The fortune teller calmed down, he had no time to hurt Chun Beiqiu, Murong Chong's big leather boots were about to fall down.
The fortune teller hurriedly struggled to avoid him. Murong Chong felt even more happy when he saw that he was scared.
This time, I want to let him see who is destined to live in only three or five days!
"You said yesterday that my life is only three to five days, right?"
Both sides are being held up by Xianbei people. Today, this magic teller who has a lotus tongue and specializes in deceiving people, even if he has three heads and six arms, he can't escape.
So Murong Chong changed his impulsive personality and paced slowly in front of him.
After all, he is a Xianbei aristocrat, and he always needs to have some style.
"The general is joking. I'm not talking about the general. I'm talking about myself!"
"Look, the general came and beat me up today. My bones are not strong to begin with, but aren't I just about to run out of strength?"
Being able to bend and stretch has always been the highest criterion for a good fortune teller.
Arriving in a field like this, isolated and helpless, if he didn't beg for mercy, he would really be beaten to death.
The miserable look he looks like now is really a bit sympathetic.
However, Murong Chong didn't listen to a single word.
"Stop talking nonsense here!"
"Do you think I can spare you if you give in?"
"I'm telling you, stop dreaming!"
"See if I don't kick you to death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Chong suddenly stood up and took a flying kick.
The arms of the strong men on both sides were like steel bars. The fortune teller struggled desperately, but he couldn't move even half a step.
My life is over!
A gust of cool wind hit him, and the fortune teller closed his eyes in despair.
A real man!
I would rather die standing than kneeling!
"bring it on!"
"come!"
The fortune teller shouted twice and was ready to say goodbye to this world.
One person has to take responsibility for his work. If he makes others unhappy by talking too much, he deserves to be beaten today. He has no one to blame.
Bang!
There was a crisp sound, and he deserved to be kicked, but he didn't get it.
"What do you want to do!"
"Let go of the general!"
The fortune teller felt his sides loosen up, and his body fell to the ground lightly.
"This is……"
"Magic soldiers descend from heaven?"
At the critical moment when Murong Chong was about to fly up and kick the fortune teller away, Wang Mi arrived quickly with Liu Yu and others.
Liu Yu reacted quickly. When he saw something strange here, he flew in front of Murong Chong.
There is no suspense about what happens next.
It doesn’t matter whether you are a Xianbei or a Jie, just twist his thigh and throw it down!
The villain dies because he talks too much.
When Wang Mi saw this scene, this line immediately came to his mind.
Murong Chong was always a showman, so he was no match for a Jingkou tiger like Liu Yu. Liu Yu struck out, as fast as the wind, and with one move, Murong Chong was overthrown.
Murong Chong also brought a group of brothers to make trouble. Seeing their eldest brother being bullied, these people would not sit still and wait for death.
The fortune tellers couldn't care less and all jumped up.
Liu Yucai was not afraid of them. At a glance, there were only seven or eight people around Murong Chong, so they were nothing to be afraid of.
"who are you?"
"How dare you hit me, the general!"
With Liu Yu and Tan Pingzhi protecting him in front, Wang Mi went around to Shen Suanzi and helped him up.
"Mr. Duan, who exactly is he?"
"He is Murong Chong."
As a fellow Xianbei person, Duan Xian was very familiar with the Xianbei royal family. He recognized them when he saw them from a distance on the street.
"Murong Chong?"
"Is he Murong Chong?"
Wang Mi turned to the fortune teller excitedly. He really couldn't understand why he, a fortune teller, would offend Murong Chong.
"Yes, he is Murong Chong."
Daqing, this fortune teller, also knows Murong Chong's true identity.
This is very interesting.
After being beaten like this, he didn't even ask for mercy. It seemed that this fortune teller was no longer an ordinary person.
"Xian Duan, what do you think?"
Meeting an old acquaintance from Xianbei, Duan Xian would definitely not give up.
Duan Xian gritted his teeth: "Don't worry, let Jinu and the others come first."
Good guys, this is on a first-come, first-served basis.
Then let’s take a look at Liu Yu’s performance first.
Both Liu Yu and Liu Yu have rich fighting experience, so they will not give them a chance to breathe.
The two brothers were back to back, using fists and kicks to attack the strong Xianbei men.
In the midst of the chaos, Duan Xian's sharp eyes were like those of a hunting falcon, and he found an opportunity!
"What are you going to do?"
Duan Xian raised his feet and walked straight over. Wang Mi knew without looking that his target must be Murong Chong!
"Teach Murong Chong a lesson, Xiaolang, just wait here, I can deal with him by myself." Duan Xian was very confident. Wang Mi would not participate in this kind of fighting and killing.
However, how could he stop Xiao Wang? Wang Mi would never let himself be absent from such a lively event that happened once in a century. The key was that he keenly sensed that there must be a story between Duan Xian and Murong Chong, and
This time is a good opportunity to listen to a story.
The only obstacle is the man behind him.
"Run now while no one is paying attention!"
The two of them were going to deal with Murong Chong, and it was not appropriate to bring the fortune teller, who was seriously injured, with him. Seeing as he was also smart, he should be able to save himself.
Murong Chong's men were just trying to kill people, and they were so vicious that the fortune teller's face was covered in bruises, but he wiped the blood from his mouth and said: "No!"
"I'll go with you!"
Little brother, you can do it, you are quite brave.
Wang Mi supported the fortune teller, and Duan Xian quickly approached Murong Chong.
Covering his mouth and twisting his neck, he abducted Murong Chong into a narrow alley.
Woo woo woo...
You...what are you doing!
Murong Chong had just gotten up, and before he could figure out where these brave men came from, he was turned into an alley.
Who are these people?
It’s too dark to start with!
"You...who are you?"
Just now, Duan Xian had his back turned to Murong Chong, and Murong Chong could not see clearly what the person who robbed him looked like.
He didn't react until Duan Xian let go of his hand.
The person in front of me is obviously very familiar, but I don't know the right number.
"General Murong doesn't recognize me anymore. It really breaks my heart!"
This sinister tone tells a story as soon as you hear it.
Wang Mi took the fortune teller and hid aside to watch the excitement.
"You can forget me, but our Duan family can't forget you."
Before he finished speaking, Murong Chong's expression changed.
"Are you from the Duan family?"
"Exactly."
"That day you Murong clan expelled my Duan clan from the territory, and my clan was forced to wander in a foreign land. Today is the day we have been waiting for!"
"Xiao Lang, how do you think we should deal with it?"
Duan Xian blocked Murong Chong firmly in the alley. The other end of the alley was also blocked, and there was no way out.
Duan first planned to settle an old score with Murong Chong, and Wang Mi also saw clearly that "Dare to Love" is a series about the past and present love and hatred between Duan and Murong.
"No need to ask, of course he will be beaten to death!"
Wang Mi said this through gritted teeth. There was no doubt that this was his decision!