Chapter 82: Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle
Wang Chongquan immediately scolded his subordinates: "What are you still doing in a daze! Uncle's order, quickly tie up the two of them!"
Wang Lanzhi knelt on the ground when she heard this, and begged: "Dad, I beg you, let go of Brother Cheng Jin, daughter, please let go of Brother Cheng Jin, no matter what you say in the future, I will promise you......!
Seeing that Wang Lanzhi was so unreasonable, Wang Chongquan was very annoyed, and said in a deep voice: "You are now Tang Gongzi's person, you must abide by women's morals, come back quickly, don't mess around!"
Tang Sangongzi has always been conceited, Wang Lanzhi has already worshiped her, although she has never looked at her in her heart, but nominally she already belongs to her own person. Wang Lanzhi hugged Rong Chengjin in front of everyone's eyes, undoubtedly slapping herself in the face and falling into a laughing stock. Since Rong Chengjin and Wang Lanzhi slapped themselves in the face, the field naturally wanted to get it back, and with a cold snort at the moment, a steel needle shot out of his hand and flew towards Rong Chengjin's abdomen.
The needle is blue and bright, and it is obviously also highly poisonous.
"Don't!" Wang Lanzhi stood in front of Rong Chengjin, leaning slightly, Tang Sangongzi's poisonous needle was castrated like electricity, silently entering the body, submerged into the big red auspicious suit, and stabbed into Wang Lanzhi's body.
The toxicity spread, wandering through the blood and veins, eroding Wang Lanzhi's heart. Within a moment, Wang Lanzhi was unsteady on her feet, and a stream of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and she slowly withered to the ground as Rong Chengjin staggered.
Wang Chongquan ran forward like crazy, pushed Rong Chengjin away, hugged Wang Lanzhi and cried: "Laneige, Lanzhi, my child! Why are you so stupid! My child ......"
Tang Sangongzi said apologetically: "Oops!
When Wang Chongquan heard this, he hurriedly kowtowed like pounding garlic: "Tang ...... Tang Gongzi, Xie ...... Antidote...... Save...... Save my daughter......"
Tang Sangongzi shook his head and said: "This thing is called 'Soul Chasing Nail', there is no cure! Wang Darttou can rest assured, since Ling Yan is my person, I will naturally bring her ashes back to Sichuan and store them in Tangmen." Life is a person of the Tang Gate, and death is the ghost of the Tang Gate. β
"Ah~!!" Wang Lanzhi is Wang Chongquan's closest relative after all, even if Wang Chongquan is hard-hearted, he can't help but cry and can't help but look up to the sky and howl.
"Lanzhi, you wait for me, I'll come down to accompany you soon!" Rong Chengjin looked at Wang Lanzhi stupidly, and after saying this, he struggled to stand upright, stared at Tang Sangongzi and said, "You brute! Today is either you die or I die!"
Rong Chengjin dared to shout at Tang Sangongzi in public, which undoubtedly touched Tang Sangongzi's backlash, Tang Sangongzi has never liked to talk nonsense, and mocked: "Hmph!
I only heard a soft sound of "dangchang", and something flew from nowhere, collided with Tang Sangongzi's flying knife in mid-air, and fell to the ground together. Tang Sangongzi looked closely, it turned out to be a chicken leg bone, obviously he was extraordinary. sang a big promise, and raised his voice: "Since the master has interfered in Tang's affairs, please show up and see it!"
This sentence has been sent out internally, like ripples in a pond, wave after wave, rippling, and the aftermath is endless.
I only heard a cold voice and said: "Just this little bit of ability, don't be ashamed to show off, so as not to lose the face of your ancestors!" In the echo, I saw a gray shadow jumping down from the roof behind Rong Chengjin. It fell lightly in front of Rong Chengjin like an autumn leaf, and the dust was not visible. With this light-handed ability alone, everyone present was impressed.
Everyone took a closer look, and saw that this person was in rags, revealing half of the yellow paper in his arms, and half of the roast chicken was wrapped in the yellow paper, holding a cane in one hand, holding a pot of wine in his right hand, and the oil in his hand was shiny, and he raised his head from time to time to take a sip, his hair was unkempt, and he tied a red rope behind his head at will.
"Who are you, you dare to meddle in the affairs of the Tang Sect, and if you offend the Tang Sect, you will not end well......
The beggar said disdainfully: "Dogs fight people!"
Tang Sangongzi said angrily: "What did you say?"
"Tut-tut, it's okay, the old flower line doesn't change its name and doesn't change its surname, and the beggar gang Dazhi rudder elder Hu Zheng is. Your name is Tang Chaohui, right? Among the two crosses of the Tang Sect, the sixteenth generation ranks third among the descendants of the Tang Sect, right?" Hu Yu also asked with slanted eyes.
Tang Chaohui said proudly: "How can the name of this son be called by you, a stinky begging person!"
Hu Yue nodded and said: "So you admit it, a few days ago you picked a few disciples of my Shanxi Dayong rudder, I always called Hua Yuan to drink a happy wine, and then slowly settle accounts with you another day." I didn't expect you to be inferior to a brute, and without even blinking your eyes, you poisoned the bride who worshiped heaven and earth with you just now, it was really a sore on the top of your head, and the soles of your feet were suppurated--- it was so bad!"
"Shut up! Yes, it was this son who slaughtered a few stinky food. Now the emperor fights cocks and lackeys all day long, ignores the government and politics, and the mountains and rivers are declining, and the people are not happy. Our prince is wise and martial, and everyone expects to return, and those who know the times are handsome, and this son is ordered by King Ning to edict you beggars, if you know how to lift, hand over the bamboo talisman on your body as soon as possible, and return to the palace to serve! Otherwise, this son has the means to ask you to help the disciples of the beggars to be my subordinates, and they will die up and down!"
Hu Yu sneered: "What a ruthless wolf cub, I want to see what means you have to destroy my beggar gang." After speaking, his figure flashed, he raised the bamboo stick in his hand and pointed to Tang Sangongzi.
Tang Chaohui knew Hu Yue's identity and heard about Hu Yue's name early. Seeing him hit with a stick, he naturally didn't dare to despise it. With a wave of the folding fan, he greeted it.
In the figure, I saw the bamboo stick in Hu Yue's hand, turning into a green phantom. Sometimes like a spirit snake dancing, sometimes like a green dragon churning, sometimes turning into a ball of light and shadow, wandering beside Tang Chaohui, not leaving the left and right. Not to be outdone, the folding fan in his hand opened at once, and with the rise and fall of Tang Chaohui's figure, like a butterfly among flowers, he spread his wings and flew up and down. Or knock or hit, horizontal slash dark sweep, sent to usher.
For a while, the two gongs and drums were on a par with each other, on par.
The two fans back and forth, from left to right, go high and low, and hit the time of two incense sticks, and gradually Tang Chaohui's internal strength is a little weak, and there are several times when he almost catches the way of Hu Yue, if it is not for the mechanism on the folding fan in a busy hurry, the steel needle in the folding fan will shoot out, it is inevitable to lose.
Hu Yu calmed down and sneered: "You only have twenty-four umbrella bones in the iron bone fan, and there is only twenty-four poisonous needles hidden in each umbrella bone. I always have time today, I want to see how much you have learned!"
When Tang Chaohui heard this, although the color on his face did not change, he was really taken aback in his heart. Said compassionately: "You really came prepared, since this is the case, let you see this." β
After Tang Chaohui finished speaking, regardless of the opening of the empty door in front of him, he suddenly jumped up in the air, reached out and took out a cylindrical object from his arms, about three inches in diameter and three inches thick, and aimed it at Hu Yue.
There is a handle behind the cylinder, wrapped in a thick layer of pulp, and the surface is densely packed with pinholes, with a peculiar shape and antique look.
When Hu Zuo saw it, he couldn't help but be shocked, and he forcibly stopped his steps in his busy schedule, changed his body shape repeatedly, and retreated sharply. He shouted loudly: "Rainstorm pear blossom needleββ!!