes widened.

So fast.

"Boy, go to hell."

Next to Murong Fu was the Bodhisattva Miaoyi.

In Qingshu's opinion, that's all.

Except for Miao Yi, they can't be killed. After all, there is that annoying temple.

You won't gain anything by killing him, but you'll get a lot of trouble.

Qingshu could see very clearly who could be killed and who would be in a lot of trouble if killed.

Cold sweat broke out on Zhuge Qingyun's forehead.

This blow would kill him or seriously injure him.

Damn it, I couldn't dodge this attack, he locked my movement space.

With this murderous intent, does he want to kill me with one blow?

Zhuge Qingyun clenched his upper and lower teeth tightly together.

At this moment, he also felt a little regretful, as if he had been too much.

"You seem crazy to kill someone in front of me."

Murong Fu naturally couldn't watch his friend die in Qingshu's hands.

What's more, Qingshu is just a bigger ant in his eyes.

There is no threat at all.