As always, there were huge crowds of people, and endless discussions full of emotions. The scene in Baishou Secret Realm was like a grand open-air party, with a lively atmosphere.
The arrival of Liang Qiufeng and others was like water dripping into the sea without causing any waves.
As unknown outsiders and ordinary Qi Dao warriors, who knows them?
On the contrary, some strange eyes kept falling on Yang Shuanglan, lingering on her proud and concave figure.
Miss Yang San was very upset.
If she received such an explicit "attention gift" in Huaizuo Mansion, she would definitely get angry and beat someone up. Unfortunately, she was in Baiyuan City, a foreign country, and she had to endure many things.
"Aha, isn't this the third lady?"
Just as they passed through the crowd and climbed up Baishou Mountain, the people in front of them automatically separated a path and made way for everyone.
This man's clothes are rugged, and his left arm is unusually bare, revealing a ferocious tattoo pattern on his skin. He is a dragon-like monster, with its teeth bared in a roaring manner.
He was wearing mango shoes, and his hair was unkempt, like a pile of weeds. Under the unkempt hair, his facial features were fierce, and his eyes looked at Yang Shuanglan, revealing a sinister light without concealment, as if he was examining a white and tender lamb.
If you take a big mouth, you can swallow it alive.
"Mo Xiongyu?"
Yang Shuanglan looked alert.
The other party is an elder of the Chiyang Sect, a large local sect in Bai Yuancheng. He has a ninth-level Qi Dao cultivation and holds power.
When Yang Shuanglan approached the Chiyang Sect to discuss business, it was Mo Xiongyu who received her and bluntly made a request: if Yang Shuanglan could have sex with her, the Chiyang Sect would support Zhenyuan Commercial Bank's branch plan.
Yang Shuanglan, who was extremely ashamed and annoyed, flatly refused this unreasonable request.
If you reject people, you will easily offend them.
Therefore, after some thought and feeling that the future of the branch was bleak, Yang Shuanglan simply left as soon as possible to avoid changes.
Unexpectedly, in Baishou Mountain, enemies encountered each other again on a narrow road.
He forced a smile: "I've met Elder Mo."
Mo Xiongyu crossed his hands on his chest and said with a strange smile: "Miss Third, how do you think about my suggestion?"
Yang Shuanglan swallowed her anger and replied: "This matter is very important. I have to go back to Huaizuo Mansion to discuss it with my father."
"Jie Jie, according to this elder's opinion, the third lady wants to escape."
Looking at him with his hot eyes, the secrets in his heart could not be hidden, and the long-sleeved dancing skills that Yang Shuanglan once thought he was proud of were of no use.
She suddenly realized how helpless she was without any background or strength?
Su Xingping, who was standing next to her and wanted to be close to her, quietly moved his steps to distance himself from Yang Shuanglan. At this time, Young Master Yinyue did not want Mo Xiong to misunderstand his close relationship with Yang Shuanglan and suffer the consequences.
The disaster of pond fish.
It's not that he's afraid.
As the legitimate son of the Su family, he has experienced many experiences since he was a child, and has also seen big storms. Even when facing Master Lu, who was the King of Wu, he dared to speak harshly, which is evident.
But this place is not Huaizuo Mansion, and the relationship with Yang Shuanglan is not enough for him to step forward and perform a very risky heroic rescue. If Mo Xiongyu is offended, he will be slapped to death with one palm.
, then it’s really hard to cry.
"Yang Shuanglan, Yang Shuanglan, I told you to pretend to be noble and arrogant, now let's see who can save you..."
There was even a trace of gloating in my heart.
This scene was seen by Yang Shuanglan, and it was expected. Su Xingping kept saying that he liked her, but it was just some young man's game words, which could not be true. She was as smart as ice and quick to see through, so she never treated Su Xingping with false pretenses.
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In a wealthy family, the dandy is often cold-blooded and only cares about profit.
Yang Shuanglan came from a business background, so how could she be deceived by a few sweet words? Su Xingping pursued her diligently, but he was only interested in her body and the interests of the business behind her.
But these are nothing compared to family life and can be discarded at any time.
So Su Xingping's current behavior is not surprising at all, it's just more contemptible.
My young lady was being forced, and all the subordinates brought by Yang Shuanglan showed angry expressions. Although their skills were not as good as others, it did not mean that they were greedy for life and afraid of death. As warriors who had followed Yang Shuanglan for many years, their loyalty was unquestionable, and they could sacrifice for Yang Shuanglan at any time.
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But Yang Shuanglan never wants this to happen. The situation has not reached that point. It is extremely stupid to let his subordinates die in vain. Without this group of confidants, even if he can return to the trading company safely, he will be weak and his status will be weak.
It will plummet.
She gritted her silver teeth and said, "Elder Mo is worrying too much."
She had already found out about Mo Xiongyu's style. He was a complete madman who liked to bully the weak and do violence out of lust. If he liked any woman without any powerful background, he would directly kidnap people to do things. The other party cried out
Calling is the greatest enjoyment for him.
Because he was an elder of the Chiyang Sect and was very powerful, the dynasty officials turned a blind eye. As long as the matter didn't make a big deal, they didn't bother to intervene.
The only thing Yang Shuanglan can rely on now is the background of a trading company.
Mo Xiongyu snorted coldly: "Third Miss, those little tricks can only coax a three-year-old. Do you dare to use them on this elder? Do you want to insult my wisdom?"
Aggressive and show no mercy at all.
"In public, do you want to rob someone by force?"
A sentence suddenly popped up next to me.
Yang Shuanglan looked at Liang Qiufeng in surprise, never expecting that he would speak for her.
On the other side, Su Xingping stared at Liang Qiufeng like an idiot, wondering if this man was hanging his neck because he was worried about his longevity, so he dared to contradict Mo Xiongyu.
"Who do you think you are!"
Mo Xiong's beard and hair were shaggy and he slapped them away.
Liang Qiufeng had already expected it, and he unsheathed the Shangqing Sword immediately, using the horizontal sword stance.
Bang!
Not a huge muffled sound.
Liang Qiufeng took three steps back, but his expression was as usual, and he seemed not to have been hurt. But Mo Xiongyu showed a rare look of surprise, and he was undecided.
How is that possible?
Su Xingping's eyes almost fell to the ground.
Liang Qiufeng's Qi Dao cultivation was only around the third level, but he was able to block Mo Xiongyu's blow, which simply subverted his understanding.
By the way, Mo Xiongyu definitely didn't exert much strength in this blow and underestimated the enemy. Only then did Liang Qiufeng take advantage of the opportunity and resist it.
However, even so, it is no small matter for a person who is at the initial level of Qi Dao to completely block the attacks from the top level of Qi Dao.
That horizontal sword blow just now...
Su Xingping's eyes were burning, and his mind kept replaying the trajectory of Liang Qiufeng's sword just now. The more he experienced it, the more subtle and elusive he felt.
"It is this sword..."
He suddenly remembered that when he was in Huaizuo Mansion, his first violent attack was blocked by Liang Qiufeng's sword.
The moves of the two swords were obviously exactly the same, but now Liang Qiufeng blocked Mo Xiongyu's sword with even greater subtlety.
Progress, no doubt progress.
Calculating the time, Su Xingping felt a little palpitated for no reason. Originally, in his mind, he thought that Liang Qiufeng's ability to use such a magical sword power was already the limit and had reached an extreme in the way of swordsmanship. Otherwise, he would not have been able to do so at that time.
He asked Liang Qiufeng to hand over the secret book and formula in an attempt to steal it.
It can be said that a considerable part of the reasons for the several plots against Liang Qiufeng were due to this mysterious and powerful swordsmanship.
In Su Xingping's view, this swordsmanship is most likely a heaven-level martial arts.
Heaven level martial arts is a technique that top sects covet.
Su Xingping changed his mind, which was not surprising at all.
Unexpectedly, Liang Qiufeng's proficiency in swordsmanship has actually made new progress, which is really shocking. It seems that there is an opponent with unlimited prospects lurking around him, and he must be eliminated before he can feel at ease.
Fortunately, Liang Qiufeng offended Mo Xiongyu without knowing the seriousness of it today, so he definitely didn't get any good results. The best result is that Mo Xiongyu kills him in one fell swoop. It's a pity that in that case, he wants to obtain that swordsmanship
The possibility of cheats is zero.
Many thoughts came to him, and Su Xingping's mind was spinning, but he was thinking about the possibility of making a profit.
Yang Shuanglan flew to Liang Qiufeng and asked with concern: "Brother Liang, are you okay?"
Liang Qiufeng shook his head: "It's okay."
"You, you... thank you."
Miss Yang San, who has always been articulate, had a somewhat blocked throat for no reason. She really didn't expect that Liang Qiufeng would speak for her in the face of such a strong person.
It was a small sentence, but it was risking his life. Could it be that he fell in love with me?
impossible……
Looking back on Liang Qiufeng's indifferent behavior when they faced each other, where was there any hint of emotion?
Yang Shuanglan has read a lot of people, and you can tell the authenticity at a glance.
And with Liang Qiufeng's intelligence, he could naturally understand that Yang Shuanglan's repeated attempts to protect her were just a hint of kindness, nothing more.
Liang Qiufeng smiled and said, "You're welcome. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have to come to Baishou Mountain."
The implication is that things have causes and consequences, and he speaks up just to take on this part of the responsibility. If Yang Shuanglan didn't want to see what happened to him and break the ban, he wouldn't have come to Baishou Mountain, or he wouldn't have met Mo Xiong.
At that.
Yang Shuanglan smiled bitterly: "It's not like that..."
But she knew very well that Mo Xiong was basically here for her. It was very likely that he had been watching him for a long time, just waiting for her to leave the city. Otherwise, there were so many people here, how could she have met him by chance?
Seeing the two people's caring attitude, Su Xingping got angry and cursed secretly: Damn adulterer and harlot!
Completely ignore the inappropriate curse words.
Mo Xiongyu's eyes were ferocious, like a ferocious beast that chooses people to devour. He grinned and said, "Well, it seems that this elder has rarely taken any action in recent years and people have forgotten about it. No matter what kind of cat or dog, he dares to jump out and show off as a hero."
Refreshing and concentrating, the joints in the whole body will sound like exploding beans.
Liang Qiufeng's expression was solemn, and he also slowly raised the Sword of Injury.
The movement of the two people quickly alarmed the surroundings. Hundreds of warriors turned their attention away from the basin, spontaneously formed a circle, and watched with interest. (To be continued. Please search.
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