In the carriage.
Chu Xiaoxiao was still the only one chattering.
Everyone else was silent.
Luo Qingzhou closed his eyes to rest, but he could clearly feel that someone opposite him was looking at him.
There's something wrong with Sister Dao today.
His face was still calm, but his sitting posture was a little strange.
It turned out that every time she sat opposite him, she would stretch her legs with her feet almost touching his feet, and her sitting posture was very relaxed and generous.
But today, she bent her legs inward and tucked her feet tightly under the seat.
Such a cautious and restrained sitting posture was very inconsistent with the big sword next to her and her majestic expression.
Luo Qingzhou really wanted to explain to her again that he was really not interested in her feet.
Chu Xiaoxiao was asking the young man named Zhou Boyue with concern, asking him if he was beaten yesterday and why his neck was covered with nail marks.
At this time, several people in the car looked at the taciturn young man.
Sure enough, his neck was covered with nail marks.
But judging from the situation, it should have happened last night.
Because when everyone returned to the city from the Blackwood Forest in the evening, there was no scar around his neck.
Zhou Boyao was originally introverted and didn't like to talk. When he saw everyone's eyes were on him, his face suddenly turned red. He was silent for a while before saying, "He was caught."
Wu Kui, who was standing next to him, smiled in a way that only men can understand, and whispered, "It was caught by a woman, right? Was it too intense last night?"
Zhou Boyue lowered his head and said awkwardly: "Mother-in-law..."
As soon as these words were spoken, the smile on Wu Kui's face suddenly froze.
The other people in the car were also shocked and looked at him in disbelief.
The atmosphere suddenly became a little frozen.
There was silence for a while.
Dao Jiefang helped him explain, "Don't get the wrong idea, Zhou Boyao is the son-in-law of a certain mansion. I have seen him several times in the inner city. His mother-in-law... has a bad temper and once insulted and beat him in the street."
After that, she quickly apologized: "Zhou Boyao, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said these things."
Zhou Boyue smiled bitterly and said, "It's okay, Sister Dao, I'm not afraid of being recognized. I often follow my mother-in-law to the streets, and I'm often insulted and beaten by her. I guess everyone knows me, and there's nothing to hide."
Everyone immediately looked at him with sympathy.
Chu Xiaoxiao clenched her fists and said angrily, "Brother Zhou, why is your mother-in-law so mean? Aren't you a warrior? Why don't you resist?"
Zhou Boyao remained silent.
Wu Kui said bitterly, "You heard it too. Sister Dao said he was a son-in-law. I guess the surname is inherited from someone else. A man who marries into someone else's family has no dignity or right to resist. Sometimes he is worse than a slave."
Sister Dao also nodded and said, "It's better for a man not to get married than to marry into someone else's family. If you marry into someone else's family, you will not only be embarrassed and have no dignity, but you will also be exploited like a cow or a horse, and even insulted and beaten. A son-in-law has the least dignity and status. We are fine now. A son-in-law can go out to help the family with business, and even take the imperial examinations and martial arts exams. In the previous dynasty, a son-in-law couldn't even go out casually, let alone take the imperial examinations. If he did something wrong in the family, he might even be beaten to death..."
Zhou Boyao's eyes were red and he lowered his head without saying a word.
Wu Kui sighed and said, "These days, it's good enough to have a place to live, food to eat, a wife and a child. These things are all given by the family, how can he resist? Moreover, the law does not allow a son-in-law to disobey his elders and his wife's family. For someone like Brother Zhou, he can only wait until he is really capable and then run away from home, or become successful and have an identity, so that he can be proud of himself."
Several people were talking about how pitiful the son-in-law was.
At this time, Nangong Meijiao, who had been silent, suddenly said coldly: "Not necessarily. Some sons-in-law, even if they haven't made it yet, may be doing well in their wife's family."
Seeing that everyone was looking at her with disbelief, she snorted coldly and crossed her arms, saying, "I know a family anyway. The son-in-law in that mansion is a weak scholar with some talent and good looks. He is doing as well as anyone else in that mansion. The women in the mansion, including his mother-in-law, are around him all day long. He has so many maids in the same room with him every night that he can't keep up. Even his father-in-law and his wife's brothers treat him very well. His father-in-law is even going to hand over the entire mansion's property to him to manage."
After these words were spoken, several people looked at each other.
"There is such a son-in-law? I have never heard of it."
Wu Kui's face was full of surprise and envy.
Zhou Boyue also raised his head and asked with red eyes: "Is there really such a son-in-law?"
Sister Dao said, "It doesn't sound very reliable. Unless the son-in-law is a great martial artist or the top scholar. But how could a man like that be willing to be a son-in-law?"
Nangong Meijiao sneered and said sarcastically, "You have no vision."
Having said that, he stopped talking.
At this time, Luo Qingzhou suddenly looked at the young man sitting in the corner with red eyes and said: "Brother Zhou, your mother-in-law...is her name Zhou Lan?"
Zhou Boyue suddenly looked up at him: "You...how did you know?"
Then he smiled sadly: "Sure enough, everyone knows it."
Luo Qingzhou thought to himself what a coincidence.
It turned out that every time his mother-in-law scolded him, she would mention how the unlucky son-in-law of Zhou Lan's family worked like a slave. She didn't expect that it was this poor man in front of him.
It seems that this person is also enduring humiliation and keeping a low profile.
The group chatted along the way and soon arrived at their destination.
The carriage stopped on the road outside the Blackwood Forest.
Sister Dao and a few others got off the car one after another.
Zhou Boyue probably felt a little embarrassed, so he left quickly alone after getting off the car.
Chu Xiaoxiao invited everyone to form a team again, but was still rejected.
When Luo Qingzhou was about to leave, Sister Dao stopped him and said coldly: "Next time you want to ask me for help, tell me clearly in advance and pay the gold coins in advance. Don't say such disgusting words on purpose. If I hadn't shown mercy last night, I would have chopped off your head with one knife."
Luo Qingzhou apologized awkwardly again and said, "Okay, Sister Dao."
After he left, everyone else left too.
“Whoosh—”
He tensed his muscles and tried to bounce, and sure enough, he bounced higher and farther than before.
"boom!"
He threw another punch in mid-air.
The explosive force and power of this punch are incomparable to the previous ones. Just hearing the sonic boom can kill the previous punch in seconds.
"Kachcha!"
A big tree in front of him was smashed by his punch, and the upper half fell down.
There was a strong smell of burning coming from the broken part.
It seems that the power of the Thunder Fist has also increased a lot.
“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”
He jumped quickly among the trees, as agile as a monkey, and soon jumped onto the towering tree. He looked around and saw that there was no one around. Then he took out the Sun and Moon Mirror from his storage bag and carefully placed it on the tree canopy, facing the sunlight.
Then he continued to jump forward and began searching for monsters.
This time, he expanded the scope.
However, until noon, no monsters were found.
After eating beef and fruit in the tree and drinking water, he continued to search forward.
Before we knew it, we had left the outskirts of the Blackwood Forest.
While jumping on the tree, I suddenly heard the sound of punching and fierce fighting coming from the woods next to me.
At the same time, the trees over there fell to the ground one after another.
Judging from the sounds and the momentum, the strength of both sides in the battle should not be underestimated.
Luo Qingzhou did not dare to stay and was about to leave quickly when he suddenly saw a familiar figure wearing a mask appearing from the woods next to him.
He backed away and threw punches.
Chasing behind him were two young men, one tall and one short, who, like him, were both wearing black tights.
The two men cooperated well, one punched and the other kicked, with amazing power.
The thick trees nearby that were hit by fists and legs all broke and fell down with a "crackling" sound.
The three of them fought on and off along the way and soon arrived under Luo Qingzhou.
The man wearing the mask was Qin Chuan, the second son of the Qin family.
Apart from the same body shape, Luo Qingzhou also recognized his mask.
Because when he returned yesterday evening, he saw Nangong Meijiao standing with the masked man, and he even talked to the other person when he left.
If it’s not Qin Chuan, then who is it
Moreover, Luo Qingzhou still remembered the posture and momentum of his punches. He remembered it clearly when he taught him the Thunder Fist by the lake.
Qin Chuan seems to be stronger, but the two people opposite him are not much weaker than him, and the cooperation of their punches and kicks is very tacit and smooth.
The three of them seemed to have been fighting for a long time, all of them were panting and sweating profusely.
Qin Chuan estimated that his internal energy and physical strength were almost exhausted, and he was ready to retreat, but the two people on the opposite side followed very closely and did not give him any chance.
Luo Qingzhou hid on top, holding his breath, restraining his breathing, and quietly watched the exciting fight between the three people.
More than ten minutes passed.
Qin Chuan punched the short man in the chest, knocking him against the big tree behind him.
But he was also kicked in the shoulder by another tall man and took several steps back.
Unexpectedly, the tall man had great legs and feet. After succeeding in one kick, he suddenly jumped up and started a series of fierce kicks and slams!
Qin Chuan blocked with his arms in front of him, and when he was kicked by the last kick, he staggered and fell to the ground.
At this time, the short man had already rushed up, and he and the tall man punched and kicked him respectively, both fiercely hitting him in the face and kicking him in the right abdomen where his kidneys are located!
A sharp sonic boom erupted in the air!
"puff!"
Unexpectedly, at this moment, a large bag of lime powder suddenly fell on the heads of the tall man and the short man. The white mist covered the sky and instantly obscured their vision, covering their front, back, left and right!
Although many of them were blown away by the strong wind around them, due to their large number, some of them even fell on them faster along with the rotating strong wind.
The two were caught off guard and were immediately sprinkled, instantly turning into two snow-white people.
Qin Chuan took the opportunity to turn over and stand up, while backing away, he punched at the lime powder that was flying towards him.
"There's an ambush! Go!"
The two men, one tall and one short, turned around and retreated quickly without any hesitation, disappearing into the woods in front in the blink of an eye.
Qin Chuan punched away the lime powder in front of him, looked up, and saw a familiar figure jumping on the big tree above his head like a monkey, and then quickly went away and disappeared.
He stood there, frowning, with a look of doubt and confusion on his face.
At this moment, Nangong Meijiao and a short old woman came running quickly from the woods nearby.
Nangong Meijiao saw that his head and body were covered with white powder, he was breathing heavily, and he looked at the big tree in the distance with a confused look on his face, and asked hurriedly: "Second cousin, where are the enemies?"
Qin Chuan retracted his gaze, patted the lime powder on his body, and said, "He ran away. By the way, Meijiao, did the boy I helped you beat up yesterday really bully you?"
Nangong Meijiao was stunned when she heard this and asked, "What's wrong?"
Qin Chuan said with a puzzled look on his face: "That guy just helped me. If he hadn't spread the lime, I would have been injured. I almost killed him yesterday, but he suddenly helped me today. So I want to ask, is that guy a bad guy who bullied you, or is he your friend? Obviously, he helped me for your sake."
Nangong Meijiao’s face froze and she stood there in a daze.
The old woman next to him had a gleam in her eyes, and immediately asked with a vigilant expression: "Princess, you made a friend? A man? Which family is he from? What is his cultivation level? What is his character like?"
Nangong Meijiao ignored her, her expression was dazed for a moment, and her eyes looked at the ground beside her.
The grass there was covered with white lime powder.
The old woman also took a look and immediately said with disdain: "It seems that your character and strength are not very good. As a warrior, you actually rely on such despicable means to fight. Princess, you..."
“Shut up!”
Nangong Meijiao suddenly got angry, turned around and glared at her coldly, "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll ask mother to cut off your tongue when we get back!"
The old woman immediately covered her mouth and stopped talking.
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