Yang Qing opened the golden bell jar and did not move, but looked at the old man calmly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info He has heard of the sharpness of the Wang family's "Immortal Gong", absorbing the enemy's dark energy and then 'returning the other body in the other way'.

Although he had broken through to the Transformation of Strength in the last Eagle Meeting, it was because this was brought by the talent attribute, so he could not release his strength like other Transforming Strength Martial Cultivators, except for the Golden Bell Jar.

"Boy, if you don't come, then I'll attack", Wang Zhan waited left and right, and found that the momentum exuded by the other party was more surging than the sea, but his courage was more timid than that of a turtle.

Wang Zhan saw Yang Qing stretching out his right finger and provoking, it was really too deceitful. He now wants to see what the strength of this son-in-law is, and directly lean on the past, anyway, physical cultivation is born to be beaten by people.

"Thunder and violent", Wang Zhan disappeared from the spot in an instant, and it only took less time to breathe before sticking to Yang Qing's body, and he suddenly shouted, "A thousand shots". The entire right hand seemed to turn into a whip that attacked people, hitting the opponent's golden abdomen.

He actually wanted to hit this kid's chest, but unfortunately Yang Qing's height was too tall after the transformation.

The titled martial arts is worthy of being the titled martial arts, and Yang Qing has some understanding of the strength of the old man. Just with this instantaneous move, it was enough to make countless martial cultivators look at each other from afar and bow down.

When Yang Qing saw his father-in-law's move, a sharp palm knife slashed straight at his abdomen, "boom", Yang Qing was stunned, and the golden light on his whole body was also tumbling up and down.

"What a domineering attack", Yang Qing was taken aback, the power of this palm knife is definitely more than 10,000 pounds, and Jiang's is still old and spicy.

In the moment when he was attacked, Yang Qing also reacted, "Don't move, the divine needle Zhenhai", and a finger shadow also counterattacked back, hitting the old man.

Wang Zhan saw that the other party insisted on eating one of his own moves, and he wanted to use his body to move away, but at the moment he was thinking, a finger shadow hit his ribs, and then he suddenly lost control of his whole body, except for blinking his eyes.

This is the truncated finger of the martial arts sect of the Chaoge School Palace that has long been lost, Wang Zhan's eyes are about to split, he already knows that this little has such a terrifying hand-to-hand combat martial arts, why is he still looking for a dead one.

Yang Qing retracted back to his usual state, picked up the robe on the ground and put it on, and at the time of the fart, the old man had recovered from the state of amputation and stopping bleeding.

The battle had already been decided, just when the finger of the interception hit the old man.

Last time, Montenegro returned the pulse interception finger to Wu Zong, Yang Qing immediately learned it, and there was only one layer of the pulse interception finger exercise, and the pulse interception finger in the beginner state could only subdue the enemy for two breaths.

"Isn't Wu Zong's vein interception finger already lost?" Wang Zhan was a little excited, and asked urgently, the battle that he couldn't wait for had already ended before it began, and it was really painful.

Yang Qingyi 1510 told the old man the ins and outs of the pulse interception finger, and this once powerful hero turned darker and darker after hearing it.

"I can go find Wang Chan!" Yang Qing shook the dust off his body and winked at his father-in-law.

Wang Zhan's depression has not dissipated, and he shouted and refused to admit defeat, "If it weren't for your kid who walked away and practiced the finger of the shit, I would have to beat your bile out today." ”

Yang Qing shrugged his shoulders undeniably, and reminded in one word, "Luck is also a kind of strength."

If you don't cut off the pulse, it's really hard to step down today, it's not that I'm afraid of this mighty old man, but the main thing is that the only few moves he has now are killing moves at the bottom of the box, and if he doesn't make a move, he may be killed.

If he really gave this old man something, the little beauty would not resent him for the rest of his life, and this competition would be unfair at the beginning.

"I can go see Wang Chan!" Yang Qing didn't give up, he really wasn't interested in discussing martial arts with this old man Zhang.

"Go, go!", Wang Zhan waved his hands impatiently, he looked at the back of this son-in-law who was gradually disappearing, shook his head and sneered, "As long as you are in Tianque City for a day, I have a way to beat all your tricks at the bottom of the box." ”

A maidservant girl in a yellow palace costume with a double pill bun guided Yang Qing to turn left and right in the backyard mansion of the Wang family, and all kinds of rockery ponds were overwhelmed, and there were countless gardens and meadows.

"Damn, the palace is nothing more than that", Yang Qing felt a wave of slander in his heart, he was already naked jealous of his father-in-law's extravagant enjoyment.

The pretty maid led Yang Qing to the courtyard gate of an arched gate, and he could hear a lot of girl's words from inside, and his spring heart was rippling again.

Yang Qing took a breath, 'It's a blessing or a curse, it's a curse that can't be avoided', no matter what, she still has to talk to the little beauty face-to-face, although time can calm her anger, but it also adds strangeness to her.

As the saying goes, 'Distance produces not beauty, but junior.' ’

Walking into this smiling courtyard, Yang Qing saw countless beautiful flowers, along both sides of the cobblestone path, bright red peonies blooming angrily, light red peonies showing their style, light red Yueji smiling shyly, and white jasmine pure and chaste......

All kinds of flowers come to the nose, and all kinds of flowers compete for the eye, decorating the huge yard with colorful and spring.

In the center of the courtyard, there are more than a dozen women dressed in various luxurious clothes, including cardamom who is still very immature, and jasper 28 beauties who smile movingly.

The group of chirping girls stopped playing because they saw a strange man burst in.

Wang Chan also saw Yang Qing, and saw that he was flustered and at a loss, looking at herself with a pair of innocent eyes with affection, and her heart trembled.

But suddenly thinking that this guy is amorous, and he has flirted with other women for only how long he has been away from him, the anger in his heart began to be unbearable again.

A group of girls saw the eldest lady's husband-to-be coming, they all pursed their lips and smiled at each other, you pulled me, I pulled you and exited the peony garden, and they didn't forget to look at this twisted uncle.

Seeing all the irrelevant women withdrawing, Yang Qing hurriedly walked to Wang Chan's side, staring at her eyes as bright as the moon, and her mouth was dry, "Chan'er, you know how much I miss you after you leave, how I will spend my time without you by my side." ”

It's a pity that the beauty in his eyes has always been cold, and the affectionate words he prepared for countless days and nights on the road don't seem to have played a role.

Wang Chan opened her eyes as bright as the stars, pursed her lips and sneered, "Isn't there still that fox by your side? ”

Yang Qing moved a few more points closer to her, less than five inches away from his warm-scented nephrite body, and the tip of his nose moved slightly, and he could even smell the fragrance of her virgin.

Her cheeks were white and blemish-free, as soft and smooth as freshly shelled eggs.

Yang Qing swallowed his saliva and said softly, "I rejected her after you left, and now Lu Yanyan is no longer in Baohua Mansion." If you know that there is no one in this world who can take your place in my heart. ”

Wang Chan's face turned red, not because of his infatuated words, but because the other party was sticking to him shamelessly, and her strong manly aura made her heart pound and the deer bumped.

Hearing her sweetheart's explanation, and seeing him chasing him from the royal city thousands of miles away, most of the anger in her heart had already dissipated.

She sighed and her face was gloomy, which man is not lustful, which powerful man does not have three wives and four concubines, maybe she asked too much of him.

Yang Qing saw Wang Chan's melancholy face, and was shocked, "Is this a preparation to break up with me?"

Yang Qingna called a nervous and sad anger, and hugged the shoulders of the beautiful woman tightly, "Chan'er, you are the only one in my life, don't scatter the thousand kings, if you have something to say." ”

Wang Chan's face turned pale, and she scolded bitterly, "You hurt me and pull me, let go!"

Yang Qing shuddered, and quickly let go of the hands that imprisoned her shoulders, embarrassed to explain, "I'm sorry, as my martial arts get higher and higher, I often don't know how strong my hands are." “

"Hmph" Wang Chan rolled her eyes and rubbed her shoulders, "I know that now you have high martial arts, power, wealth and even women!"

Yang Qing's expression was extremely painful, this sentence simply caused thousands of tons of damage to his soul, "You know I didn't mean that?"

Wang Chan saw Yang Qing's pain and discoloration, and her heart also softened, "Forget it, let's stop the lesson for him! Men are a species, they can't do it if they don't endure hardships, and once they offend too much, it may backfire." ”

Thinking of this, she pulled Yang Qing's arm and said silently, "Actually, this is all my reason?"

After speaking, she looked at the deeper blue sky outside the courtyard, half reminiscing and half sad, "When my mother married my father, because my father had many wives and concubines and he often went out to compete, my mother couldn't get together with my father all year round, and finally died of depression. ”

Speaking of this, Wang Chan raised her head and looked at Yang Qing with tears in her eyes, "So I swore when I was very young that my husband would not seek family wealth, power, and martial arts. ”

Her voice became smaller and quieter, "Just ask him to love me only for the rest of my life and spend this life in peace!"

Yang Qing was embarrassed, and she was also relieved, no wonder she saw that she was only intimate with Lu Yanyan, her reaction was so big, it turned out that this was all the shadow of childhood that had been affecting her.

It's no wonder that she was only a medicine boy at the beginning, Wang Chan, as the eldest lady of Tianque City, was able to take a fancy to herself, and it was also her childhood experience that changed her outlook on life.

Yang Qing couldn't tell even if he had a thousand words at this time, so he could only hold the beauty tightly in his arms, put his chin on her forehead, and paused word by word, "I swear that I will only love you one in this life, and I will only marry you." ”

"Hmm" Wang Chan heard Yang Qing's heavy oath, threw herself into his arms and twitched softly, tears wetting a piece of his chest.

Holding the weak and strong beauty in his arms, Yang Qing raised his head and looked at a few butterflies fluttering not far away, his heart was half bitter and half happy, "Lu Yanyan, I can only repay your kindness in the next life." ”