Since the attack on Shang Yuluo, Xiyan has become the charm queen of Tianxiang Guoselou, and every time she is unexpected, she has successfully attracted everyone's attention, and today is no exception. Except for Ye Weiyang, everyone looked at her in shock, although this is Qinglou, but her behavior is inevitably too debauched! How dare she do such a thing in front of so many people?

She smiled charmingly, rolled on the table, and then rolled into Ye Weiyang's arms, "Does Childe have the ability to conquer me here?"

He looked at the beauty in his arms, lifted her chin lightly with one hand, and slowly lowered his head, when everyone thought he was going to kiss down, but heard him say quietly: "Beauty is beautiful, but it doesn't suit my appetite." ”

Xiyan was stunned for a moment, this person was actually not charmed by himself, his hands wrapped around Ye Weiyang's neck, and he was a little unwilling: "So, can I help my son wash his stomach?"

Ye Weiyang's face was impatient, and with a wave of the Buddha's sleeves, Xiyan fell directly from his arms to the stairs. I didn't look at the pale face of Xiyan, I didn't feel pity at all, and I lightly said to Ran Bizhi, who was stunned next to him: "I've had enough!"

Xiyan got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, looked at Ye Weiyang with an evil smile on his face, and suddenly understood how ignorant he was.

Ye Weiyang sat there, although he did not have the majesty of a king, but he was even more like a king, with a handsome and unparalleled face, coupled with a look of contempt for everything, more like a demon king who dominated the world. This person was born to charm others, how can he charm him. Is it any wonder that even someone as good as my sister who regarded him as an enemy was willing to share a table with him.

Xiyan couldn't help laughing at herself, she was really different, in front of him, for the first time, she felt that she was so low.

There was no time to sigh too much, and the cold knife was already on her neck.

looked at Ran Bizhi in front of him with a stunned face, "You, you want to kill me?" The grievance in his eyes made Ran Bizhi's heart ache. His hands trembled inexplicably.

"Why?" Ran Bizhi couldn't answer, in fact, he didn't know why the lord suddenly wanted to kill her. When the lord says he's had enough, he's telling himself it's time to do it. His thinking is too complicated, and he will never be able to guess what he thinks.

"Hehe... I really didn't expect that you would come to kill me, I knew that you shouldn't have saved me in the first place, so I wouldn't have to live so hard. ”

The words of complaint finally made Ran Bizhi unbearable, looked back at Ye Weiyang, and said, "I can't do it." ”

Ye Weiyang said lazily: "There are only you and me who come here today, if you can't do it, I will do it myself, do you know, what does this mean?"

Ran Biyi was stunned, under the lord's hands, there was no way to live, if he made a move, it would mean that Jiang Mo Ning would have no chance of survival. When the lord said this, did he mean to let her go?

Xiyan felt that everything around her was so desolate, she stood in the most conspicuous place in the hall, being held to her neck with a knife, and no one spoke for her. Why is everyone playing and frolicking by themselves as if they don't see her, as if they are in another world?

Hehe... It turned out that until she died, she was still alone, and no one had ever cared about her. The cold knife swings mercilessly, and all memories are reduced to dust...

Rubbing his forehead at night and forgetting his roots, it is really exhausting, and he may have to rest for a long time.

When Meng Chuanqing and Yan Shangci returned to Wulin Village, the village was still deserted. Meng Fanchen has not yet come out of the customs, Sang introduced the daily flower viewing and feeding fish, Meng rumored that he had nothing to do and read in the room, and the people were busy with their own affairs and hid in the servant's room waiting for orders, and everyone was unusually quiet. The only person who can't be quiet is Sang Youwei. Although her people have returned from Suzhou City, their hearts have always been tied to Meng Chuanqing's body. In addition, there is another uninvited guest in the village, Sang Youwu's master, Mo Yunsu.

When Meng Chuanqing first saw Mo Yunsu, he only felt that he was extremely kind, and he was a little hypocritical. As soon as Sang Youwu finished introducing each other, he looked at himself with the shrewd eyes characteristic of the businessman, and then he was stunned, until Sang Youwu asked him what was wrong, he sneered: "It's nothing, I just think his eyes are very similar to a person." ”

Meng Chuanqing replied casually: "Really, you are not the first person to say this. When Nan Wushi first saw him, he said the same thing.

"Who else said the same?" Mo Yunsu was surprised.

Meng Chuanqing didn't want others to know about Nan Wushi, so he changed the topic and said: "You are my cousin's master, then I will also call you master!

"Where, where, there are disciples like you, what a blessing accumulated in the previous life!"

Meng Chuanqing was extremely speechless by this exaggerated polite remark, and Xinghao Sang interjected: "Second cousin, why do you have to wear gloves on a hot day!" His right hand was wearing a glove, and only five fingers were left outside, looking a little weird.

Meng Chuanqing had already thought of a reason, and said: "I met a miracle doctor, and she cured my illness, but this right hand left sequelae, and I can't see the light." ”

Sang Youwu was skeptical: "Why are there still sequelae, why don't you cure them all?"

"Cousin, be content! If you think about it, you can eat whatever I want in the future. ”

Hearing that his younger brother was back, Meng Ruan also ran out of the study in a hurry. "Flirtatious, back? But I'm worried. ”

Meng Chuanqing smiled: "Big brother, I'm worried about you." ”

Meng rumored that "the battle between you and the alliance leader ......"

The battle of Yanyang Hu was spread by people with a heart, and it soon spread all over the rivers and lakes. Meng Chuanqing, the name of the second son of Wulin Zhuang, soon became prominent.

Meng Wenwen was extremely shocked when he got the news at first, and he had too many things to say to him, but when he saw that there were many people, he was silent and said, "Forget it, don't say it, you just need to be safe and sound." He looked behind Meng Chuanqing and saw that there was only Yan Shangci, so he asked, "What about Chuanxin?" didn't she go to Suzhou City to find you?"

Meng Chuanqing was stunned for a moment, "Ah, sister, she hasn't come back yet?" Meng Chuanqing had no choice but to tell everyone about Fuyunju, everyone looked at each other after hearing this, and after a long time, Sang Youyou said worriedly: "My cousin hasn't come back yet, shouldn't it be for the people of Fuyunju to persuade her to become a monk!"

"No, I'm going to look for her in Fuyunju. Meng Chuanqing suddenly jumped up.

Coincidentally, at this time, someone came to report that the eldest lady had returned to the village. When everyone went out, they were all relieved to see Meng Chuanxin, who was unharmed. To Meng Chuanqing's surprise, Zhuang Fulou was actually with his sister.

"Brother Zhuang, you didn't say goodbye to the Alliance Lord's Mansion, why are you with my sister again?"

Zhuang Fulou looked at Meng Chuanqing with a surprised face, and then glanced at Meng Chuanxin again, and said, "You are sisters and brothers?"

Meng Chuanqing sneered: "I'm sorry, Brother Zhuang, Yang is my pseudonym. My real name is Meng Chuanqing, and I am the second son of Wulinzhuang. ”

Zhuang Fulou smiled: "It's me who is too stupid, I should have thought of it a long time ago." ”

"Hehe... Brother Zhuang doesn't blame me for deceiving you. By the way, sister, why do you still bring a tail when you go home? He had seen it a long time ago, an old nun was standing under the big locust tree in front of him, and kept looking this way, "Is it that the people from Fuyunju have chased the door?"

Meng Chuanxin glanced back at the people under the tree, waved his sleeves and snorted, ignored everyone, and entered the village gate with a blue face.

"Wheat girl, what's going on?" Meng Chuanqing knew that her sister must be extremely angry to ignore him, so she had to ask Wheat, who was catching up with Yan Shangci. Who knew that Wheat actually scolded angrily: "It's not that damn stinky nun!"

Yan Shangci frowned and persuaded: "Wheat, don't scold people, say it well." ”

Wheat looked innocent and said, "Miss, you don't know how angry that old nun is. We kindly sent her disciples home, but she forced the eldest lady to become a monk. The eldest lady didn't follow, so she kept following behind. ”

Meng Chuanqing said: "My sister is not the kind of person who is easy to bully, with her personality, she will definitely take action to drive people away if she is annoyed." ”

Wheat said: "The second son is right, the old nun followed for a day, and the eldest lady was annoyed, so she decided to take action to get rid of her." But who knew that she would be defeated at thirty moves. Moreover, the eldest lady said that the old nun also gave her a lot of tricks. ”

Meng Chuanqing was a little surprised: "So powerful, you didn't help?"

On the second day, I couldn't care about that much, so I decided to fight the eldest lady back and forth. However, it still failed. After that, she followed her for another day. It wasn't until the fourth day that I met Zhuang Gongzi in a tea tent, and I recognized him as the one who defeated the hot hand poisonous girl at the Mo Evil Conference, so I asked him to help. ”

Meng Chuanqing said: "She actually followed her to the door of the house, looking like this, Brother Zhuang is not her opponent?"

Zhuang Fulou said: "My frightened kill, you have seen the power." There were absolutely few people in the rivers and lakes who could resist it, but she took it easily and unharmed. ”

Meng Chuanqing thought for a moment, and suddenly walked towards the old nun.

"Brother Meng, what do you want to do?" Zhuang Fulou called him.

Meng Chuanqing smiled: "Brother Zhuang, don't worry, since even you can't beat her, I have no hope." Since you can't beat it, why don't you sit down and have a good talk?" and then walked towards the old nun.

"Mrs. Shi, can you go in and have a cup of tea?" Meng Chuanqing showed the most beautiful smile in his life and said to the old nun under the tree.

The old nun clasped her hands together and said, "The donor is kind, and the poor nun understands it." Please tell Lord Meng that if she does not agree, the poor nun will die of old age here. ”

"Why don't you go in and tell her yourself?" Meng Chuanqing looked at her amusedly. Could it be that the people of Fuyunju persuaded women to become monks, all in this way?

The old nun said: "Your mansion has a murderous aura, and the poor nuns dare not approach. ”

"Evil?"

"Even more so with the benefactor. ”

Meng Chuanqing intuitively felt that the old nun was playing tricks, so he followed her meaning and chuckled: "In this case, the master should enter the mansion even more, and you can give you instructions on how to get rid of the evil." ”

"The poor nuns can't enter the house, so they wait here for Lord Meng to come out. But the old nun was unmoved, and stood there, silently reciting the Buddha's name.

At this time, Sang introduced, Meng rumored, and Meng Chuanxin came over. Sang Yinyan looked at the old nun with an angry face and asked, "Old nun, why did you force my daughter to become a monk?"

The old nun looked at Meng Chuanxin and said, "Master Meng has a rough life and a rough fate, and if he becomes a monk, he can avoid several catastrophes." Otherwise, when the calamity comes, it will be regretted. ”

"Nonsense, who knows what will happen in the future? Besides, even if there is a catastrophe, I will bear it voluntarily, so what does it have to do with you?" Meng Chuanxin said coldly.

"Donor, there are some things you can't afford! The destiny of heaven is like this, no one can change it, and you are destined to become a monk. The old nun persuaded without giving up.

"You three drive her away for me! Old nun, I will never allow anyone to bully the children of my Meng family. Sang Yinyan listened to the old nun's words and became even more angry.

Meng Chuanqing glanced at Sang Yinyan and said, "Mrs. Shi, forcing other people's children to become monks is extremely lacking in morality. If anyone does this to your children, you will not feel good......"

The old nun interrupted Meng Chuanqing's words, "I know what the donor wants to say. My daughter died 10 years ago, and I saw her life so much that I didn't think about changing it and then watched her get robbed. My son started hating me because of this, and he didn't come home for ten years, and now I regret it. Imagine if I had listened to him and disobeyed the mandate of heaven to save my daughter, there would not have been the result I have now, and our family could still live in harmony. I don't want too many people to follow in my footsteps, so I founded Fuyunju. Master Meng, I'm for your good!"

"Since the master is too unwilling to stop, we can only offend. Meng Chuanqing sighed and said, "Big brother, sister, let's send her away! If I listen to her again, I can't help but persuade my sister to become a monk." ”

Meng Chuanqing rarely fights with people, but since the fight between Yiqing Villa and Yan Wuyang, it seems that every three days, there is a fight to fight. First the old man of the farmer's house, then the tour of the Donghua Inn, and then the treasure-grabbing opponents at the Mo Evil Conference, Han Zhichu with the power of extermination, and the battle of Yanyang Lake with Han Lingfeng. Every time he fights, he can get out of the way, in addition to his strange internal skills, there is also the fact that these people who fight him are not really masters, at best, they are inferior among the masters. And today, Meng Chuanqing can be regarded as meeting a real master, a top master!

The old nun's kung fu was extremely weird, and her seemingly ordinary tricks made it difficult for the three sisters to resist. The kung fu of the three sisters was all taught by Meng Fanchen, and the three people taught by the same master were very different.

Meng Chuanxin made a fan, making a fierce move, combining rigidity and softness; Meng Chuanxin made a short sword, with a sharp move, running like a god; Meng Chuanqing faced the enemy empty-handed, and took the lead in the move. These three people join forces, complement each other enough, and no matter how strong the opponent is, it is long overdue. But the old nun was still standing in front of them, she seemed to be more and more courageous, not tired at all, seeing the moves, she was at ease, and with a flip of her wrist, she took away the short sword in Meng Chuanxin's hand.

Meng Fanchen first taught Meng Chuanxin swordsmanship, but she thought that the long sword was inconvenient to carry, so she changed it to a short sword herself, which was usually hidden in her sleeve. Although the short sword was not as powerful as the long sword, it was unprecedented for someone to be taken away so easily. The old nun's hand shook, and the short sword was broken into two, and then slashed at Meng Chuan's fan, the action was so sharp that the three of them were dazzled and only heard the sound of the fan tearing. Both of their weapons were destroyed, and the three sisters were left to fight together empty-handed.

Meng Chuanxin had already dealt with the old nun a few times on the way home, and she knew a little about her strange kung fu, she glanced at Meng Chuanxin and Meng Chuanqing, nodded slightly, and the three sisters had a measure in their hearts at the same time. She suddenly plucked the hairpin on her head, and pointed at the old nun's chest, probing and wrapping around, like a willow brush, elegant and gentle.

At the same time as she 'wrapped her fingers' to shoot, Meng Chuanwen also clenched his fists and threw a fierce punch at the old nun. The two of them are soft and strong, first soft and then rigid, attacking in a row, just wanting each other to be unable to parry. Meng Chuan's heart was like a butterfly, as if he turned around and dodged Meng Chuan's punch, and as the three of them expected, this punch was also dodged by the old nun.

Meng Chuanqing seized the opportunity and swung a palm when the old nun dodged her fist. Meng Chuanxin thought that the old nun would escape, so she was about to make another move, but she was shocked back a few steps by Meng Chuanqing's palm, and she vomited blood on the ground.

Meng Chuanqing looked at his hand, a little incredulous, the gloved hand was a little stiff. If his feeling was correct, that palm just now was simply the Extinction God Palm. How could he exterminate the Divine Palm?