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Chapter 242
The valley was silent, eerily quiet.

No one dared to answer, and no one was willing to kneel down.

Everyone knows the viciousness of the Wusheng Palace, let alone the Wusheng old mother in front of her.

Looking at the tragic situation of the four people in Tianquan, it is clear what will happen if they fall into this hands.

"What? Don't you want to kneel down when you see your mother?"

The lifeless old mother giggled.

She clasped the two figures with both hands, and everyone who looked at them felt terrified.

This inanimate old mother is indeed as moody as the rumors say, it is best to take pleasure in torturing others, it is said that she especially likes handsome men, she often sends people to catch her for sex, now it seems that most of her words are true.

"It seems that you think you are relying on the large number of people, so you don't want to kneel down to see your mother."

The Wusheng old mother giggled, her eyes swept across the crowd, and suddenly landed on Lu Si, her eyes lit up suddenly, and she put down the two playthings in her hands.

"I didn't expect to see such a handsome brother here."

Lu Si has a handsome figure and has an air of being out of the world. He stands out from the crowd and stands out among the crowd.

Wusheng's old mother was overjoyed: "Mom, I heard that there was a treasure in this marriage palace, so I rushed over and caught two playthings on the way, but after all, such playthings can't compare with a handsome little brother like you."

The Nine-Winged Wyvern and that thing fell into this man's mouth as if they were just playthings.

She smiled coquettishly and asked, "What's your name, are you interested in coming to my mother's seat?"

Her laughter touched the wrinkles on the old face, making one's heart sick, but now no one dared to show such an expression, instead they looked at Lu Si with complicated eyes.

This Wusheng old mother likes men's music the most, and ninety-nine out of ten people who fall in love with her will take them back. Now that Lu Si is in the eyes of the other party, the fate will definitely not be much better.

Lang Tianxin trembled, even though he likes women, if he wants to fall into the hands of such a person, he would rather die than die directly.

Lu Si's eyes flashed, and he said with a smile: "My surname is Lu, as for my name, I don't want to know it even if it's my mother."

"Your name is Lu?"

Wusheng's old mother's expression changed, and she said, "Your name is Lu Si?"

"I didn't expect Wusheng's mother to know Lu's name."

Lu Si smiled lightly.

Wusheng old mother giggled: "So you are the storyteller Lu shopkeeper, who killed my Wusheng Palace before, how could I not know my old mother. In this Quanzhou martial arts, there are not many people who dare to kill my old mother. You are one."

"The Wusheng Palace is so powerful in Quanzhou, there are really not many people who are willing to offend my mother."

Lu Si nodded.

"But you still offended my mother."

Wusheng old mother laughed.

"Yes."

Lu Si nodded and said, "If I don't offend him, he will offend me. Do you think I should kill him?"

Wusheng's old mother became more and more satisfied, and said: "Mother, I like a courageous man like you. The Four Masters of Tianquan were also very courageous at the beginning, but within a few years they have lost all their courage."

He lowered his head and glanced at the Four Heroes of Tianquan below him.

However, the eyes of the Tianquan Four Masters who heard these words were blank, as if they hadn't heard these words at all.

Everyone watching this scene felt chills all over their bodies. God knows what happened to the Four Heroes of Tianquan in the first place to turn into such a ghostly appearance.

"Now if you are willing to come under my mother's seat, I can guarantee that my mother will favor you more than others. Money, rights, status, martial arts, I can give you what you want, my mother."

After a pause, Wusheng's old mother laughed.

"Like them?"

Lu Si looked at Tianquan and the others.

"Don't worry, my mother will never let you become like them."

The lifeless old mother giggled.

Lu Si shook his head and said, "It's a pity that Lu has never been the kind of person who is willing to humiliate himself."

"Do you think you have wronged yourself by coming under the seat of your mother?"

Wusheng old mother's face changed, and she said gloomyly.

"Whether you are wronged or not, you can tell at the first sight. At least Lu Mou is not interested in becoming Wu Sheng's servant."

Lu Si spoke lightly.

Wu Sheng's old mother suddenly laughed, the laughter shook the forest and wild, revealing her frightening martial arts.

"It's good that you killed my people first, and then rejected my mother's invitation, but do you know what will happen if you refuse my mother?"

Lu Si chuckled, looked at the Tianquan four and said, "The four Tianquan heroes are indeed personalities, but my mother thinks they can be compared with Lu Mou?"

Wusheng's mother's eyes were dark, and she said: "I heard that you are extraordinary in martial arts, but my mother, I like people who are pretentious like you. It's interesting to train them like this. I read your book, and it says 'Little Li Fei' The knife is very powerful, my mother, I have always wanted to try the power of this flying knife."

"Why does my mother seek death?"

After hearing this, Lu Si couldn't help sighing.

Wu Sheng's old mother giggled, the laughter was very piercing: "From what you mean, it seems that my old mother can't take that knife?"

"When that knife appears, you will definitely die."

Lu Si spoke lightly.

Wusheng's old mother laughed loudly, and said: "You just use the knife, but I want to see what magic power that knife has."

Everyone around heard it in disbelief, and they didn't know what mystery these two people were talking about.

Isn't Xiao Li's flying knife just a story in the book? No matter what these two people say, one seems to really want to see this flying knife skill, and the other seems to know this flying knife skill.

Lu Si was silent when he heard the words.

Wusheng's old mother laughed loudly: "What? Could it be that you said that the knife is powerful, but it is actually just a show?"

Lu Sidao: "Since my mother wants to see this flying knife, how can Lu refuse to let my mother wish?"

As the words fell, he actually took out a throwing knife made of fine steel from his arms.

The knife is very light, seven inches long and as thin as a willow leaf.

At the moment when the flying knife appeared, everyone's eyes subconsciously looked over.

"Originally, I didn't know this flying knife stunt, but by coincidence, I happen to know it now."

Lu Si laughed and held the throwing knife.

Everyone didn't know how he made the knife at all.

At the moment when the knife came out, and at the next moment, everyone felt a stabbing pain in their eyes, and tears flowed out of their eyes involuntarily.

With their tears blurred eyes open, they only saw a flash of brilliance appearing indistinctly. Under the radiance, it seemed to be wrapped with a flying knife.

As soon as the flying knife came out, the sky was overshadowed, as if there was only this flying knife left in the world.

No one can describe this knife, just like they are now, even with their eyes wide open, they can't see the flying knife clearly.

Xiao Li Fei Dao, there is no false hair!
At this moment, everyone suddenly remembered the sentence in the book for some reason.

This knife is Xiao Li Feidao, and this knife has never failed.

The flying knife came across the sky, at first Wu Sheng's mother still had a smile on her face.

But soon, she stopped laughing.

Suddenly, she let out an earth-shattering roar, and her body like a mountain stood up abruptly, only to hear four puffs from below, and the four of them in Tianquan were trampled into four balls of flesh on the spot.

Her terrified body straightened up like a mountain, like a giant beast at this moment.

Her Wusheng Heart Sutra has been practiced to the state of no life and no death. If it weren't for this, no one would dare to mess with her in Quanzhou.

She grabbed it with both hands, as if she wanted to grab the flying knife and verify her guess, such a flying knife would definitely kill her.

Her big hand like a cattail fan closed suddenly, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

But the next moment, her huge body fell to the ground with a bang, with that smile still on the corner of her mouth.

It's just that there is a flying knife stuck on her forehead at this moment.

Romantic Swordsman!

(End of this chapter)