With a cry of surprise, Zheng Biao was falling in his own team, and just when he was so angry that he wanted to yell, he heard his servant shouting loudly: "The sky shines on the sword gate, how dare you sneak attack my third son?"
Huh? what's the situation? Changkongzhaojian sect disciples sneak attack on me
Zheng Biao was puzzled, looked around, and saw a white masked man standing where he was originally standing, holding a long sword and facing Ma Yunyong.
Seeing the puzzled expression on the master's face, the dog-legged Zheng Ergou hurried over and whispered in Zheng Biao's ear: "Master, it was you who sneaked up behind that bastard in the vat just now, if it wasn't for that bearded man, you would have I've been tricked... Then Chang Jingfan is not a thing, deliberately arguing with you and distracting you..."
In a word, Zheng Biao, who didn't know why, was instantly annoyed and his eyes were red...
It turned out that this Changkong disciple was the one who chased the little fat man Qian Yunzhong before. He was about to succeed in the pursuit, and he didn't want to be attacked with two bags of flour. Ghosts are not ghosts...
I, who had never experienced such a thing before, was furious in my heart, but when I turned around, I saw Zheng Biao had been refusing Chang Jingfan's orders, and couldn't help but secretly resent Zheng Biao for crossing the river and demolishing the bridge. If you don't hold it, you can force the Zheng family's subordinates to fight against Qingyun's audience disciples.
But he didn't want to be seen by the careless Yunyong, and threw Zheng Sanbiao's wooden stake into the crowd of Zheng's nursing home, which was considered safe for the time being.
Chang Jingfan, who looked to the side, showed a regretful expression because of his junior brother's miss.
asshole-
Zheng Biao struggled hard, wanted to stand up, but felt a pain in his buttocks, reached out to touch, not only his pants were cut, but there was also blood in his hand, but it was the sword that just opened on Zheng Biao's buttocks a hole.
"My surname is Chang, you can be regarded as my fucking relative. I will break my friendship with you today... Now this matter is caused by you yourself. It has nothing to do with our Zheng family. Please ask for blessings... Brothers, what a nonsense—"
Nearly a hundred big men in red clamored to promise, carried the injured Zheng Biao, turned around, and retreated in a blur.
Although he was hit by a sword, Zheng Biao was still slightly proud of himself, and this time he finally put together the gang of Changkong men. It was even more because they took the initiative to shoot at themselves and hurt themselves a bit. This time they went home and had an explanation to their father. Although they inevitably offended the Chang family and Changkong Zhaojianmen, but tigers do not eat their own children. I'm going to kill your son, so I can't just say nothing...
This young master Zheng San was sucking his mouth in pain, and at the same time began to think about what to say when he returned home...
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As soon as the Zheng family's power left, the situation on the field immediately reversed.
Chang Jingwang fainted; Chang Jingfan couldn't do anything, and was kicked by Qiu Yunzhen who rushed up; the little "face man" had an advantage in the face of the fierce Ma Yunyong, but was knocked down by Yun Cong who came from the side , and then was swung away by a stick; the other three Changkong disciples were struggling to fight against that burly man, Qingyun audience disciples swarmed up, and were knocked down in an instant, dozens of pairs of stinky feet were crackling and kicking their heads...
Ye Qingxuan hurriedly ordered his disciples to treat the innocent and injured people on the field, and he himself rushed to the side of the injured little boy at the first time, seeing his mother was crying and helpless, the two teenage boys together She stood next to her mother with a sad face, extremely frightened...
When the little boy was already angry, Ye Qingxuan couldn't care less, took out a "grass pill" from his bosom, and hurriedly stepped forward to give it to the little boy, not wanting his mother to lose her mind in pain, and seeing someone come again Touching his own child, he shouted angrily, and raised his hand to give him a palm.
"No—"
A huge iron palm hit from the side, and there was a burst of force and excitement, shaking Ye Qingxuan so that he sat down on the ground.
These two have such pure palm power!
Ye Qingxuan thought to himself: These two people have mysterious origins and advanced martial arts, it's better not to offend them.
"You—" The woman glared at her husband and stopped her husband, while the burly man danced anxiously, "This little Taoist is going to save our Zhi'er, how can you be rude..."
When the woman was at a loss, her two sons and daughters helped her to one side and sat down, and they kept trying to persuade her.
The big man who saved his life before quickly helped Ye Qingxuan who was sitting on the ground, and said with a bitter face: "I have let the little Daoist have been wronged... I have been hit hard, and I have lost my mind. I hope the little Daoist will not take it." Blame is..."
Ye Qingxuan looked remorseful, and said apologetically: "What's wrong with this big brother, my sister-in-law is very protective of her son, how can I blame the poor... Besides, the injury suffered by your son is really because of Qingyun Temple, I feel ashamed, I also hope that my elder brother will let me try my best to see if I can save the young master..."
The big man quickly thanked him, got up and let Ye Qingxuan walk over.
Ye Qingxuan didn't have the ability to treat diseases, and after a brief inspection, he knew that several organs in the little boy's body were ruptured, and he might have internal bleeding. Although I was anxious in my heart, I just stuffed "Cao Mu Dan" wildly, hoping to catch the little boy's breath.
After pondering for a while, he said to the expectant family beside him: "Poverty means are limited, I am afraid it is difficult to cure, but the family teacher is superb in medicine and has the art of returning to heaven, I wonder if a few of you can change your mind In the midst of this, I will definitely ask my master to help you save your son..."
The big man and his wife have long been at their wit's end, and they only hoped for a miracle to happen, so how could they disagree with Ye Qingxuan's proposal!
Seeing that there were no objections from the few people, Ye Qingxuan immediately called Qiu Yunzhen and other disciples, and ordered: "Take this child to my master immediately, and ask the master to help..."
The Kui Dahan's family kept thanking him, Ye Qingxuan was so ashamed that he didn't even dare to say.
Seeing this family enter the temple, Ye Qingxuan felt a little relieved. With the master's [Kunwu Ningyu Gong], it is no problem to heal the ruptured internal organs. I just hope that this little boy will not leave any sequelae.
Ye Qingxuan, who turned his head, saw Qian Yunzhong, Hu Yunzheng, and the Lu brothers and sisters walking slowly, scolding Qian Yunzhong as they walked.
After inquiring about it, I found out that the four children originally wanted to go back to the temple after being scared away at the wonton stand, but they didn't want to meet the disciples of Changkong Zhaojianmen and others who went up the mountain to make trouble. Taking advantage of the chaos, the four of them sneaked back to the wonton stall, stole two bags of flour, and prepared to teach each other a lesson. It's a pity that there are big men in red all around, so there has been no chance to make a move. It was only when Ye Qingxuan finally won and the scene was chaotic that he rushed into the square. Just as Chang Jingwang kicked the little boy away, he was swept away by the burly man. It was an angry attack, and the sneak attack was successful. It was only later that he was too excited and forgot to escape, but was entangled by the disciples of Chang Kong who rushed over. Finally, relying on the flour in the hands of several other people, he saved the fat man's life.
At this time, Qian Yunzhong was being complained by several people. He almost lost his life when he came out just now, and secretly said that he regretted it too much, but when he thought of the palm he slapped Chang Jingwang, he felt a sense of relief that he had never felt before.
Ye Qingxuan gave a secret compliment, unexpectedly, Qian Yunzhong, although he usually looks slick, actually has a heart of benevolence and righteousness in his heart, which can be made. And the attacking style shown in critical moments is undoubtedly very suitable for his characteristics. Relying on lightness kungfu, he can walk away with one blow, advance when he succeeds, and retreat when he loses. In the style of play, the process of rounding luck in the middle is a bit too slow, so you should find a light skill that comes and goes quickly and a powerful killer move that can be done in one blow.
He simply praised Qian Yunzhong a few words, which made the little fat man very happy in an instant, and he began to show off to his seniors how majestic he was just now.
Seeing a few children chirping and laughing, Ye Qingxuan sighed, feeling very uncomfortable in his heart, because he was worrying too much for a while and let Chang Jingfan and others go, but he almost got tired and died of Yun Chong when he didn't want to. I have never regretted it so much, and I can't help but secretly scold myself for being indecisive and indecisive...
Fortunately, the little boy didn't die because of this, and Yun Zhong and the others were fine, and the brave martial artists rescued them in time, so their lives were not in danger... But deep in Ye Qingxuan's heart, he was still too guilty.
With remorse in his heart, he pointed the finger at Chang Jingfan and the others.
Seeing the disciples of Chang Kong Zhaojian Sect kneeling in front of him, Ye Qingxuan was furious. People can't be killed, but it doesn't prevent me from humiliating them, otherwise how can I vent my anger
"Yunyong, go, take a few people and tie them to a tree for me," he said, handing Yunyong a bamboo stick, and said viciously, "I'll strip them all..."
Holding the bamboo stick, Yun Yong was full of doubts on his face at first, then his eyes lit up, and he leaned over and asked, "Explode his ass?"
A chestnut.
"Dirty!"
Ye Qingxuan's eyes were full of sternness, and he said in a cold voice: "Suck their penis..."
Yun Yong's face was sluggish, a gust of wind blew by, his legs felt cold, and he clamped his legs subconsciously.
"Ye Qingxuan, how dare you... ah..." Chang Jingfan wanted to speak, but Ye Qingxuan knocked out a few teeth, his mouth was full of blood and he couldn't speak.
"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated..."
"I will not let you go..."
The six Changkongzhaojian sect disciples, together with Chang Jingwang, who was in a coma, were pulled and dragged down.