Wang Hu smiled lewdly, approached Lu Xiaorou step by step, and soon forced her into a corner. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

There was a rusty sword in the corner of the wall, and the frightened Lu Xiaorou immediately pulled it out, and the tip of the sword pointed at Wang Hu from afar.

If you dare to take another step forward, I will die for you immediately. Lu Xiaorou's lips were bitten white, and in order to preserve her innocence, she had to force her to die.

However, Lu Xiaorou's threat was exchanged for a strange laugh from Wang Hu, and he said disdainfully: A woman who is powerless wants to commit suicide in front of me is simply a fool's dream.

Wang Hu is a five-fold martial artist with a casting body, with a simple strength of 1,500 catties, and the speed is as fast as lightning, he can easily subdue Lu Xiaorou.

Hearing Wang Hu's strange laughter, she was like a bird in a cage, she was already desperate, and her hand holding the rusty sword was trembling.

Wang Hu was even more proud, he caught Lu Xiaorou today, and he could go to the cave room that night, this little girl he had been thinking about for countless nights.

A dog raised by the Lu family dares to come to the young master's territory to be presumptuous, is it really the rules of the Lu family to be an ornament?

At this moment, Lu Feng's figure suddenly appeared in the main hall, his face was still pale, but it gave people the illusion that the sword was about to be unsheathed, and his cold gaze was fixed on Wang Hu.

It turned out to be the famous waste young master, I thought you had died of illness. Wang Hu let out a sarcastic sound, with an indifferent attitude.

No one in the entire Lu family knew that Lu Feng was the most useless waste son of King Zhennan, who was abandoned in this remote courtyard and waited to die.

Lu Feng's face was cold, he ignored Wang Hu, and said in a deep voice: Sister Xiaorou, return the twenty taels you owe him to him, and let him leave early.

Young Master Waste, you are wrong, it is two hundred taels of silver, if there is no silver, Lu Xiaorou can only give me Wang Hu as a concubine. Wang Hu squinted his eyes slightly, and the corners of his mouth showed disdain.

Hearing this, Lu Feng's cold eyes swept over: Who gave you the guts of the dog, dare to extort silver taels from Young Master Ben.

You...... Wang Hu was suddenly angry, and his fierce aura pressed towards Lu Feng, but then he sneered: This is my Wang Hu's rules.

A son of the world whose status is not much higher than that of his subordinates, as long as he is not beaten to death, no one will trouble him after being bullied a few times.

Abruptly, Lu Feng walked towards Lu Xiaorou and said seriously: Sister Xiaorou, give me the sword.

Lu Xiaorou was a little overwhelmed, but seeing Lu Feng's determined eyes, she still handed over the rusty sword to Lu Feng.

Lu Feng, what do you want to do? Seeing Lu Feng holding the sword, Wang Hu had an inexplicable fear in his heart.

As a house slave, but the master's territory is arrogant, today I will teach you how to be a good slave.

As soon as the words fell, Lu Feng's footsteps stepped up and walked towards Wang Hu in an extremely strange way, and the sword in his hand pierced out like flowing water, bringing up countless sword shadows.

Waste, you are bringing shame on yourself!

Wang Hu roared violently, and a punch slammed out, sending out a shockwave in the air, and a fist shadow fell suddenly.

A waste, I really thought it was the dazzling genius two years ago, and today he Wang Hu wants to teach this young master a good lesson.

A punch swept in, Lu Feng only slightly sided, dodged his fist, and at the same time, in an instant, his sword was directly aimed at Wang Hu's neck, stabbing a little into the flesh and blood.

was hit in the neck by the sword, if this waste was ruthless, he would die, Wang Hu was completely frightened, who would have thought that this waste young master who was waiting for death suddenly became so powerful, and said in a trembling tone: As long as you let me go, I don't want this money.

Xiao Feng, Wang Hu is the slave of the Seventh Young Master after all, and if he moves, there will be a lot of trouble. At this moment, Lu Xiaorou walked to Lu Feng's side and said worriedly.

The seventh young master in her mouth is a genius in the family, the same age as Lu Feng, but he is already a powerhouse who is about to advance to the Ninth Fold, and he is also the second son of the queen.

When he was a child, when Lu Feng was at his most dazzling, King Zhennan once made a marriage contract for him.

However, as he became a waste, this paper marriage contract also existed in name only, and that woman was also entangled with the Seventh Young Master, so after Lu Feng became a waste, he often let some minions trouble him.

Dissatisfied, let him come to me to theorize As soon as he thought of Wang Hu bullying Lu Xiaorou, he became angry, and the sword in his abrupt hand fell on Wang Hu's left arm.

Under a splash of blood, Wang Hu's left arm flew into the air.

Suddenly, the sword made Wang Hu cover his empty left arm in pain, and shouted: "Waste, you dare to cut off my arm."

Full of foul language, get out of here!.

Lu Feng put away his sword and kicked Wang Hu in the chest with one kick, and the huge force kicked him out of the main hall and rolled into the courtyard.

The current Lu Feng has the strength of the triple body casting, plus the experience of his previous life, cleaning up a vicious slave is no less than stepping on an ant to death.

With this arm, you get out of here for me, too. At this time, Lu Feng's cold eyes looked at the other minion.

Seeing Lu Feng's ferocity, how dare the other minion talk nonsense, he hurriedly picked up Wang Hu's broken arm and pulled the seriously injured Wang Hu out of the small courtyard.

Xiao Feng, you, are too impulsive, they are the people of the Seventh Young Master after all.

Lu Xiaorou's heart was full of worry.

Don't worry, Sister Xiaorou, with me in the future, no one can bully you.

Lu Feng squeezed Lu Xiaorou's hand, on the bright side, no one could deal with him openly.

There is also a set of iron rules in the big family, such as when the queen frames him, she only dares to secretly do it.

If it moves to the bright side, the family will not spare the queen.

After comforting Lu Xiaorou, Lu Feng returned to the house, he couldn't wait to cultivate.

As a young master, several minions dared to climb on his head and shit, all because he was too weak and a waste in the eyes of everyone.

If you want to get the status you deserve, you must show your strength and attract the attention of the king of Zhennan, as for the queen, he is not afraid, he does not dare to kill him openly, he only needs to prevent the queen from secretly playing some tricks behind his back.

In the room, Lu Feng sat cross-legged.

The first task was to deal with the toxins in the meridians, which were like maggots on the tarsal bones that were eating away at his life little by little, causing him to be unable to cultivate.

In my last life, I practiced my father's "Star Emperor Sutra", a saint-level exercise, and as long as I put in a hundred times the effort, I could still break through the Tongmai in a short period of time and have some self-preservation power.

Immediately, Lu Feng slowly opened his body, his pores widened, and he drew thin Xuan Qi from heaven and earth to nourish the meridians.

The cultivation of the Casting Body Realm is to lay the foundation for the Tong Pulse, and to exercise his body through Xuan Qi and some heavenly and earth treasures, but now Lu Feng has no treasures, so he can only temporarily strengthen himself through Xuan Qi.

However, when the Xuan Qi converged on his body, a surprising scene occurred.

The Xuan Qi did not immediately enter the body, but was absorbed by the black stone worn around the neck, and in an instant, a stream of pure Xuan Qi without the slightest impurity poured into the body.

These Xuan Qi that had been purified by the black stone did not need to be refined by themselves at all, and the body could directly absorb them.

It turns out that this black stone has the effect of purifying the Xuan Qi between heaven and earth, and it can improve a quality.

Lu Feng, who suddenly understood the effect of the black stone, laughed and was extremely excited.

A martial artist's cultivation actually consumes a lot of time on the refining of Xuan Qi, and the effect of the black stone undoubtedly saves him a lot of time.

With the Black Stone, as long as he has enough resources, he can reach the Ninth Layer of Casting in a short period of time, impact the Tongmai Realm, and thus have the power of self-preservation.

Immediately, Lu Feng was engrossed, operating this Xuan Qi, and trying his best to force out the toxins in his body under the guidance of the exercises.

But he still underestimated this toxin, even under the impact of the Star Emperor Sutra, he couldn't shake the toxin, and those toxins were still firmly attached to the meridians.

The queen is so ruthless, that poison pill grade is afraid that it will surpass the heavenly level and reach the supreme Xuan level, and it is still a ******** that will not make people die immediately.

Even the "Star Emperor Sutra" couldn't force out the toxin in a short period of time, but just think about how high the quality of the poison pill is, that queen actually did such a vicious thing to a teenager, and she was completely a poisonous scorpion woman.

But Lu Feng didn't give up, he was tireless, running the saint-level exercises over and over again.

To no avail, the toxin is difficult to shake, and I have already changed three saint-level exercises.

Lu Feng, who was kneeling cross-legged on the bed, had red eyes and scattered black hair, like a madman.

In the course of five days and five nights, Lu Feng didn't know how many exercises he had run, but with his current strength, even if he had more exercises, it would be useless.

You must know that if the toxin remains in the meridians, even if he is reborn, he will still die after two years.

This cruel result, he could not accept.