As he was talking, someone from the Zhou family appeared.

A young man in a dark blue robe, with a few younger brothers in dark blue short brown, swaggered towards Ling Yun.

They were triumphant, as if they were walking in the yard of their own home. When you see something delicious, grab a handful. If you see something beautiful, touch it. A hooligan, no big family at all.

The guy muttered quietly and cursed resentfully. Although the Zhou family is one of the four major families, many of these Zhou family members who are outside have become bullies. Oppress the people, do all kinds of evil, and no one dares to care.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Ling Yun buried his head and gave them backs, deliberately hiding.

Unexpectedly, the people of the Zhou family actually walked towards the store.

The maltose was also bought, and Ling Yun lowered his head and left quickly.

"Wait!" the people of the Zhou family stopped him.

He didn't want to stop and kept walking.

The subordinates of the Zhou family quickly surrounded his way, and one of them shouted: "The son of the Zhou family told you to stop, didn't you hear!"

Ling Yun really wanted to teach him a hard lesson, but now he could only endure it and put on a smile, "I'm just a beggar, and I won't call me if I don't think about it." ”

"That's what I'm calling you!" the man in the navy blue robe walked over and circled around him, taking a closer look.

He was secretly shocked in his heart: "Could it be that you recognize me?"

The man stood still and commanded, "Raise your head." ”

Ling Yun was helpless, and in the process of slowly raising his head, he was already ready to do a big job.

Zhang Peng and others quietly came to the crowd, ready to help.

The man looked at it, and suddenly laughed, and said, "This is a beggar?

The people of the Zhou family laughed along.

They had never seen a beggar, they had only heard of it. Now that I see it, I regard the beggar as a rare species, or even a plaything.

The man continued to point his fingers at Ling Yun, discussing and studying with his subordinates, "This is the most despicable beggar? Hey, I heard that beggars are so hungry that they eat and grab food from dogs, right?"

Ling Yun was very unhappy and replied, "You will know if you try to eat once." ”

All the people on the street were dumbfounded, and no one dared to talk to the people of the Zhou family like this. The man in the dark blue robe reacted for a while, pointed at him and scolded: "Dog mongrel, don't you want to live anymore!"

"Dog mongrel?" Ling Yun smiled, "Don't compare me to you, Lao Tzu is the king of Beiling!"

"King Beiling?" the robed man's eyes widened and he looked closely. Sure enough, it is very similar to the King of Beiling, who was rewarded with 100,000 taels of gold on the wanted warrant.

Just as he was about to start, a few people rushed out of the crowd and pressed the Zhou family to the ground. The robed man's sword hadn't been drawn yet, and Ling Yun's thunder light sword was already on his neck.

"Who's a dog mongrel!"

The people of the Zhou family were quite tough, and shouted: "I am a member of the Zhou family, if you dare to touch me, our Zhou family will definitely not let you go." ”

Ling Yun knocked him over with a punch, stepped on his left arm with one kick, and the Thunder Light Sword pierced his right arm, and asked again, "Say! Who is the dog mongrel!"

The right arm of the man in the robe began to go numb from the electricity, and gradually spread throughout his body. Gritted his teeth and kept silent.

"If you don't see the coffin, you don't shed tears. Maybe you haven't heard of my Beiling King is deeds, just a few days ago, I blew up your gold mine and killed the mine manager. ”

"Did you really do that?" he said, with a look of surprise on his face, instantly panicking.

The gold mine was bombed, the mine manager was killed, and soon the news spread throughout the Zhou family. Although there was a note of bitterness and no return at the scene, the elders of the Zhou family did not believe that Ling Yun did it, and they have been sending people to investigate.

The man in the robe finally knew that Ling Yun was not joking. In particular, he heard that the people of the Zhou family were hung in the gold mine and were pumped to death, and the death was extremely miserable.

He froze, frightened, and his tone softened.

"Ask King Beiling to raise his noble hand, our Zhou family can not blame the past. ”

"If you admit that you are a dog mongrel, and you are hungry and eat shit with dogs, I will let you go. ”

"This ......," the man looked embarrassed, his eyes pleading.

"You should have heard of my ruthlessness, don't wait for this sword to fall. ”

Ling Yun pulled out the Thunder Light Sword, raised it high, and quickly slashed over.

The robed man's mouth was as abrupt as Gatling's, and he said, "My dog mongrel, hungry and snatching shit from dogs to eat, please don't kill me!"

The subordinates of the Zhou family sighed secretly, the four dignified families were insulted like this. The onlookers did not dare to speak up, and secretly applauded in their hearts.

The people of the Zhou family, nominally covering them, can indeed be the king of the mountain. Relying on the strength of the Zhou family, eating and drinking, bullying men and women, it can be said that he does all kinds of evil.

"Get out of the way!"

Behind the crowd, a group of gold-armored guards shouted. pushed away the onlookers and others, and surrounded everyone with a spear.

A man rode a tall horse, walked slowly, saw the seven beggars teach the people of the Zhou family a lesson, and said with a smile: "Oh! Isn't this the son of the Zhou family, what game do you play with the beggars?"

"Sima Yan!" the robed man shouted angrily.

"Sima Clan, Imperial Dragon Clan?" Ling Yun muttered secretly in his heart.

This man rode a tall horse, looked handsome, held a leather whip and a sword at his waist, wore a red and black robe, and was dressed as a military general.

The appearance of this person completely subverted Ling Yun's impression of the Dragon Clan.

Sima Kong, the last royal family that appeared, was a lazy and idle dead fat man. But the one in front of him is the dragon and phoenix among people, and the instrument is extraordinary. Between conversations, it has an aristocratic background.

He never dismounted, looked down at the Zhou family who was trampled by Ling Yun, and asked, "Do you need my help?"

"Our Zhou family, we don't need your help. Don't forget, there is a deep hatred between us. ”

"I don't remember messing with you. ”

"Zhou Lingyun's death, our Zhou family will not give up. ”

Sima Yan jumped off the horse and glanced at Ling Yun, "Zhou Lingyun is innocent of death, who asked him to write a letter to Sima Kong to trap him to death." You're right, King Beiling. ”

When it comes to King Beiling, his tone is full of respect.

Ling Yun was shocked, but he didn't expect to be recognized, and he secretly said something bad in his heart. It doesn't matter if you beat the people of the Zhou family, but I didn't expect to alarm the Royal Dragon Clan. The reward order of 100,000 taels of gold sent to the world was issued by the Royal Dragon Clan on behalf of the government.

Could it be that he will be arrested today?

Looking at Sima Yan's posture, it is definitely not comparable to the dead fat man Sima Kong.

Ling Yun stepped on the son of the Zhou family and clenched the thunder light sword. His brother let go of the Zhou family and protected him.

Anyone can see that the talents of the Dragon Clan are the most difficult.

Sima Yan took two steps forward, and Ling Yun and the others immediately faced each other with swords, and the gold-armored guards raised their spears.

The two sides confronted each other for a few seconds, Sima Yan laughed heartily and bent over, "In Xia Sima Yan, I want to invite Brother Lingyun to the cold house for a gathering, and please enjoy the light." ”

Ling Yun looked at Sima Yan, who didn't reply or look up, and wondered in his heart, this is the Royal Dragon Clan?

Will there be a royal family that bows to beggars?

He lowered his stature so low, and his tone was sincere, Ling Yun was not easy to refuse, so he readily agreed.