At the same time that Wu Zhongyuan was looking at the young woman, the young woman was also looking at him.

"What's your name?" asked the young woman with a smile.

"What do you want to do?" Wu Zhongyuan asked rhetorically, since the woman was still far away from him, he couldn't perceive the other party's aura cultivation, but this person must have spiritual energy cultivation, otherwise he would have discovered this person's existence a long time ago.

The young woman did not answer his words, but kindly reminded, "Run, his people are coming." ”

Wu Zhongyuan frowned when he heard the sound, listened carefully, and sure enough, he heard footsteps three miles downstream, the footsteps were very chaotic, and there were quite a few people.

"If you beat him like this, people won't give up with you, so run. The young woman laughed.

"Are you the Lord of Yanyun Mountain, Wan Shanhong?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

"Hey, you recognize me?" the young woman was surprised.

Wu Zhongyuan didn't answer, in fact, he had only heard of Wan Shanhong's name, but he had not seen her, the reason why he guessed that it was her was because this person could hear the voice three miles away, and he could also faintly hear it, which showed that the two of them were both Taixuan cultivators, and the three major Taixuan masters in the Southern Wilderness were Liu Jin'e of the Silkworm Valley, Dongyunju of Taipingzhai, and Wanshanhong of Yanyun Mountain.

"What are you doing stupidly," Wan Shanhong said with a smile, "The Minshan clan is very powerful in using poison, if they catch you, they will make you unable to survive or die." ”

Wu Zhongyuan didn't move, although he was beating the hooligans before, he had never used aura, and he was wearing civilian clothes at this time, and he had never worn the green dragon armor, so Wan Shanhong didn't see his origin.

Seeing that Wu Zhongyuan did not move, Wan Shanhong vaguely guessed that he was a master of qi training, so he picked up a stone and threw it at him.

The stone flew quickly, and Wu Zhongyuan tilted his body to avoid it.

Since he had never used aura, Wan Shanhong still couldn't determine his specific cultivation, but since he was able to dodge, he explained his martial arts, so Wan Shanhong didn't urge him to leave.

"Hey, what's your name?" asked Wan Shanhong casually.

"What do you want to do?" Wu Zhongyuan asked rhetorically.

"Haha, don't do it, I like your temper a lot, make a friend. Wan Shanhong threw a wink at him, the kind that was very exaggerated, and there were mostly jokes.

"That's not how I usually do. Wu Zhongyuan said.

"What are you like in your daily life?" asked Wan Shanhong with a smile.

"I'm married. "Wu Zhongyuan got vaccinated first.

"Hahaha, I make friends with you, do I care if you have a family or not?" Wan Shanhong laughed.

"What are you laughing at, what's so funny?" Wu Zhongyuan frowned.

"Thinking of what you did just now, I can't help but want to laugh," Wan Shanhong smiled, "You make people swear, and you make people cry and shout that you can't live without you, hahaha, laugh at me, you're so interesting, how old are you this year?"

"How old are you?" Wu Zhongyuan asked rhetorically, Wan Shanhong is a figure as famous as Liu Jin'e and Dong Yunju, and it stands to reason that he shouldn't be so young.

"Shouting auntie doesn't lose you. Wan Shanhong smiled lightly.

"How old are you?" Wu Zhongyuan was curious, Wan Shanhong was twenty-four or five years old.

"You know so many truths, don't you know that it's rude to ask a woman's youth?" Wan Shanhong said with a smile.

Wu Zhongyuan tilted his head to look at her.

Wan Shanhong picked up a stone and threw it at the river, "Count it yourself." ”

The pebbles flew past the water, causing a string of ripples.

"Thirty-six?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

"Can you speak?" Wan Shanhong stroked the ends of her hair and quipped, "The little girl was eighteen years old eighteen years ago. ”

Knowing that Wan Shanhong is thirty-six, Wu Zhongyuan is relieved, he is only twenty-two years old, the difference is fourteen years old, Wan Shanhong is almost old, and laughing with him just feels that he is very interesting, and there are no other factors mixed in.

"How old are you?" asked Wan Shanhong with a smile.

"Uncle Ben was eleven years old eleven years ago. Wu Zhongyuan said casually.

As soon as these words came out, Wan Shanhong's smiling flowers trembled, "Haha, I like you so much, recognize me as a sister." ”

Wu Zhongyuan didn't answer, but showed a disgusted look.

Wu Zhongyuan's disgusted expression made Wan Shanhong laugh again, "What kind of eyes do you have?"

"Do you know who I am, and you recognize me as a younger brother?" Wu Zhongyuan pouted.

"I don't know who you are, but you are kind-hearted and funny, if I met you when I was young, I would have to marry you desperately, but unfortunately, I am old. Wan Shanhong sighed exaggeratedly, and turned to point to a group of people rushing from downstream, "Are you really not running?"

Wu Zhongyuan didn't move, not only downstream, but also people from the upstream were approaching this side, judging by the sound of footsteps, there were quite a few people, but the upstream group of people was still far away from here at this time, and they should not be in the same group as those from the downstream.

"Why should I run?" Wu Zhongyuan said casually, "I am acting bravely in the name of righteousness, stopping the crime, and preserving this girl's reputation, they should thank me." ”

"But it's not the Gu clan that came, it's the Minshan clan. Wan Shanhong said.

"It should be the Gu Clan upstream, right?" Wu Zhongyuan said.

Hearing Wu Zhongyuan's words, Wan Shanhong frowned and tilted his ears, and when he heard the footsteps, he turned back in confusion and looked Wu Zhongyuan up and down.

She judged Wu Zhongyuan's cultivation and Wu Zhongyuan's judgment of her cultivation using the same method, and the footsteps upstream were also miles away, and she was holding Taixuan cultivation, and her hearing was still very vague, which showed that Wu Zhongyuan's cultivation was not inferior to her.

Thirty or forty people ran downstream, mostly men in the prime of life, wearing Southern Wilderness costumes, in addition to some common weapons, they also carried bamboo baskets on their backs, hanging waist baskets, and some people were still holding ** in their hands, carrying bamboo tubes.

Wan Shanhong had been sitting in the same place, and when the people of the Minshan tribe saw her, they saw that she looked as usual, and she was a young woman, so they didn't attack her, ran past her, and rushed towards Wu Zhongyuan with a fierce momentum.

Wu Zhongyuan is still holding a cotton locust strip in his hand, so he is naturally the murderer.

The hooligan was lying on the ground and pretending to be dead, but when he saw his people coming, he suddenly came to his senses, struggled to get up, and shouted for help.

Hearing everyone's call for a hooligan, Wu Zhongyuan knew that this guy was the son of the patriarch of the Minshan clan.

Wu Zhongyuan originally wanted to reason with them, but they didn't reason with him, brandished weapons, and fought when they came up.

Not all tribes can practice qi, in fact, there are not many tribes that can practice qi, and the Minshan tribe does not have aura cultivation, and fights rely on brute force.

Naturally, it is not worth using weapons to deal with these people, he directly beats them with a small stick, he reacts quickly, and he doesn't even need to urge the aura.

Seeing that it was not Wu Zhongyuan's opponent, the people of the Minshan clan took out their housekeeping skills, scorpions, centipedes, poisonous snakes, poisonous arrows, and greeted him with a single brain, blowing medicine powder, and spraying poisonous smoke, and there were two people on the right who threw toads at him.

Wu Zhongyuan had no choice but to extend the aura and condense the aura barrier from outside the body.

Seeing the dark purple barrier, Wan Shanhong stood up and stared with a frown.

Seeing that the "hidden weapons" thrown out were all bounced back by the aura barrier, the Minshan people were frightened, and they retreated one after another, stopping the attack.

The hooligans were shouting loudly, but when they found that the rescue of their clansmen was blocked, they hurriedly fell back to the ground and continued to play dead.

At this moment, Wan Shanhong began to laugh again, laughing happier and more presumptuous than before.

"What are you laughing at?" Wu Zhongyuan was tired of squinting.

"I know who you are, haha, yes, it's definitely you. Wan Shanhong may have a stomachache from laughing, and raised her hand to cover her stomach.

"What's the mess?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

"You are the patriarch of the bear clan, Wu Zhongyuan. Wan Shanhong said.

"A fool can guess. Wu Zhongyuan scoffed, a twenty-two-year-old Taixuan master, and he was the only one looking for him in the world.

"Haha, I was still wondering before, what kind of person is Da Wu of the bear clan, not only forced Dong Yunju to marry a fat woman, but also forced Dong Yunju to have a child with that fat woman, if you can't give birth, you have to go to someone's funeral, hahaha, you are happy to kill me, you are really out of tune. Wan Shan smiled forward and leaned back.

Wu Zhongyuan didn't refute, in fact, he spent most of his time on tuning, but there were times when he was maverick and did some strange things.

The Minshan clan is a small tribe in the Southern Wilderness, but they have also heard of the bear clan, and know that the bear clan is one of the three giants of Middle Earth, seeing that Wu Zhongyuan turned out to be the patriarch of the bear clan, they almost peed their pants in fright, if it weren't for the Shaodong family still lying on the ground, they would have run away a long time ago.

It didn't take long for a group of people to come upstream, there were about twenty of them, led by a middle-aged man, about forty years old, these people should have also been attracted by the terrible screams of the hooligans, all carrying bows and arrows.

The middle-aged man seemed to be the father of the vase, and when he saw him coming, the vase immediately ran to him crying.

The middle-aged man eagerly asked what was going on, but the vase just cried and didn't answer.

The vase didn't say, the middle-aged man didn't continue to ask, there was a man covered in blood and disheveled on the ground, here was his daughter crying and crying, and there was a young man in a middle-earth costume standing in the middle, with a small stick in his hand, and there was no need to ask what happened, it was clear at a glance.

The Minshan clan wanted to save the hooligans but didn't dare, and the Gu clan wanted to make sure that the vase didn't suffer a loss, and it was difficult to speak, and the atmosphere was very embarrassing.

"Well," Wu Zhongyuan cleared his throat, "I'll make a long story short, what's this person's name?" Oh, Gu Nabao, Gu Nabao found a few splashes to come and bully Marceau, and he ran out to be a good guy himself at the critical moment......

Without waiting for Wu Zhongyuan to finish speaking, the hooligan shouted to admit his mistake, "I know it's wrong, I'm also obsessed, messed up, I should be beaten, I deserve it." ”

The hooligan shouted, and the father of the vase immediately took over the conversation, "Shaoxia, thank you so much, and I owe it to you to act in time, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable." ”

As soon as the two of them answered, Wu Zhongyuan couldn't continue, and the reason why the hooligans were in a hurry to interrupt was undoubtedly because he was worried that he would tell everyone about his previous unbearableness. And the reason why the father of the vase intervened was to let everyone know that his daughter was still innocent and had not been succeeded by the hooligans.

At this point, the matter is basically over, those who should be beaten should be beaten, those who are wrong are admitted, everyone knows the truth of the matter, and from Wu Zhongyuan's position, there is no way to say anything.

"Let's go, let's go. Wu Zhongyuan waved his hand at the people of the Minshan tribe,

He let him go, and the people of Minshan hurriedly came over to lift the hooligans and went downstream.

After everyone from the Minshan clan left, the father of the vase raised his hand at Wu Zhongyuan again, "The Gu clan is not far from here, please also ask the young man to move forward, and allow me to wait for a few days to express my gratitude." ”

Before Wu Zhongyuan could answer, Wan Shanhong's voice came from afar, "Patriarch Miba, if you really want to thank others, show some sincerity, I heard that you refined a pair of sons and mothers not long ago, is there such a thing......?"