Yu Muren has a fire in his heart. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

A fire that was about to burn his sanity to the ground.

The source of this fire, there is no doubt that it was ignited by Yan Li.

Since Yan Li came to Yongling, he first killed his aunt who loved him the most, and then three times and twice, he let himself lose face in front of the public, and became the laughing stock of the entire Yongling after tea and dinner, from the top twenty masters of the academy to the laughing stock of the entire Yongling after tea and dinner; Tang Sanghua, the beauty he admired, got closer and closer to him. In the past two days, I have been talking and laughing without being jealous, as if I am a man of you and me, which is really jealous and hateful.

At this moment, he had only one thought in his heart, and that was to let Yan Li taste the pain he had tasted, and let him fall into the abyss, struggling and begging for mercy in hell.

The thought of that scene made him tremble with excitement.

And, most crucially, he has the keys to making this scenario a reality.

"Young Master, this is it!"

In the south of the city, there is a Da'an Fang near Anhua Gate, which belongs to Yong'an Yuan, and a catcher led a few catchers to a low bungalow, and Yu Shepherd paced over at the back.

"Before Yu Gong disappeared, that flour shop Xiaoer was hiding here, there could be no mistake in the intelligence?" he asked coldly.

For a pampered young master like him, running in vain and disappointing hope is an unforgivable sin, and he will not mind killing people to vent his anger.

The catcher didn't know his mood at all, and said excitedly: "Young master, it will never be wrong, this is the cousin of one of my brothers." ”

Yu Muren waved his hand and said, "Go in and get people out for me!"

The people in the house had already heard the movement, and the arrester quickly got the order, and immediately broke down the door, and the panicked screams sounded at the right time.

At this moment, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy rushed out, burrowed under his armpit in the amazement of Yu Muren, and desperately fled out.

"Little bastard, dare to escape?"

Yu Muren's face was hideous, his feet touched the ground, and he reached out sharply.

The palm momentum gradually condensed, turning into an invisible wind, enveloping the young man, and the air flow formed a visible palm, slashing the young man's back.

Boom!

The boy screamed and flew out, and then he was trampled by Yu Muren and couldn't get up again.

Grabbing the young man lightly, Yu Muren couldn't help but feel that he was in control, "This is my strength!" Yan Li, this time you can't escape from the palm of my hand!"

"Spare me, spare me, I really don't know anything......"

The young man cried and begged for mercy: "Please, I don't know where Yugong went, don't look for me again......"

Yu Mudao: "Anyone else has looked for you?"

The boy said with teary eyes: "Yes, yes, it's a veiled sister......"

"I don't know!" Yu Muren frowned slightly, and then sneered indifferently, "You are really a guy in Yugong's flour shop, which has been seized as an underworld stronghold, and all those related to it will be sentenced to death, do you think you can escape?"

"The official will spare me, the official will spare me......" The young man cried bitterly, "Villain, villain really doesn't know anything......"

Yu Muren sneered: "It's easy to survive, as long as you help me point out someone." Presumably you are no stranger to what your boss sells, and as long as you speak truthfully, you will not only survive, but also get a reward that you will never spend in your life. ”

"Really?" the boy stopped crying.

"My son is out of his word, and the horse is hard to chase!" Yu Muren patted his chest.

The young man immediately said excitedly: "Okay, the little one is willing, whatever you say, the little one will do it." ”

......

Yongling is still Yongling, even if Yan Li's arrival makes it even more noisy.

Those surging undercurrents, which never cease, move firmly and slowly in a certain direction, even if a few tributaries occasionally branch off because of certain people, will eventually complete their convergence.

This is the collision of wills, the trend of the general trend, the choice of fate, and the destination of heroes.

At the end of the next day, a bustling crowd of people poured into the academy.

In front of the outer courtyard square, Zhao Qiping yawned a little boredly, searching for something in the crowd.

In the past few days, he has been trying to get close to Yan Li, waiting at the door of the restaurant every day, pretending to meet inadvertently, and then going to school together, taking the opportunity to contact feelings.

It's a pity, I don't know if Yan Li deliberately avoided him and always couldn't wait for others, which made Zhao Qiping very unwilling.

He has the real name of the sixth grade, and he is already the best in the academy, and if he is lucky, it is not impossible to pass the assessment of the inner courtyard. He couldn't waste the talent given by God, intending to get more opportunities, and his intuition told him that following Yan Li, he would definitely get unimaginable benefits.

Especially in the past two days, the academy has spread loudly, and it is said that Yan Li's identity is not simple, not only can he freely enter and exit the forbidden place behind the academy, but also have the opportunity to enter the palace to face the saint.

There are thousands of people in the academy and hundreds of cultivators, but there are less than ten fingers of those who have the opportunity to face the saints, and it is not now, it is the future where they will get ahead.

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a huge force crashing over, and he couldn't react for a while, so he sat down on the ground.

Being knocked down in public is no less than a shame for a young man with strong blood.

Zhao Qiping couldn't hold back his anger for a while, and when he was impulsive, he didn't see people clearly, so he scolded angrily: "Which bastard thing has so few eyes?"

He would never have imagined that just such a scolding would bury his future.

"Bastard?" a stocky man sneered condescendingly, "You're getting impatient!"

Zhao Qiping looked up, and his heart suddenly became cold, and cold sweat broke out: "Zhang, Senior Brother Zhang......"

In the same academy, the other party's strength is stronger than him, and there is nothing wrong with calling him a senior brother.

"Senior brother?" the man sneered, "This waste-like thing, how dare you have the face to call me senior brother?"

There were also two men beside him, who stepped on Zhao Qiping's hand left and right, causing Zhao Qiping, who was about to get up, to the ground again.

One of them said: "Even our boss dares to collide and eat the bear's heart and leopard gall? I heard that you recently caught up with Yan Li, that pariah, you really take yourself seriously, right?"

When the surrounding audience saw the three people, they were all shocked and hid to the side.

These three people are notorious, the short man named Zhang Zhixiong, who appeared when he was registered, is a genius with a real name of the fifth class. Generally speaking, if the real name is above the fifth rank, the cultivation speed is significantly increased, which is not the same as that of a practitioner below the fifth rank.

Zhang Zhixiong is ranked tenth in the academy, and he is at the peak of the four-rank martial artist, so he can walk sideways in the outer courtyard. More importantly, he is also the man of the year in the academy and Wang Yuanqing's lackey.

Wherever he appears, there is Wang Yuanqing.

Sure enough, under the steps in front of the teaching house, a boy in brocade clothes and jade clothes sat there watching the play with a smile.

Wang Yuanqing is not only ranked fifth in the academy, but also the little son of the Martial God Mansion, and Yongling, who walks all over the land with powerful and many high-ranking officials, is almost one of the small number of people standing at the top.

The master of the Martial God Mansion is none other than the general Wang Ba, who is known as the Martial God.

Zhao Qiping was shocked and angry, and said, "This is the academy, you dare to do it to me?"

Another attendant spat in his face and sneered: "Isn't it, you hit our boss first, we call it self-defense, do you understand self-defense?"

At this time, hundreds of people had gathered in the square, and it was a shame to be spit on in front of hundreds of people. And the person who spits on is just Zhang Zhixiong's lackey, and his cultivation is not as good as him.

Zhao Qiping was furious: "I will report this matter to the teaching practice, and you will wait to be expelled from the academy!"

Zhang Zhixiong smiled and said, "I'm not an unreasonable person, I can ignore your insult just now, as long as you apologize to me." ”

was knocked down, and was spit on and insulted, if you have to apologize to the other party, I'm afraid it's not as good as a lackey.

Zhao Qiping's face turned red, and he clenched his teeth tightly.

Another attendant saw that he was slow to speak, so he also spat and kicked him in the face, "Miscellaneous, did you apologize?"

"Apologize, apologize and I'll let you go. Zhang Zhixiong said with a smile, "Or let your master Yanli, that pariah come to apologize to me, it's not impossible." ”

When the onlookers heard this, they immediately understood that it was originally aimed at Yan Li.

Zhao Qiping gritted his teeth and said word by word: "I have nothing to do with Yan Li......"

Zhang Zhixiong's face suddenly turned cold, and said: "I don't care if you have anything to do with it, you bumped into me, insulted me, apologized and wronged you?"

The momentum was surging like a tide, and the coercion of the fifth-rank true name was unreservedly released.

Zhao Qiping only felt panicked in his heart, and had the illusion of being targeted by a fierce beast, and under the fright, he couldn't help but speak: "I'm not ......."

At this moment, there was a noise in the crowd: Yan, Yan is leaving......

I saw that the back wall spontaneously lined up a corridor, and a figure appeared at the end of the corridor.

The figure is naturally Yan Li.

Seeing Yan Li walking straight towards Zhang Zhixiong, everyone became excited. Since Yan Li came to the academy, I don't know how much limelight he has made, although he can't define his strength, he is even more influential than the man of the hour.

The man of the year against the man of the hour must be a big show.

Zhang Zhixiong turned around, hugged his arms, and looked at him coldly.

On the other side, Wang Yuanqing, who was sitting on the steps, locked his eyes on Yan Li, with a disdainful sneer on his lips, "There are no tigers in the mountains, and the monkey is called the king." However, I didn't come to the academy for a few days, and someone took advantage of my absence to stir up the wind and rain, and made a name for Tianzi No. 1, but it turned out to be a five-grade minion, and he simply laughed off his big teeth!"

Naked provocation.

Everyone held their breath and waited to see how Yan Li would respond.

Seeing Yan Li coming straight over, Zhao Qiping suddenly felt a feeling of tears in his eyes, and he shouted with difficulty: "Yan, Brother Yan......"

However, Yan Li's footsteps were still slow, and he didn't even glance at Zhao Qiping.

He finally stopped, and looked at Zhang Zhixiong, who was a head shorter than him, very coldly, "Shorty." ”

Dwarf!

Everyone gasped, who didn't know that Zhang Zhixiong hated people the most and scolded him for being short.

Yan Li plucked his ears, "You're in the way, get out of the way!"