Before he knew it, it was already cold in February, and Wu Fengzhao would return from Beijing in a short time and a half.

Wu Qianhe's heart was full of expectations, she knew that her father loved Meng Dongting very much, and after having her father's support, with Meng Dongting's literary talent, it was not difficult for him to get ahead one day, so she looked forward to waiting for her father to come back every day.

But Meng Dongting was afraid that the old man didn't like him to be with the second miss, and he was afraid that his identity as a fugitive death row prisoner was like a cannon battle that didn't know when it exploded, and the moment it really exploded, it not only hurt himself but also dragged Wu Qianhe down, and sometimes when he thought of this section, he couldn't help but be depressed.

It's that Wu Baihua hasn't come over to instigate in the past few days.

Meng Dongting saw that she was able to stay silent for a while, but she was secretly frightened in her heart, but she didn't know what conspiracy was brewing behind her back.

That Wu Qianhe is a young lady who is not afraid of heaven and earth, she thinks she can handle the tricks of her eldest sister, and she doesn't care at all.

On this day, Wu Qianhe had to go out to learn painting again, and he didn't come back until the evening. At this time, she was inseparable from Meng Dongting, and the two of them were about to leave for a day, so Wu Qianhe told him thousands of times, fearing that he would be bullied by the eldest sister and others again.

Meng Dongting secretly sighed in his heart, feeling that he was too useless, but if it wasn't for Wu Qianhe's help, he would have been miserable by the eldest lady and others.

On the afternoon of this day, Meng Dongting was still hiding in the study to practice, and suddenly heard someone outside shouting: "Come and catch the thief, there is a thief!" Meng Dongting was shocked, and hurriedly ran out of the study, and saw a person dressed in black, covering his face, and running to the inner hall.

Meng Dongting said in his heart: "How can there be a thief in this blue sky and white day?

Although Meng Dongting had a stubborn temper and was arrogant, his brain was very smart, so he stopped at this time, intending to figure out the situation first.

Unexpectedly, another family member shouted: "No, that thief ran into the second lady's boudoir!"

Although Meng Dongting knew that Wu Qianhe was not in the mansion, he was concerned about it, and his mind was tied to it, so he quickly chased after him before he could think about it.

Seeing that the man in black was rushing out of the inner hall, Meng Dongting shouted: "The thief is here, everyone come quickly!"

The man in black was so frightened that he jumped against the wall.

Meng Dongting shouted: "The thief is bold, look where you go!" A palm hit the man's back, and the man raised his palm to block it, but where could he stop it? On the spot, he was beaten by Meng Dongting's palm and vomited blood. The eyes of the man in black were full of surprise and fear.

Meng Dongting himself was also shocked, he couldn't imagine that he could beat people to the point of spitting blood in his mouth with a casual palm, so he couldn't help but stretch out his palm to see if there was anything weird.

The man took advantage of this opportunity to cover the wound in his chest and leap against the wall.

Meng Dongting let him go, and reached out to grab his vest.

The man was carrying a burden on his back, and Meng Dongting failed to catch the man, only the burden on his back. The man leaped forward with all his might, and tore the burden off his back.

Taking advantage of such an opportunity, the man had already climbed over the wall and left the Martial Mansion.

Meng Dongting took the burden and pondered: "What kind of person would steal things in broad daylight?

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a group of guards running over, pointing at Meng Dongting and shouting, "Caught the thief!"

Meng Dongting shouted: "What nonsense are you talking about! I'm arresting that thief!"

One of the guards sneered, "What are you carrying? What are you carrying in your hand?

Meng Dongting suddenly woke up in his heart: "Oh no! This is a trap, someone must be trying to frame me!"

He snorted, and Den tossed the burden to the guard. The guard was stunned for a moment, and reached out to catch it.

Meng Dongting sneered: "You don't want to frame me. Now you're holding the stolen goods, but you're a thief? You people are ridiculous! Don't lie to good people!" he said, turning to go back to the study.

The guard saw that Meng Dongting seemed to be leaving, and shouted: "Someone, the thief is about to run away!" In an instant, more than a dozen famous generals rushed out and surrounded Meng Dongting.

When the thief fled, there were no such people, but all of them suddenly appeared.

Meng Dongting knew that someone must have designed the assassination, he was furious, and said in his heart: "The most ruthless person in the martial arts mansion is Wu Baihua, needless to say that she must have done it, but this method is too clumsy." ”

Several generals shouted: "Take down this thief and send it to the government!"

Meng Dongting couldn't help but be stunned, he was a fugitive death row prisoner, if he was sent to the yamen, his life would be ruined inside.

A guard in the palace saw that he was distracted, and kicked him with a kick, Meng Dongting saw that his eyes were looking at his waist, and immediately twisted his waist and flashed, and then gently slashed at the man's arm.

Meng Dongting has practiced the method of swinging his fist with his palm these days, and this palm has three points of true power, and ordinary people may not be able to stand it.

The guard raised his hand to block it, and the bone of his arm clicked on the ground, which was broken by Meng Dongting's palm.

The man howled in pain, and several other guards were taken aback when they saw Meng Dongting's martial arts, and a guard in his forties scolded: "Fuck! I can't see that this rabbit master still has two hits!"

Meng Dongting's heart froze, he listened to this guard speak and insulted him, remembering the words of the Lu family's servant, saying that some of the guards slandered him as Wu Fengzhao's prostitute (harmony) boy, it seems that nine times out of ten it is the guard in front of him.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, and immediately slapped him heavily in the face, and shouted in his mouth, "You...... You're damned!"

Seeing that he was desperate, the man smiled and said, "Yo, the rabbit master is ruthless?" and dodged lightly.

Meng Dongting's martial arts have just begun, and the power of the "Tongming Sword Palm" combined with the profound internal force obtained from practicing the "Heavenly Machine Ancient Technique" should not be underestimated.

It's just that he has no actual combat experience, and secondly, he is furious, only to see the guard flashing and moving, relying on light body kung fu to run left and right, Meng Dongting roared in his mouth, but he couldn't help him for half a point.

The guard dodged Meng Dongting's fists and kicks, and said with a smile: "Little white face! Why are you making such a big fire? Grandpa will accompany you to extinguish the fire, will it succeed?"

Meng Dongting's face flushed, and he said angrily: "I am an upright person, you ...... You insult me like this......" He has been ridiculed and bullied all his life, but no one has ever insulted him with such lowly words, and the more he thinks about it, the more angry he becomes, and he just wants to catch that person and fight with him to the end.

But the man's body method was so fast that it never touched the corners of his clothes.

Meng Dongting was sad and indignant in his heart, roared, his chest was stuffy to death, and he suddenly felt a sweetness in his throat, and he actually spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Hee-hee, this kid can run!"

The spectators laughed, and several more guards came out to tease him.

I saw Meng Dongting's tall figure, running back and forth under the teasing of the guards, roaring again and again, but he couldn't catch their extremely flexible bodies.

"The little white face is very energetic!"

One of the guards said with a smile and actually touched Meng Dongting's face.

Meng Dongting roared sadly and rushed forward, the guard didn't expect him to pounce like a mad tiger, and he was so frightened that he forgot to dodge, and was caught by Meng Dongting on the spot.

Meng Dongting lifted him up with one hand and said loudly, "You...... You kind of call me a rabbit again! You ...... You say!"

The guard's face turned pale, and he saw that Meng Dongting's eyes were bloodshot and the muscles on his face were twisted, and he was really afraid that he would shoot down his head with one palm.

Seeing that the momentum was not good, the first few guards quietly slipped up and hit Meng Dongting behind with all their might.

Meng Dongting was furious at this time, he didn't pay attention to the plot behind his back, and took a heavy hand on the spot.