When everyone was looking for Meng Chuanqing, he had crossed the mountain road and reached the realm of Xunyang. This place is close to the wolf valley, there are often fierce beasts infested, and because there are many evil people gathered nearby, it is called the evil wolf valley.

On this day, Meng Chuanqing walked on the mountain road in the scorching sun, and saw a beautifully decorated teahouse in front of him, so he went into it.

The teahouse is quiet and elegant, located in the bamboo forest, sheltering the clouds and the sun, refreshing and refreshing, Meng Chuanqing felt a cool air as soon as he entered the door. When I looked up, I saw that there were eight tables in the room, the tables and chairs were all of fine rosewood, and there was a window on the left and right, and the bamboo shadow outside the window was swaying, without losing the elegance. In this elegant place, the guests are obviously a little out of place, and the eight guests sitting there are exaggerated and strange dresses, and their appearance is bold and vulgar, and there is no trace of elegance.

On the table by the window, four rude men gathered around a table, chewing peanuts on a plate, chatting about some unreasonable words, and from time to time some foul language came out of their mouths; on the table behind them, two people in very different costumes sat opposite each other, their left hands holding their wrists, each holding a bowl of water in their right hands, and both of them tried their best to put each other's arms down, and they had to ensure that not a drop of water in their bowls leaked, and it was difficult to distinguish between them and up and down for a while; on the table near the counter, there sat a man and a woman, and the two fed each other, and said some meaty words, so that they were not shy。

Meng Chuanqing felt that these people were all masters with unique skills, so he only glanced at them casually and found an empty table to sit down. When the shopkeeper saw someone coming, he hurriedly came over to say hello, "This guest officer is a student, it's the first time you've come here, right?"

Meng Chuanqing said: "Yes, if there is beef noodles, bring me a bowl and a pot of tea." ”

The shopkeeper said, "Wait a minute." With that, he went inside.

Meng Chuanqing was bored, so he took out a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick box, clamped them between his two fingers, and fiddled back and forth, thinking about Yan Shangci at the same time in his heart. It's been half a month since he came out, but he hasn't even seen Yan Shangci's shadow, so he can't help but be a little depressed. Whether it was Yiqing Villa or Suzhou City, he searched for it, and finally left with a disappointed mood. When he came here, he only felt it, and there was no definite news, so he took a painting with him, and inquired as he went, but no one had seen it all the way.

Just as he was thinking about it, the shopkeeper brought the food. "Guest, your face. Would you like to bring you a jug of wine?"

"Wine?" Meng Chuanqing thought for a while and said, "No, I'm in a hurry." ”

"Okay, you can use it slowly. The shopkeeper said and withdrew.

Meng Chuanqing put aside the distracting thoughts in his heart, ate the noodles seriously, and bottomed out in a few bites. He put down the empty bowl, poured some water and drank it, and got up and walked to the counter. "Shopkeeper, I'll ask you someone. He took out a scroll from his waist and slowly opened it, "Have you seen this girl?"

The shopkeeper only glanced at it and shook his head, "Such a beautiful girl would not come here." ”

"Why?" Meng said.

But the shopkeeper said nothing. Meng Chuanqing was thinking about it, when he suddenly heard someone behind him: "It's really beautiful!" The man said and wanted to reach out and grab the painting.

Meng Chuanqing reacted quickly, his hand shook slightly, and he put away the scroll, avoiding the touch of the man. Turning his face to look at the visitor, his eyes glowing with a cold light. This person, who had just been talking to himself and the woman at the same table with his back to him, had appeared silently in front of him at this time, and he was not a simple character.

The man was also a little surprised, and said, "The reaction is quite fast." How about it, boy, since there are beautiful women, give me a feast for my eyes. ”

Meng Chuanqing didn't want to do much, so he ignored him, put the scroll back into his waist, and asked the shopkeeper, "How much?"

The shopkeeper glanced at the man behind him and said, "No money." ”

Meng Chuanqing didn't bother to ask the reason, so he directly took out a grain of broken silver, threw it in front of the shopkeeper, turned around and left. The man behind him suddenly stopped him, "Why do you think he won't take your money? That's because he knows that you will die soon! Boy, hand me over your paintings!" After speaking, he reached out and grabbed Meng Chuanqing's shoulder.

Meng Chuanqing felt the power behind him, and turned around to dodge the man's attack. The man looked at his empty hand, was slightly stunned, his eyes suddenly changed, and he reached out and grabbed Meng Chuanqing. Meng Chuanqing was a little annoyed, raised his hand to exercise, and slapped the man's chest, the latter snorted, suddenly took two steps back, and slammed into the counter. Seeing this, the rest of the people were a little surprised, and they all stopped what they were doing, got up and looked at Meng Chuanqing. The woman at the same table with the man exclaimed, "This kid can actually shake the old five back!"

Meng Chuanqing looked at the fifth child coldly and said, "Coveting other people's things for no reason is not a gentleman's doing, and Your Excellency's face is inevitably too thick." ”

The man rubbed his shoulders and said, "Don't you scold, are we scolded less?" I covet all beautiful women, and it is a blessing to be able to be favored by me. You kid, give me the painting obediently, I can promise that it won't hurt your life. ”

Meng Chuanqing's eyes swept over everyone one by one, "I don't want to make trouble, several of you are seniors, I respect you." But hold your hands high, and we'll leave it at that. ”

A few people didn't seem to intend to let go of Meng Chuanqing, and one of the four people by the window said: "At a young age, the internal strength is not bad, it's better to practice with us!" After speaking, he grabbed the peanuts on the plate, exerted his strength, and shot at Meng Chuanqing with all the hidden weapons like a rain of flowers in the sky.

Meng Chuanqing was calm and outstanding, picked up the unfinished bowl of tea on the table, and shot at the opposite person with his backhand. As soon as the tea bowl left his hand, all the tea in the bowl gushed out, Meng Chuanqing's luck in his hand, he performed his innate stunt, and turned the tea into countless water droplets, each water drop just opposite to the peanuts, two by two, one strong and one soft, canceling each other. The peanut lost its strength and fell to the ground suddenly, rolling in all directions, and the water droplets also scattered in all directions, turning into a burst of mist and losing it in the air.

The man on the other side looked at the peanuts that rolled to his feet, looked surprised, and asked, "Boy, who are you learning from? This kung fu is not something that ordinary people can practice." ”

Meng Chuanqing said: "If a few people still want to entangle, I don't mind accompanying them, but the consequences are at your own risk!" His eyes were shining with a cold light, his tone was indifferent, and he had long lost the passion he had for talented people in the past.

People always go through many ups and downs before they slowly become mature, and their personalities are slowly changing. Determined to find Yan Shangci, he was no longer enthusiastic about everything else, and his tone inevitably became much colder.

"Boy, don't be ashamed!" One person said: "I thought that if we showed a few hands, we would be afraid that you would not succeed! Our Eight Evils are not vegetarians!" After speaking, he pulled out a big knife from under the table and waved it at Meng Chuanqing.

For sword techniques, Meng Chuanqing also had countless combat experience, and even Ran Bizhi, who was known as the number one master of swordsmanship, couldn't easily subdue him, let alone this unknown villain. This person's sword technique is not at all domineering like Ran Bizhi, but has more dexterity, which makes him unable to dodge. There wasn't much free space in the teahouse, and it didn't do much good to dodge with light skills, and it only took a moment to split two tables. The shopkeeper looked extremely distressed, but he was afraid of the might of the two, and hid behind the counter and didn't dare to make a sound.

Meng Chuanqing didn't want the shopkeeper to lose too much, so he no longer dodged, and when the man's knife came, he used his strength, grabbed the blade with both palms, and raised his foot to kick the man's abdomen. The latter was slammed into the table by the window, and in a moment of shock, the knife flew through the air and stuck into the wall above his head.

Everyone looked at Meng Chuanqing, who was unharmed, and there was more anger in their eyes. The woman called out "Fourth Brother" and suddenly pushed her palm to the table in front of her, and the table spun violently with its strength, turning towards Meng Chuanqing like a strong wind. Meng Chuanqing stared at the table tightly, watching it approach step by step, and when he was half a foot away from him, he jumped on the table, half-knelt on the table, and slapped it down with one palm, and the table immediately stopped rotating. At the same time, the four evildoers occupied the four corners of the south, east, west, and north, each of them with their own luck against the edge of the table, and the internal force continued to pour into the middle of the table. Meng Chuanqing's strength in his hands resisted the internal force of the four people approaching layer by layer, although he could not force everyone back, but he also forced everyone's internal force to slowly drain.

Among the four wicked people, in addition to the woman and the four and five old men before him, there is also the wrist wrestler in strange costumes. The man happened to be standing opposite Meng Chuanqing, looked up, and was slightly surprised, "This kid, why does it look familiar when you look closely?"

Meng Chuanqing's heart was shocked, this place is already far away from Suzhou City, how can anyone still know him? In the past few days, he has been infamous every time he goes to a convenient place like a rat crossing the street. Anyone who has seen him, after hearing about his deeds, all sneers at him and scolds him again and again, and he can only swallow his anger about this. I thought that no one knew him here, and he would be much more relaxed, but he didn't expect that in this remote place, there were people who knew his true face. It seems that it is inevitable to be insulted.

After listening to the man's words, the woman on the right asked, "What, second brother, do you know him?"

A smile slowly appeared on the face of the person known as the second brother, and said, "I have seen him in Feilong Yinyuan, the second son of Wulin Village. ”

The rest of the people were a little surprised when they heard this, "Could it be that he is the Meng Chuanqing who has been expelled from Wulin Village with his sister who has been in a state of prostitution recently?"

"So this kid looks like this! I thought he had a lewd face. At a young age, his ability is not small, is there a lack of women around him?, how can he seduce his sister?" the woman said.

"No, this kid, I look pretty good. The second child didn't see Meng Chuanqing, who had changed his face at all, and still said to himself: "It must be his sister who seduced him, this handsome face, I don't know how many women are infatuated." You said yes, Seventh Sister, didn't you keep staring at him at first?"

Meng Chuanqing looked at a few people coldly, and said, "Shut up, this matter has nothing to do with my sister, you don't want to insult her!" In the face of others' scolding, Meng Chuanqing has always been calm, but these people pointed the finger at Meng Chuanxin, how could he bear it, and he couldn't help but feel a little more angry in his heart.

The seventh sister still gushed and said: "Since you have done it, are you still afraid that people will say it? I see that you came here is also a kind of fate, we are all notorious people in the rivers and lakes, because we can't stay in the rivers and lakes anymore, so we hide here." Since your reputation is not very good, why don't you bring your sister here, and we will make up the ten evils, which is not bad. ”

Lao Wu said: "By the way, let me see, what kind of woman can conquer you, that must be a person who is extremely good at kung fu in bed, hahaha......"

"Bastard!" Meng Chuanqing slapped the table suddenly, angry, a resentment poured out of his body, and he only felt that the people who insulted his sister in front of him deserved to die. However, being forced by the four of them at the same time, he couldn't fight back easily, and froze for a while.

The Eight Evils seemed to think it was fun to provoke Meng Chuanqing, and the fifth child smiled sinisterly and said, "Since the kung fu in bed is so good, why don't you let her serve me, I like beautiful women the most!"

"Damn!" Meng Chuanqing heard this, and suddenly felt that the blood in his body was surging, as if there was some strength that wanted to break out of his body, he couldn't bear it for a while, relaxed his body, and let that force dominate his body.

At this moment, the Eight Evils suddenly felt a strong murderous aura emanating from Meng Chuanqing's body, as if he was carrying a thousand years of resentment and hatred, like a blood demon returning from hell for revenge, every breath emitted was full of supreme killing intent, making people feel suffocated, and they just wanted to get rid of it as soon as possible and get out of this dangerous place.

The eight evils looked at Meng Chuanqing together, and they were all surprised. His eyes turned blue at some point, shining with a strange light, and the expression on his face was sinister. The cold eyes swept towards a few people, and the palm suddenly exerted force, and a huge impact force spread out, shaking the four people besieging him back one after another, and fell far away. Among the four, when the seventh sister fell, she was already out of breath. The other three struggled for a moment before never waking up.

The remaining four evils were frightened by such a power, and looked at Meng Chuanqing standing on the table, with a momentum of looking at the world, as if they wanted everyone to bow down. He raised his right hand, and the true qi swirled, and a blue circle of light appeared in the palm of his hand, and he slashed forward suddenly, his strength was like a mad sword, with a powerful attack power, and the speed was amazingly fast, making it impossible to dodge. The four of them didn't dare to fight, glanced at each other, and climbed out of the window behind them, however, the two who were behind were still hit by Meng Chuanqing's energy, and they no longer had the strength to survive.

The two who escaped by luck stood outside the window, watching in amazement as Meng Chuanqing opened his arms, and an even stronger aura of slaughter filled the entire teahouse. The beams of the house were broken, the bricks and tiles were falling one by one, and cracks appeared in the walls, and the bamboo outside the teahouse swayed more sharply with stronger and stronger killing intent. In just a moment, the teahouse was reduced to ruins.

The entire teahouse collapsed, and a puff of smoke poured up, engulfing Meng Chuanqing's body into dust. The two of them immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and while rejoicing, the ruins suddenly made a loud noise, and Meng Chuanqing jumped out of the ruins with an arrow body, standing on top of a broken tree, looking at the two with bloodshot eyes in his eyes. Seeing that Meng Chuanqing's palms had already been filled with a breath, the two of them only felt that they were on the verge of death, and they almost forgot to flee when they stood there.

When he was frightened, suddenly a white figure fell from the sky and landed in front of Meng Chuanqing, raising his hand to dissolve the internal force in his palm. He asked in a cold voice, "Do you still recognize me?"