For the sake of shattering stars, no matter how difficult it is, it must be faced.

However, Wang Qing was also secretly ruthless in his heart, Liu Fuyun is a person who values love and righteousness, and he is anxious to pull Ye Qifei's mother and daughter to support him, I see what you dare to do.

At the same time, Wang Qing was also very puzzled, how could Mingjiao have the big Buddha of Liu Fuyun in charge, how could it decline. This is a tie with Ye Wei, the original heir of Badao Villa.

Being stolen by Ye Chen can also be explained as not checking for a while. But the rest of the story is a bit weird, if you don't chase and recapture it, it's just a matter of letting the Mingjiao, which has lost its inheritance, slowly decline.

Although the resurrection is monopolized by various sects, it is not an earth-shattering thing to his extent. What's more, Badao Villa itself has a heritage, so why does he only care about himself. Not to mention friends and acquaintances, even disciples have not been accepted.

Maybe Wang Qing is still young, which is absolutely intolerable in his opinion. Alone in the world, watching the familiar people around him grow old and die. It's a punishment that is akin to a curse.

In this way, Wang Qing followed Xu Zhixiao with a complicated mood of apprehension and curiosity, and walked further and further away, coming to a lonely courtyard far away from the main altar of Mingjiao.

Xu Jixiao respectfully stepped forward and knocked on the door.

Another interesting thing about Mingjiao players is that compared to many sects, they don't have that much respect for the NPCs of their own sects. This is not to blame the player, anyone who has no ability to do anything about himself, but opens his mouth and closes his mouth Lao Tzu's ancestors, will not have a good impression.

But after Liu Fuyun, or He Fangyi's identity was exposed, he won the unanimous support and respect of Mingjiao players. There is even a proposal on the forum to put this person on the throne of the sect.

The door of the small courtyard opened silently, and Xu Zhixiao was familiar with the road, so he raised his legs and entered.

Wang Qing did not doubt him, followed closely behind, and stepped into the courtyard gate.

Airplanes!

One foot in heaven, one foot in hell.

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, a strong killing intent enveloped Wang Qing.

Suddenly, Wang Qing seemed to have stepped on the battlefield, surrounded by a battlefield filled with gunpowder smoke and blood. In front, a peerless fierce general, with a unparalleled domineering spirit of riding a thousand, rushed head-on.

Hallucination? Wang Qing vetoed it at the first time. At the eighth level of Dao Heart, Wang Qing didn't believe that there were people in this Jianghu who could pull him into the illusion unknowingly.

That can only be!

Cangchang! With the broken star in hand, Wang Qing's artistic conception exploded, the gossip rotated, and finally froze in the Xun hexagram.

Wang Qing dissipated silently on the battlefield and turned into an omnipresent breeze.

Hum!

With a cold snort, the battlefield shattered, and in front of Wang Qing was a small courtyard that was quite exquisite. A burly middle-aged man stood there as straight as a knife, caressing the black iron flute in his hand, his face displeased.

Wang Qing wiped a cold sweat secretly, this dismount is a bit ruthless. This kind of method of using artistic conception to pull people into the illusory space is no longer a first-class method. His judgment was wrong, this uncle is at the same level as Ye Ying, the owner of the big village, and he is a half-step grandmaster.

can't be provoked, can't be provoked, Wang Qing decisively admitted.

"Kunlun faction, Kongtong Upper Court Zhiqing, see the second village master."

Who knew that Wang Qing was careful to see, and the other party didn't appreciate it at all.

"So-and-so, who is Yi, who are you going to greet with as a courtesy?"

Wang Qing's face darkened, okay, you are amazing, everything you say is right.

"See Master He, the Left Protector of the Ming Sect."

Who knows that the other party will continue to talk to himself.

"Tsk, the Shattered Star Spirit Sword is still Ye Laosi's craft. A dignified Kunlun disciple, what kind of mess is practiced. The Ye family's gang of losers, even the "Four Seasons Swordsmanship" has been passed on to outsiders, and it is really distressing to sell Ye Tian. Why, the dignified Kunlun disciple doesn't want to be a servant of the big family? ”

Hiss! When I went, Wang Qing felt that he was not in a conflict with the gang of Badao, and there was nothing good to say about that meeting. Wang Qing has this temperament, he is easy-going to say that it sounds good, and he is a little lazy to say that it is ugly. Generally, there is no big conflict of interest, and I am too lazy to meet with people in general. Even if there is a benefit, the actor does not mind taking advantage of others' words.

But the dragon has reverse scales, and the more honest he is, the lower his bottom limit may be, but the more untouchable he is.

For Wang Qing, it doesn't matter how ugly others scold him. Although it can't reach the realm of spitting and doing it yourself, it's generally a big deal to copy the sword and do it.

But don't touch his bottom line. This bottom limit was originally a family, but now, there are more daughters-in-law and teachers. Especially a master who treats himself like a parent.

Wang Qing's eyes were cold, and he no longer had scruples. Some people are just cheap, they can't listen to good words, and they can't be honest unless they are scolded.

"Aunt Xi is really pitiful, as soon as her eyes are closed and opened, the world changes greatly. Fortunately, people have husbands and daughters, and a happy family of three lives in Meizhuang. Some people want to beat mandarin ducks again, I'm afraid they won't have a chance. ”

"Shut up, you know shit."

"Hey, back then, Uncle Wei was isolated and helpless, and he was bullied by others in other people's homes. Now people stay in their own homes, and their brothers are on their side, hehe, do some people dare? ”

Liu Fuyun clenched the hand of the iron flute, and his joints were faintly white due to the excessive force.

"I don't..."

"Oh, yes. Aunt Xi said that she would not return to Badao in the future, and Qi Fei would not let her go back. Also, the father who loves him the most has passed away, and there are only a bunch of so-called brothers who have lost their humanity, and no one is disheartened. ”

"Yikes! Shut up! ”

An astonishing sword intent spread, and a killing intent firmly locked on Wang Qing.

The killing intent was amazing, and the oppressed Wang Qing could no longer speak, and he trembled under the huge pressure.

Wang Qing raised his head with difficulty, staring at Liu Fuyun with stubborn and proud eyes.

Those who practice swords are first and foremost arrogant. People are practicing swords, and swords are also refining people.

Wang Qing practiced swordsmanship, and one of his favorite poems was "The Swordsman" by Jia Dao.

Ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has not been tried.

Who has a grievance today?

I was upset, and I swung my sword and slashed at it.

Under the pressure of Liu Fuyun's strong killing intent, Wang Qingtian Dan jumped sharply, and a pure and extreme death intent rushed out. A pale and dead sword aura floated in front of Wang Qing, fighting against the killing intent on the opposite side.

The two of them had such an unscrupulous confrontation, but Xu Xianxiao on the side was bitter.

Although Liu Fuyun did not want to fall into the notoriety of bullying the younger generation, he did not use all his strength, but pressed his strength to a level similar to that of Wang Qing. But Xu Jixiao is still second-rate after all, and the aftermath of a little confrontation made him uncomfortable and wanted to die, almost mentally disordered, and his consciousness was damaged.

Yes! Xu Jixiao hugged his head and let out a miserable scream.

Liu Fuyun frowned and collected his killing intent.

The pale sword qi in front of Wang Qing dissipated with the wind, and with his strong willpower, he was able to control his trembling legs without slumping on the ground.

"The bones are quite hard, come in and sit."

Wang Qing casually picked up Xu Zhixiao, who was squatting on the ground, still panting frantically.

Xu Xianxiao looked at Wang Qing's eyes at this time, faintly with a hint of fear and a hint of madness.

After experiencing it himself, he finally understood the meaning more clearly. It was a completely different level of power that was completely powerless to resist.

It must be first-class as soon as possible, otherwise it will go further and further, and the rivers and lakes will never believe in fairness.

After entering the house and sitting down, Liu Fuyun didn't talk nonsense, and directly talked about the broken star. The kind of flat and straightforward, emotionless narration seems to be talking about trivial things that have nothing to do with you.

Hehe, it's quite tsundere. No wonder the two villas are hot, how can a group of tsundere people get along well. It's obviously a sister-protecting maniac, but he doesn't have any technical content, and he will only fight with his brother-in-law to help his sister get ahead.

If it were me, uh, Wang Qing's heart would be cold.

Nima, you must practice martial arts well, strive to kill your brother-in-law with a sword, and never embarrass your little sister. ()

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