Seeing Xiang Hui's straightforward confession, Zeng Mao squinted the corners of his eyes slightly, and after examining Xiang Hui indifferently for a moment, Zeng Mao suddenly reached out and picked up the teacup in front of Zeng Yuanqiao, and then handed the teacup to his left hand, nodding his head slightly and muttering to himself: "In this case, then this matter is easy to handle......

After talking to himself, Zeng Mao gently pinched the ring button on the lid of the teacup with the index and middle fingers of his right hand, cut a gap in the teacup, and then blew lightly in front of him, and after blowing away the hot air emitted from the cup, he said in an indifferent tone: "Sacrifice the ghost-eyed fire dog, and this government will exempt you from the responsibility for injuring Yuan Qiao." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

After finishing speaking, Zeng Mao took a sip of tea, then closed his eyes with a smile and let out a comfortable sigh.

"What ......" Hearing what Zeng Mao said, Xiang Hui's eyes flashed suddenly, but when he saw him, after a moment of silence with a gloomy face, he said in a low tone: "Xiang did hurt the dog, but that was because he coveted beauty and connived at his subordinates who wanted to bully women......

Speaking of this, Xiang replied for a moment, and then glanced at Zeng Yuanqiao, whose face was gradually gloomy on the side, and said expressionlessly: "And Xiang Mou has already let him go, it was he who made his own provocative threats first, and Xiang Mou has not killed him and has been in trouble, and he is already merciful, could it be that in the eyes of the city lord Zeng, is it so confusing to be black and white?"

Hearing what Xiang Hui said, Zeng Mao frowned suddenly, then turned his eyes and glanced at Zeng Yuanqiao, who was sitting next to him with an ugly face, and said in a low tone: "What is the difference between right and wrong, black and white, this mansion has its own measurement in its heart, and you don't need to explain it to this mansion." ”

Speaking of this, Zeng Mao paused, then closed the lid of the cup in his hand again, stared at Xiang Hui with a teacup in one hand, and said domineeringly: "Now this mansion only wants to know whether you are willing to hand over the strange beast." ”

Seeing that the other party was so unreasonable and bullying people with power, Xiang Hui's heart suddenly burned namelessly, and the back stared gloomily into Zeng Mao's eyes, and said in a cold tone: "If Xiang doesn't hand it over, does the city lord Zeng plan to ...... Xiang?"

However, before Xiang Hui's words were finished, he saw Zeng Mao, who was holding the cup with one hand, suddenly his eyes flashed, and then he suddenly waved his hand, but he threw the celadon tea cup in his hand towards Xiang Hui.

Boom!

After breaking away from Zeng Mao's broad palm, the celadon tea cup suddenly exploded into a sharp fragment, and then the tea that burst out from the cup and exploded into tea beads, together with the dozen willow leaf-like tea leaves, swept Xiang Hui's face door!

Airplanes!

The attack made from the teacup seemed to be weak, but the moment it swept out, it emitted a humming sound similar to that produced when a rain of arrows fell!

"What!" Seeing this, Xiang Hui's pupils suddenly shrank, and his face changed dramatically and he exclaimed.

At this moment, in Xiang Hui's eyes, the attack that was formed by a tea cup and swept in front of him when he turned his mind turned into a teacup, and where was it composed of water droplets, tea leaves and porcelain pieces, it was clearly a rain of spiritual arrows that was overwhelming!

At the critical juncture, Xiang didn't have time to think about it when he came back, but subconsciously raised his arms to protect the door, and tried his best to stimulate the spiritual power of cultivation in his body, wanting to condense a layer of spiritual power barrier outside his body to resist Zeng Mao's attacks.

It's just that Xiang Hui had just raised his arms, and before he could mobilize his spiritual power to disperse, the attack made from the teacup instantly bombarded Xiang Hui's body!

Boom!

At the moment when he was hit by the rain of tea chips, Xiang Hui didn't even have the slightest strength to resist, so his body poured upside down and flew out!

Bang!

With a muffled bang, Xiang Hui flew upside down for more than 20 zhang before he rolled to the ground.

"Uh-wow!" After getting up with a gray face, Xiang Hui's face suddenly turned pale, and he suddenly choked out a large mouthful of crimson blood, and then knelt on one knee with his hand touching his heart, and coughed bitterly.

Click, click......

As Xiang Hui coughed dryly, blood continued to flow out of his mouth, and the blood was thick and crimson, and there were a few pieces of internal organs mixed with it!

Zeng Mao's previous blow looked incommendable in the eyes of others, but it caused serious internal injuries to Xiang Hui, not only dispersing most of Xiang Hui's cultivation spiritual power, but also cracking Xiang Hui's internal organs and meridians into several subtle cracks!

If it weren't for Xiang Hui protecting his viscera and heart veins with his spiritual power, his viscera would inevitably be ruptured and his heart veins cut off at this time, and even if he didn't die at that time, he would not be able to escape the serious injury of falling and shattering the Dao foundation!

"This ......" When Xiang Hui rolled to the ground, Zeng Yuanqiao, who had suddenly undergone a big change, was suddenly startled, and then looked at Xiang Hui who was kneeling in the distance with a stiff expression, and his eyes trembled and stunned.

In Zeng Yuanqiao's memory, he had only seen Zeng Mao reprimanding others and himself, and he had never seen Zeng Mao fighting with others, and he didn't know what Zeng Mao's cultivation was and what his combat power was.

Seeing Xiang Hui, who frightened him this time, was hit hard by a blow sent by Zeng Mao, Zeng Yuanqiao was as frightened as if he had been hit by five thunderbolts, and his heart trembled. After this change, Zeng Yuanqiao's attitude towards Zeng Mao has also changed from the original awe to a strong reverence.

But at the same time, the resentment against Xiang Hui in Zeng Yuanqiao's heart also quietly dissipated......

Because after seeing Xiang Hui's tragic situation, Zeng Yuanqiao found that he did not have the pleasure of revenge, but only an inexplicable complication and pity......

Looking at Xiang Hui, who was coughing up blood in the distance, Luo Yunfei, who had been sitting quietly beside him, couldn't help frowning, then turned his eyes to look at Zeng Mao beside him, and said hesitantly: "Brother Zeng......"

However, without waiting for Luo Yunfei to finish speaking, Zeng Mao waved his hand slightly, and then silently stood up from his seat, and then walked around the stone table and Zeng Yuanqiao in front of him, and walked towards Xiang Hui calmly after walking out of the Appreciation Pavilion along the same road.

Seeing this, Luo Yunfei frowned, and then stood up from his seat with a smooth movement, but after getting up and leaving his seat, Luo Yunfei did not follow Zeng Mao, but walked to the south side of the fence with his hands behind his back, and looked at Xiang Hui's location with a slight frown.

"Father......" Seeing Zeng Mao suddenly get up and leave, Zeng Yuanqiao suddenly came back to his senses from his thoughts, and then hurriedly got up from his seat.

"Father......" After getting up, Zeng Yuanqiao wanted to keep up with Zeng Mao, but looking at Zeng Mao's tall back, Zeng Yuanqiao paused again and paused with his mouth open.

After stopping at a loss for a moment, Zeng Yuanqiao's eyes suddenly moved, and then he suddenly turned around and walked quickly to Luo Yunfei's side.