The handsome young Taoist walked into the private room on his own, holding his head high, as if he was the protagonist here, and did not look at anyone else.

The atmosphere in the private room was very depressing, and the previous laughter and laughter had disappeared.

"Thirteen Shao, this is not your home"

After the initial silence, Zhao Hong finally spoke: "Isn't it too rude?"

This chief disciple of the Yunhai Guild Hall has a very free and easy personality, and he doesn't even care about his own life and death, but for this young Taoist, he is obviously very jealous.

"Zhao Hong, you better take care of yourself first!"

The young Taoist sneered and said, "You fell for the thousand sword qi of my senior sister in the dance suit, and you didn't recuperate in the Yunhai Guild Hall, but ran to the Invitation Moon Tower to eat and drink, do you think you didn't die fast enough?"

Zhao Hong said lightly: "Do you want to do a lot of things?"

The corners of the young Taoist's lips flashed with a touch of ridicule, and he said: "If you die, then wouldn't I have a lot less fun, just you few scumbags and junior brothers, it's really too boring!"

Hitting people doesn't hit people in the face, he directly slapped several guild hall disciples in the face.

A disciple finally couldn't help it, got up and shouted, "Yuwen Shaoqing, you are not welcome here, please leave!"

The young Taoist named Yuwen Shaoqing laughed and said disdainfully: "What kind of thing are you, you dare to ask me to leave? Don't talk about the box in this district of the Yueyue Building, even if it is the palace inside, I can come if I want, I can leave if I want, if I have the ability, let's try?"

He stared at each other, his gaze as sharp as a falcon.

The guild hall disciple felt a chill in his heart. I didn't dare to agree.

"What a big breath!"

At this time. Wei Changfeng, who has always been a cold bystander, said: "Come if you want." If you want to go, you can go, or you won't come to my Yunhaimen to try, I promise not to break your legs!"

Yuwen Shaoqing's face suddenly froze.

He was born in a wealthy family, and some of his elders married into the royal family, so it is not a boast that the palace comes and goes freely.

But Yunhaimen is not the palace of the palace, if you really go to Yunhaimen, the result is completely imaginable.

Wei Changfeng's ridicule was tantamount to a slap in the face of him!

"Hahaha!"

Zhao Hong laughed. poured a glass of wine for Wei Changfeng: "Senior brother said it too well!"

Yuwen Shaoqing stared at Wei Changfeng gloomily and said, "You are the Wei Changfeng who defeated Ye Wudao?"

Wei Changfeng didn't expect that the other party actually knew his name, and he was still silent on the surface: "That's right, I don't know what Senior Brother Yuwen has to say?"

The other party was domineering, and Wei Changfeng would not show weakness, so he went straight and went straight back.

"Good!"

The young Taoist looked at him deeply and said, "Wei Changfeng, you wait for me, sooner or later you will kneel at my feet." Lick mine"

"Get out!"

Before he finished his words, Wei Changfeng suddenly shouted angrily.

It's a simple word "roll". Containing the incomparably pure Qianyang True Qi, the shouts were condensed but not dispersed, and they went straight towards Yuwen Shaoqing, suddenly exploding like thunder!

Yuwen Shaoqing's mouth was speaking happily, and he was defenseless against Wei Changfeng's roaring counterattack, only feeling a force that could not be resisted coming down, and the foul words that rushed to his throat suddenly couldn't spit out.

He involuntarily took two steps back, crashed into his companion behind him, and almost fell to the ground to make a big ugly noise.

Rao is like this, Yuwen Shaoqing's ears are also buzzing, and he is not sober for a while!

The means used by Wei Changfeng, similar to the lion's roar of Buddhism, are combined with the use of the skills of the dragon elephant Prajna Gong, and can exert the power of intimidating the enemy's courage at close range.

Because it was sent in response, except for Yuwen Shaoqing, everyone else had no effect, and Wei Changfeng's roar sounded nothing more than a little loud to them.

"Thirteen less!"

The two young Taoists who followed Yuwen Shaoqing hurriedly held him up and exclaimed, "What's wrong with you?"

Yuwen Shaoqing shook his head, his consciousness finally came to his senses, and his handsome face was so swollen that it was dripping blood.

"Let's go!"

He glared at Wei Changfeng with a resentful gaze, squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, and then struggled to break away from his companion's support, turned his head and left the private room.

Yuwen Shaoqing is not a fool, in the case of being secretly slapped by Wei Changfeng, if he continues to stay, it is undoubtedly a humiliation for himself, unless he makes a big move, the lost face will definitely not be able to be recovered.

When leaving the box, the handsome young man clenched his fists hard, and his face was a little distorted, undoubtedly hating Wei Changfeng to the core.

His two companions looked at each other and quickly ran out.

With the departure of the three young Taoists, the atmosphere in the private room finally returned to a little normal, but it was also a little strange.

Those guild hall disciples felt both happy and obviously worried about Wei Changfeng.

Zhao Hong said what was in his heart for them: "Senior Brother Wei, Yuwen Shaoqing is not easy to mess with, he suffered a loss here today, and he will definitely find a way to retaliate tomorrow, so if you are fine, it is best not to leave the hall." ”

He said very seriously, and his expression was unprecedentedly strict.

Wei Changfeng nodded.

He didn't know that Yuwen Shaoqing's identity was very unusual, otherwise the fellow disciples present would not be so expressive.

But as a martial artist, you must not face bullying and become inward, otherwise you will lose your courage and perseverance.

Other people's slaps have been slapped in the face, if he doesn't fight back fiercely, why would Wei Changfeng go to learn martial arts and practice swords? No matter how strong Yuwen Shaoqing's background is, he can't let him bow his head in humiliation!

Zhao Hong knew that Wei Changfeng didn't know Yuwen Shaoqing, so he deliberately said a few more words.

Yuwen Shaoqing is the descendant of the Yuwen family, ranking thirteenth, so he is also called the thirteenth Shaoqing.

He has been smart and handsome since he was a child, so he is deeply loved by the elders in the clan, and at the age of nine, he entered the Qinglong Palace, one of the four divine palaces, to learn art and became an elite disciple of the inner palace.

And the Yuwen family is a wealthy family in Qinyang, Yuwen Shaoqing's aunt married into the Qin royal family in her early years, and she is a concubine who is very favored by King Qin Wu, so Yuwen Shaoqing is also half of the emperor's relatives.

With such a triple identity, not many people in Yuwen Shaoqing dare to provoke him, and he has always been in his sights.

The disciples of the guild hall present were all natives of Qinyang, although their respective families were not bad, they were too different from the Yuwen family, and when they met Yuwen Shaoqing, they naturally lacked confidence and did not dare to compete with them.

"Senior Brother Wei, the situation is chaotic now"

Zhao Hong finally said: "So let's wait for the two uncles in charge to come back!"

(To be continued......)