Regardless of the water stains on his face, Nie Songping hurriedly looked up at the screen.
Qing Yun still looked at Lin Mu with those nostalgic and compromising eyes, but a jade-like palm was mercilessly inserted into Lin Yuhao's dantian.
"This... is this useless?" The Patriarch of the Wang family muttered with trembling lips.
"Not only that..." Patriarch Gu also stared at the screen with his eyes straight, "Look at his palm overflowing with energy, obviously blatantly destroying Lin Yuhao's meridians and joints. Crippled..."
As soon as these words came out, the old foxes who were half buried in the ground saw the gentle expression on Qing Yun's face, and suddenly felt a chill in their hearts. Such a young man with such a high level of cultivation, yet so ruthless!
This child named Qingyun really made them feel ashamed.
Hearing the restless exclamations below, Nie Chenyuan laughed with You Rongyan. Qing Yun sees it very clearly, so he is naturally not the kind of person who will be moved by a few words and let the tiger go back to the mountain.
Seeing that the game was over, he picked up his cell phone and made a call.
"Mom, I'm disappointed in you too."
Qing Yun looked at Lin Mu who was crumbling under the ring, and said mercilessly.
Mother Lin almost fainted, and now she finally understood that this Qingyun was no longer the Qingyun who was at her mercy. Lin Yuhao is already abolished, so what's the point of her abandoning her family for the second time? It's better to be her Mrs. Qing all the time!
"Qing Yun, you are too vicious, even if you have a high level of cultivation, you are still despised by the ancient martial arts world!"
One person stood up from the auditorium and accused Qing Yun, "Your father deserved what he deserved, how could you have the face to avenge him?"
After the man spoke out, several people echoed him, but more people were still shocked by Qingyun's powerful force and dared not make a sound.
At this time, the huge screen broadcasting the live battle of the arena suddenly flickered, and then a black and white picture appeared like a movie in the 1970s and 1980s.
Mother Lin looked up and saw the two figures on the screen, her legs limp and she sat on the ground: "Impossible... Qing's house has been destroyed..."
On the screen, a charming woman with short hair around her ears was hugged by an elegant man and turned around. The woman smiled and suddenly shed tears, but her face was full of happiness.
She put her arms around the man's neck and said softly: "Hao Lin, thank you for saving me from that terrible family. I can't recall the painful life before. He beat me and forced me to give birth..."
"What's the situation? Why are you still playing the movie?" There was a lot of discussion in the audience, obviously puzzled.
"This man seems a little familiar?" A martial artist in his fifties frowned, suddenly seemed to remember something, and pointed at the screen in surprise, "This man is Qing Haolin! Qing Haolin when he was young!"
Since this man is Qing Haolin, then this woman...
Everyone turned their heads to look at the screen, and then looked at Lin Mu in the audience, and immediately understood.
On the screen are obviously Lin Mu and Qing Haolin when they were young. Lin Mu talked about many "tragic lives" in the past, and then was interrupted by Qing Haolin. In the end, Qing Haolin knelt down on one knee to propose marriage. Shyly agreed to end.
This is exactly the video tape that Qing Yun found in Qing's house. It is obvious that Qing Haolin secretly recorded the scene of his marriage proposal and hid it as a souvenir. Eighteen years later, both the husband and wife have completely forgotten about this video, and it is completely ironic to release it now.
The audience watched a love movie in the 1970s inexplicably. At first, Monk Zhang Er couldn't figure it out, but when he heard what the woman said in the video, he suddenly understood, and looked at Lin Mu who was lying on the ground in disbelief.
It is true that the video can be faked, but the young Lin Mu and Qing Haolin cannot be faked.
It would be fine if Lin Yuhao didn't say those things before, but he was given a "previous summary" before, and now he saw another scene, which made people feel even more absurd.
What Qing Haolin raped and robbed, Lin's mother endured the humiliation, and the co-author was that unlucky Qing Haolin who married a black heart lotus who abandoned her family and abandoned her son twice in a row!
Immediately, the matter of destroying Qingyun's dantian exposed by Lin Yuhao earlier was also explained. This is clearly an attempt to kill people to silence them.
Reminiscent of the fact that Lin Yuhao's great strides originated from the martial arts of the Qing family, everyone looked at Mother Lin as if they were looking at a black widow. Abandoning the family and children, annexing the property of her husband's family, and finally going so far as to blame her husband and son from the commanding heights of morality, this woman can be called a poisonous woman.
"No, no, no! He forced me to take the picture, and I was forced!" Mother Lin raised her face and explained to the people around her, only to find that the people she held back were full of contempt.
Not to mention that no one in those days had the idea of recording a video as evidence. If Qing Haolin really recorded it on purpose, why didn't he explain it when he was accused by Lin Yuhao of being a cancer in the ancient martial arts world three years ago
Those who had applauded Lin Yuhao and Lin's mother before all felt their faces were a little hot at the moment. Patriarch Wang who praised Lin's mother as an "extraordinary woman" was even blushing, as if he had been slapped hundreds of times back and forth. He was vicious Staring at Mother Lin, she said with trembling lips, "There is such a brazen person in the world..."
"Qing Yun!"
Lin Yuhao's feeble voice of gnashing his teeth suddenly sounded. He was lying on the stretcher, holding a pistol in his hand and pointing at Qing Yun, his eyes full of madness.
Nie Chenyuan's breathing was stagnant, and he kicked and shattered the tempered glass in front of him and jumped down from the private room on the second floor.
However, he was still one step too late, with a "bang" gunshot, the bullets shot towards Qing Yun who was still on the ring. Lin Yuhao laughed out loud, and there was malice in the laughter.
Everyone in the private room stood up and looked at the gun in Lin Yuhao's hand in shock.
Several Patriarchs couldn't help shaking their heads and sighing as they watched the lasing bullets.
The world's technology has been developing, but Guwu is declining? Why? Because ancient warriors still can't stop hot weapons.
No one saw who gave Lin Yuhao the pistol, but everyone knew that Qing Yun, an amazing and talented martial artist, was really a flash in the pan.
Some people secretly sighed in their hearts, while others secretly rejoiced.
However, standing in the very center of the crisis, Qing Yun did not avoid it, instead he sneered and his face was full of sarcasm.
He raised his hand and stretched out two fingers, turned sideways and precisely pinched the rapidly spinning bullet!
Lin Yuhao's pupils shrank, his eyes filled with disbelief.
There was an uproar in the arena, Qing Yun was still standing on the ring, so his every move was projected by the huge screen behind him. But no one could understand how he caught the bullet.
"You...you pinch me! Is this a movie?" One stunned and tugged on the sleeve of the person next to him, only to find that the person's face was also dull.
"What's the situation? Is this gun a real gun? Are the bullets real bullets?"
Everyone didn't understand why, from their point of view, the bullet seemed to fall into his hands obediently.
Not only was the audience in the audience stunned, but Mr. He, who had been arguing for an apprenticeship, also became quiet for the first time, squatting on the ground and looking up at Qingyun.
"First... congenital?" Patriarch Gu seemed to have Parkinson's at the moment, his hair was shaking all over his body, and the stool under him was "creaking" loudly.
Whether it's frivolous steps or dodging hot weapons, there is an explanation for all of this! Qing Yun has actually reached the innate...
What did he do before? To actually want his granddaughter to compete with an innate warrior? Patriarch Gu trembled.
Blocking hot weapons, the ancient martial arts circles all agreed that this is something that can only be done by innateness, but everyone reacted at this moment, and looked at Qing Yun with fanaticism or horror.
Nie Chenyuan walked up to Qing Yun and swept him from head to toe before he felt relieved. Although he knew that dodging bullets with Qing Yun's cultivation was not a problem, he still couldn't help but shrink back at that moment.
Qing Yun raised her head and kissed him back, threw the bullet to him, and the two walked down side by side.
Looking at the backs of the two of them now, no one dared to say that Qing Yun was greedy for wealth and had impure motives.
Just kidding, Qingyun is an innate warrior, which family doesn't give him an offering, why is he greedy for the wealth of the Nie family? And use Nie Chenyuan's hand to avenge his father, is Qing Yun, who is enough to sweep the ancient martial arts world, needed
The residents in the private room drank a few sips of hot tea and finally calmed down. Master Gu endured and endured, but still couldn't help pointing at Nie Songping and yelling: "You old bastard is really not a thing. There is a genius hidden in the family, and we are pretending to be poor donkeys!"
"Yes, yes, yes." Nie Songping laughed twice, seemingly begging for mercy lightly, but secretly grasped the armrest of the chair to stabilize his body that was about to slip.
He only knows that Qingyun is consummated after birth, and he doesn't know when he will reach congenital status. There is a granddaughter-in-law who has unknowingly reached congenital status at home. No, grandson-in-law, he is also very helpless...
The ancient martial arts conference ended very early, but when Nie Chenyuan returned to Nie's house, it was already late at night, and the lights in Qingyun's room had already been turned off.
He unbuttoned his collar and walked upstairs. The sudden appearance of a congenital warrior was too much of a sensation, these people dared not harass Qing Yun, and his grandfather was cunning and slipped away early. So Nie Chenyuan had no choice but to stay and deal with this group of people and deal with Lin Mu and Lin Yuhao's affairs.
It's not a big deal, it just so happened that Mr. He had randomly guessed the fact that Nie Chenyuan was also promoted to Xiantian, and Nie Chenyuan had spent a lot of thought in order to prevaricate him.
He stepped on the last flight of stairs, and was about to go to Qingyun's room, when he looked up, he saw the old butler standing respectfully at the corner, blocking his way with his hand outstretched.
"Uncle Chen, why are you here so late?" Nie Chenyuan frowned.
Housekeeper Chen smiled respectfully at him, and said, "Master has ordered, you must watch over you, Young Master, and you must not let you disturb Mr. Qing's rest."
"..."
Nie Chenyuan gritted his teeth, who is his grandson!
Sensing some movement by the window, Qing Yun slowly opened his eyes in the darkness, but when he looked up, he saw Nie Chenyuan crawling in from the window. He reached out to turn on the light, frowned at Nie Chenyuan and asked, "How do you get in from here?"
As the breeze blew outside the window, Qing Yun happened to smell some alcohol on Nie Chenyuan's body, and displeasure flashed in his eyes: "Go out, wash up and come back."
Having guessed his reaction earlier, Nie Chenyuan quickly took off his clothes and threw them out of the window. He has been "alone in the empty boudoir" for more than a week, and the end of the ancient martial arts conference has delayed his time in the middle of the night, how can he bear it now.
Undressing and undressing, he suddenly laughed lowly, with nostalgia and pampering on his face: "When we first met, you helped me take off my clothes, but now I have to do it myself."
Hearing this, a smile flashed across Qing Yun's eyes, but then he raised his chin proudly: "Oh, I remember you drove me away back then?"
Nie Chenyuan hurried over to beg for mercy.
Qing Yun rolled his eyes unbearably, got out of bed, opened the bathroom door and pushed the person in: "Wash well, wash clean."
Nie Chenyuan hugged him and took him in the bathroom together: "Then you supervise me, we wash together."
The steam in the bathroom was steaming, and after a while, some ambiguous moans accompanied by the sound of splashing water rang out, making the room charming.