Chapter Thirty What if?
The Dongfang Lingding was also looking at Yang Muyu, and the ghost servant had already stood up and looked at him coldly.
"Yang Muyu?" Dongfang Lingding asked coldly.
Yang Muyu just nodded. This is Jinsha Bay, the territory of the Dongfang family. If the eldest son of the Dongfang family has not found out his name for such a long time, it would be a bit too slow.
"You should know who I am!" Dongfang Lingding spoke coldly again, and his spiritual power enveloped the entire private room. He needed to give the young man in front of him a little pressure.
However, as soon as the spiritual power in his body moved, he was shocked back by a huge force field. The ghost servant snorted coldly in his ear.
Yang Muyu naturally knew who he was. Although Yang Tie was arrogant, he was definitely not a blind and arrogant person. Therefore, before he arrived at Jinsha Bay, he had already learned everything about Dongliu Flower City thoroughly. When the Dongfang Lingding broke into the private room just now, Yang Tie had already sent a message to tell him the identity and origin of this person.
"I'm dressed well, how much money is worth in the clothes, and I don't know what to call me?" Yang Muyu smiled indifferently, just to anger him.
"You?" Dongfang Lingding changed his face in anger. His eldest son of the Dongfang family had never been so despised.
Yang Muyu then turned his eyes and landed on Dongfang Wending. Then he seemed to have a sudden realization and smiled and said, "It turns out that the third young master of Dongfang cannot beat him. He has brought reinforcements. Tsk tsk, I said, why is this big man like a child?" At this point, he deliberately paused, looked at Dongfang Wending's face with a blue and white look, and shook his head and said, "You can't be the brother of this third young master of Dongfang, right?"
"Haha..." As soon as Yang Muyu finished speaking, before the Dongfang Spirit Ding could not help but laugh, the Dongfangzhou Ding next to him couldn't help laughing, and she was laughing like an ordinary exaggeration.
"Second brother!" Dongfang Lingding glared at Dongfang Zhouding fiercely, then turned his head and looked at Yang Muyu, "I don't know what you did on my third brother, but - if you know the truth, I would like to advise you, it's best to remove the three silver needles for my third brother as soon as possible, otherwise..."
"What else?" Yang Muyu was still sitting on the chair, leaning against the back of the chair, changing to a comfortable position, and asked indifferently.
"Otherwise, be careful that you will not have a burial place to die!" Dongfang Wending threatened fiercely.
Yang Muyu shook his head and sighed, "What's the matter?" It seems that Dongfang Junding is not easy to use, and he doesn't want his life to be in his hands now. What capital does he have to show off? Do he think he will be really afraid of Dongfang Spirit Ding?"
"Precaution yourself first, be careful I will take you with you to bury you. Well, it would be great if I could have the third son of Dongfang to bury him!" Yang Muyu smiled and shook his head. Why is this person so proud? Could it be that those so-called children from aristocratic families are all these arrogant virtues?
"Do you think that with your little tricks, we can stump our Dongfang family?" Dongfang Lingding sneered.
"Since that's the case, what else can I say?" Yang Muyu didn't even blink and snorted coldly. If they could only be able to solve his silver needle vein, would they still have to come here to talk?
Dongfang Lingding frowned. It seemed that this kid was not good at it, but if he just retreated like this, wouldn’t the Dongfang family be even more disgraceful? When he brought Dongfang to the top of the trip just now, many people were eagerly waiting to watch the fun.
This is Shuiyuepo, not elsewhere, it is a mess that is afraid that the world will not be in chaos. Even if it is as powerful as the Eastern Family, it cannot completely control the place.
"Come on, take this kid down for me!" Dongfang Lingding thought for a while, and roared with gritted teeth.
Tonghu and Tiebao were stunned at the same time, and took it? If the eldest son didn't take action, it would be impossible to take Yang Muyu. Madam Hua has not spoken yet. The cousin is just a pharmacist with the third level of spiritual power. As for the second son, everyone in the Dongfang family knows that he has always been in a bad relationship with the third brother and wishes him unlucky.
Therefore, Dongfang Lingding spoke out, but no one moved.
Dongfang Lingding couldn't hold his face and felt a little regretful. Why didn't he bring his confidants here? I thought there was nothing big, but now I realize that things seem to be a bit tricky.
"Young Master Dongfang, I think you'd better take it yourself!" Yang Muyu picked up the wine glass and said with a smile.
"Okay, I want to try what you have!" Dongfang Lingding strode towards Yang Muyu while speaking. The ghost servant stood up, but saw Yang Muyu wink at him and couldn't help but be stunned.
But in just a moment, a big hand of the Dongfang Spirit Cauldron had already grabbed Yang Muyu in front of his head. His spiritual power cultivation was already above the fifth grade, so naturally he didn't take Yang Muyu seriously. In his opinion, the reason why the third brother was defeated was completely careless and let this kid take advantage of it.
Yang Muyu looked at his big hand showing an eagle claw and grabbed his Tianling Cap hard. He couldn't help but say in his heart: "If he gets it firmly, how can he have life?" His thoughts moved, and he suddenly lowered his body and sat down on the chair. At the same time, the wine glass in his hand greeted the Dongfang Spirit Cauldron. He said, "Young Master Dongfang, even if you want to drink, you don't have to rob it, right?"
Dongfang Lingding looked at him holding up the wine glass and looking like he didn't understand martial arts. He sneered in his heart: "Do you think a wine glass can block me? You are seeking death, but you can't blame me." Therefore, he didn't change his moves and still grabbed Yang Muyu's arm.
With a "bang", the wine glass was naturally caught and shattered. Yang Muyu took the opportunity to flash strangely to the side. The Dongfang Lingding moved and was about to chase after him. A gloomy sword energy penetrated his body.
The Dongfang Lingding suddenly realized that it was not good. He was busy turning around, but saw the ghost servant holding a soft sword with a cold light in his hand, facing him.
"Does Mr. Dongfang want to bully the small with the big one?" The ghost servant said coldly. It turned out that although Yang Muyu had a wink at him just now, he was worried about him and could not help but take action.
Chapter completed!