Lu Ming's surname has already tempered his surname very peacefully. In his eyes, most people are parallel to him and occasionally cross. If the other party or respects him, he will also respect them. However, this does not mean that he can tolerate being bullied, let alone family members!
If someone bullies himself, his family, friends, and Lu Ming's methods of doing things have always been unreserved. He can discuss sword ways with the Destruction Sword Saint, teach the old sword master Tai Chi sword, and even give Ouyang Luo the sword intent of the ten famous swords, but he can also make the Tang family disappear.
A drop of water should be rewarded with a spring of water, otherwise the same will be true!
This is Lu Ming, simple and practical.
"What is that woman's name?" Lu Ming asked on the way.
"Call, Zhao Fengyi." Qing'er took a breath and said, the young master grabbed his hand, so powerful and too fast, which made him feel like everyone's scenery was flying backwards for a moment.
Lu Ming knew the name and continued to run silently. He knew very well that even if the other party was a swordsman, Qing'er was not without the power to fight back. With her talent, it was possible to kill the other party if she wanted to. But she did not. She chose to bear silently for herself. But what if she didn't come to her today? Let all this happen slowly?
Even if a person bullies someone, if the other party chooses to endure silently, then the matter will never be over. Instead, it will become more severe with time. Moreover, during this period, they may come up with more tricks. This is the dark side of the person's surname. Many people are subconsciously restraining, but at the right time, it can also breed.
"Remember, if someone bullies you next time, you have to fight back. If the other party is strong, come to me directly. This is not a problem, and there is no shame."
Qing'er twitched her little head well. At this moment, the young master's back was so wide that it was like the safest safe haven.
"Which direction Zhao Fengyi lives?" Lu Ming slowed down and asked when he arrived at the door of the female swordsman's station.
Then when he saw the aspect pointed out by Qing'er, Lu Ming walked over with Qing'er like he was shopping.
The decoration of this row of rooms is very exquisite in both the walls and doors and windows, which is obviously more advanced than Qing'er's living. There are many boys and girls chatting at the door.
"May I ask, is Zhao Fengyi here?" Lu Ming asked lightly.
"Zhao Fengyi?" A good-looking girl looked at Lu Ming with a scrutiny look. During this period, many boys wanted to chat with our beautiful girl, but couldn't find an excuse. They all asked this way.
However, the boy in front of him obviously does not belong to that type of person. Although he looks young, he has beautiful eyebrows, a well-proportioned figure, and a very decent dress. What is rare is his politeness, which makes people feel very comfortable.
The girl swept three times up and down, and saw that the boys beside her were a little sour, so she shouted into the corridor: "Zhao Fengyi, there is a handsome guy coming to find you."
"Just come out." A loud voice echoed in the corridor, but there was a hint of domineering in the tone.
"Thank you." Lu Ming said.
"You're welcome." The girl waved her hands generously and continued to chat with others. Although this kid is quite handsome, it would be better not to have any ideas when he comes to find Zhao Fengyi. Moreover, the Jianyuan clothes on his body obviously do not belong to Fenghua City.
"Who is looking for me?"
At this time, with an arrogant voice, a girl wearing a bright yellow long skirt, 1.70 meters tall, beautiful face and a well-designed figure walked out.
"Are you Zhao Fengyi?" Lu Ming asked.
The girl next to her was surprised. It seemed that she had misunderstood. This kid was also a person who made excuses to chat with him.
Although the boys were still talking and laughing, they showed contempt in their eyes when they looked at Lu Ming inadvertently, as if they were saying, "I still want to play Zhao Fengyi like this?"
"I am." After Zhao Fengyi came out, her pair of beautiful apricot kernels kept looking at Lu Ming, but then she snorted softly: "The Sword Court Clothing you are wearing is from the small place in Tiandu City. I am not interested in people from that small place. You should not come to me in the future, so you should not..."
A crisp sound of "bang" was like a firecracker!
Almost everyone felt that Zhao Fengyi flew backwards at an extremely high speed, but this handsome boy seemed to have never even moved.
But how did Zhao Fengyi fly out?
At first, the girl who was surprised was even widening her eyes. After all, the boys who could come here to find Zhao Fengyi were all a little bit worthy, so her pretended to be intentional or unintentional, locked tightly on this side.
But what she never expected was that this boy who looked very polite and looked good was slapping him hard before he even finished Zhao Fengyi's words...
Zhao Fengyi tilted her face and flew backwards. Her very delicate mouth was twisting at this moment, spitting out a stream of liquid that was fused with saliva and blood, and went straight back to the corridor where she came out, and hit the wall on the opposite side.
With a 'bang', ** hit the hard wall, making a heart-wrenching sound.
"Ah..." The girls who reacted immediately screamed in surprise. They covered their faces with their hands tightly, and took the opportunity to be afraid of being in the arms of the boys nearby, and took a step towards what they usually wanted to do but were ashamed to speak out.
Seeing the slender and beautiful beauty hitting the wall hard, and then sliding down on the wall little by little, the boys twitched and their faces twisted: "We can't even date such a beauty. This kid... can he slapped mercilessly? Look at what kind of guy is in my arms? Then Zhao Fengyi, can you still do it?"
"Damn it!" A boy was extremely amazed: "Is this kid... he still a man?"
Qing'er's surprise was no less than these people. Unexpectedly, the young master actually beat him up, and he even beat him hard!
Qing'er knew very well what it meant at this moment, but the young master actually ignored everything for himself. If you have this young master, what should you ask for in life!
At this time, the night was already low, and the night wind in late autumn was already filled with a ruthless chill. However, in this brightly lit female swordsman's base, whether present or just out, seeing Lu Ming's slap that was more ruthless than Qiu Feng, everyone was extremely surprised and sweated heavily.
In the minds of almost everyone present, the beautiful Zhao Fengyi and the ruthless slap seemed to never be related to this life. This huge contrast made the companions standing beside her stunned for a moment and could not react quickly.
However, when these people saw the facts clearly, seven or eight swordsmen, both men and women, put their right hands on the steel sword at their waists as soon as possible. Even the quicker reaction of the swordsman had pulled the sword body about a foot long. For a moment, the sound of the sword's edge slashing the sword's sheath came one after another, and the cold light of the sword's edge flashed out, which made many people react and wanted to draw the sword.
Lu Ming tilted his head, glanced at the Jiansheng who wanted to draw his sword with indifferent eyes, and said, "If you want to draw a sword against me, you must think about the consequences."
"Ah?" The sword student who was closest to Lu Ming was pulled out the longest, but when he saw Lu Ming's eyes, his whole body seemed to be invaded by an extreme cold, and his trembling steps also retreated three or four steps to barely stand firm. He was still holding the sword in his left hand and holding the hilt of the sword in his right hand. He was very unsure where his sword should go, and he was stunned for a moment.
This Jiansheng Sword Realm has also reached the level of a second-front sword master. He will be a very talented person no matter where he is, at least his future status will not be lower than that of a city lord. However, his talent and talent instantly made him understand Lu Ming's eyes. It was the coldness, indifference, irrelevance, and no concern that would only appear when looking at dead people who were unfamiliar, and would not care at all.
The most important thing is that his words, although very simple, show a fact that after many swordsmen's swordsman's swordsman can no longer simply represent the swordsman. They represent the attitude, emotions, and even the surname of the swordsman. In the eyes of these people, as long as they draw the swordsman, it means life and death, but...
But how old is this kid? Look at his fairness as if he had never gone out, he must be a playboy in the local area. Can a person like him experience life and death?
However, his calm eyes and cold tone seemed to have really climbed a mountain of corpse and waded through a sea of blood, and his calm posture was simply outrageous!
How could this happen? The Jiansheng felt that his former smart head seemed to be completely useless now. He stepped back step by step, glanced at the sword held by his fingers, and then instantly took back the scabbard.
"Fortunately, I just pulled half of it!" Jiansheng was very glad and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. However, when he looked at the others quietly with his light, he found that the others were not slow, so he took back the sword, and then he looked like he was not in charge of his own affairs.
"What are you looking at? Haven't you also withdrawn the sword?" A girl who collected the sword moved her lips silently, rolled her eyes fiercely, and looked at the boy with contempt. She took the sword herself and became a natural thing to do at this time.
Under the contempt of this girl's eyes, the boys around him lowered their heads with a little shy look, with an awkward smile on their red faces, but they said they would not draw their swords, even Lu Ming's direction did not dare to look at even at one glance.
"Yaa?" The sword students in the distance were surprised. They were about to watch a good show. After all, this kid from another place beat Zhao Fengyi, but now it seems that her classmates stopped without fighting? Isn't this supposed to be?
The people on the periphery all looked surprised and walked closer involuntarily, wanting to see what was going on. (To be continued.)