Across the heavens to be a bandit

Chapter 192 [Big Killing Ring]

The scholar who was taught by the sage saw the dead wood cutting deer knife split the restaurant into two with one knife, and was about to yell, but was slapped on the face by the blade of the knife.

Those frail scholars on the second floor who chatted and pointed out the world were kicked and beaten by the second son Xu Fengnian, and the floor was swept away politely.

The title of the world's number one dude has been perfectly and seamlessly connected by himself.

Hard bones?
Hacked to death!

The second floor was deathly silent.

The body of the Huting County scholar who was shot away occasionally twitched a few times, pulling the fragments of the porcelain plate inserted into the skin, and let out a creepy hiss.

On the second floor near the window, the master and servant sit facing each other.

The master is suave and suave, holding an exquisite fan with a pattern of loquat and mountain bird painted on the fan.

Gently shaking, the gas is calm and very dusty.

That servant was a swordsman in green shirt.

Sit on a chair, close your eyes and meditate.

Even seeing this scene of drawing a knife to kill someone, he didn't show the slightest surprise.

Mr. Junya turned a deaf ear to it, and it was none of his business, so he hung it high.

He just waved the folding fan in his hand lightly, and from the beginning to the end, he never cast his eyes on this side.

Get up and prepare to leave this filthy place.

The abnormality of the master and servant attracted the attention of the second son Xu Fengnian.

Seeing his gaze, the corner of the master's mouth curled up, revealing a hint of disdain.

A reckless man who can only use force!
Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a plump woman coming out of the next box.

Although he was wearing plain clothes and wooden hairpins, he had an extremely rare and elegant style.

With a snap, Brother Young Master opened the folding fan in his hand, and spread the fan deftly with two fingers, revealing the well-spaced and well-dense printed prints of famous artists on it.

The possessiveness in the eyes is full, without hiding it.

His eyes stared at the plump woman naked, as if he wanted to see through the clothes.

With a smile on his face, and possessive.

The young master's little move was so obvious, Princess Jing'an naturally noticed it, and frowned slightly.

With the same gaze, this young man is a hundred times more hateful than the Beiliang prince.

Feeling disgusted in my heart, but also helpless, I turned around and wanted to go back to the box.

But he never thought that the young man would follow up generously.

Is it difficult that this is the land of the south of the Yangtze River, the "elegant" in the mouths of literati and poets?
A generous and elegant follow-up?
The personal servant behind Brother Young Master suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were shining brightly.

The blue-clothed swordsman was about to make a move, his expression changed drastically, he grabbed his master's hand and rushed back in a hurry, regardless of etiquette.

It crashed through the railing on the second floor and landed on the street.

The young son's face was gloomy, and he asked: "Wang Meng, why is this?"

The swordsman looked like he was facing a formidable enemy, and said: "In the box upstairs, someone used chopsticks as a gun, and threw it casually, and the gun's intent reached the first-rank realm."

The swordsman led the young master on the street, touched the water a few times, and floated into an alley.

The young gentleman closed his fan gracefully, patted the dirt on his body, and said with a smile:
"There are such masters in Little Sunshine City, no wonder that guy with a single sword is so presumptuous, how high is that guy upstairs?"

The swordsman looked ugly, hesitated for a moment, and said:
"That person seems to be a level higher than me, and he already has the meaning of referring to the mysterious."

Brother Young Master's face finally turned serious, he hummed coldly, and said:
"So what about first-rank masters, this Yangzhou is where you will be buried, that little lady is so beautiful..."

As he spoke, he put the precious treasure in his hand on the ground casually, and said:
"If I dirty my fan, I will take your wife as company!"

Princess Pei, who returned to the box, looked a little unhappy, and sat quietly by the side.

Only when you are out of the rivers and lakes will you know that sometimes, being beautiful is also a sin.

Whispered beside Xu Qianqiu: "Did you throw the chopsticks just now?"

His Royal Highness continued to gobble it up, and said something indistinctly, but she didn't hear it very clearly.

It probably means that no one else is allowed to touch the woman he likes.

It was rare for Princess Pei not to go back this time.

Outside Lu's house.

Sure enough, the Beiliang team was turned away.

The concierge of Lu's house pointed to the "free" sign hanging on the side, and said indifferently:
"The Lu Mansion does not entertain guests today, so you can hand over the name card to me, and we will talk about it when the Patriarch is free."

The Lu family is extremely powerful in Jiangnan Road and has a great status.

Back then, His Majesty came to the land of the south of the Yangtze River on a private trip in a low-clothes. One comment, the world's talented people came from the Lu family, which created the Lu family's chief position in Jiangnan Road.

In the carriage, Princess Jing'an raised the curtain to watch.

Sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight with relish.

After the top ten wealthy families in the Spring and Autumn Period were pushed to destruction by Xu Xiao of the Great Pillar Kingdom, the Liyang Dynasty vaguely formed three major clan groups.

Jiangnan Road is one of them.

At that time, Xu Xiao of the Dazhu Kingdom wanted to marry his eldest daughter Xu Zhihu to the Jiangnan Lu family in order to gain the support of the Jiangnan gentry.

It's a pity that in the end, he was robbed by that lunatic prince.

Robbing a kiss, snatching one's own sister.

Eternal wonders!

A few days ago, Xu Zhihu wandered around the world, passing through Jiangnan Road.

But for unknown reasons, he was detained by the Lu Mansion.

This Northern Liang prince came to ask for someone in person, but was turned away.

interesting, interesting...

Thinking of the past events of this Northern Liang prince, Princess Pei showed a long-lost smile.

On the opposite side of the carriage, Jiang Ni stared in a daze for a moment, this sister is really pretty.

The old sword god leaned in the carriage, sleeping with his eyes closed, lazily scratching his feet, not planning to get involved in such a boring thing.

Wei Shuyang turned his head and glanced at the carriage in the middle, but he didn't get any instructions, so he turned around and wanted to talk again.

A cold voice came from the carriage, with a bit of killing intent, said:
"Since there are no visitors, then this Lu Mansion should be demolished!"

After the voice fell, Shu Hui, Lu Qiantang, and Yang Qingfeng flew up.

The old butler was slapped by Yang Qingfeng, the corpse refiner, and immediately bled to death from his seven orifices.

Lu Qiantang's huge sword was unsheathed, and he slashed out.

The gate of Lu Mansion exploded open.

Concubine Pei was stunned, staring at this scene in a daze.

In the Lu residence, swordsmen and swordsmen kept pouring out, and all of them were easily beheaded outside the door by the three subordinates like chopping vegetables.

At the same time, Jiangxin County, Liu Mansion.

The second son, Xu Fengnian, is also on a killing spree.

Liu Liting, Mr. Chengzhai, was tied to a horse monkey and dragged for a kilometer to death.

There are scratches all over the back.

The death looks terrible!

The news that Xu Fengnian, the number one rich man in the world, committed crimes again and massacred scholars and scholars in Jiangnan Road spread like wildfire, and soon the whole world would know about it.

However, very few people know the reason. It is only said that the people in Beiliang are becoming more and more lawless. Even in Jiangnan, a place where literati gather, they have not restrained themselves in the slightest.

Lou House.

After more than [-] nurses died, a middle-aged elegant literati with a pure sun scarf on his head, cloth shoes on his feet, and plain clothes walked out slowly.

Behind him, followed by a little book boy full of aura, holding an ancient sword in both hands.

Ebony scabbard, wrapped in South Sea shark skin.

Most of the famous swords in the world are full of sword energy and extremely fierce.

This sword does not have the slightest chill.

The middle-aged man in humble attire glanced at the more than twenty people who had died outside the courtyard, and sighed softly.

He raised his head, passed the three followers, bowed to the sleepy sheepskin old man in a carriage in the distance, and said:
"The younger generation, Lu Baijie from Huting County, was gifted with the ancient sword Baxiu at the age of 11. He has been practicing swords for 36 years. We meet today by fate. Please give me your advice!"

(End of this chapter)