Wan Xiaoyu heard Gui Yidao ask, and then told the story of meeting the Vientiane Demon Lord, and several people sighed when they heard it, if it weren't for Wan Xiaoyu's low status in Wanjian Villa, I'm afraid there would not be such a great creation. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Vientiane Demon Lord was mainly active twenty years ago, so none of them had heard of this person, but the martial arts that can absorb people's power for their own use are extremely appalling exercises anyway, but this kind of martial arts is inevitably too vicious.

Gui Yidao didn't feel that there was anything wrong with Vientiane Divine Skill in his heart, and asked: "After your skill is greatly advanced, Wan Changkong will directly recognize you?"

Wan Xiaoyu shook his head and said, "No." ”

He told him what had happened that day.

That day, after Wan Xiaoyu buried the Vientiane Demon King, it was already dark, he was afraid that his mother would worry, so he hurried with the greatest strength along the way, his skills were extremely high at this time, and he was in a hurry to hurry with all his might, although he didn't know how to do light work, but one step was five or six zhang, so it didn't take long to return to Wanjian Villa.

At this time, Wanjian Villa had already closed the gate, and he jumped into the villa, at this time, because of the heavy losses of the Langya Ten Tigers, the villagers who patrolled on weekdays in the villa did not patrol, so Wan Xiaoyu went to the backyard without alarming anyone.

Although Wan Xiaoyu and his mother-in-law were not accepted by Wan Changkong, after all, they were not ordinary subordinates, so they were qualified to live in a separate subordinate room. Wan Xiaoyu was still two or three feet away from his mother's room, and he heard the crying of a woman in the room.

His skills were extremely high at this time, and he clearly heard his mother's voice, and the voice was crying: "Fourth Young Master, I beg you to let me go!"

Then Wan Xiaoyu heard a man's voice shouting angrily, "Let you go, just because of your cheap son, I killed my Shuo'er! I must teach you a good lesson today!"

Wan Xiaoyu heard that it was the voice of the fourth young master Wan Qingyun, only to hear the sound of tearing clothes as soon as Wan Qingyun's voice fell into the room, and then Wan Xiaoyu's mother in the room cried, "Fourth young master, don't, fourth young master!"

Although Wan Xiaoyu is young, he has been in Wanjian Villa since he was a child, and those children of Wanjian Villa don't have any good things, they are arrogant and lascivious, so Wan Xiaoyu knew what was going on in the room in an instant, but he was extremely cowardly, and even if he knew, he didn't dare to go in to stop it.

In the room, Wan Qingyun was pressing a rather beautiful woman down on the bed, he looked lewd at this time, and said viciously: "Your cheap son killed my Shuo'er, I will let you give me another one!"

That woman was Wan Xiaoyu's mother Mu Fang, she had no ability to resist at all, so she could only beg bitterly: "Fourth young master, just let me go, no matter how I said it, I also gave birth to a son for the master, you are incest!"

Wan Qingyun laughed and scolded: "Do you slut still want to be my stepmother? In that case, let me be filial to you!"

After speaking, he went to pull Mu Fang's clothes again, Mu Fang struggled desperately, and inadvertently kicked under Wan Qingyun's crotch!

Although Wan Qingyun's martial arts are not bad, he obviously hasn't been able to practice to the point that his crotch is not bad, so Mu Fang kicked it down, and he immediately screamed and jumped up holding his crotch, Mu Fang took the opportunity to run out, but was pulled by Wan Qingyun.

Wan Qingyun covered his crotch with his left hand, pulled Mu Fang with his right hand and jumped twice, and then slapped Mu Fang in the face!

Mu Fang screamed, the whole person was pumped and turned around and fell on the bed, Wan Qingyun looked vicious, and slowly walked towards Mu Fang, Mu Fang covered his red face with his right hand, and moved in horror on the bed.

At this moment, the door was slammed open, and both of them were startled, and then they found that it was Wan Xiaoyu standing at the door with anxious eyes.

Wan Qingyun smiled predictably, and suddenly rushed towards Wan Xiaoyu, and punched Wan Xiaoyu in the face!

Wan Xiaoyu didn't dare to dodge, let alone fight back, he was directly knocked to the ground by Wan Qingyun's punch, he habitually held his head with both hands, and sure enough, the next moment Wan Qingyun's fist fell on him like raindrops!

Wan Qingyun scolded while slapping his mouth: "You cheap boy, you killed my Shuo'er, why don't you die!"

Seeing that Wan Xiaoyu was beaten, Mu Fang hurriedly rushed up to pull Wan Qingyun, but was thrown against the wall by Wan Qingyun, her head hit the wall hard, and she fell directly to the ground without reacting.

Wan Xiaoyu, who was secretly observing, saw that his mother was not moving, his heart was in a hurry, he sat up suddenly, and a strong force erupted, directly bounced Wan Qingyun away, he hurriedly ran towards Mu Fang, but Wan Qingyun was even angrier after being bounced away, and he didn't think about why Wan Xiaoyu could exert such a great force, so he directly chased after it and slapped Wan Xiaoyu on the back of the head!

Wan Xiaoyu felt a strong wind coming behind him, and he was so anxious that he casually slapped a palm to meet it, this was his subconscious palm, so the true qi in his body was actually running according to the route of the Vientiane Demon Lord's transmission!

The two palms intersected, and Wan Qingyun's face immediately changed. Because he felt that an extremely strong suction force came out of Wan Xiaoyu's palm, and the true qi in his body was frantically heading towards that suction.

His face was pale, his voice trembled in horror, and he said, "Wan ...... Vientiane Magic!"

Wanjian Villa has a great grudge with the Vientiane Demon Lord, as the fourth young master of Wanjian Villa, he naturally knows the power of Vientiane Demon Skill, and at this time, he feels that Wan Xiaoyu is performing Vientiane Demon Skill, and he can't help but tremble. He wanted to scream, but found that he couldn't open his mouth at all.

In just a few breaths, Wan Qingyun felt that all his skills were sucked away by Wan Xiaoyu, and after losing his skills, Wan Xiaoyu did not stop, but absorbed his energy, Wan Qingyun only felt that he was getting more and more tired, and his vitality was constantly draining, and finally, his eyes were dark, and he could no longer wake up.

Wan Xiaoyu saw that Wan Qingyun's face gradually turned white, and then turned from white to dead gray, he wanted to stop but didn't know how to stop, seeing Wan Qingyun gradually lose his voice, for some reason, a strong pleasure rose in his heart, seeing that the person who had been bullying himself and his mother gradually lost his life, a strange smile gradually appeared on his face.

At this moment, an old man broke in from outside the door, this old man was Wan Changkong, he saw Wan Xiaoyu with a weird smile at a glance, Wan Qingyun who was opposite him and his palm, the whole person was as if he had lost water, and it looked very terrifying, Wan Changkong's heart was cold, and he immediately recognized that this was caused by Vientiane Demon Skill.

Wan Changkong didn't know that Wan Xiaoyu was the first magic skill of Vientiane, and he didn't know how to collect the strength to suck people dry, and he thought that Wan Xiaoyu was doing this on purpose, and he was a little stunned for a while.

Wan Xiaoyu saw Wan Changkong suddenly appear, and suddenly stopped running in shock, his palms naturally separated, Wan Qingyun immediately withered and fell to the ground, Wan Xiaoyu looked at Wan Changkong with fear, not knowing what to do.

Wan Changkong reacted at this time, he didn't even look at Wan Qingyun and Mu Fang, but smiled gently: "Xiaoyu, how can you know the magic skills of Vientiane?"

Wan Xiaoyu was very afraid of Wan Changkong, and told what happened during the day.

Wan Changkong was stunned, and slowly walked towards Wan Xiaoyu, in Wan Xiaoyu's frightened eyes, Wan Changkong gently touched Wan Xiaoyu's head, and said gently: "Xiaoyu, I have suffered you all these years, from now on, my father will not let others bully you!"

At this time, three more people came in from outside the door, these three people are Wan Changkong's eldest son Wan Qingli, the second son Wan Qingsong, and the third son Wan Qinghui, they were all discussing together, and suddenly heard someone report that Wan Qingyun had entered Mu Fang's room, Wan Changkong was angry, he knew very well the character of several sons, if it was usual, but now Wanjian Villa has just been hit hard, and this fourth son is still messing around, especially Mu Fang has always given birth to a son for him, how can his own son be involved.

Wan Changkong rushed here angrily, and the three brothers of the Wan family followed behind, but Wan Changkong's skills were extremely high, so he came first for a while, and the three brothers thought that they would see the picture of Wan Changkong angrily scolding Wan Qingyun as soon as they came, but they never expected to see the fourth child lying on the ground withered, and their father was comforting Wan Xiaoyu with a pleasant face!

Wan Xiaoyu didn't dare to answer, but just looked at Wan Changkong with a little fear.

Wan Changkong comforted softly: "It's okay, this rebel will die when he dies, and my father doesn't blame you." ”

When Wan Qingli and the others were stunned, Wan Changkong turned to them again, pointed at Wan Qingyun and said angrily: "What are you still doing in a daze, don't drag the body of this rebel away! Go and call someone to take your aunt to the inner house to rest, and call a doctor to come for treatment!"

Wan Qingli and the three of them were a little stunned, where did they come from, but as soon as they saw Wan Changkong holding Wan Xiaoyu's hand affectionately, they immediately reacted, hurriedly dragged Wan Qingyun away, and called someone to come over and take Mu Fang to the Wanchun Pavilion in the inner house to rest, that was the bedroom of Wan Changkong's wife in the past, and no one could live in it since Wan Changkong's wife died, Wan Changkong's meaning was already extremely obvious.

Gui Yidao and the others sighed again when they heard it, and they were extremely disdainful of Wan Changkong in their hearts, and Wan Changkong's attitude suddenly changed, naturally because Wan Xiaoyu learned the magic of Vientiane.

Gui Yidao patted Wan Xiaoyu on the shoulder and explained: "If Wan Changkong wants you to teach him Vientiane Divine Skills, don't teach him!"

Wan Xiaoyu smiled brightly and said, "I know, if I teach him, I will be useless!"

Gui Yidao nodded, knowing that Wan Xiaoyu understood this truth, he was relieved.

Shen Mad glanced at the direction where Wan Changkong was and asked, "Xiaoyu, who are those three people behind your father?"

Wan Xiaoyu saw Shen Mad and Gui Yidao sitting together, and they seemed to be very familiar, so he said: "Two of them are my nephews Wan Zihong and Wan Zihao, and the rest is Bai Zhanfeng, the Xuanwu envoy of the Three Temples. ”

Wen Han, Li Chen, and Li Xuening couldn't help but have a cold look in their eyes when they heard this, Shen Mad nodded, and asked, "Why is he with you?"