Qian Tongqian was thin and short, with a sharp-mouthed cheekbones, with a lack of kidney water, protruding cheekbones, and deep eye sockets... But at this time, his two eyeballs were almost glaring out, and Di Baotian's mouth was slightly opened and his chin was dislocated, and saliva actually slipped from the corner of his mouth!

I heard his throat clamoring, as if he was about to be stuck in his phlegm the next second!

Qian Tongqian: Good! Good-looking! So handsome! So masculine! So manly~ (this is roughly what it means)

In short, Qian Tongqian suddenly turned around and saw Wei Yuan, and was attracted by his already good thick eyebrows and big eyes, his glittering head, and his mind was taken away by the various temperaments and high charm attributes under his blessing.

The main reason is that the grandson has too weak willpower, just like nothing, so he is more susceptible to this kind of influence.

This is not a magic, so it is not something that the evil-proof objects he bought at a high price can block it.

He was demented for four or five seconds, and it was not until Qian Tongqian's folding fan slipped and fell to the ground and "clicked" that he woke him up.

"Young master, oh no! Little master, little elder! I am willing to convert to my good man! Please come to my house to help me solve my doubts! I will give you all the sixteen concubines in my house!"

Wei Yuan didn't look at him at all, but kept paying attention to the paintings hanging on the calligraphy and painting stall.

I won’t mention the beauty anymore. Chinese paintings emphasize meaning rather than form, so you say it’s good-looking, but I don’t know where it looks good.

The main thing is the same poem!

The font is slender, light, gentle and soft, and it is obvious that it is from a woman's hand.

Qian Tongqian saw that Wei Yuan didn't look at him, so he went to pull Wei Yuan's hand, "Little elder, my calligraphy and paintings are better in my home, from the Ming Dynasty, from the Song Dynasty, from the prosperous Tang Dynasty, anyway, my father is also fake and doesn't understand at all. If you go back with me, how can I give it to you?"

Wei Yuan shook his sleeves and opened Qian Tongqian's hand. The remaining strength of the sleeves almost knocked him over!

"Young Master! Young Master!" Several servants hurried over and supported their baby young master.

However, the two people who looked like bodyguards looked at each other with a serious expression.

These two are not ordinary bodyguards. They are also famous in Lulin, Zhejiang. Mr. Qian spent a lot of money to protect his son. After all, his son often causes trouble and is beaten by some passers-by master Yiren.

If they are not local, they will run away after the fight. If you don’t take any ruthless actions, you will not be able to really take revenge at all costs.

This beating will be in vain.

I hired two bodyguards in the hope that when I encountered a tough guy, I could protect his son and not be beaten.

However, Wei Yuan's move just now, the monk's robe sleeve was filled with a strong wind, which surprised the two more sensible Green Forest heroes.

This kind of strength is impossible without more than ten or twenty years of internal and external cultivation.

This little monk looks less than 20 years old. Could it be that he has been practicing since he was drinking milk?!

A stunning idea!

Don’t say that Wei Yuan’s ability is really similar to a heroic knight in the green forest of the world.

He didn't learn any magic either!

It is possible to refine weapons, so this thing cannot be used to fight. It cannot be used until the other party is instantly refined into a ball of sludge when he cuts it with one knife.

...

Qian Tong's previous experience, Young Master Qian almost fell to his feet by Wei Yuan, but he was not angry at all. Instead, he showed an extremely demented and despicable expression on his face!

Qian Tongqian: My father has never pushed me, he is so different! He is so strong! So powerful! I like it so much!

Qian Tongqian pushed away the servant who was supporting him, and came to him to glance at Wei Yuan, while clearing his throat, and chanting the poem on the painting in a delicate manner:

"The sky is full of frost in ten miles, and the green hair is filled with sorrow. I look at each other in a single moon, and I only envy the mandarin ducks and not the immortals. Oh~ It's so wet! This poem simply describes my heart. I want to buy it and give it to the little elder!" As he said that, he threw out a few silver notes of 100 taels for the scholar selling paintings.

At this time, the scholar was no longer in Qian Tongqian's eyes.

He can't tolerate such vulgar fans in his eyes!

Wei Yuan ignored him and asked, "Scholar, where did you come from this painting?"

Qian Tongqian echoed: "Yes! Where did it come from?" Look at the little elder~

The scholar was shocked just now, thinking that not only his chrysanthemums would not be saved, but even his wife would be implicated! Unexpectedly, a young monk with a high appearance and extraordinary temperament would block the disaster for him!

"This, I collected this painting in a village by Pinghu Lake. The farmer said it was picked up several years ago! I don't know how it came from! The little master likes it, so I'll give it to you!"

"Bastard!" Qian Tongqian immediately turned his back, "You need to give it to you! I want to give this painting to the little elder! If you dare to do anything, I will break your leg!"

Wei Yuan took out half a string of copper coins and threw them on the stall, carefully rolled up the painting, and put it into the bamboo book.

"Oh, if the little elder likes, there are many more in my family. Please come to the mansion to appreciate it~"

Qian Tongqian saw that the other party was completely unmoved and quickly whispered: "If my concubines and little elders don't like it, there are still maids and dozens of maids in the mansion, which will definitely satisfy the little elder! Then we..."

Tomorrow is the Chinese Valentine's Day. It is because of the existence of a scum like you that many book friends have become bachelors and they are not allowed to vote!

"Bang!"

As Mr. Qian spoke, he started to touch each other again. Now Wei Yuan has put away the paintings, can he still take care of these things?

A big slap made Master Qian dizzy.

Because he only used three points of strength, he did not slap the dry monkey to death. Only a big red handprint was printed on half of Young Master Qian's face, and his nose was bleeding!

Those servants and servants wailed like their own father after they died, and quickly supported their own baby master.

The young master Qian didn't feel the pain, and he was still chanting: "It feels good~ comfortable~ I'm going to beat you, it's so good! It's so good!" He looked so happy!

Wei Yuan was so angry when he saw this. Are you playing shaman with me here?!

As soon as he kicked the bottom of the Zen Staff, the Zen Staff was instantly pounced and hit Young Master Qian's crotch.

The chanting stopped abruptly, and Young Master Qian was about to pop out his eyes, but his mouth was so strong that he didn't make a sound. He clamped his legs and thrust him down and fell to the ground!

"Damn it!"

"court death!"

The two Green Forest heroes were furious at that time.

The young monk slapped his mouth so fast just now that neither of them could react. When they were about to take action, their young master started to whisper, which caused them to wonder if they should take action.

As a result, the little monk suddenly beat the chicken with a Zen stick, and he just beat the chicken with a flock of money, and he didn't even give the two a chance to speak.

If you cannot take down this monk at this time, you will have to commit suicide by Master Qian!

One of them used a ring-headed sword, and the other one used two Emei stabs, one left and one right, one higher and one higher, one attacked from the light and one hidden place. It was extremely fast and its moves were sharp, which was definitely not an ordinary martial arts style.

The two of them were friends, and they worked as bodyguards together for two years. They knew each other well and cooperated with each other. This move suddenly started a joint attack. Even if they were more powerful than them, they would have to leave something!

But they only saw the strength of Wei Yuan's sleeves, thinking that they had practiced some internal and external skills. In fact, it was just a regular manifestation of Wei Yuan's power attribute.

In fact, Wei Yuan has huge advantages in terms of strength, physique or agility.

So Wei Yuan raised his Zen stick and blocked the Pu Dao who was hitting his head, then instantly took out his leg and kicked the little man who leaned over and stabbed his waist with Emei.

When Wei Yuan blocked, Park's knife hand suddenly felt a huge shock in his hand, and the tiger's mouth felt hot!

The recoil force of this block just almost caused the Green Forest hero who had been using his knife for more than 20 years to lose the guy in his hand.

But what is even worse than him is the shorter Emei Thorn. As the saying goes, one inch shorter is dangerous, and it is dangerous to the enemy and yourself!

The two of them fought together to attract attention from the front, and the Emei Thorn caused the main damage. The so-called "right combination" is a strange victory!

As a result, Wei Yuan saw that the other party was heading straight for his waist, so he exclaimed with hatred, and the Emei stinged face was flat!

There was a sound of bone shattering, and the entire facial bone was probably collapsed. Even if he didn't die now, he would definitely not live for a moment or three moments!

Although the Emei Thorn is a bit careless, the main reason is that Wei Yuan's attributes are too crushing. The golden bell cover film is like being kicked by a giraffe. Even a lion can be kicked to death!

Wei Yuan had the intention of killing, and did not hesitate to move the dragon-suppressing Zen stick in his hand down as he put it on his chest.

The Park Knife gritted her teeth and cut her teeth to block the knife. As a result, with a "clang" sound, the thick Park Knife broke from the middle, and the dragon-subduing rod easily touched her chest, and there was another "click" sound!

Wei Yuan rushed into the middle of the seven or eight servants, raised his hand and kicked his feet away. Although he only used 50% of his strength, he would have to be disabled even if he was not lucky! He beat him randomly and rushed into the cornfield.

Wei Yuan looked at the wailing disabled people on the ground, and then looked at the onlookers who had already escaped. Even the scholar selling calligraphy and paintings was extremely shocked and took the opportunity to escape.

He recited the Buddha's name: "Ami, I, Buddha, retreat!" He carried the bamboo slip and ran towards the city gate!
Chapter completed!