The emperor's favorite gentleman is enchanting

Chapter 137: It's so evil (1)
He stood on the ring, staring at all directions, in his arms was a man in red, with a deep voice full of inner strength, wherever he went, wind and clouds surged.

Stop it, kill it!The number one son in the world, he dares, he can.

In a word, the four directions worshiped: "I have seen the leader." The voice resounded all over the world.

Xiao Yan's eyes were burning with fire, his palms formed into fists, clenched tightly, and then loosened.He lost, this time he made a wedding dress for someone else, and lost all his money.

In this way, the Ecstasy Cave won the championship, and the Ninth Prince became the master of the martial arts for a time.

But she didn't look like a leader, she smiled like a spring breeze, touched her smooth chin, and said, "It's easy to talk about."

This lord, how can he look half way, this is a full-fledged profiteer, and everyone wipes their sweat in the chaos.

However, the wave of chaos was not over yet, and another wave broke out. On the stage, the profiteer leader hugged the man next to him, and smiled at the audience: "Oh, this is your leader's wife."

Shangrong laughed loudly, holding the person in his arms, his eyes doted on him.

Such a encounter stunned a group of people.The number one son in the world, Mr. Shang Rong, who is unparalleled in martial arts and looks, actually holds his hand behind his back as a petty shou?This world is too unreal.

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched and they shook their heads, but the leader's wife couldn't say anything.

"Ok?"

A certain lord's words are repeated a thousand times, with heavy ups and downs, like a cold breath penetrating into the internal organs of a person.

No murderous intent, only danger.

In front of my life, integrity is nothing!One by one, heroes with outstanding martial arts shouted: "See you, see you, the husband of the leader of the leader, madam."

A few words, stumbling, uneven, with forbearance and fear.

After Rong Qiannian heard this, she burst into tears from laughter, and Shang Rong held her waist and patted her back, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, for fear that she would laugh out loud.

Can you be unhappy?The number one son in the world has arrived.

Rong Qiannian wiped away the tears from laughing.Looking at Xiao Yan again, he asked triumphantly, "Your Highness, do you have any objections? If so, um." Before Xiao Yan could speak, his thin lips lifted, and he slammed out two words, "Rejected .”

What a refutation, really has the aura of an overlord, Xiao Yan's face is more than ugly, unwillingness, resentment, and sternness flashed through the eagle's eyes one by one, and finally turned into stagnant water, without any movement.The prince of his country has suffered such a complete defeat, no matter how much he refuses to accept it, he can only swallow his bad breath.

For this reason, Rong Qiannian was very proud, and looked at Xiao Yan provocatively, completely stunned: Don't you agree?Come and bite me.

Xiao Yan gritted his teeth and had to grit his teeth again.

Rong Qiannian snorted coldly, turned her head and smiled at Rong Yanran, then jumped up and stepped on the command flag. Below, the red flag was flying, and she was dressed in red, facing all martial arts, she said: "From now on, this martial arts It's mine, and the number one son in the world is also mine, the coveter." A cold look shot all around, and the word clanged, "Kill!"

One word, never deafening, but thrilling, the man on the colorful flag has no inner strength, but makes people surrender.

Since then, the nine masters of the Ecstasy Cave have ordered the martial arts to submit to them.

As soon as the martial arts event ended, the tea shop in Tianxialou was overcrowded, listening to all kinds of things, and the storyteller was spitting all over the place.

"Mr. Shang Rong said: block it, kill it." The storyteller was extremely excited, and slapped his fan, "There is no objection in the martial arts from all directions, so I saw the ninth son raised the order of the lord, and ordered all directions."

The people who listened were also excited, their eyes were red, and they asked one after another: "What's the order?"

The storyteller closed the fan: "Young Master Ninth stands on the ring, shouting loudly in front of heroes from all walks of life."

Mr. Storyteller coughed lightly, very coy, he would not speak.

Someone was in a hurry: "You should hurry up and say, what is the new leader ordering?"

"Cough, cough, cough." With a few coughs, the master began to imitate, "From now on, this martial arts forest is mine, and the number one master in the world is also mine. Anyone who covets it will be killed!"

In the building, there was a constant shout.

Indeed, someone sighed: "It's been a long time of love."

Ying He's voice was endless, and the audience talked about it one after another, expressing their opinions on the new leader of the martial arts alliance.

At a certain table, there was a white-faced scholar sipping tea, and he sighed endlessly: "Master Jiu is so brave."

Sitting at the same table is a big man with black face, who looks like black and white impermanence from a distance.

Hei Wuchang sneered, twirled peanuts and put it in his mouth: "What kind of courage, I said he was just a crazy kid who learned a little kung fu."

It's not Humei, otherwise why would the number one son in the world be so obsessed.Now in Kyoto, even a three-year-old would know that the number one son in the world is the wife of the leader of the martial arts, and the leader of the martial arts is his wife.

The white-faced scholar sighed: "The world is unpredictable and intriguing." Then he changed the topic, and said, "However, this is also the old profession of the Ninth Young Master. No wonder it is said that the most ecstasy in the Ecstasy Cave, even the number one in the world. It's a pity, a pity, to do Longyang for it, let alone ordinary people." The white-faced scholar repeatedly shook his head, "This kind of man actually..."

Another sigh, sighing that the world is impermanent, and sighing that broken sleeves are also rampant.

The black-faced man put down his chopsticks and poured a glass of wine: "Hey, this martial arts event is really evil. The nine princes who have not made a move yet took the position of the martial arts leader. The number one prince in the world is still the only one who obeys his wife." , the throne of the lord of the rivers and lakes, only to smile for the beauty, is this Mr. Rong really crazy?"

The white-faced scholar smiled: "Evil?" His small eyes were narrowed into a crack, and he leaned over mysteriously, "There are even more evil."

The black-faced man put down his glass and said with great interest, "What else is there to do?"

The white-faced scholar looked around for a while, and then covered his mouth and said in a soft voice: "I heard that after this martial arts event, the sword with a jade title in Zhujian Villa disappeared, and the newly appointed leader of the martial arts, that is, The nine masters issued an order, saying that Han Li, the young owner of Zhujian Villa, was suspected of killing Qiu Huaiyi, the head of the Qingshan School, and sent him to Zhujian Villa, and ordered Zhujian Villa not to step into the martial arts without permission. This jade There is no way to find out about the disappearance of the sword in Zhujian Villa, so we can only let it go, and this is how the thief who stole the sword is cheap."

The big man was astonished: "Is there still such a thing?" After a pause, he said, "If you can't get out of the villa, you can't chase the jade sword back. Doesn't the Zhujian Villa suffer a dark loss?"

"That's right, even though the martial arts world is calm now, the dark tide has already been raging behind the scenes, and there are even a lot of them. Who in the martial arts world doesn't want to snatch this jade sword."

The black-faced man nodded again and again, and said, "It's so evil."

The white-faced scholar chuckled: "There is another even more evil thing."

The eyes of the man listening to the matter on the other side were all straight.

The scholar smiled, and then said eloquently: "On the last night of the event, the number one beauty in the martial arts world somehow lay down on the bed of Jiang Yonglin, the head of the Raging Flame Sect. How can I bear it, I want to kill the vixen Shanshui on the spot, guess what?"

(End of this chapter)