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Chapter 106 The Out-of-town gang is too rude

Feng Wuxiang didn't expect that the originally harmonious scene would start so tragic.

But he could only smile bitterly, because on the level of curse and pollution, this situation was not a surprise.

If you really have a harmonious and qi, you will be able to doubt your judgment.

The existence who creates pollution cannot be a Virgin, right?

"Murong Rouwei, it's your turn."

Yu Akiko shouted.

Next to him, the mother-in-law rushed over with a knife and said anxiously: "Daughter, it is more convenient to use my knife to cut people with my knife."

"If you can't beat it, just shout, and I will help you cut off the other person's head."

Feng Wuqing was sweating profusely. Mother-in-law, please take it easy...

Murong Rou said softly: "Mom, why are you doing this too?"

Murong Lan's face darkened and she said coldly: "What's wrong with me? What should I be like? I have raised you for twenty years, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Wuxiang noticed something was wrong and hurriedly said, "Wind, go for a martial arts competition."

But although Murong Rourou was not polluted, he was also a stubborn donkey. He shouted loudly: "Why are you angry at me? I said I can beat you, and it's not the turn of the elders to intervene in the competition. It's true."

Murong Lan's face changed drastically and she said, "You dare to talk back? For you, I haven't married a husband for so many years. I can only have sex with my subordinates. I have to take advantage of you going to school to dare to play with men. Do you know how much I have paid for you?"

"Even, for you, I don't even touch Fat Eun. He was the male slave I like most in the past."

Feng Wuxiang closed his eyes, Damn... It's so outrageous.

Murong Rouruo also widened his eyes and murmured: "You...are you like this?"

Murong Lan shouted: "What did I have been doing until today? It can't be for my ideals, right? It must be for the sake of men!"

Feng Wuxiang couldn't listen anymore, so he quickly grabbed Murong Rou's weak hand and said, "Go to the competition quickly, and you won't be considered abstaining."

Murong Rouru gritted his teeth and said, "Help me watch my mother and don't let her make trouble. This is a martial arts competition, so how can elders make trouble?"

She ran over at a very fast speed, rushed into the competition venue, and started fighting directly.

Obviously, he was also angry, so he was not ruthless and punched him out, forcing his opponent to stretch his strength.

Murong Lan looked at Feng Wuxiang and said, "She just asked you to watch me?"

Feng Wuxiang saw the fierce look of his mother-in-law, and immediately shook his head and said, "No, she didn't say that."

Murong Lan sneered: "You are a man, you have to pay attention to your identity, do you understand?"

Feng Wuxiang said, "What is the identity?"

Murong Lan said: "Men are beasts, slaves, and inferior lives. They should be born to be ravaged by women."

Good guy! I'm right good guy!

Mother-in-law, it turns out that you think so deep in your heart. No wonder you get into men every day.

Thinking about it, it’s really miserable. I don’t know how many iron whips I got from my mother-in-law.

Thinking back to my elder brother, he is also a ki... obviously he is much happier.

Feng Wuxiang wanted to refute, but the knife in his mother-in-law's hand was very sharp, which made him give up the idea of ​​arguing.

Forget it, let me say whatever my mother-in-law wants.

"It seems that you understand and have a self-knowledge."

Murong Lan said: "In the afternoon, come to my room. I have a complete set of torture instruments to let you see the true meaning of life."

Damn...I don't want to know the true meaning of you.

Feng Wuxiang waved his hand and said, "My mother-in-law, you must not. The son-in-law's body cannot withstand such destruction, let alone I am your daughter's husband."

Murong Lan frowned and said, "Isn't my husband just a toy? What's wrong with me taking it over and playing with it? Are you not convinced?"

Feng Wuxiang took a deep breath and said, "Of course I am very convinced. I will definitely arrive in the afternoon. Mother-in-law, please go back first."

He was no longer able to struggle, so he quickly took it perfunctory first.

"Return? What to return?"

Murong Lan waved her hand and said, "I just want to guard my daughter. She can't beat me, so I'll go on stage to help her."

Feng Wuxiang laughed angry and said anxiously: "I said to my mother-in-law, this is a martial arts competition. Youth martial arts competition. Do young people understand? Where can I get older people to help!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud shout suddenly sounded: "Little beast! Do you dare to hurt my disciple!"

A black shadow flew to the competition platform, protected Sun Chu with one hand, and then slapped the Lingquzi directly with one palm.

Feng Wuxiang quickly recognized this. This was the old man who left Sun Chu a few days ago.

What a powerful person in the Fragment of Void? Which genius can withstand it? The spiritual song is over.

Just as he thought of this, Ling Quzi suddenly took out a piece of paper from his arms, silently recited the mantra and threw it forward.

So the white paper instantly turned into a sword light, directly shattering the old man's palm power.

What a guy, it turns out that this guy actually has a killer move, it's really sinister.

Feng Wuxiang was stunned for a moment.

A stone stirred up a thousand waves, and roars rang out around him, and the older generations all started fighting.

Fan Leixi said in a deep voice: "Master Yumingzi, they broke the rules."

Yu Mingzi was slightly stunned and couldn't help but smile: "Where are the rules? They love their apprentice and nephew and maintain the honor of the sect. Isn't this very positive energy?"

"Also, the older generation has also begun to communicate friendships and break through the boundaries of young people. This is a sublimation of our martial arts competition!"

"Don't worry, this formation is blessed by the Cauldron of the People's Hearts. Even the powerful people in the Broken Void cannot break it and cannot hurt the people around them."

After saying that, his face suddenly changed and he said in surprise: "Thief, you dare to hurt my nephew! I want your life!"

He also flew down and saw him slashing with his sword.

Feng Wuxiang was stunned...

This is equivalent to a boxing match. As the head coach fucks, and then even the referees are on the court.

These gangs from other places are really impolite.

"Uncle Master, Uncle Master, I will take action quickly and help me block this old man!"

Ling Quzi roared and pulled out the sword lights, all of which were broken virtual sword lights.

This guy actually hid so much, Feng Wuxiang couldn't believe it.

But how could the old Taoist priest, the mere realm of heaven and earth, resist the old man at the level of the broken virtual level?

"Haha! Shameless old man! Don't hurt my nephew!"

The inspiration jumped in directly, and then began to sweat on his forehead. Of course, he knew that he could not beat it.

It's just that pollution tempts his emotions...

The old man glared and said, "Inspiration, you dare to come and fight me with a bull's nose? I will kill you with one palm!"

Inspiration sneered in his heart. I have been traveling around for so many years and realized the trick of "inspiration". How could I be afraid of you?

So he had a sudden inspiration and shouted: "Old man Qiu Yang, why are you so arrogant? Do you know that your Taoist partner has been slept by Liu Canyang in the ancient camp fairy mountain? Your head has long been green."

Hearing this, Qiu Yang's face changed drastically, and he suddenly turned to look at another martial arts venue.

He saw a middle-aged man wearing white clothes, elegant and easy-going.

Liu Canyang is indeed a famous romantic...

Could it be...

He couldn't control his heart and could not think carefully. He was angry and said sternly: "Liu Canyang! I want you to live!"

He raised his fist and rushed towards Liu Canyang.

The Inspiration Zi did not hesitate and directly sacrificed his long sword and slashed at Sun Chu.

Feng Wuxiang was stunned and shouted in his heart that this inspiration was polluted and could even use a "inspiration"...

Coincidentally, his inspiration succeeded when his emotions were polluted.

Do it, this world is crazy.
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