Strange Worlds: The Sequence

In the courtyard, Murong Yue stood under the osmanthus tree.

The internal force fills the palm, then dissipates the internal force, gathers it again, and dissipates again.

Seeing her enjoying herself, Chen Yuyan didn't make a sound to interrupt Murong Yue's happiness.

"From now on, you won't need to light the lights at night, it's really convenient."

Murong Yue stretched out his hand, clenched his fist and kept shaking it in circles, like a child playing with fireworks during Chinese New Year, with a clean and pure smile.

Eighteen years of age, eight years of soul.

Murong Yue's family is broken, but fortunately she has a good mother.

Although her childhood was bitter, it was beautiful.

After seeing Murong getting more and more happy, Chen Yuyan came to her side and asked with a smile:

"How, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

"Well, you didn't lie to me, but how did you do it?"

Murong Yue looked at Chen Yuyan with admiration, convinced.

"Obviously I practiced hard for more than two months before, and I didn't feel anything."

Chen Yuyan glanced at her, and said lightly:

"Have you ever seen someone who became a warrior just by eating pickled vegetables and steamed buns every day?"

Murong Yue supported his chin and thought for a while, then added weakly:

"I also ate wontons."

Chen Yuyan:

"Don't think about your wontons, come and learn martial arts from me."

Chen Yuyan glared at Murong Yue angrily, causing the latter to shrink back in fright.

"oh oh."

Murong Yue quickly stood up obediently, concentrated and concentrated.

What Chen Yuyan intends to teach Murong Yue is to throw the stele hand, which is one of the seventy-two unique skills from Shaolin, and its explosive power is even higher than that of the Hopeless Knife.

Even the consumption of internal energy is extremely terrifying.

But it is one of the most suitable martial arts for Murong Yue, coupled with her "Deep Pollution" feature "Gluttony", let alone gods block and kill gods, Buddhas block and kill Buddhas, at least there are few opponents in the same realm.

But in the interior scene, she is still a little bitch.

"Fall, the essence of the stele of the big fall lies in this word."

Chen Yuyan stood in front of Murong Yue, gesticulating with his hands, explaining the key points of throwing down the stele hand.

The latter listened really seriously and learned really slowly.

Chen Yuyan's mouth was dry when he spoke, and Murong Yue still hadn't figured out how to do it.

Chen Yuyan at the beginning: irritable, crazy, you don't understand this?

Chen Yuyan now: Respect and blessing.

He now understands why Murong Yue was kicked out of the martial arts hall.

But even so, Chen Yuyan didn't show the slightest hint of impatience on his face, and continued to repeat tirelessly.

At the back, Murong Yue himself felt that it was too slow, with unconscious embarrassment interspersed on his face, he said dryly:

"Am I so stupid that I can't learn such a simple thing?"

Chen Yuyan looked as usual, "It's because this martial arts book is too complicated, so don't think too much about it."

"It took me half a month to get started."

It took half a month to make a groove in other people's heads with a big wrestling tablet.

he added in his mind.

Hearing Chen Yuyan's words, Murong Yue felt relieved, regained his self-confidence, and continued to study hard.

Chen Yuyan stopped moving and looked at her quietly.

Sometimes confidence and perseverance are more important than talent.

Chen Yuyan wants to personally cultivate a "gluttonous" Murong Yue who is stronger and more oppressive than in the plot.

Baishawu, Yanwu hall.

Of the more than 100 streets in Qingke County, Yanziwu occupies 90 of them, Zhengshiwu accounts for 70%, and Baishawu accounts for 30%.

As for the piers, Yanziwu occupies eighteen, Zhengshiwu and Baishawu each occupy one.

As for other gangs, they have no place in Qingke County.

There can only be one voice in Qingke County, and that is Twelve Links.

In the Martial Arts Hall, there were a lot of people, and the noise never stopped from the very beginning.

"Tell me what to do now? Zhengshiwu is bullying us, why are you just sitting there!"

In the center of the Martial Arts Hall, there is Zhang Taishi's chair at the top, but it is empty.

Under the first seat above, there are six chairs, all of which are full of people.

The person who spoke just now was the middle-aged man sitting on the far right.

He has fierce eyes, a bald head with six scars on his face, and he is one of the hall masters of Baishawu, "Evil Monk" Kou Yong.

"Wait a little longer, wait until the dock master comes back."

The rich old man sitting next to him frowned, and the two iron gallbladders constantly turning in his hands showed his strength, beyond the reach of others.

"Feng Liangkun, it's not your territory that was robbed, of course you don't have back pain while standing and talking!"

Kou courageously panicked, pointed at his head and cursed: "The bastards in Zhengshiwu are all standing on my head to shit, see if you are like this, do you have to let me open your mouth to pick it up?" !"

"The owner of the dock hasn't come back for more than two months, maybe he died somewhere outside!"

"shut up!"

Feng Liangkun said angrily, "Kou Yong, don't forget who saved you back then, and who helped you sit in the position of hall master!"

"Is this how you return the kindness that the dock master has shown you!"

The old man's face was full of anger, and he slapped the hands holding the two iron gallbladders on the table.

bump--

With a deafening bang, Feng Liangkun let go of his hand, and the two iron gallbladders had been crushed and kneaded into a ball.

While the gang members were shocked by Feng Liangkun's strength, they also thought of the name of this seventy-year-old man in front of him.

"Iron Courage" Feng Liangkun!

But Kou Yong sneered, "Master Wu hasn't come back for two months, and he hasn't sent a letter. Everyone knows what's going on."

"Now that the people from Zhengshiwu are bullying me, you are not willing to help. When it is your turn to suffer, don't blame me, Kou Yong, for being cold-blooded and ungrateful!"

After finishing speaking, Kou Yong snorted heavily and left with a flick of his sleeves.

After Kou Yong left, the rest of the people looked at each other in blank dismay, and no one spoke again, and the scene suddenly became cold.

After a long while, the scholar-like elegant man sitting in the center right seat got up and said:

"Continuing like this is not an option. A group of dragons without a leader will only lead to the weakness of my Baishawu."

"Pass down the order to gather all the helpers in Baishawu in a few days to discuss the replacement of the owner."

After finishing speaking, he left the Martial Arts Hall with Shi Shiran.

After the elegant man left, a large group of people from the Martial Arts Hall also left, leaving only two of the five hall masters.

One is a strong man with a white scarf on his head, and the other one is "Iron Courage" Feng Liangkun.

"Lin Wenshu, Lin Wenshu, it's impossible for you to get what you want."

Feng Liangkun looked at the direction in which the elegant middle-aged man was leaving, and sneered.

"A Cheng, go out with the old man tomorrow."

He turned his head and said to the strong man with a white scarf around his head.

Song Cheng nodded, but did not speak.

He is a dumb man and cannot make a sound.

Seeing that less than 40% of the gang members remained in the Martial Arts Hall, Feng Liangkun sighed wearily.

Since Mu Yiyi's father's generation, Feng Liangkun has been the head of Baishawu.

Now things are changing and people are changing, familiar people are dying and scattered, and he is the only old man left in Baishawu.

Stretching his hand into his bosom, Feng Liangkun tightly held the fate card that was broken in two, exhausted physically and mentally.

He didn't know if he could keep the Murong family's business.

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