When the two women rode outside the ruined temple, they had already alarmed the people in the temple. Everyone in the temple was wondering why so many people were here tonight.
When Wang Yingxuan and his two daughters entered the ruined temple, all eyes fell on the faces of the three of them.
Mo Qingqing and Mu Xiaoqin, one has an extraordinary temperament, the other is charming and charming, both are extremely beautiful. The appearance of one is enough to attract attention, but the appearance of two at the same time is even more shocking.
It's hard to look away.
What's even more surprising is that two beautiful women with different styles were led by the same man! After the eyes in the ruined temple turned on the faces of the two women, they all fell on Wang Yingxuan's face to see what this man had.
What a difference.
"It's just a pretty boy. Are pretty boys more popular now?" A disciple of the Beggar Clan muttered.
There were also a few middle-aged young Beggar Clan disciples, their eyes wandering over the two women. Looking at the dilapidated hall and the young Wang Yingxuan, they couldn't help but feel anxious in their hearts.
But the long-faced old man sitting alone was tutting.
Although he is not a lustful person, when he meets such a stunning woman, he can't help but have strange thoughts. I am so good at martial arts, why haven't I met such a woman? How can this boy be so virtuous?
indivual.
"Boy, I think you have good qualifications, how about you become your teacher?" The old man looked at Wang Yingxuan and suddenly said.
Wang Yingxuan originally wanted to talk to the two women affectionately, and temporarily tolerated their looks. Unexpectedly, the old man actually opened his mouth to provoke. Wang Yingxuan glanced at the old man and sneered: "Who are you?"
The old man was extremely angry, then he thought that he hadn't reported his name yet, no wonder this boy didn't know, he sneered and said: "What an arrogant boy. I, Heavenly Blood Crazy Sword Zuo Lie, what do you think I am!"
Hiss! It was as if a cold wind was pouring into the ruined temple, and all the Beggar Clan disciples couldn't help but tremble!
The Sky Blood Crazy Sword! This name is very resounding in the world, and every time it appears, it will be accompanied by a bloody storm! The Sky Blood Crazy Sword’s strongest record is to destroy sixteen people in Changyun Mountain in one day.
Shanzhai, killing more than a thousand people!
Unexpectedly, the ferocious flames of the Heavenly Blood Crazy Sword were staying with them in a ruined temple! The Beggar Clan disciples shivered all over, and unconsciously shrank back, having lost their lust for the woman just now!
Regarding this name, Wang Yingxuan and the others did not have much reaction.
Wang Yingxuan sneered and said: "I've never heard of it. I'm in a good mood now and I'm not as familiar as you. If you continue to be ungrateful, I won't be polite!"
"Haha...haha..." The Sky Blood Crazy Sword was almost dumbfounded. This kid didn't even know his own name. Did he wander around in the world for nothing? Looking at his look, it was clear that he was not pretending, he had never heard of it.
My own name!
The Heavenly Blood Crazy Sword felt that his showoff just now was shown to a blind man!
He couldn't hold back the anger in his heart anymore, he laughed ferociously and said: "Boy, today I will let you know how the name of the Sky Blood Crazy Sword came from!"
As Zuo Lie, the Heavenly Blood Crazy Sword, rushed towards Wang Yingxuan, he grabbed Wang Yingxuan with one claw.
Wang Yingxuan smiled coldly, took a step forward, and met him with a light palm!
Ah! All the disciples of the Beggar Clan exclaimed. This young man was probably going to be beaten into a pulp with just one palm!
Zuo Lie turned his claws into palms and faced Wang Yingxuan.
Poof! A strong wind rushed out from the intersection of his palms, and the sinister smile on Zuo Lie's face suddenly froze.
The imagined situation of blasting the opponent with one palm did not appear at all. Palms with power not weaker than his appeared from the opposite side, rushing towards him like the Yangtze River.
Bang! Zuo Lie's body took two steps back.
"How is it possible? Such a young boy actually has such inner strength!" Zuo Lie's eyes almost burst out!
The group of Beggar Clan disciples all opened their mouths, unable to believe the situation before them.
"Who are you?" Zuo Lie stepped back and took the big knife in his hand! But he did not continue to take action. First-class masters fight. If there is no overwhelming advantage, even if they win, it will be a miserable victory!
"Do you want to kill Zuo Lie? If you don't kill him, you will be in trouble in front of me. If you kill him, it will ruin my mood."
Wang Yingxuan thought in his mind, the breath on his body was hesitant. When the breath was condensed, there was no response at all. When the breath was strong, Zuo Lie also felt the sharpness and chill in his body!
Who is this person? He is so young, and his level is much higher than mine. It is really bad luck today. Zuo Lie's heart is ups and downs, and the ghost knife in his hand lights up slightly.
Wang Yingxuan suddenly sneered, pointed to the door and said: "Get out now, I won't argue with you!"
The disciples of the Beggar Clan were immediately stunned!
Who is this young man, and why is he so arrogant? How dare you tell Zuo Lie to get out! What a first-class master, what status and status he has, he will definitely fight for his life or death after hearing these words.
Thinking of this, these Beggar Clan disciples involuntarily stepped back, fearing that the fight between the two would affect them!
"Jie Jie!" Zuo Lie laughed dryly and said: "The green mountains will not change, and the green water will always flow." His body was like a goshawk, and he flew out of the gate of the ruined temple in one leap!
Haha! These disciples are all stupid! How could this happen? Didn’t Tianxue Crazy Sword Zuo Lie have a violent temper and kill thousands of people if he disagrees? When did he have such a good temper?
Wang Yingxuan's eyes were cold, he swept away the Beggar Clan disciples and shouted: "Get out!"
This sound contained a violent sound, and these Beggar Clan disciples felt their heads roaring, and a coldness surrounded their whole bodies, as if they were being swept by swords.
Ah! Everyone exclaimed and ran out.
These Beggar Clan disciples recovered from their fear, stood up and ran away without saying a word. Tianxue Crazy Sword Zuo Lie even escaped, not to mention minor characters like them.
Zhang Zilong also stepped forward: "Wang Daxia, Sect Master Mu."
Wang Yingxuan nodded and said: "Old Zhang, let's chat, you stay outside and don't let anyone come and disturb you." Zhang Zilong nodded and left.
Wang Yingxuan stretched out his hand and grabbed the pile of flames lit by the Beggar Clan disciples. The entire pile of flames was grabbed and moved to the center of the ruined temple.
"Sister Muzhen, Qingqing, let's sit over here."
At that moment, the three of them sat in front of the fire. Watching the crackling flames, Wang Yingxuan was distracted and didn't know what to say.
Mo leaned lightly on Wang Yingxuan and didn't think about anything.
Mu Xiaoqin pinched Wang Yingxuan and said, "Yingxuan, how did you and Qingqing meet?"
Wang Yingxuan chuckled and asked first: "Sister Mu, do you think a man can have multiple wives?"
Mu Xiaoqin blushed and spat: "You should ask Qing Qing this question, what I said won't have any effect."
Wang Yingxuan took a peek at Mo Qingqing and saw that she was still expressionless, as if she hadn't heard this sensitive topic.
Wang Yingxuan felt guilty, gritted his teeth and asked: "Qingqing, how many wives do you think a man can have at most?"
ps: Thanks to the two brothers, Kuafengjuancaocao and [Goodbye Ideal] for their reward support.