After hearing this, Qin Wanwan relaxed, opened her arms and fell backwards, her whole body sprawled on the stage. Before Jian Xingzhi and the others could rush onto the stage, a group of crazy swordsmen had already rushed up, grabbed Qin Wanwan's hands and feet and lifted her up, tossed her up with cheers, and dropped her with cheers.
Jian Xingzhi looked at Qin Wanwan from a distance, his eyes showing the light of satisfaction of an old father. Cui Lu was a little anxious: "Why don't you quickly get her back and apply medicine?!"
"No problem."
Jian Xingzhi's eyes were full of admiration: "Let her enjoy the happiness for a little longer."
Qin Wanwan must be allowed to experience this kind of joy that belongs only to the winner.
As he spoke, he kept his eye on the injured monk not far away. The monk was surrounded by many people, and they seemed to be from a sect. One of the monks raised his hand as if he was about to die, and tightly grasped the sleeve of a young man.
"For me..." He murmured hoarsely, "Revenge..."
As he spoke, the man turned his head and closed his eyes.
"Oh no!" a little boy beside the young man screamed, "Second Brother is dead!"
"Shut up!" The young man whose sleeve was grabbed shouted at the child, "He just fainted!"
As he said this, the young man turned his head and looked at the monk whose face was swollen, his eyes full of sorrow: "Second Junior Brother, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you."
"Brother..." The little boy heard the young man talking and hesitated, "He is not dead yet, what is there to seek revenge for?"
"Shut up!" the young man shouted, "Why can't you speak? Can't you take revenge if you don't die? How can the people of Jujian Villa be bullied by this guy? As your eldest senior brother, I will not let anyone hurt my disciples without paying any price! I, Yan Wushuang, will show them how powerful I am!"
As he spoke, a hint of viciousness appeared in the young man's eyes, and he turned to look at Qin Wanwan who was being abandoned.
Jian Xingzhi, Cui Lu and others nearby had extraordinary hearing ability and heard those words clearly. The three of them looked at each other and laughed mockingly at the same time: "Ha."
A bunch of bastards.
"Let's take him back to recover first." Cui Lu glanced at Yan Wushuang and the others without leaving a trace, and ordered Nan Feng, "Go get a wheelchair."
Nan Feng quickly went to rent a wheelchair nearby. After Xie Gutang stepped forward and asked everyone to stop, Jian Xingzhi helped the man down from the ring and put him on the wheelchair. He looked at Qin Wanwan, who looked exhausted, with both hands on the side of the wheelchair: "How do you feel?"
Qin Wanwan raised her eyes to look at him, with some certainty in her vicissitudes of life eyes: "It feels great."
Before Jian Xingzhi could say anything else to encourage him, Qin Wanwan spoke up: "I will not let anyone who dares to step on my face go."
Hearing these words, Jian Xingzhi inexplicably felt a little bit weak, remembering that he used to not care about these things when fighting, he swallowed his saliva and said, "Actually, stepping on someone's face isn't a big deal."
Qin Wanwan looked at him coldly, and Jian Xingzhi quickly made amends: "But from today on, I will no longer take it personally. If someone steps on your face, I think that person deserves a beating."
"That's right." Qin Wanwan nodded, "He deserves to be beaten!"
"Let's go back." Xie Gutang chatted with his master and disciple, glanced at Yan Wushuang, and reminded, "We still need to apply medicine."
Jian Xingzhi nodded, made way, and told Xie Gutang: "You push the wheelchair."
Xie Gutang didn't say much, knowing that Jian Xingzhi gave him the seat because he wanted him to protect Qin Wanwan closely. He didn't say much, pushed the wheelchair and followed Cui Lu in front, and the group left together.
As Qin Wanwan led a few people away, Yan Wushuang immediately looked at the people around him, raised his chin, and immediately a disciple followed Jian Xingzhi and others.
Jian Xingzhi noticed that someone was following them. He didn't say much. Several people pushed Qin Wanwan and walked slowly on the road. They even deliberately took side alleys and remote roads. They went wherever there was danger, as if they were waiting for someone to come to them.
Qin Wanwan was a little surprised by the route they chose, but before she could ask, she heard someone whispering not far away: "Brother, everyone has copied the weapons, are we going straight ahead?"
Qin Wanwan paused. She detected the sound with her spiritual sense. If it was an ordinary cultivator, he would definitely not be able to hear it, but she, Jian Xingzhi and others obviously could.
She glanced at Jian Xingzhi next to her, and Jian Xingzhi raised his chin towards the source of the sound. Qin Wanwan immediately understood that Jian Xingzhi was waiting for someone to come to her.
She didn't say anything, pretending not to hear the conversation between the group of noobs around her.
A slightly hoarse female voice sounded, and it seemed that she had a plan in mind: "No, we need to take revenge at the lowest cost. We should not attack together, but focus on one person. If they hurt your second brother alone, we will make them pay the price!"
She spoke with confidence, as if they could win if they worked together.
"Then," a little boy's voice sounded, "who should we start with?"
As soon as the question came out, Qin Wanwan and others immediately pricked up their ears, waiting for their choice.
Yan Wushuang thought for a moment and said, "Xie Gutang..."
Hearing this voice, everyone looked towards Xie Gutang, and then Yan Wushuang said, "No, it's not easy to catch a half-step transformation."
"Brother, your analysis is very correct." Hearing that Yan Wushuang still had some rationality, everyone in the Giant Sword Villa nodded in unison, "Xie Gutang can't do it."
Xie Gutang was passed over, and everyone started to pay attention to him. Then he heard the little boy ask: "What about the old woman with bird feathers?"
"Women should not bully women," Yan Wushuang's thoughts were very strange, "and she is either rich or noble, with extraordinary momentum, narrow eyes, and a fierce look on her face. At first glance, she is easily angered and not easy to mess with. Forget it."
Upon hearing this, Qin Wanwan looked down at Cuilv's clenched fist. While observing a moment of silence for Yan Wushuang, she couldn't help but feel that the comment was very on point.
"Then... let's just go find the one in the wheelchair. She's the one who beat up Second Senior Brother. Let's take revenge on her!"
The little boy thought about it and proposed a plan, but Yan Wushuang continued to deny it: "No, her sword intent is extraordinary. Since we want to keep the cost low, we must find the weakest one."
"The weakest?"
The child was puzzled.
Qin Wanwan, Jian Xingzhi and others looked at Nanfeng together.
Xie Gutang, Cuilu, and Qin Wanwan were all ruled out, leaving only Jian Xingzhi and Nanfeng. Who is stronger and who is weaker? It's hard to tell at a glance...
"The good-looking one." Yan Wushuang said affirmatively. Cui Lu stumbled. Everyone suppressed their inner surprise and sympathy and listened to Yan Wushuang's serious analysis: "Look at him, he is obviously a Yuanying cultivator, but he wants to cheat in the competition. Why do you think he is doing this?"
"Why?"
Everyone wants to ask.
Yan Wushuang said in a very logical manner: "This proves that his cultivation is all piled up by drugs, and he is completely vulnerable."
Everyone suddenly understood and felt that it made a lot of sense.
"And then, he's good-looking." Yan Wushuang continued to analyze, "He follows Qin Wanwan every day. You see, Qin Wanwan's swordsmanship is extraordinary, and the sword in her hand is even more of a divine weapon. Such a person must be from a big sect. She follows a beautiful but useless man. What do you think the identity of this man is?"
"What's your identity?"
The little boy asked, Yan Wushuang glanced at Jian Xingzhi and confirmed every word: "Male concubine."
As he spoke, he emphasized: "Qin Wanwan's favorite male pet."
Jian Xing and his group: “…”
The more Yan Wushuang thought about it, the more it made sense: "He is Qin Wanwan's man, so humiliating this man is equivalent to humiliating Qin Wanwan. He is weak and beautiful, and he must have never experienced a big storm. Catch him and scare him casually. If he is afraid, he will beg for mercy immediately and let me do whatever I want!"
"Brother, what you said is absolutely right." The people at Giant Sword Villa had already imagined the scene where Jian Xingzhi would cry and beg his master to save him, and began to praise Yan Wushuang crazily: "You are worthy of being our senior brother!"
"Now there's just one question."
The little boy said indifferently: "They are all walking together, how can you tie them up?"
Upon hearing this, Jian Xingzhi immediately said, "Ah, I remembered I need to buy something, you guys go first."
Everyone knew that Jian Xingzhi wanted to stay alone. After nodding, Qin Wanwan waved her hand: "Then we will go back first."
With that, everyone turned around and left. Jian Xingzhi pretended to go back to buy something and walked alone in the alley.
"He's alone!"
When the disciples nearby saw Jian Xingzhi was alone, they immediately became excited and said, "Let's catch him quickly."
"No," Yan Wushuang raised his hand to stop them, "Let's observe for a while to see if he is really weak."
“Very alert.”
After hearing what Yan Wushuang said, 666 immediately told Jian Xingzhi: "Master, come and show them the power of green tea."
When Jian Xingzhi heard this, he understood what 666 meant. He kicked a stone and fell down with a cry of "ouch". He pinched his throat and shouted, "Ah, it hurts."
Everyone was silent for a while, and the little boy asked suspiciously: "Did he kick the rabbit-sized rock to pieces?"
"Her legs are strong." Yan Wushuang sighed, "She is worthy of being a male favorite."
"Is this the time to talk?"
The little boy said indifferently: "Should we catch him or not?"
Yan Wushuang thought about it and decided: "Catch him!"
Jian Xingzhi was particularly excited when he heard this. He was ready to go, waiting for Yan Wushuang to come to him for support. Unexpectedly, just as he was full of anticipation, he heard a childish voice behind him: "Big brother."
Jian Xingzhi turned around in surprise and saw a boy of about seven or eight years old standing there, calling him sweetly: "I'm lost, can you take me home?"
Judging from the voice, the boy was the one who had just talked with Yan Wushuang.
They actually used such a roundabout method to catch him, which shows that they really value the cost.
"OK."
In order to catch Yan Wushuang and give him a reasonable beating, Jian Xingzhi decided to accept the boy. He walked over and crossed his arms over his chest: "Let's go, where is your home?"
Upon hearing this, the boy quickly showed Jian Xingzhi the way.
The two of them came to a pub together. The pub was not crowded, with a few people sitting here and there. Yan Wushuang sat in the farthest corner, looking at Jian Xingzhi from a distance. She raised her hand, quite like an elder brother: "Bring him over."
As he spoke, someone came forward and led Jian Xingzhi and the boy in.
The boy thought Jian Xingzhi didn't know him, so he introduced him to Jian Xingzhi: "He is my family's servant. Big brother, please meet my sister and have a meal with her."
Jian Xingzhi nodded and followed the boy inside indifferently. When they reached the corner, he looked down at Yan Wushuang.
In order to get rid of the pressure brought by the height difference, Yan Wushuang raised his hand and leaned back on the chair, and asked with great momentum: "What's your name?"
"Just do it."
Jian Xingzhi replied coldly, and Yan Wushuang nodded: "The name is very good, but it's a pity that after today, there will probably be no such name."
Jian Xingzhi didn't say anything, so Yan Wushuang laughed, "You didn't guess it, but the boy next to you, known as the Golden Sword Boy, is over 300 years old and doesn't need you to bring him here at all."
"oh."
Jian Xingzhi nodded. Yan Wushuang stood up and approached Jian Xingzhi with a cold face: "Are you scared? The whole tavern is full of our people. If I give the order, everyone will take a bite and eat you up."
"So what are you going to do?"
"I came here this time to ask you to do one thing," Yan Wushuang said, raising his head, "Apologize on behalf of your master and my junior brother."
"Your master was so cruel to my fellow apprentice brother in the ring. I will make you pay the price!"
Yan Wushuang spoke arrogantly, and Jian Xingzhi secretly concentrated his sword.
"Come on, then."
As he said that, Jian Xingzhi sneered: "Let me see your strength."
"Okay," Yan Wushuang sneered, "If you don't accept my toast, then I will let you see how powerful our Giant Sword Villa is. Remember, no one who bullies the Giant Sword Villa can escape unscathed without paying any price."
"Oh," Jian Xingzhi nodded, "Then I won't retreat."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jian Xingzhi raised his hand and slashed with his sword. Yan Wushuang saw Jian Xingzhi's sword coming and immediately jumped away.
But she moved fast, and Jian Xingzhi moved even faster. Long before she jumped up, Jian Xingzhi's second lightsaber was already waiting for her at the point where Yan Wushuang landed. The moment she landed, the light suddenly burst out and blew her away!
“Senior Brother!”
Seeing Yan Wushuang being knocked away, everyone rushed over, surrounded Jian Xingzhi, and tried to pull Yan Wushuang.
Jian Xingzhi raised his sword and looked around: "Remember this, no one who wants to attack my apprentice can escape unscathed without paying a price. You can use any tricks you have, and see if I can break them with one sword!"
Hearing this, Yan Wushuang vomited a mouthful of blood. She was helped up, gasping, and staring at Jian Xingzhi.
"Okay, very good. Now that we have come this far, I have no choice but to let you see my true strength."
"please."
Jian Xingzhi raised his hand, inviting her to make a move.
Yan Wushuang laughed loudly and pointed to the side: "Do you know what is the place opposite the tavern?"
"What place?" Jian Xingzhi was puzzled. Just as he finished speaking, a group of sword cultivators suddenly rushed into the tavern. Yan Wushuang smiled triumphantly and immediately lay down on the ground.
The faces of the people in Giant Sword Villa suddenly changed. Some of them lay down and spilled blood on themselves, while others knelt on the ground and began to cry loudly.
"Brother! You were beaten so badly, brother!" The little boy crawled over, crying bitterly, "Just because you looked at him for a second longer in the crowd, you were beaten to the point of vomiting blood and having broken bones all over your body. Is there still justice in this world? Is there still law?!"
Jian Xingzhi listened to these words with a bewildered look on his face. Before he could say anything, he heard a loud shout and the swordsman who rushed in raised his badge.
"The city's police are investigating the case, and everyone is avoiding it."
As he spoke, the sword cultivator turned to look at Jian Xingzhi: "Someone reported that someone was bullying the weak and causing trouble in the city. Is that you?"
"?!"
Jian Xingzhi was confused. He turned to look at Yan Wushuang and saw Yan Wushuang raising a finger in the dark.
"100 Spiritual Stones," a voice fell into Jian Xingzhi's ears, "I will stand up now."