Chapter Eighty-Three: Dumiao Must Die
Xuan Qing sat in the crowd and quietly looked at this gentleman brother, what kind of fame can he toss.
Baili Mo was stunned, this kind of place full of bitter hatred made him sit on pins and needles, eager to slaughter the Mu Bai family in minutes, and kill none of the dogs who were inferior to these beasts.
This Mu Baifeng is the grandson of Mu Baike, originally Mu Bai's family was still quite prosperous, but in Mu Baifeng's generation, all of them became women, and Mu Baifeng, as the only man, was regarded as the pearl of the palm by the whole family, and it was simply a single seedling in the eighteen acres of land.
Therefore, Mu Baifeng has lived in a honey pot since he was a child, and he doesn't know what the rules are.
No matter what he eats, what he spends, what he plays, what he does, no one will say anything.
I saw that in the burning eyes of everyone, Mu Baifeng swaggered towards the group of girls, looked over one by one, stretched out his fingers, pinched the chin of one of them, and took a closer look.
Then he shook his head: "The nose is not good-looking." ”
Then, with a release of his fingers, he walked towards the next one, and as he walked slowly, the women were picked one by one like animals for sale.
At last he stopped in front of a woman dressed in red, about fifteen or sixteen years of age, bound by her backhand, with her black hair hanging down, and her face seemed to be streaked with tears, and she trembled to herself when the white wind came by.
"This girl is quite peugeot. ”
He forcibly pulled up the face of the woman in red and forced her to look at him, and the moment the woman in red raised her face, the entire lobby also saw her face.
I saw that her skin was better than snow, her cherry mouth was small, and her eyes were as bright as stars, which was really beautiful.
The two curved and slender eyelashes trembled like a crescent, with a bit of pity and pity.
"It's you. ”
Mu Baifeng seemed to be very satisfied with this woman, and he was about to announce this woman's name, when he suddenly thought of something. Turning his face, he said:
"I just don't know how your work is in bed...... It's better to serve this son now, if I serve the master comfortably, this lady's position is yours!"
When the girl heard that he was going to do beastly things in front of so many people. His face immediately turned pale and he took two steps back.
"Don't go, sir, it's your honor to be able to take a fancy to you!"
Murong Feng stepped forward and made a teasing gesture.
Murong Feng's blatant behavior in the lobby was really harmful, and many people in the VIP seats turned their faces away, they really didn't want to see a big girl with yellow flowers being ravaged in public, and they were afraid of power and didn't dare to offend the Mu Bai family, so they had to open one eye and close one eye.
Mu Baifeng's elders also sighed again and again, Mu Bai's polite seven orifices smoked, and pointed to Mu Baifeng and said:
"You are a bad descendant, you are not a descendant......"
Everyone hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him, and Mu Baike couldn't do anything with this grandson.
Mu Baifeng glanced at his grandfather, and then shrugged.
Seeing that grandpa was just in a hurry, he didn't do anything specific, and he was even more unscrupulous.
"Come on. ”
He untied the rope of the woman in red, and then threw himself at the woman's chest with a lewd smile.
"Don't......"
The woman panicked, struggled and ran backwards, just ran out of a step or two, was grabbed by Mu Baifeng from behind, pulled back, the woman bent down in pain, let Mu Baifeng tear, he was a monk in the end, the strength of his hand is much greater than ordinary people, just a light flick, the woman was thrown outside.
The woman's body threw forward, her snow-white cheeks smacked on the ground, and when she raised her face again, she was already half bruised.
"Sting!"
There was a sound of clothes leaving, and the next moment the woman's clothes were torn off, revealing a shoulder as white as jade.
"Don't ...... Help......"
The woman curled up helplessly, asking everyone for help, but whether it was the VIPs or the elders of the Mu Bai family, they all turned a blind eye to this scene, as if nothing had happened.
Seeing that this girl was humiliated, she looked dignified and disregarded.
Mu Baifeng was willing to stop, poked out his fingers, and pulled on the girl's body again, and after a tearing sound, the woman's chest was torn open alive.
The pale pink belly pocket was undoubtedly undoubted, and as the woman begged for mercy, her breasts were violently bullied, and those guests couldn't help but feel a burst of heat in their eyes.
"Help...... Help ......"
The woman was so embarrassed that she lay on the ground in a strange posture, looking helplessly at the people around her.
How she wished that someone would lend a helping hand to him and kill the beast!
However, the crowd was silent, only Mu Baifeng's lewd laughter was in his ears, and nothing else could be heard.
"Help...... Help ......"
The woman seemed to be desperate, her voice became weaker and weaker, and finally she seemed to give up, letting Na Mu Bai tear her clothes, seeing that the clothes on her body were torn by Mu Baifeng, and the critical places were exposed inch by inch, and still no one made a sound.
She was desperate, she no longer resisted, let Mu Baifeng wreak havoc on her body, and no longer made a sound, looking ahead with empty eyes.
"Stop!"
Suddenly a voice sounded in the crowd, and it was sonorous and powerful, like a bell.
Dare to let Mu Baifeng stop? This person is not small.
Following the source of the voice, everyone looked over together, only to see a man in Tsing Yi standing out on the VIP seat, but eighteen or nineteen years old, with a simple long sword in his waist, looking at Mu Baifeng fixedly.
This person is none other than Xuan Qing.
The curtain white wind was playing on the rise, and suddenly it was stopped, and the nameless fire in his whole body suddenly rose, and he looked at Xuan Qing viciously.
"What kind of onion are you, and you dare to point fingers at me?"
"If you want to marry her, do not dishonor her in public. ”
Xuan Qing stepped out, speaking very lightly, but it was enough for everyone present to hear clearly, and he actually said the voice of most people, but everyone dared to be angry because of the power of the Mubai family.
Mu Baifeng glanced at the woman on the ground, his eyes met Xuan Qing, and he said unconvinced:
"This is my choice of relatives, and I can do whatever I want. I want you to be nosy!"
After speaking, he ignored Xuan Qing, turned around and continued to ravage the woman.
As soon as he took a step, a cold voice came from behind him.
"Boy, if you dare to take a step forward, die!"
Xuan Qing's face was full of murder, and his hand lightly pressed the hilt of the sword.
Mu Baifeng didn't pay attention, dropped a nosy, and rushed towards the girl.
"Look for death!"
Xuan Qing scolded secretly, drew his sword and came out, everyone saw a flash of cold light, and the next moment a long sword was plunged directly into Mu Baifeng's back and passed through his chest.
"Tick-tock. ”
A few drops of blood fell from the tip of the sword, and a thick bloody aura filled the entire hall. Mu Baifeng turned around and looked at Xuan Qing incredulously, he never thought that Xuan Qing would dare to kill him, and in front of so many people in the Mu Bai family.
However, he never had a chance to think again, and after a few moments, his body fell to the ground with a thud.
Looking at Mu Baifeng, who had died in the end, the girl shrank back in fright, her eyes full of horror.
Xuan Qingjing ripped off the cloak on her body and threw it at the girl.
The cloak spread out in the wind and fell on the girl, covering her sensitive parts, and the girl hastily wrapped the cloak around her as if she had been given life-saving grass.
"Thank you, thank you, uncle!" she bowed her head tremblingly.
This scene is too fast, only between the lightning and flint, drawing the sword, drawing the sword, killing people, all in one go, without the slightest hesitation, without the slightest hesitation.
By the time everyone reacted, Na Mu Baifeng had already fallen in a pool of blood.
The strong smell of blood spread around the hall, and the people of the Mu Bai family frantically pounced on it, lifting Mu Baifeng on the ground, conveying true qi and pills.
However, it was all in vain. Xuan Qing had already slashed through his heart with a sword.
Even if the king of heaven comes, he can't save him.
Everyone was busy for a while, but Mu Baifeng was still motionless, and there was no room for turning back at all.
"Feng'er, you are the only seedling of the Mu Bai family...... You can't die......"
The crying was incessant, Xuan Qing ignored it.
The only seedling, the only seedling, Xuanqing just pulled out this single seedling!
When everyone saw Mu Baifeng dying, their eyes were red and they rushed towards Xuanqing.
"Where did the wild seed come from, dare to openly kill people in the Mu Bai family!"
A voice came, accompanied by a burst of coughing, and the curtain white guest stepped forward and stood in front of Xuan Qing.
"Qingyang Sect Xuanqing. ”
As soon as they heard that it was someone from the Qingyang Sect, everyone immediately showed a somewhat sneering expression.
"An unpopular Qingyang Sect actually killed my grandson, you leave without you! Wait for me to scrape you alive! Then go to your sect theory!"
Xuan Qing snorted coldly, "I'm afraid that your Mu Bai family won't have this opportunity!"
"Brothers, come out!"
Xuan Qing shouted, and Xiao Wu behind him stood beside Xuan Qing with a battle axe.
"Master, I'm coming. ”
And although Bai Limo abolished his cultivation, with his sword skills, he could also slash and kill one or two, and after a while, Bai Limo stood on the other side of Xuanqing, and the three of them looked at the people with blazing eyes.
"Today, I, Xuanqing, want to slaughter your Mu Bai family, kill one when I see one, and kill one when I see two!"
After that, he raised his hand, and the Phantom Snow Sword seemed to be affected by Zhang Han, and it was immediately sucked into the palm of Xuanqing's palm.
He pointed at his sword:
"Suffer death!"
More than a dozen big men surrounded Xuan Qing and the other three. As soon as Xuan Qing gave the order, he immediately fought as a group.
The sound of the sharp weapons of table tennis is endless.