Tyumen did not cry.

Not only did he not cry, but he was still laughing.

laughed so hard that even his facial features were distorted.

This kind of laughter, even the closest people around him have never seen it.

He was smiling when the guards of the castle tower reported to him.

He laughed and stopped the wedding, and the two girls with red hijabs sat beside him, but his mind was not on them.

His mind was on the two young masters outside the door.

To be exact, it is on the young master of the Chen family.

Chen Million's identity was revealed when he was seen by the guards, because this was the enemy with the second highest reward price offered by the emperor of the Southern Dynasty.

There is a portrait of him in Tyumyeong-sun's room.

However, Tyumen is not laughing for the bounty, the silver ticket is no different from the paper for wiping his buttocks, and he never spends money on what he wants.

What he lacked was never something that money could buy.

What is he missing? What he lacks is fun.

As the king of Chengdu, everything in Chengdu is at his fingertips, how can he have fun with things that are so easy to get.

What kind of things can he not get?

He remembered that when he was not a saint, he fell in love with a girl next door, but when he went to grab it, he was intercepted by the girl's lover.

So he was so fierce that he stepped on the man's head and insulted the girl.

He couldn't forget the girl's heart-rending screams, and he couldn't forget the man's crazy and desperate eyes.

Those were deeply stimulating him, making his pleasure far more than physical pleasure, and it was this perverted pleasure that he wanted.

However, when he became a saint and a god, he never did such a thing again.

Because those men are nothing more than ants in his eyes, who would take pleasure in abusing ants?

Even if there were, that happiness was extremely limited.

But now, Chen Million, the young master of the Chen family, the son of the richest man, and the three saints of genius.

Such a man, if he can step on his feet and play with the woman he wants to save, this scene is really exciting.

This kind of thing, maybe only Li Changsheng has the ability to do it.

The thought of him made his laughter even louder.

Like Li Changsheng, these six words, looking at the world, who can do it!

Now, he is good at autumn and can do it soon.

He rubbed his hands together eagerly, his heart full of anticipation.

However, although he was excited, he did not get dazed.

He asked hundreds of second-saint-level subordinates to lay a net in the house.

He also ordered people to go to the northern city of Chengdu to pull three trebuchets back.

Infallible!

He looked at the door firmly, waiting for Chen Million to throw himself into the net.

Then Chen Million walked in and walked in with a swagger, just tying a rag to his face.

He said, "The surname Qiu, let the woman go, kowtow three more times, and the young master will spare you from death." ”

"Hahaha... Chomyeong-sun laughed again.

He said, "I have more than 20 holy nets here, all of which are woven from golden silk, and there are hundreds of Second Saint masters here, and there are three trebuchets transferred outside, so tell me why I should kowtow to you." ”

In the face of these arrangements, even Nanxia may not be able to retreat with his whole body, let alone Chen Million.

"Because you're cheap." Chen Million smiled and said, "If you don't make a mistake, how can you provoke my friends." ”

When it comes to friends, Chen Million has a trace of warmth in his heart.

After saying that, he immediately waved his fist, and the first strike was strong!

I saw his fists flying, and the saints in the house also danced.

The girl looks at the boxing, that is Chen Million's boxing method, but the girl doesn't want to see him, and she won't go to see his boxing.

So what to do? can only let the sky full of fist shadows surround her, so that she has to watch.

No matter how she looks up, lowers, or turns around, the shadow of the fist is everywhere, this is the real girl watching the boxing, ranking third in the saint's boxing spectrum.

How to dodge such a punch? Neither can saints.

"Go online!" Tyumen shouted.

He still underestimated Chen Million's strength, if he fought head-on, with only his fists, these more than 100 Second Saint masters might not be able to stop Chen Million.

He could see that Chen Million was approaching him while swinging his fist, and Chen Million's goal was himself.

If you want to capture the thief and capture the king first, it's a pity that there is not only a king here, but also a net.

In front of more than 20 golden silkworm nets, what fist shadow can't be shrouded.

"It's a trick so soon, and the young master won't play with you." Chen Million said and threw all six chili bombs on the ground.

When the red mist rose, so many saints couldn't even hold the net.

It's so spicy that it's almost difficult for them to breathe.

Moreover, in the red mist, very few people can open their eyes, and neither can Chen Million.

Fortunately, he had already seen the terrain, and rushed to the two girls at once, ignoring that they were coughing, one in each hand, hugged the two of them, and walked out the door.

But how can it be so smooth.

Most of the saints in Chengdu can eat spicy, even if the six chili peppers are so spicy, there are still three or four people around.

Just these few people, Chen Million didn't pay attention to it, but the problem was that he was holding two people, and his eyes were not wide open, which was a bit troublesome.

Still, it didn't bother him.

He kicked his legs hard, ready to break through from the roof, but he didn't expect Qiu Mingshan to jump up first.

The red mist in the sky was a little thin, and Qiu Mingshan opened his eyes, and when he saw him jump, he immediately flew a kick.

Chen Million heard the wind, but he didn't dare to dodge, he was afraid that if he dodged, the two girls would be kicked, and it would be fatal.

So he stubbornly carried Qiu Mingshan's kick, and the whole person flew out upside down.

This kick didn't hurt him much.

He was about to turn around and leave the house, when a net tied him from behind.

Suffer! The moment his back hit the net, Chen Million's heart suddenly sank.

Ignoring the pungency, he opened his eyes.

At this point, he found that the only way to solve the game was to throw the two girls backwards.

But if he threw the girl out, why did he bother to go through this experience!

Although the golden silk is hard, it is not difficult for Chen Wansansheng's skills, the difficulty is that he has two girls in his hands, and he can't use his fists, so it will be a little troublesome to break this net.

However, the trouble was not only this, but another net rushed out of the red mist and came towards Chen Wanshu.

If he gets entangled in two nets, he won't be able to fly even if he has wings.

He wanted to continue jumping up, but Qiu Mingshan seemed to know his intentions, and he fell from the sky like a plague god.

This time, Chen Million is already a turtle in an urn, and there is no possibility of escape.

He sighed, let go of his hands, and let the girl stand on the ground.

So far, I can only let go and die.

However, no one expected that a sword suddenly stretched out and hit a saint who was pulling the net in the face.

The saint suddenly lost his balance, and the net behind Chen Million also showed a corner.

Chen Million was overjoyed, grabbed the two girls again, rolled backwards, and turned over and walked out of the house.

"Why are you running so fast!" Bianliang shouted from behind.

He wasn't comfortable yet, but the pepper was so choking that he had to pull out.

"Run," Chen Million glanced north as he went out.

When he saw the trebuchet's wooden pillars standing there like a tower, he immediately cried out loudly.

"Run, run!" Bianliang chased after him angrily.

Those trebuchets were all broken by him just now, and they were just broken shelves.

It turned out that after Chen Million entered the house, Bianliang saw trebuchets, there were three of them, and the finished glyph was pushed into Qiu Mingshan's house, and he immediately greeted it.

"Stop it." Bianliang shouted loudly, but it attracted the ridicule of the saints.

Three trebuchets, controlled by more than 300 saints, someone dared to intercept them single-handedly, and clasped their hands in front of their chests, they really thought they were Li Changsheng!

So, at once, three saints rushed over.

To deal with ordinary people, they didn't use siege weapons, and as a result, these three, like Li Xuan, were beaten violently by Bianliang with a sword, and the other saints who beat them couldn't stand it.

"Put!" Someone shouted, and the huge net on the trebuchet immediately shook.

Under the guidance of the saint, it shook faster and faster, and finally the boulder smashed into Bianliang like a cannonball.

Good fellow, the stone of this trebuchet is five feet square, which is not small.

Bianliang immediately got up and leaned on the boulder with one move.

In the eyes of everyone, the guy in front of him who was not self-sufficient was like a frog being smashed to the ground by a boulder.

The ground shook violently, and countless shattered tiles were on the roofs on both sides, and the broken tiles flew up, and a rain of broken tiles fell.

The saints stood there and were also shaken violently, especially the other two trebuchets, on which the stones were shaking.

And the ground that was hit by a boulder, that pit, was enough to bury the house in it.

The frog hit by such a stone is not an intestinal outflow, whining and wailing.

But how could the frog be smashed to the ground motionless?

Just as the stone was about to hit the ground, Bianliang's seaweed fist gently slapped on the stone, and his person jumped on top of the stone like a frog in an instant.

The ground was still shaking, the boulder was shaking, and on top of the boulder, Bianliang lay there like a frog, staring ahead.

If Bianliang is a frog at this time, then the three hundred saints in front of him are all mosquitoes!

Bianliang swung his fist and hit the boulder, and the ground shook violently again.

The rubble was flying, and no one could see Bianliang's movements, and he swung the watermelon sword, like playing table tennis, and knocked all the debris out, and the mosquitoes were shocked.

These stones are nothing to a saint.

Then, Bianliang lifted a stone larger than a man that he had struck, and after a few ups and downs stopped in front of the trebuchet.

At this moment, his actions are too strange, no one knows what he is going to do, and no saint is going to stop him.

He struggled to smash the stone against the 100-meter tree that the catapult was used to support it.

The giant tree just trembled, and didn't react.

But the stone was broken, and the sky was full of stone chips, so that people could not see his movements clearly.

The next moment, I only heard a loud "boom", the giant tree fell, just smashed on the net of the car behind, pulled the net down, the boulder in the net fell down, and smashed on the giant tree of the last catapult, the giant tree fell in response, and the boulder in the net of the trebuchet fell vertically, crushing several saints below.

The jaws of the remaining saints dropped to the ground in surprise, and no one saw what had happened in the stone chips just now, and no one dared to believe it.

That's a giant tree that more than a dozen people can't hold, even if it's a master of the Four Saints, they have to hit dozens of punches, but they were actually smashed down by such a small stone?

There are only a few masters of the Four Saints, Bianliang is obviously not, and those present are all saints.

However, even if they are saints, they may not be able to enter the Jiang Temple, these people who are in charge of trebuchets are all new to the saints, and if they want to enter the Jiang Temple, they must have at least two saint levels.

If Bianliang hadn't been outside, but had entered the house, someone would have recognized him.

And here, no one recognizes him, and naturally they don't think that he smashed the tree with his fist.

The trebuchets are all rotten, so these hundreds of mosquitoes don't need to be cleaned up anymore.

Thinking of this, Bianliang jumped off the trebuchet like a frog again.

He immediately rushed into the house, and just happened to encounter Chen Million in distress, so he took out his sword and rescued the person.

During this period, only Qiu Mingshan could see Bianliang. But Bianliang used a sword, so Qiu Mingshan didn't recognize it.

Because he still has chili powder on his eyes, he can't see it very clearly, but when he sees the sword, he won't think about Li Changsheng.