Chapter 522

When he said this, Liang Chao's face deliberately made a very exaggerated expression of loss.

This Liang Yan can be regarded as a generation of heroes, but he gave birth to a son who is an out-and-out second ancestor, this kind of person is arrogant and arrogant with the power of the family, but he has no real ability at all.

The little daughter-in-law in his mouth is naturally Yuan Junyao.

Yuan Junyao is a well-known beauty, very famous in the upper class society of Sanjiang Province, and even looking at the entire south, some wealthy families also covet Yuan Junyao.

However, they can only covet it, for that little county lord, they really don't look down on these second ancestors.

And this Liang Chao had long ago clamored that he would marry Yuan Junyao as a little daughter-in-law in the future, but he also called out.

Not to mention that the north and south rivers are incompatible, even if it is a world friend, it is impossible for Yuan Zhong to marry his daughter to a garbage like Liang Chao.

Yuan Zhong's brows furrowed slightly, and he was not polite, pointed at Liang Yan, and said, "Liang Yan, if your son is not well disciplined, he doesn't know how he will die in the future." ”

Liang Yan smiled faintly: "Thank you for reminding me, but my son, it's not your turn to teach you a lesson." ”

These two people are worthy of being mortal enemies, and as soon as they met, they fell in love.

But today is not the protagonist of the two of them, so after a few words, I didn't say anything more.

At this time, Wei Zhuang, who had been sitting on the big stone, suddenly stood up.

Everyone's eyes looked towards Wei Zhuang's side, and then followed his gaze and looked at the cruise ship over there.

On the deck of the pleasure boat, there stood a tall man.

In his early forties, black clothes, black hair, black swords...

When night falls, this person is like the king of this dark night, just standing there, can give people a feeling of holding their breath and their hearts are beating.

He is the Beijiang sword idiot, as for his real name, forgot!

Because over the years, people who know him have always called him a sword idiot, and they don't remember his real name for a long time.

Even he himself forgot what he used to be called, because in his heart, there was only a sword.

The sword idiot's face did not have any expression, I saw that his legs sank slightly, and he jumped with strength, and the whole person jumped down from the deck in an instant like a roc spreading its wings.

Then, he landed steadily, holding the sword in his arms, and walked towards Wei Zhuang step by step.

"It's here, long time no see."

Wei Zhuang watched the sword idiot over there step over, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

At the same time, the hot blood in his body had begun to boil.

"Seven years ago, I was defeated by your sword, and today, I am back."

There weren't too many words, and as soon as the words fell, the sword glowing with cold light had already been pulled out of its scabbard, and there was a loud sound.

Crackling...

On the other side of the sky, suddenly a lightning bolt streaked by, and it seemed that it was going to rain on this day.

Thundered...

Sure enough, the lightning was followed by thunder.