Talking to Yu Shengyan is a very irritating thing, but being interrupted by some unknown little guys is even more irritating. Fu Wanqing is not a good-tempered person, and even said that she is a violent and cruel person. A long time ago, she would kill anyone who made her angry.
Fu Wanqing left Yu Shengyan's body, and the crimson color on her face that was like sunset glow also disappeared. At this moment, the charming smile was only murderous. She flicked off the non-existing dust on the side of the jersey, her eyes fixed on the burly man standing at the stern for a moment.
It was a man in his forties, his chin was covered with a black beard, and there was a scar on his right cheek, which looked very horrifying. A piece of iron chain was exposed from the blue-gray short cloth, and his eyes Hanging obliquely, it seems to be able to spew fire from inside. "Bitch! Shameless!" The man spat hard on the ground, then raised his eyes, his eyes were full of contempt.
Yu Shengyan turned to Fu Wanqing, and asked softly, "You know him?"
Fu Wanqing met this man before, but she didn't know him at all. He is one of the few men in the world who is not bewitched by Fu Wanqing, of course it is only because his heart is filled with hatred now, and he has suffered a lot from Fu Wanqing's hands. This burly man is well-known in Taoism, and everyone calls him "Iron Arhat" Ma San. He used to be a disciple of Shaolin, and then he became a bodyguard in the Kansai Bodyguard Agency under the Weiyang Bodyguard Agency Alliance. . No matter who is on the road, they will sell him to save face. It can be said that he has never missed a hand in fifteen years. But last year, he missed. Losing his job is a trivial matter, but he also lost face. The scar on his face was left by the person who robbed the dart, and it reminded him of the shame he suffered a year ago.
The escort that was escorted from Kansai transported the Jade Guanyin carved by Lu Qi, the world's most skilled craftsman. Not to mention that it was not sent to the young lady of Chivalry Villa, even Kansai has not left. On Ma San's own territory, he watched helplessly as the dart was robbed. This incident not only disgraced his Ma San, but also the Weiyang Escort Alliance, because of this incident, their chief escort couldn't even raise his head in front of Fu Hui.
It's really shameful and embarrassing to lose Miss Fu's birthday present.
But no one thought that the person who robbed the darts would be Miss Fu.
In order to avenge his shame, Ma San has been pursuing this matter, but the results are always so unexpected.
Ma San withdrew his thoughts from the memory, he pulled the chain in his arms, it was a chain knife, he specially ordered someone to make it. He combined the essence of Shaolin Dharma Boxing and Arhat Palm into the sword technique, and blazed his own path. He shouted loudly: "Everyone respects you as the eldest lady of the Chivalrous Villa, but I, Ma San, don't! Everyone is confused by your appearance, but I, Ma San, don't! Miss Fu, you are really a snake-hearted man!" , Vicious and vicious! That Jade Guanyin was lost from my hands, you deliberately want to ruin my face and reputation."
Fu Wanqing played with her fingers, she raised her head and smiled at Ma San, that gorgeous smile almost washed away the hatred in Ma San's heart. Fu Wanqing opened her mouth, her voice was very soft, like the silk quilt covering her body, Ma San had never enjoyed such a soft voice from a woman in her life, his expression began to change, he no longer A man who is full of hatred, but a man who wants to be manly, who wants to possess the thorny rose.
What did Fu Wanqing say? She said: "Jade Guanyin was originally mine, I wanted to get it earlier, what's wrong?"
Ma San grinned, and with that terrible scar, his face became somewhat distorted. He smiled coldly and said, "Yes, that's right. I changed my mind. I don't want revenge. I just want Miss Fu to come with me."
What does it mean to get Fu Wanqing, it means power, wealth and beauty, all of them are in hand. The young talents who went to Chivalry Villa almost broke the threshold, but none of them could win Fu Wanqing's favor. Of course Ma San didn't think he could be appreciated by Fu Wanqing, but he believed in the chain knife in his hand. No matter how powerful the legendary Fu Wanqing was, she was just a woman.
Ma San's gaze swept across Fu Wanqing's body, and then landed on Yu Shengyan's face. He stroked his hard beard and nodded in satisfaction. He looked at the two women in front of him who were enough to change the color of the world, as if he was looking at the goods that were about to belong to him. Some people have white eyes, and Ma San is such a person.
Fu Wanqing was still smiling, and she spit out a very vicious and vulgar sentence from her delicate and charming lips, she said: "What are you, you don't piss to take care of yourself, you forget your face Did you get that scar on your face?"
Ma San's burly body trembled, of course he didn't forget, he didn't see that sword clearly at all, he only felt a blue light flashing in front of his eyes, and his face was blurred with blood. He has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and he has hardly encountered such a situation, so he only believes that the man used some kind of demon method. Ma San is a person who cares about face, he was so despised and ridiculed by Fu Wanqing, his pursuit and pity for beauty instantly turned into anger, he roared wildly, and swung his chain knife at Fu Wanqing hack away. There was a strong wind on the knife, and it slammed down as if Mount Tai was pressing down on the top.
Someone fell with a bang.
The chain knife made a rattling sound, and the sharp blade directly smashed through the cabin.
"Miss, master, please go back." A respectful voice sounded outside the cabin.
Fu Wanqing flicked her sleeves, looked at the person lying in a pool of blood, and said with a smile: "What a disappointment." She tapped her toes, and her whole body was swept away like a puff of smoke, and a gust of palm wind hit her. On the paper lantern of the painting boat, in an instant, this exquisite painting boat was buried by raging fire. In the firelight that illuminated half of the sky, a figure in white clothes swept out, calm and calm.
Yu Shengyan kept her promise and followed Fu Wanqing.
Fortunately, Fu Wanqing has always acted cunningly, and almost everyone in Chivalry Villa thinks she is a disguised impostor, except for that cunning old fox Fu Hui with eyes like torches. Yu Shengyan returned to Fu Wanqing's room and waited, while Fu Wanqing was called to the study by Fu Hui, saying that she had something important to discuss.
The important things are nothing more than the big things in the world that Fu Wanqing hates.
Fu Wanqing hated this arena, and also hated Fu Hui, who was the leader of the White Daoist Alliance. This was something everyone in Chivalry Villa knew. But they didn't dare to ask, let alone intervene. There were too many stories involved in this talk, and in the end there was only a sigh.
Fu Hui's brows were tightly frowned, his face always seemed to be shrouded in melancholy, he seldom stayed in the village, and he was always busy with things in his hands as he traveled between Jianghu sects. He raised his eyebrows and tried his best to soften his cold words, and asked, "Is the woman you brought back Yu Shengyan, the leader of the Demon Cult?"
Fu Wanqing smiled lightly, blinked and responded, "So what if you are, so what if you are not?"
Fu Hui's anger will always be aroused by her contemptuous attitude. He took a deep breath and said, "The good and the evil factions have been fighting for a long time in the Jianghu. Zhuangshang, it must be the Demon Cult and there are some plots and tricks. She Yu Shengyan dared to throw herself into the trap, so we naturally can't let her go easily. You brought Yu Shengyan back, and you did a good job."
Fu Wanqing raised her eyebrows, and asked with a smile: "Who said I was going to catch Yu Shengyan? She followed me, when did you see someone who has the guts to touch the person next to me?" Fu Wanqing's words are affirmative. The identity of the person, but she meant to protect Yu Shengyan and not allow anyone to touch her. Fu Wanqing always kept her word, and Fu Hui couldn't understand more about this. Fu Wanqing looks like her dead mother, but she doesn't know who has followed her temperament.
Knowing it with reason and moving it with emotion does not work at all in Fu Wanqing's body.
Fu Hui's face darkened, and he said: "If people in the Jianghu know that Yu Shengyan has stayed in our Chivalrous Villa safely, they will definitely think that we are in collusion with the Demon Cult, and the reputation of Chivalrous Villa will be ruined! Wan Qing, this matter is not a joke, put away your petty temper, I don't expect you to make any contribution to the Jianghu Baidao Alliance, I just ask you not to make trouble here, or don't blame me for being ruthless! The current martial arts is chaotic enough Now, you may not know that besides the White Dao Alliance and the Devil's Cult, there is another strange force popping up."
Fu Wanqing sneered, her smile also restrained a bit, she brushed the broken hair in front of her forehead, a cold light flashed in her eyes, she responded softly: "Father, if you are here when I just leave Strangled me to death when I was in the womb, then all the troubles will be gone. You have had many opportunities, but they have all been missed, what else can you do now?"
Fu Hui, who is famous all over the world, is no longer Fu Wanqing's opponent.
Others don't know this, but their father and daughter know it clearly.
There was a laugh like a silver bell in the study, and Fu Wanqing drifted away like a puff of smoke.
There was only a sound of ping-ping-pong-pong behind him. The poor dead thing has become the target of Fu Hui's anger.