In the huge workshop, in addition to Long Ling'er's mother and daughter, only An Haiming was left, and the other guests of the tofu workshop had already been scared away.

Yang Guifang stood up and was about to cut tofu for the second young master of the An family, but as soon as she stood up, she was pulled back by Long Ling'er.

"Mother, don't pay attention to them!" Long Ling'er gritted her teeth tightly, and a look of determination flashed in her eyes.

"This little girl, her temper is quite stubborn, but Young Master Ben likes it!" An Haiming smiled, a pair of lewd eyes flashing, and looked at Long Ling'er's developing delicate body unscrupulously.

Then he waved his fan, instructing his cousin to take action.

An Wang swallowed his saliva secretly, and he had already coveted Long Ling'er. Now is the opportunity to get closer.

"Xiao Xi Shi, this is a meeting gift from the second young master, I hope you don't dislike it!" An Wang smiled, holding a box, and walked towards Long Ling'er.

"No need!" Long Ling'er waved her hand, her tone unusually firm, "I won't accept any gift from someone who once released cold arrows to Brother Yuanwu!"

As she spoke, she glanced at the box and subconsciously glanced at the box, which seemed to be a pair of white stretch cropped leggings.

"Brother Yuanwu on the left, Brother Yuanwu on the right, they are very affectionate, but it's a pity that he is dead!" An Wang pretended to be sad, and his tone was full of mockery.

"Brother Yuanwu is not dead, he is lying in bed recuperating from his injuries, and he talked to me yesterday afternoon, he seems to be in good spirits and is recovering well. Long Ling'er retorted.

"Hehe, I'm afraid I'll disappoint you, according to the latest news we have heard, your brother Yuanwu is dead!" An Haiming gloated, "Your mother and daughter stay in the Long family, there is no hope at all, it is better to marry us to settle down, and when the time comes, you will have endless glory and wealth!"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Long Ling'er splashed a basin of cold water on his head.

"You're thinking too much! My mother and I will never marry into your family. Long Ling'er categorically refused.

"Haha, hahahaha. An Haiming was slightly silent, and suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled. An Wang laughed too.

In this place of Wolong City, there is nothing that their An family can't do. What's more, this mother and daughter are just outsiders.

"Long Ling'er, don't say a word!" A middle-aged man's voice came from a dark corner. His name is Long Kui, and he is Long Yuanwu's second cousin.

Long Ling'er also called him the second cousin.

Long Kui has the strength of the eight grades of martial arts, and among the clansmen of the same generation, his status is second only to Long Zhan.

If Long Zhan is not at home, he will control all the affairs of the Long family.

He often referred to himself as the "acting head of the house".

There are also more and more people supporting him.

"In the name of the acting head of the Long family, I signed a marriage cooperation agreement with the An family, and I plan to hold an engagement ceremony for you and An Haiming next weekend!"

"What!engagement ceremony?!with An Haiming?!next week's weekend!?" Long Ling'er looked shocked, and what made her even more uncomfortable was that this sentence actually came from the mouth of the second cousin.

Her second cousin is a cousin to Long Yuanwu's father.

It's all a family, and you should speak for your own family!

"Yes, it's scheduled for next week's weekend, and when the time comes, you mother and daughter will move in directly. Long Kui said straight to the point.

"Second cousin, it's up to me who I marry, and no one else has the right to interfere!" Long Ling'er spoke in a smaller and smaller voice, and finally began to cry.

"Anyone must obey the overall situation!" Long Kui slapped on the desk, his tone was tough and indisputable.

At this moment, Long Ling'er just wants to escape from this workshop, and even escape from this world.

"I'll go back and take a look at Brother Yuanwu. Long Ling'er made an excuse, turned around and rushed out the door. She hoped that Long Yuanwu would recover soon, and at the same time, in order to get rid of this group of disgusting people.

"You don't have to go back, he's dead!" Long Kui's deep voice carried a hint of oppression.

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings suddenly quieted down, and a pair of eyes, with a look of schadenfreude, turned to Long Ling'er one after another.

However, the next moment, everyone's expressions shook in unison.

"I'm afraid I'll disappoint you if you think so!" An angry voice came through the door.

Hearing this familiar voice, the faces of everyone in the room changed, and they followed the sound and looked out of the door.

"Uh, isn't this Long Yuanwu? wasn't he killed by an arrow?"

"Not only is he alive, but he doesn't seem to be in serious trouble, how is that possible?"

"Wasn't he slapped to death by you?" Inside the room, An Haiming stood up and broke into Long Kui's ears with a questioning voice.

"Young Master An, I'm ......" Long Kui panicked all of a sudden, knowing the consequences of messing things up.

"Brother Yuanwu. Long Ling'er was overjoyed, and couldn't wait to rush out of the door and hugged Long Yuanwu.

Seeing the two brother and sister who were extremely affectionate, An Haiming looked jealous, and a ball of anger rose in his heart.

"Damn, whoever dares to touch my woman, Lao Tzu will pull him a tendon!" An Haiming was jealous, and he was on the verge of unbearable endure.

"Cousin, you rest, let me come!" An Wang also had a jealous expression. In his opinion, even if Long Yuanwu survived, due to his injuries, he would not be much better than waste.

"Looking at his sick appearance, it is estimated that it will not be two times!" An Wang rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward.

An Wang has the strength of a martial artist, and there is no problem for one person to deal with seven or eight ordinary people with zero cultivation.

Long Yuanwu's cultivation before being released into the cold arrow reached the fourth rank of martial arts, and he was a veritable number one genius in Wolong City.

But after being hit twice in a row, he regressed to the first rank of a martial artist, but he had a lot of actual combat experience.

An Wang's right hand was bent into a claw and grabbed Long Yuanwu's face.

An Haiming's eyes widened, wanting to see what kind of strength Long Yuanwu was currently having. I had fought with Long Yuanwu a few times before, but I lost to the other party every time.

Rushing to Long Yuanwu's heels, An Wang's five fingers, like a steel claw, grabbed Long Yuanwu's face with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

An Wang's cultivation was just a martial apprentice, and in the past, he was killed by Long Yuanwu in seconds, but now, the situation may be different.

"Aren't you known as the genius of the first day in Wolong City! If you can accept my trick, I will recognize you as a godfather!" An Wang was extremely excited, with a touch of confidence on his face that could not be concealed.

"You want to recognize me as a godfather, but I may not want to recognize you as a godson. Long Yuanwu's tone was full of sarcasm, and at the same time, he clenched his fists, and a momentum erupted from his body, enveloping a five-meter radius.

Within a radius of five meters, it was instantly filled with blood-colored brilliance, and the scene was extremely gorgeous.

"This!"

An Wang's eyes widened with an incredulous expression, and the others were equally shocked, and hurriedly closed their eyes to reduce the discomfort caused by eye irritation.

When Long Yuanwu performed this move, his whole person was also bloody, with only one outline outlined by one line.

His whole person is like a blood-red canvas, a two-dimensional character outlined with lines. The clenched fist, full of brilliance, with the power of tearing the void, instantly expanded infinitely in An Wang's eyes.

At the moment when he punched, the head of a dragon, which was also outlined by lines, suddenly flashed out behind him.

This dragon head is huge, with a bloody mouth and fangs exposed.

At this moment, Long Yuanwu swung out his fist, as if he had obtained the power of this dragon, and it seemed that it could destroy everything.