The sudden sound echoed in everyone's minds like thunder, and the content of the words was like a stone thrown into the pool, stirring up a thousand waves in the crowd.

The residents of Fengyang Town all turned their heads to look at the place where the voice came from, wondering who was so presumptuous to the disciples of the Qingyang Sect.

Although the Qingyang Sect was considered by Wang Qian to be an unpopular sect, for the local residents, it was already a behemoth that could only be viewed from a distance. The Great Qi Dynasty has loose control over spiritual sects, and there is policy support, the major sects enjoy different degrees of autonomy according to their strength, Qingyang Sect as the only sect in Qingsong City, there are countless disciples, and its sect master even if he is the city lord of Qingsong City, he must give three points of courtesy, even if it is just a dog under his door, I am afraid that ordinary people will also have their proud and domineering capital.

Even if the disciples of the Qingyang Sect rarely showed up in Fengyang Town, their reputation had already spread in Fengyang Town. What's more, a few years ago, in order to show the heritage of the Qingyang Sect, the Qingyang Sect sent a team of disciples to parade the streets, and killed a bully who was powerful on the street.

Hearing Wang Qian's words, the man who claimed to be Hua Lin, a disciple of the Qingyang Sect, turned his head in surprise, but saw a man in a brown cloak with a rough texture walking in a vague footsteps, and immediately became angry, pointing at Wang Qian's nose and scolding: "What are you, you are also worthy of ......."

Wang Qian walked up to him, without any nonsense, slapped him on the head, as if he didn't feel like it was enjoyable, and hit him a few more times, interrupting the words that the other party was about to blurt out.

Seeing that the other party was directly attacking, Hua Lin took two steps back in pain, covered the beaten part with his hand, and said in disbelief: "Do you know who I am, I am a disciple of Qingyang Sect!" ”

Wang Qian wiped his hands and said with a smile: "What kind of thing is Qingyang Sect?" Do you know who I am? ”

"You...... Who are you? Hua Lin thought that he was going to do it again, so he subconsciously protected it a few times, and when he saw that the other party was just wiping his hands, he breathed a sigh of relief for some reason, and asked tremblingly.

"You also deserve to know Lao Tzu's name?" Wang Qian took two steps forward and slapped the other party a few times, and scolded: "It's you who hit, you don't know how thick the sky is, and you dare to ask my name?" ”

The crowd was speechless by the sudden farce. Although the person who called himself Hua Lin had an ugly face, a short stature, and an obscene temperament, the identity token that he knew at a glance was not a mortal thing and the logo on the clothes indicated his identity.

However, the noble disciple of the Qingyang Sect in their eyes was being slapped desperately by the man in front of him, but the man who did it was wearing a rough cloak and covered in mud, no matter how he looked at it, he was a poor ordinary person, but how could this poor ordinary person dare to be so unscrupulous?

People held their breath for fear of being implicated, but they were reluctant to leave, anxious to know how the farce should end.

The middle-aged man's family of three was already stunned at this time, and the middle-aged man with an extremely complicated mood stretched out his hand towards Wang Qian, his mouth opened slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but his hand retracted again, and after repeating this five or six times, the middle-aged man still slowly put down his hand.

Hua Lin was so dazed by a few slaps from Wang Qian that he couldn't open his eyes, and his hands were waving in front of him indiscriminately to defend, but he was lucky to grab Wang Qian's outstretched hand in a panic.

It turns out that this guy is just a strong outsider. Hua Lin saw that he was able to catch the other party, and suddenly he was evil again, opened his eyes proudly, and said, "Big ...... Daring! You are simply presumptuous! Are you provoking the prestige of the Qingyang Sect? Do you think the Qingyang Sect will let you go? ”

Wang Qian sighed helplessly, half-raised his head to look at the sky, and said, "Daochang Li, don't watch the show, come and interrupt his dog hand." ”

Xu Huan heard Wang Qian's words, and looked towards the place where Li Xuankong was standing before, but found that his side was already empty, and hurriedly looked around to search for Li Xuankong's figure, but Li Xuankong's slightly helpless voice had already sounded from Hua Lin's side: "Brother Wang, I am not such a rough person. ”

"You...... Who are you? Hua Lin was startled when he saw another person suddenly popping out next to him.

"Chunquan Mountain disciple Li Xuankong." Li Xuankong replied seriously.

After answering Hua Lin's question, Li Xuankong said gently: "This Qingyang Sect fellow, if I am not mistaken, this matter should be your fault first, right?" In this case, it is better to apologize, after all, it has tarnished the innocence of the girl, how can she still be so arrogant? ”

However, Li Xuankong's moderate attitude made the other party's attitude even more arrogant: "So what? It's you, who attacked me in public, and didn't even take me Qingyang Sect in their eyes, I tell you, Qingyang Sect will not let you go......"

"Can your lines be a little new? It's these two sentences all around and around, aren't you annoyed yourself? Wang Qian spoke impatiently, irritated that his body was weak at this time, both hands were grabbed by the other party, and he said to Li Xuankong: "Don't talk nonsense, kill this guy quickly." ”

Li Xuankong was silent.

He usually advocates harmony and does not like to use his identity and power to oppress others, but now this guy has an arrogant attitude and does not advance oil and salt, and extraordinary people can only use extraordinary means.

"My Qingyang Sect ......" Hua Lin was about to say something, and suddenly felt a suffocation in his chest, and he was a little out of breath, and then he realized that his back was abnormally heavy, as if he was pressed by some heavy object, but there was obviously nothing on his body.

"What's going on?" Hua Lin had difficulty breathing, held back his weak legs, let go of the hand that grabbed Wang Qian in fear, and looked at Li Xuankong in surprise as if he remembered something.

"Are you a devotional?"

"Can I apologize now?" Li Xuankong didn't answer, still speaking gently with a smile on his face.

Seeing Hua Lin nodding vigorously, Li Xuankong dispersed the aura that was running in a spirit pressure posture, and Hua Lin felt a sense of relief all over his body.

It is natural that it will not be ordinary people who can do such an unbelievable means, Hua Lin has already deliberately learned about it, and quickly reacted, expecting that he was encountering hard stubble, he wanted to cry and lowered his head to the middle-aged male family of three, gritted his teeth and apologized: "I have caused you trouble, I deserve to die, I hope you can forgive!" ”

Seeing that the Qingyang Sect disciple apologized without warning, the crowd who didn't know what was going on was in an uproar, wondering if it was because he had missed the most crucial plot in the blink of an eye.

I didn't expect the ending to be so The middle-aged man was a little at a loss in the face of the apology of the disciples of the Qingyang Sect, although he didn't know what happened, this person would give in in front of the two people, but the other party was a disciple of the spiritual sect after all, and his status was noble, and he apologized to him at this time, and he didn't accept it, and he didn't accept it.

After squeezing out of the crowd, Xu Huan, who was close to a few people, quickly sensed the predicament of the family of three.

On the one hand, he is a disciple of the Qingyang Sect who has a high status in the eyes of the people of Fengyang Town, and on the other hand, he is an ordinary resident of Fengyang Town, and some of them may be afraid of retaliation from the other party, but Xu Huan quickly thought that it was very likely that the gap in status made the other party feel at a loss in the face of apology, just like the emperor apologized to the civilians, even if it was sincere, the civilians would be at a loss, because in the potential understanding of the subordinates, the emperor should be high, and he was used to being oppressed, so he could not accept an equal way of communication.

"What's the point of such an apology?" Xu Huan sighed, looked at the apologizing Qingyang Sect disciple, and was surprised to find that the person's clothes were extraordinarily loose.

I didn't pay attention to it, I just thought that this dress was a loose style, but when I looked closely, I found that this dress was not too loose, and it could even be called loose.

Xu Huan walked to Wang Qian's side, observed again, recalled this person's performance, the more he thought about it, the more tired he became, a strange thought rose in his heart, he raised his eyebrows in surprise, and asked, "This immortal master, why do your clothes fit so ill?" ”