Fang Xing could feel that Liang Mengzi had been extremely unstable recently, and he understood her recent sleepiness very well. The reason why he took Liang Mengzi to the Hanshan Market for a leisurely tour was to take this opportunity to alleviate the sorrow in the hearts of the beauties. However, at this moment, with the beautiful scenery in front and the beauty on the side, it should have been the time for the two to 'talk', but when the beautiful scenery was good, there were still people who spoiled the scenery and 'messed' his plan, which really made Fang Xing feel bad.

However, the East Square family opened the 'door' to entertain guests from all over the world, if there were evil guests and a small 'chaos', then as a child of the Fang family, he should indeed stop it. After listening to Liang Mengzi's words, Fang Xing didn't say a word, just lowered his face slightly, pursed his lips, and walked straight towards the dispute.

Lotus Lake, flying bridge seat. The place where Fang Xing stood and the place where the car was stopped and adjusted were separated by a stone bridge. Fang Xing slowly walked down from the height and stepped on a stone bridge again. However, when he walked off the bridge, he was unexpectedly stopped by a person.

A man in a black 'colored' military robe and a family member was standing under the bridge, turning his head to pay attention to the movement at the carriage. When he heard the footsteps of people coming from the direction of the bridge, his heart was very unhappy. The young master of his family was playing a good show not far away, and he really didn't have the heart to stand here as a guard whistle. So, he didn't turn his head back, just turned his back to the direction of the bridge, and stretched out his hand to block the bridge deck.

"Stop!" The black-clothed family is usually arrogant, and when he heard someone approaching here, he disturbed the young master's good show. I didn't think about it, and directly opened my mouth to scold, "Anyone who gets half a step closer, kill!" "Words are murderous and rampant. As he wished, those behind him seemed to be frightened by his intimidation. The black-clothed man's voice fell slightly, and the footsteps behind him stopped.

"It's quite interesting, otherwise Lao Tzu will cut you down and throw you into the lake to feed the turtles." The black-clothed man said a cruel sentence casually in his heart, and then turned around. As soon as I saw it, a young man in a green shirt was standing not far away, his head tilted to the sky, and his face was a little melancholy, as if he was studying the changes in the clouds and rain on the horizon.

Following the sight of the young man in the green shirt, the black-clothed man Ding glanced at the sky, only to see that there were dark clouds covering the sun, and it seemed that heavy rain was coming. He said in his heart: "It's about to rain, I don't know if the young master has 'got' the little lady in the carriage out." It's been a stalemate for so long, and it's time for the young master to start. There is also a different kind of beauty on the hard! ”

The young master of his family was flirting with the beauty over there, and he was watching the scene here. When it was his turn, there were no leftovers. Thinking of this, the black-clothed man felt impatient in his heart. He was worried about the movement on the other side of the carriage, and when he saw the young man in the green shirt, he just looked at it casually. When he realized that the young man in front of him was not dressed unusually, he was too lazy to do anything, and directly scolded with contempt: ", this is not the place you should be." Hurry up and fuck off. ”

After the black-clothed man finished speaking, he waved his hand again and turned to face the carriage again. The disdainful look on his face and the twisting posture of his body are as chic as driving away a fly. However, after a few breaths, there was still no sound of footsteps in the distance, and the young man still stood there.

"It's shameless, isn't it?" The black-clothed man was furious, and the impatience in his heart rose into anger, he turned around suddenly, and roared, "If you don't leave, Lao Tzu will throw you into the lake and make you a drowned ghost!" However, the young man in the green shirt did not seem to hear his low roar, and the young silly boy was still tilting his head and looking up at the sky as if nothing had happened.

At this time, some rain began to fall scattered in the sky. The young man in the green shirt reached out to catch a little raindrop, looked at his palm, and then looked at the face of the black-clothed man. The young man's face was as calm as water, and he was not moved in the slightest in the face of the fierce black-clothed family. He just whispered, "It's going to rain"

"It's raining?" The black-clothed man listened to the young man's self-talk, and was a little inexplicable. He glanced at the 'gloomy' sky, intending to roar again. But listening to the young man in the green shirt in front of him, he nodded at him and said, "Well, it's raining." ”

"Rain? Down your head! "What the hell is this! The black-clothed man was inexplicable, but he was also angry. He felt like he was being ridiculed and teased! He was furious and wanted revenge! However, before the anger in his 'chest' reached its highest point, he felt a strange huge force creep into his body from below. The strong body that had been tempered and polished by thousands of years seemed to no longer belong to him at that moment, and his body couldn't help but stagnate. Immediately, he was thrown high by the great force, and fell into the lake with a 'poof'.

The lake water under the bridge is very clear, and it can be seen that the lotus is not 'dewed', and there are schools of swimming fish, frolicking in the aquatic plants. At first, the black-clothed man was like a piece of sinking iron, falling straight into the water and sinking to the bottom of the lake, attracting swimming fish to chase and play. However, then his body shook, and the strange force that had just oppressed him and made him unable to move suddenly disappeared. He was light, and then struggled desperately in the lake, startled the fish and fled.

After struggling to 'expose' the surface of the lake, he couldn't wait to swim to the shore, summon his brother and the young master, and divide the body of the guy who dared to offend the family. However, at this moment, something strange happened again - it seemed that there were countless strange powers hidden in his body, as long as he dared to 'expose' his head out of the water for half a breath, his body would once again be sluggish, out of his control, and his whole body would sink to the bottom of the lake. At that time, the cold water would invade his lungs without resisting, choking him and making him cough incessantly, which was extremely uncomfortable.

'Sink to the bottom of the lake, struggle desperately, 'exposed' out of the lake, desperately cough and gasp, greedily breathe air, and then sink to the bottom of the lake again, desperately struggle......' and so on several times, and the black-clothed man also became obedient. Especially at the bridge head on the shore, there is a sentence that comes slowly, "When it rains, the water in the lake must be very cool, and I haven't tried the feeling of feeding turtles, so you can go down and try it for me." Later, he knew that he was afraid that he had provoked a master who should not be angry, so he honestly endured the pain of choking on water - although it was painful, he could finally save his life. - Secretly expecting that the young master not far away will avenge him.

Fang Xing looked up at the sky and let the raindrops fall on his cheeks. The rain gradually became heavier, and the raindrops began to dance happily on the ground and on his face. The rain was pouring down on his face, looking at the raindrops that fell on the bridge deck, Fang Xing suddenly sighed with a smile, and he whispered to the black-clothed man who was struggling on the surface of the lake, "Hey, it's like looking up at the sky at forty-five degrees, and then bursting into tears." After speaking, the power of the True Emperor Saint's deterrent added to the black-clothed family Ding was half a point stronger as his mood changed. The black-clothed man was pressed to the bottom of the lake, swallowing dozens of mouthfuls of muddy water alive, and the water 'flowers' on the lake surface became more and more white.

Fang Xing no longer looked at the black-clothed man who was still suffering and happy in the lake, he lowered his head to look at the carriage. Just now, the punishment caused by his interest has been known to the evil young team at the carriage with the performance of the black-clothed family in the lake. Looking at those people who were like facing the enemy, the young man smiled slightly, and then started and walked over.

Before, Fang Xing's expression was faint, like a scholar who hurt the sad autumn of spring, but in a blink of an eye, he suddenly changed his 'color' and decisively punished him. Such a change in movement and stillness is faster than turning a book, which makes people feel a little 'hairy' and 'hairy' in their hearts. Shocked by his strange behavior, the cheering sound from the opposite side undoubtedly seemed to be suspicious, and he lacked qi - "Young Master Murong is here, and those who come stop coming." ”

Who is Young Master Murong? Fang Xing didn't know, and he didn't want to know. Just a name is not a reason for him to stop. He continued on his leisurely journey. Seeing that Fang Xing was unmoved, the people at the carriage became more and more frightened. They didn't surround the carriage either, and more than a dozen people surrounded the city, surrounding the young master in gorgeous clothes in the middle, leaving only a middle-aged man with an old face and a calm look.

Fang Xing approached, everyone was like a great enemy, although the sword had never left the sheath, but the vigilant 'spirit' aura was obvious. The middle-aged man stepped forward, and the other party hugged his fists and saluted: "In the Murong family of Xialiao County, the main hall, Liupin, and Murong Shen, I don't know what Your Excellency's intentions are?" ”

Fang Xing is no longer the Wuxia 'Meng' of that day, although he doesn't know what kind of family the Murong family of Liaojun is, but he can still understand the common remarks of the children of the family when they greet each other. The word 'Zhengtang' in Murong Shen's words means that he is from Murong Yan's hall, and the word 'Liupin' is the Ninth Rank Zhongzheng. The canonization of the law. - In other words, the person in front of Fang Xing was not only a relative of the Murong family, but also a master of the first day of channeling!

"There is even a master of the Divine Realm here? Why didn't I notice it just now? Fang Xing didn't speak, he looked at the middle-aged man carefully, his eyebrows furrowed slightly. He wasn't surprised by the other party's cultivation and family background, but it was a little strange. He had already examined this group of people before he came, and his spiritual sense probed and knew that the highest cultivation of these people was only the cultivation of the third day of the True Spirit. Now a master of the Divine Realm suddenly appeared, which was really a bit unexpected to him - "Is it deliberately boasting about cultivation and bluffing me?" ”

However, after some scrutiny, Fang Xing found that this middle-aged man who claimed to be a cultivator on the first day of Tongshen was really not bluffing him. The aura on the middle-aged man's body is very strange, if he is simply examined with his spiritual sense, it looks like a weak spirit realm, but if he wants to delve deeper into other figures, he can find that there is really a momentum in this person's body that belongs to the realm of the gods. If this was a means of concealment, Fang Xing would really be the first to meet him, and he couldn't help but be curious.

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