Tingfeng Pavilion.
The maid came in a hurry: "Miss, the big business is not good!" She said urgently, panting.
Wen Yuqing frowned, looked sideways, and asked, "What's the matter?"
The maid replied: "The son of Kunpeng is fighting with the son of Nanban, miss, go and see! Or else..."
As expected!
Hearing this sentence, Wen Yuqing relaxed a lot, and thought, let's hit it! The more intense the fight, the better, she won't marry anyway.
Seeing that my own lady hadn't spoken for a long time, the maid was a little anxious: "Master Patriarch asked me to ask you, is the son of Kunpeng good?"
How is he
He is his business.
What does it have to do with me
Wen Yuqing sighed slightly. If it was before, maybe she would still consider it, but now... she really can't think about it!
A reassurance has long been irritated, and there is a vague shadow, that shadow suddenly rises and falls.
"Miss, according to me, Kunpeng's son is really good, not to mention the talents, and the identity is..."
Wen Yuqing waved her hand and said softly: "Go down! I'll check it out later."
Hey!
The maid opened her mouth slightly and stopped talking, but she still left.
……
Boom!
There was a thunderous sound, and everyone could hear it clearly.
Dongchenzi and Nanluo are fighting.
This is a terrible picture.
One son of Kunpeng and another son of Nanban, from the perspective of their origins, the two are evenly matched in terms of strength, regardless of each other.
After ten minutes of fighting, no one can do anything but destroy many places in Buzhou Mountain.
"Do you still need to fight?" Dongchenzi chuckled lightly.
The realm is the same, the strength is the same, and the level is the same. This kind of battle is meaningless.
Nan Luo sighed slightly: "If you don't fight, you won't fight, but the battle between you is not over."
Dongchenzi showed his ridiculousness: "I'll be with you at any time."
At this moment, a figure crept over, eh... To be precise, he turned over from the other side of the wall.
People in the entire square noticed him, including Dong Chenzi and Nan Luo.
"It's okay, don't worry, I'm just passing by." Li Heng smiled, and after a while, he left here, and the galloping direction was exactly where Wen Yuqing lived.
The Patriarch of Bu Zhoushan, Wen Yuqing's master, and the two elders, each with their eyes wide open.
"Who is he?"
"do not know."
"He seems to be heading in Qing'er's direction?"
"Me￥@#%?"
"Ahhh! Damn! What does he want to do?" Wen Yuqing's master was furious, thinking of many pictures all at once.
For example, Li Heng broke into Wen Yuqing's room, then knocked Wen Yuqing out when they were not paying attention, and then started...
Beasts, beasts!
Several people showed anger and rushed out at the fastest speed.
Dongchenzi and Nanluo behind them also frowned. Although they didn't know what happened, from their expressions, it could be judged that the person just now was not an impoverished person.
An outsider broke into here and hurried towards Wen Yuqing’s residence...
The faces of the two changed drastically.
Yard door.
"Qingqing? Are you there?"
"Qingqing, it's me! I'm Hengheng!"
"If you don't speak, I'll come in?" Li Heng flexed his hands, and immediately pushed open the door. As a result, the room was empty and there was no personal shadow.
He frowned involuntarily.
At this moment, a powerful sword light slashed down from the sky.
very powerful.
Li Heng's eyes glared, and he slapped his backhand, smashing the sword light directly. Not only that, the power of this slap gushed out, and it hit the person who shot it secretly.
what!
Screams came.
The person who was hit hard was Wen Yuqing's master, Zhou Wentong, who is also three hundred years old this year, and his realm stands in the five heavens of the emperor's way.
Powerful.
But now, he fell with a single sword, and no one could see clearly, but he was directly hit hard.
What a shame!
"Hahaha! The powerhouse of the Five Heavens, even a little baby can't deal with it." Li Qiwen strode up and laughed: "How can you say that you are also Qinger's master, so bad."
Zhou Wentong's face flushed, and he hummed and said, "It was an accident just now. Do you really think the old man can't beat a little baby?" Then, he rolled up his sleeves and rushed into the small courtyard. Make up his mind, must teach him well.
however…
With a sound of Peng's sound, Zhou Wentong's body was blasted out and fell heavily to the ground.
When he got up, his face was full of anger: "Asshole, dare to shoot the old man, he is afraid that he doesn't know how to write dead words?"
After two shots, he was slapped back.
Rao is Zhou Wentong's thick-skinned face, and at this moment, he can't hold it anymore. He is very angry, clamoring that he must clean up the kid, but he has no intention of going forward.
The three of them stared at him closely.
Zhou Wentong gave a dry cough: "First explain, the old man is not afraid of him."