"Oh--!"

"ha--!"

"Wow—!"

There is a garden deep in the Yang family's mansion, and the strange intermittent sounds are creepy.

At this time, the night was hazy and the moonlight was bleak. The nearest house was a hundred meters away. It was dark and not like a person living there. In the lonely garden, there was only a black shadow hiding in the corner scratching his head.

Ma Rui felt more and more like a fool, scolding a bunch of phosphate rockery.

However, the ability brought by the Frost Blade Tiger Whip is indeed too sub-size, and the effect of the cold air emitted is actually related to the size of the sound. For example, when you were in the room before, a roar not only shocked Mrs. Yang, but on the other hand, the cold air was mixed with broken ice, which was a very good attack method.

Once there was no sound, Ma Rui's cold air was better than pouring a scoop of cold water. I thought I could practice the skills and improve the effect of the cold air, but it turned out to be a bit embarrassing. If Ma Jingtao had it, he could solve anything.

No matter how many times Ma Rui tried, the louder the sound, the better the effect.

The animation and film TV series in the previous life and the current cultivation fighting are obviously not scientific when reporting the name of the move before using the moves, and even to Ma Rui's opinion is extremely stupid.

Do you don’t understand the principle of making money in a quiet voice? Why don’t you be surprised if the enemy is warned? Isn’t it just to give the other party time to prepare for the gamble?

The embarrassment in front of us is even more serious. At least they can call out loud or gorgeous move names, while Ma Rui can only roar meaninglessly, and the real output is entirely yelling.

Another thing that Ma Rui minded was that since he ate the Frost Blade Tiger Whip, he found something that seemed to have grown in his throat to emit cold air. Although it was not like a fish bone like a thorn in his throat, the thing became hot and painful every time it passed. Ma Rui needed to provide some spiritual energy in his body to the throat to promote the cold air to cool down to relieve the pain.

It feels like a refrigerator. It starts up the cooling every so long and stops when it reaches the temperature.

This is not a problem. Anyway, the breath is like muscle strength, and it will not overflow even if it is not used. It can recover naturally after a while.

What made Ma Rui even more difficult to say is that this matter is a bit disgusting. It was obvious that it ate a Frost Blade Tiger's genitals and then a thing grew into his throat, which always sounded strange.

"Fortunately, there is no slight scent on his words." Ma Rui half-stood his hands, put them in front of his mouth and sniffed gently. After smelling them carefully, he felt relieved.

The consumed breath has recovered almost the same, and Ma Rui walked back leisurely.

Using spiritual energy is like training muscles before, which encourages spiritual excitement and makes people feel happy. Ma Rui even hums cheerful music.

However, as soon as he arrived at the gate of the yard, Ma Rui was stunned. Why were there two servants standing outside the door? He also looked like he was a lewd and lewd smile.

"Who sent you here?" Ma Rui thought that the Yang family sent someone to serve him. Although it was not enough, at least hello.

The two servants were not paying attention in front of them, and they were listening with their backs against the door. Suddenly, they were startled when they heard someone in the yard talking. Instead, they found that Ma Rui was a strange face. Instead, they scolded him: "Where did you come from? Why are you running around?"

Ma Rui frowned and wondered. Did he go to the wrong place? It was the first time I moved into the Yang family's house. Under the night sky, these blue brick and blue tiles houses were really similar and could not be clearly distinguished. Ma Rui took two steps back, looked around, and asked back, "Is this Yang Shibei's room?"

As soon as these words were said, the two servants became nervous. After looking at each other, their eyes quickly rotated. One of them responded faster, squeezed out an exaggerated flattering smile, and shouted in a passionate voice that was almost full and overflowing, "So that's Ma~ Young Master~ You are back!"

It's late at night, and you don't have to speak so loudly even through the football field.

Ma Rui immediately understood, ran up the steps in two steps, and kicked the door.

The two servants knew that the matter was exposed, but they did not dare to stop it. Although they were not hit by Ma Rui, they pretended to be injured, as if they were smashed to pieces. They howled and howled, and rolled back and forth on both sides, so as not to get jealous in the house.

In the room, Yang Shibei was still lying on the bed with her hands and feet tied, holding the pillowcase in her mouth, but her eyes were filled with tears, and she struggled to speak.

Although the rope on the body was not untied, a large area of ​​snow-white skin was lifted out, and many of the fabrics had been violently torn to pieces, revealing important parts.

A young man in black robe next to the bed was slapping his somewhat messy black robe. His hairstyle, which was originally neatly tidy and shiny, was a bit messy, and his eyes were in amazement. Seeing Ma Rui kicking in the door with great momentum, he forced his lips to say hello as if nothing had happened: "Oh, Master Ma!"

It was the Yang Zhi who met in the veranda in the afternoon. At this moment, he looked dodged and looked treacherous. He was obviously thinking about how to deal with the aftermath.

When Yang Shibei saw Ma Rui coming in, tears were hanging down like a torrent, struggling to get up and speak, her eyes eagerly looking at Ma Rui, and then glaring at Yang Zhi hatred.

"Did you bother?" Ma Rui was angry, but when he entered the door, he calmed down. He even squeezed out a little smile and walked slowly towards the bed.

"Oh, it's a coincidence! I was hitting the door and saw my younger sister being tied up. I planned to help her untie it!" Yang Zhi went downstairs when he saw the ladder. It turned out that the young couple was playing a erotic game. No wonder the younger sister, who used to cooperate so well, struggled so much today, just like a chaste and fierce woman.

"Isn't this what you tied up?" Ma Rui asked slowly, taking advantage of the time to speak, leaning forward a few more steps.

"Ha?" Yang Zhi felt a slurred heart. Which one was singing?

Yang Zhi is also an ordinary young master who inherited the bad habits of Yang's family. He has no ability and no power. He dares not do evil and thieves, and has many right and wrong.

I originally wanted to come and stroll around after dinner, but after all, a couple has a hundred days of kindness for one day, and she and Yang Shibei also have a thousand days of kindness for one day, so it is not surprising that they can go around.

Unexpectedly, the lights in the house were bright and the door was called out, but when I opened it, I saw that the beauty was already lying on the bed, looking like she was picking it.

How could I bear this? I didn’t say anything about it, and I felt that it was better to tie it up and the woman struggled seemed to be more satisfying than to cooperate throughout the whole process.

But just now, Mr. Ma denied the binding of Yang Shibei. Wouldn't that mean that someone had entered this house? Is anyone going to blame him?

Yang Zhi was about to get through the joints and was about to explain, but he found that the young master Ma suddenly put his head in front of him, with a look of resentment as if he had discovered a ferocious beast of his prey. Then he heard a long inhalation, and then a angrily howling: "Get out!!!"

Young Master Yang Zhi will never be able to figure out what happened next in his life.

I just felt that my whole face and head were not like my own for a moment. My brain was frozen by pain and chills. Then there was a severe pain in my heart. The hot heat penetrated from my skin to my chest, and my whole body was almost burning, but it couldn't relieve the coldness on my head.

Two servants outside the door peeked into the crack in the door, thinking that at most they would just tear them apart, and called the man to make the decision. Unexpectedly, in the flash, the young master was beyond recognition and was beaten to the wall board. I am afraid that if he continues to kill, he will die!

"It's bad! The young master is going to be beaten to death!"

"Come on! Mr. Ma Rui is killing someone!"

No matter how stupid the two servants are, they will not come in to save them. The cultivation level of their young master in the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Period is not the strongest among the Yang family’s younger generation, but it is not weak either. At least it is much stronger than the servant!

Such a young master didn't take a single move and he was completely gone. Wouldn't the servants come in and seek death?

I could only shout along the way and ask for help.

In fact, Ma Rui roared and added a few punches, which was already at the end of his strength. No matter how powerful the monster is, he always had to consume the spiritual energy in his body. The little spiritual energy in the middle stage of Qi refining is not enough to spend. After one set, he could only sit by the bed and rest.

"Master, he didn't succeed." Yang Shibei relaxed her mouth, and the first sentence was to show loyalty.

This made Ma Rui even more blameless and had no shame to explain anything, and he was only concerned about untiing Yang Shibei.

"Master, don't dislike Bei'er!" Yang Shibei became more and more afraid when she was flirting with others.

"It's okay, I'm wrong this time." Ma Rui looked at Yang Shibei's joints that were red and even bleeding due to struggle, and even cursed himself on the beast and whispered: "I'm sorry."

"No, no." Yang Shibei cried even harder and begged in a low voice: "As long as the master wants, I am willing to be tied up for the rest of my life."

It is probably Ma Rui's most intuitive feeling at this moment, but this sweet time was interrupted by the noisy crowd outside the house.

"Master Ma!" A thick voice outside the house shouted: "I don't know why Master Yang Zhi got a distinguished guest because of this, but this is the Yang family! I hope you can give up your hands and let your ancestors distinguish right from wrong."

It sounded like the Yang family manager who led the way for the two of them today. Ma Rui was too lazy to explain, so he grabbed Yang Zhi's collar and let his spotless black satin robe drag on the ground. He opened the door and threw it out, and dusted his hands like a piece of garbage. He said lightly: "My wife was harassed here. Now she feels that the Yang family is very unsafe and plans to move to an inn outside."

The servants and guards who came with the Ma family naturally could not live in the Yang family, so they were all arranged to be in the Chuiyun Town Inn. Ma Rui has injured the young master of the Yang family now, so he naturally doesn't want to live in the Yang family anymore. It's safer to go out and rely on his own family.

"Master Ma." The manager of the Yang family glanced at Yang Zhi who was helped up by everyone. The arrogant action of taking people turned into a discussion: "We can understand your concerns! We can let you and Miss Beier stay in the inn, but before that, can you please go to the living room to meet your ancestors so that everyone can have an explanation."

The concrete technique of the Dan-Jianging Stage! The Yang family is not in the ordinary eye. When they see Yang Zhi's face being blown by ice chips, and the cold air has not yet faded a layer of thin ice, and there is no strange wound that seeps out of blood. He suddenly feels furious.

If you contact the matter of the Huajian School that you heard before, the Yang family manager was so sad!

The Ma family is all monsters! My brother Ma Xiang is scary enough to be a 20-year-old Dan stage. This young master is only sixteen years old, and he actually has reached the 20-year-old Dan stage?

In any case, stabilize the situation first and cannot expand the situation anymore. This is the only strategy in the mind of manager Yang's family.

"Then you go and arrange for my servant to pick him up." Mary didn't let him go: "Otherwise, I'm not relieved."

The Yang family manager was stuck in his chest. Now he sent someone to call him. Waiting for the Ma family came in to pick him up. The time delay was nothing for the servants, but Yang Zhi, the injured man, was not good! If he waited, his life would be gone!

"You go and notify the Ma family guests in the inn!" After all, the manager had some skills and adapted to the situation, but his tone had changed from discussion to begging: "Since that's the case, we will send the injured to the treatment first. When your servant arrives, I will pick you up to the living room. OK?"

Helpless compromise.

The Yang family manager has seventeen or eighteen young and strong servants. Even if the opposite side is in the Dan-level cultivation level, they can still be sure to win it with force. But then? Not to mention that these young geniuses often hide killing moves. If they really annoy the Ma family, and if they involve the Huajian Sect, the entire Yang family will not be able to lose their heads!
Chapter completed!