Yang Wumin's figure froze, not because she didn't want to make a move, but because there was already a sword with a cold light on her neck.
The tears in Chunfeng Xiao's eyes had already stopped, and there were a few traces of blood on the corners of her lips. She was originally lying on the ground, but in an instant she got up from the ground and stabbed out the soft sword that had been wrapped around her waist.
Chunfengxiao is a woman with martial arts, otherwise how would she hold up the Chunfengyixiao Building? How to run to Fu Wanqing for help under the siege of a group of big men. It's just that her martial arts are not considered brilliant, and she can't save herself from the predicament. However, at this moment, everything was enough, and her long sword was already on the neck of the woman who insulted her. Chunfengxiao's expression was icy, not the kind of coldness that transcends the mundane world, but a kind of coldness like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter.
"Chunfeng laugh!" Yang Wumin squeezed out these three words from between her teeth, she shouted angrily, "What worries do I have with you and what hates you for slandering us like this!"
Chunfengxiao finally smiled again, she licked her lips, and said: "Lu Qi is my confidant, you harmed him, tell me, is there any enmity between us? Miss Yang, don't act rashly, otherwise I, a lowly woman, will hurt you if you are not careful."
"Fu Wanqing, were you instigated?" Yang Wumin suddenly raised his head, glared at Fu Wanqing and asked.
Fu Wanqing snorted softly, and said with a lazy smile: "What does Chunfengxiao have to do with me? Why does she listen to me? Yang Wumin, Yang Wumin, you are still so stupid, you are exactly the same as your little concubine!" Fu Wanqing Hui is very concerned about the relationship with the Weiyang Escort, but Fu Wanqing is not. She hated Yang Yifei from Weiyang Escort, just like she hated Fu Hui. These two sworn brothers, they are really wonderful! I was so tired that my mother and aunt died in Huangquan! Thinking of some past events, Fu Wanqing's brows and eyes suddenly condensed, a trace of murderous intent flashed in her eyes, she was about to move, when a hand suddenly wrapped around her waist, making the murderous intent disappear invisibly.
With a crisp sound of "铛—", the long sword in Chunfengxiao's hand was shot down. Yang Wumin heaved a sigh of relief, and immediately turned around and slashed at Chunfengxiao with his palm. It's just that her move was in vain, because Chunfengxiao had already been grabbed by someone first, and swept to a place where the palm wind could not reach. Yang Wumin was about to get angry, when he raised his eyes, he saw a familiar expression. She stomped her feet and said coquettishly, "Brother! What are you doing, this bitch wants to kill me and you still save her? She is the one who slandered our Weiyang Escort!"
The person who came was Yang Wugong, he walked with a limp, like an old man with slow movements, but just now, people have seen his swift figure. A tired smile appeared on Yang Wugong's haggard face, and he cupped his hands towards Fu Wanqing: "Qing...Miss Fu." He stifled his almost blurted voice in time, looked down at his lame leg, There was a trace of sadness between his brows. "This matter is closely related to the century-old reputation of the Weiyang Escort. I want to take Miss Chunfengxiao away." These words were addressed to Fu Wanqing and also to the martial arts people present.
"It turns out to be the romantic and suave Mr. Yang. We have no problem with who you want to take away, but the girl might not be willing to go with you." A frivolous laughter came from behind the crowd, and the words fell. The man had pushed aside a group of people blocking the door and came to the front. It was a woman in men's clothing, waving a gold-painted folding fan in her hand, her eyes turned around on everyone, and she stopped in her tracks.
"Neither male nor female!" Yang Wumin glanced at her and snorted softly. But in the next moment, she was slapped across the air, and her cheeks were swollen. How could Yang Wumin endure such grievances? As soon as he separated Yang Wugong who was standing in front of him, he was about to rush forward to teach that woman a lesson. The woman in men's clothes was still shaking the folding fan calmly, and two figures flashed out from behind her, parrying Yang Wumin's fierce move.
"Zhong Shiling! Zhong Shixiu!" Yang Wumin stopped and scolded. Tears flashed in her eyes, she turned her head to look at Yang Wugong's face, she said aggrievedly, "People from Tianjimen have also come, brother, what do you think the Zhong brothers mean?"
"Presumably this girl is the 'Third Young Master' that has been widely circulated in the Jianghu recently. I'm going to Yang Wugong, this is Yang Wumin, my sister-in-law. If you offend me, please ask Third Young Master Haihan." Yang Wugong took a step forward and embraced Yang Wumin. Behind him, reproachful eyes swept across the slightly embarrassed cheeks of the Zhong brothers. The Baidao Alliance's friendship is not a matter of a year or two, they have grown up together since childhood, and now because of a woman, they have lost face to the Weiyang Escort, and the Zhong brothers feel bad.
The third young master's expression turned cold all of a sudden, she closed the folding fan, and scolded: "Troubleshooting!"
"Brother Zhong, Second Brother Zhong, you also know that this matter is extremely important. If you accidentally destroy the friendship of several families, it would not be a good thing. You come here, don't you also want to intervene?" Yang Wugong With a faint smile, he turned to the Zhong brothers and asked.
Zhong Shiling's face turned red and then white, he raised his head slightly, and said with a snort: "Our Tianjimen came here for this matter, Miss Fu wanted to come here for this reason too, our Baidao Alliance does not distinguish between you and me, Let's work together to solve the problem, can't we? Or is it that your Weiyang Escort has a ghost in your heart and doesn't allow us to intervene?"
Yang Wumin is not as self-cultivated as her elder brother, she couldn't hold back when she heard this, she jumped out from behind Yang Wugong, and she cursed: "Nonsense! Zhong Shiling, don't spout blood! You Tianjimen and Chivalrous Villa Could it be that you want to bully our brothers and sisters together?"
Zhong Shixiu's complexion was not good, he clenched his fists, his eyes lingered on the third son and Fu Wanqing, and finally frowned and said: "As long as you disagree, is it bullying you?"
Fu Wanqing, who was on the side, was always smiling. Without these Jiang Hu people in her eyes, it seemed that she could only accommodate Yu Shengyan. She sat in Yu Shengyan's arms, holding the book she was reading earlier in her hand, flipping it gently, and from time to time smiled and said a few words in Yu Shengyan's ear, her daughter's charming attitude was fully revealed. Yu Shengyan was silent most of the time, only occasionally answering a few words in a low voice. Their demeanor is both irritating and frightening.
The eyes of the third son swept across Fu Wanqing, she pursed her lips, turned to Chunfengxiao, and asked, "Miss Chunfengxiao, who are you going with?"
Chunfengxiao leaned on the pillars in the room, with a cold expression, she replied: "Chunfengxiao, you can only go to the Chunfengyixiao Building. As for Weiyang Escort and Tianjimen, I won't go there!"
The third young master clapped his hands, nodded and said: "Very good, very good. Young master Yang, did you hear that? Chunfengxiao will not go with you to the Weiyang Escort Bureau."
"That's not going to the Tianji Gate with you!" Yang Wumin snorted coldly.
The third young master didn't even look out of the corner of her eye to Yang Wumin, she just smiled and said: "Miss Chunfeng Xiao, you go back to Chunfeng Yixiao Building, I will send someone to protect you, and I won't let some people have the chance to kill someone."
Yang Wugong finally lost his composure, he glanced at the Zhong brothers who nodded hurriedly because of the words of the third young master, and asked in a solemn voice: "Is Tianjimen going to fight against our Weiyang Escort on this matter to the end? Are you disregarding the friendship between the two families for many years?"
Zhong Shiling frowned and shouted: "The third son is not from our Tianji Sect."
Zhong Shixiu nodded and replied: "The third son wants to protect Chunfengxiao, what does this have to do with our Tianjimen?"
Yang Wumin sneered and said, "Since it has nothing to do with you, why did you follow her?"
The Zhong brothers laughed and said in unison: "We want to pursue her."
Yang Wugong said slowly: "Aren't you admiring Yu Shengyan?"
The Zhong brothers froze, and subconsciously swept towards Fu Wanqing. It was a woman who looked exactly like Yu Shengyan, but she happened to be Fu Wanqing's person.
Zhong Shixiu said angrily: "Didn't you Yang Wugong like Miss Fu? But didn't you go to a brothel in the end?" As soon as he said this, he regretted it, and secretly glanced at Fu Wanqing, seeing that she didn't pay attention, he relaxed in one breath. Zhong Shixiu was happy, but Yang Wugong's face turned livid, as if he could emit a puff of smoke.
One of the easiest ways to provoke anger is to constantly expose people's wounds. Yang Wugong's scar is his leg, or it could be said to be his marriage with Fu Wanqing. He was almost able to climb up to the proud girl of the day, but it was a pity that he was ruined by a muddleheaded drunkenness.
Fu Wanqing spoke suddenly, but her eyes were still on the book.
"Have you decided? Have you had enough trouble? Are you still not leaving here?"
The room suddenly fell silent, only the rustling sound of flipping books remained.
The third young master took the lead to take a step forward, supported Chunfengxiao and left the room, and the Zhong brothers also left with her.
Fu Wanqing, Yu Shengyan, two women who can't be messed with, other martial arts practitioners also moved away when they saw that the momentum was wrong. Only Yang Wugong, who was caught in painful memories, couldn't suppress the heat in his eyes. He was about to walk towards Fu Wanqing, but he was awakened by Yang Wumin's loud shout.
"Brother, what are you still doing here? Are you looking at that immoral woman Fu Wanqing?"
Yang Wumin turned around angrily and jumped out of the window, while Yang Wugong walked out of the room with a sad face.
Fu Wanqing threw away the book, wrapped her arms around Yu Shengyan's neck, and laughed loudly: "Immorality? She said we are immoral."