When the meal was almost eaten, Gongzi Kou gave Zhao Liang a look, and the two walked aside, "Zhao Liang, this time I said a lot of good things for you in front of my grandfather, so I asked for a book of exercises for you, and this exercise is very suitable for your weapons." Saying that, Kou Gongzi took out an ancient book from his arms, which read "Demon Knife Prison".

Kou Gongzi looked at Zhao Liang's grateful acceptance of the exercise with a smile, and then sighed, showing a look of embarrassment, "Although the news has been revealed in this matter, it is said that Hall Master Peng has the intention of repenting, and I still have to beg my grandfather, but ......"

When Zhao Liang returned, his face became extremely ugly, and after returning to his seat, his face was still frosty. Feng Yun, who was sitting next to him, pulled Zhao Liang's hand with some distress, but he didn't expect Zhao Liang, who was usually very considerate, to have a cold face and did not respond.

At this time, the whole room suddenly fell silent, only Zhao Liang himself kept drinking, and after drinking several glasses of wine in a row, Zhao Liang finally stopped.

Zhao Liang ignored Feng Yun's concerned eyes, but glanced at Zheng Qian, Zheng Qian saw Zhao Liang give himself a hint of "go out and wait", although he didn't know why, he still found an excuse to withdraw from the private room.

And Kou Gongzi, who was originally bored, immediately became excited after seeing Zheng Qian leave. and deliberately walked around the table to toast Zhao Liang and Feng Yun.

After the three of them toasted, Kou Gongzi enthusiastically picked up the wine jug on the table and filled the wine glasses of Zhao Liang and Feng Yun respectively.

When he saw Kou Gongzi pouring wine for Feng Yun, the spiritual power in Zhao Liang's body suddenly began to surge, but then he was enveloped by an extremely strong qi machine all over his body, making him unable to move, and even the spiritual power that he had just focused was scattered.

Zhao Liang looked up, and the old man in the foundation building period beside Kou Gongzi was looking at him at this time, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

After a moment of stalemate, Zhao Liang opened his mouth, but finally did not speak.

"Come, come, drink, drink!" Kou Gongzi enthusiastically persuaded the wine on the side, and drank the wine in his cup in one gulp.

Feng Yun held the wine glass in his hand, and didn't drink it, only looked at Zhao Liang silently with affection, until Zhao Liang raised his head and drank the wine in his cup in one sip, and then took a small sip.

Out of the corner of his eye, after seeing Feng Yun drinking, Zhao Liang turned around and walked outside the private room, and a trace of regret appeared on Zhao Liang's face.

When Zhao Liang turned around, Feng Yun became a little dazed, and his face turned red. Before Zhao Liang walked out of the house, he saw that Gongzi Kou had already held Feng Yun in his arms.

Zheng Qian had been waiting in this forest for half an hour, and he didn't know what Zhao Liang and Kou Gongzi were discussing, and it was over.

Just when Zheng Qian was in a hurry, he found that Kou Gongzi and Feng Yun came over from a distance, while Zhao Liang walked out of the woods not far from him.

Zheng Qian felt that his brain couldn't turn around.

But when Zheng Qian saw Feng Yun, he immediately knew that something was wrong. When Feng Yun was eating just now, she was still in good spirits, like a blooming flower, and at this time, Feng Yun was like an eggplant beaten by frost, her eyes became hollow and numb, like a walking corpse.

Zhao Liang touched his face on the side, and his face was so cold that he could scrape off a layer of frost. Only Gongzi Kou had a satisfied expression at this time.

After Kou Gongzi brought Feng Yun to everyone, he walked straight to Zhao Liang's side, and said to Zhao Liang with a smile: "Zhao Liang, I didn't expect you to give me your girlfriend's first night, not bad, not bad, haha!"

Hearing this, Zheng Qian had an incredible expression on his face.

And Feng Yun, who was like a walking corpse on the side, trembled slightly when she heard this, and stared at Zhao Liang with disbelief.

At this time, Zhao Liang twisted his face to the side, not daring to look at Feng Yun at all.

"Why?" Feng Yun suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Zhao Liang's shirt and shook it vigorously, as if he wanted to shake back to the Lang Jun who was sincere to him before.

You let go, Zhao Liang hurriedly pushed Feng Yun to the side, but he didn't expect Feng Yun to grasp it very firmly, and he actually pulled Zhao Liang's placket loose.

A book fell from Zhao Liang's arms, with a few big characters written on it: "Demon Knife Prison".

Feng Yun's forehead slammed into the hard bluestone on the side of the road, and the blood immediately stained half of the girl's face.

The girl seemed to be woken up by this fall, looked at the exercises on the ground, and then turned to Zhao Liang and Kou Gongzi, her eyes gradually became cold.

Feng Yun slowly stood up, suddenly flew towards Zhao Liang, and slapped Zhao Liang in the face. After beating Zhao Liang, Feng Yun did not stop, but gave Kou Zhuoyi a big slap in the face.

Only Kou Gongzi, who was at the fifth level of qi refining, where could Feng Yun, who was at the seventh layer of qi refining, make a move with hatred, and he was suddenly sent flying.

When Kou Gongzi got up, half of his cheeks were swollen high, and even one eye was squeezed until only one slit remained, and Kou Zhuoyi spit out a mouthful of blood after getting up, and there were seven or eight teeth in the blood.

The old man in the foundation building period beside him instantly appeared in front of Feng Yun, stretched out his hand and grabbed Feng Yun's neck, lifting Feng Yun up.

Feng Yun didn't struggle, only stared at Zhao Liang and Kou Gongzi with extremely resentful eyes.

At this time, Feng Yun's eyes were resentful, and half of his face was full of blood, like a rakshasa, which formed a sharp contrast with the other half of his delicate face.

Kou Gongzi wanted to directly ask the old man to take the woman's life, but he was so frightened that he didn't dare to look at the woman again. When Kou Gongzi lowered his head, his eyes swept towards Zhao Liang, and seeing that Zhao Liang's face was filled with remorse, Kou Gongzi snorted secretly and said to the old man: "Old Sun, let her go!"

When the old man heard this, he let go directly, and Feng Yun sat down on the ground, panting heavily. At this time, Feng Yun no longer had the ruthlessness she had just now, only weakness, sadness and helplessness remained.

Kou Gongzi turned to look at Zhao Liang, "Either she dies or you die today, you can do it." ”

After speaking, Kou Gongzi left here with the old man, leaving behind Zhao Liang, whose expression was constantly changing, and Zheng Qian, who was still stunned.

After a long time, the expression on Zhao Liang's face no longer changed, and he turned his back and said, "Zheng Qian, you go and kill her." ”

Zheng Qian, who had just recovered a little bit of normal, only felt a wave of anger rushing to his head after listening to Zhao Liang's words.

"Zhao Liang, are you still fucking human? A dignified old man actually pushed his girlfriend into someone else's bed, and now he is still thinking about killing people.

I'm fucking blind and think of someone like you as a big brother. Zheng Qian yelled at Zhao Liang after taking a few breaths.

This is the first time that Zheng Qian and Zhao Liang have known each other for more than ten years, and it is also the first time that Zhao Liang has been scolded.

Zhao Liang turned to stare at Zheng Qian, Zheng Qian only felt as if a sledgehammer had smashed into his chest, and a fart squatted on the ground, and even breathing became difficult, but Zheng Qian still raised his head and glared at Zhao Liang.

Zhao Liang was already a complete cultivator at the seventh level of qi refining, while Zheng Qian had been unable to improve his cultivation since he stepped into the seventh layer of qi refining.

Zhao Liang felt that when he was glaring at Zheng Qian, the irritability in his heart seemed to have a channel to vent, and when Zhao Liang reacted, Zheng Qian had already fainted to the ground, and he was actually unconscious under the pressure of Zhao Liang's momentum.

Zhao Liang looked at Feng Yun, and after a while, he sighed softly and began to walk towards Feng Yun.

"Zhao Liang, you are so good, I thought you must be loyal to love. But I never thought that you would be so cold-blooded, I am really blind!" Feng Yun looked at Zhao Liang quietly, without dodging or counterattacking, his voice was like a cuckoo crying blood, and he was sad when he heard it.

Zhao Liang didn't react to this, and when he walked in front of Feng Yun, the spiritual power in his hand had already accumulated to the extreme. Zhao Liang's palm was raised high and slowly fell towards the top of Feng Yun's head.

Just when Zhao Liang's palm was about to fall on the top of Feng Yun's head, suddenly an iron shovel hit Zhao Liang's back with the momentum of ten thousand jun, Zhao Liang didn't care about hurting Feng Yun, and hurriedly flashed to the side.

When Zhao Liang broke away from the iron shovel, he turned around and found a masked man dressed in black standing in front of him, who was holding an iron shovel in his hand.

After Zhao Liang pulled out his ghost head knife, without saying a word, he frantically attacked the man in black. The sword light rushed towards the man in black like splashing water, and the man in black was not flustered, as if he was strolling leisurely, but the knife light like water could not fall on this person.

Especially the iron mace in the hand of the man in black, which was obviously a heavy weapon, was used as a thin sword by this person. Moreover, the iron mace never collided with Zhao Liang's weapons, and every time he attacked, he attacked Zhao Liang's own vital points, forcing Zhao Liang to return to the knife to guard.

After Zhao Liang's attack was interrupted many times, he suddenly sacrificed a dark golden flag, and after leaving his hand, the flag rotated around Zhao Liang on its own.

And the iron mace of the man in black was all blocked by this banner, and the iron shovel with the momentum of ten thousand jun hit the surface of the banner, but it was shocked back by the force contained in the flag.

Zhao Liang, who had no worries, made even more crazy moves, and even made the man in black stretched thin for a while, and he no longer had the leisurely beginning.

During the fight, Zhao Liang suddenly threw the ghost head knife in his hand, and the blade tore through the air, making a ghostly crying sound. And the two were already very close to each other, and although the man in black tried his best to dodge, his arm was still cut by the blade.

The ghost head knife that swept past the man in black did not fall to the ground, but flew towards Zhao Liang's hand. The man in black looked carefully, only to find that only the blade of the knife flew out just now, and the handle of the knife was still in Zhao Liang's hand, and there was a spiritual thread connected between the blade and the handle.

The black-clothed man's left hand gently brushed the wound on his arm, and the bleeding wound immediately closed.

Zhao Liang took advantage of the opportunity for the man in black to heal his wounds and attacked again, but the man in black didn't seem to notice that Zhao Liang's big knife had arrived in front of him, and he still pressed his left hand on his right arm.

When Zhao Liang was less than three steps away from the man in black, the man in black suddenly raised his head. At the same time, a thunderclap came, and a thumb-thick thunderbolt flew out of the black-clothed man's left hand, and instantly flew in front of Zhao Liang, hitting the body protector's banner.

Just heard the sound of "stabbing", Zhao Liang's body protection banner was struck into pieces by lightning, Zhao Liang was so frightened that he hurriedly took more than a dozen steps back, and looked at the man in black with a frightened face.

"Who is Your Excellency, why did you attack me?" Zhao Liang clenched the ghost head knife in his hand with both hands, and roared fiercely.

The man in black didn't answer Zhao Liang's meaning, and walked straight to Feng Yun on the ground, just pulling Feng Yun on the ground and hugging Feng Yun on the ground. Then the figure fluttered and disappeared into the woods.

Zheng Qian, who was lying on the ground, was also awakened by the muffled thunder just now, and breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Feng Yun being rescued.

Zheng Qian didn't answer Zhao Liang either, and walked in the direction of the sect by himself.

Zhao Liang stood in place for a long time, his face cloudy, and then left gloomily.

When calm returned, a gray-clad masked man suddenly appeared and picked up a stone from the ground stained with several drops of blood, where the man in black stood when he was injured.