Fu Tingyu's face turned red, he said yes, and glanced at Kang Long. Seeing that he didn't even look at him, he just half-hugged Wang Xueer, stamped his feet angrily, and snorted heavily. Kang Long was looking at the group of people who suddenly appeared.
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When the pale-faced young man saw Wang Xueer, his slender eyes unabashedly emitted lusty light, and he rushed forward, touched Wang Xueer's face, and said with a chuckle: "Oh, brother, I'm so embarrassed."
I feel sorry for my little brother, how could I find such a lovely person!"
Kang Long snorted coldly, and suddenly grabbed the pale young man's wrist, preventing him from moving, "Brother Fu? What kind of ungrateful slut is this?"
"What a bold little slave! You dare to touch Master Zhaoshou without kneeling down!" The sword-carrying samurai stepped over with a graceful and casual movement. He held the hilt of the sword behind his back with his right hand. It looked like he was ready to draw his sword at any time and stab Kang Long.
Die by the sword.
Several maids followed beside him, their eyes undisguised and showing signs of intoxication.
Fu Zhaoxin's face turned angry, he glared at Fu Zhaoshou and said, "Zhaoshou, what are you doing? This is my newly sworn brother Kang Long. Miss Xue'er is his wife, so don't be rude!"
Wang Xueer was so embarrassed that her face turned red and even more attractive. Fu Zhaoshou had a pair of lustful eyes without blinking, and saliva flowed from his mouth.
Kang Long let go of Fu Zhaoshou's wrist, cupped his hand and said: "It turns out to be the Third Young Master, I have met the Third Young Master!" Kang Long didn't take this Third Young Master to heart at all, and secretly despised him for his miserable appearance. But the warrior, on the other hand,
Get his attention.
The aura emanating from the warrior, as well as the warrior standing there, looking straight, holding the hilt of the sword, without any flaws, clearly shows that he is a real master and should not be underestimated.
"You, you bitch slave! How dare you grab my wrist, motherf**k, you dare to scratch and hurt me. This young master has fallen in love with your woman. That's to give you face. How dare you, a bitch slave, resist!" Fu Fu!
Zhaoshou took a few steps back, hid behind the warrior, pointed at Kang Long, and cursed angrily: "Wu Yun, kill him for me! I promise to put in a good word for you in front of my father and let my third sister marry him."
You!" He said while staring at Wang Xueer with his eyes.
Wu Yun was overjoyed and shouted loudly, "You bitch slave! Kneel down!" The long sword in his hand suddenly appeared with a clang, pointing diagonally at Kang Long.
Fu Zhaoxin and Fu Tingyu were furious at the same time. This Fu Zhaoshou, who had been doted on by Fu Yanqing, was lawless all day long and only wanted to cause trouble. But Fu Yanqing was grateful for his mother Guo and blocked the knife for him, saving Fu Yanqing's life, but he himself lost his life. Fu Yanqing lost his life.
She has always doted on Guo's third son, Fu Zhaoshou. Even though he was usually dissolute and got into trouble, he did not stop him.
Now, Fu Zhaoshou recruited Wu Yun, a master swordsman from nowhere, who was always against Fu Zhaoxin. It seems that Fu Zhaoshou was instigated by others and he also coveted the position of the next head of the Fu family.
According to Fu Yanqing's attitude towards Fu Zhaoshou, I am afraid that as long as he performs a little better, Fu Yanqing may really abolish the elder and establish a younger one, and pass the position of the next head of the family to Fu Zhaoshou. This has always been a hidden worry in Fu Zhaoxin's heart.
Wu Yun was a man with great swordsmanship. Except for the sword god Feng Wuqing of Haoran Hall, there were almost no opponents in the entire Luoyang City. Even Mu Qingyun, the disciple of the sword god and the helmsman of Jianghu Hall, was only tied with him. Ever since
After a battle in front of Jianghu Hall, he actually won the reputation of "Jade Lang Swordsman".
The most hateful thing is that Wu Yun took advantage of Fu Zhaoshou's power. Although he publicly respected him as the eldest young master, secretly he didn't take him seriously at all. Fu Zhaoshou actually threatened to speak kindly in front of his father Fu Yanqing today.
Marrying his third sister Fu Tingyu to Wu Yun made Fu Zhaoxin extremely angry.
Fu Tingyu was originally the bargaining chip he used to win over Kang Long, but Fu Zhaoshou actually said such words in order to vent his anger. Wu Yun was shocked since he saw Fu Tingyu, and has been stalking her. Now he heard that
Fu Zhaoshou said this, and he would definitely sacrifice his life for him and take action against Kang Long.
"Wu Yun! Do you want to rebel? My father is not in Luoyang, and everything about the Fu family in Luoyang is up to me. Get back!" Fu Zhaoxin shouted angrily.
"Hmph, brother, are you going to fall out with your own brother because of a dog slave?" Fu Zhaoshou sneered.
Fu Tingyu hated this third brother the most in his life. As an older brother, he would occasionally tease his biological sister. Sometimes, he would even absurdly want to peek at her bathing. Fortunately, Fu Tingyu had always been very guarded against him.
That's why he didn't succeed.
Now he actually threatened to marry Wu Yun, how could he not be angry, "Fu Zhaoshou, please be careful!" Fu Tingyu rushed into the inner house with red eyes, probably to complain to his mother.
"If you have the guts, try calling me a dog slave!" Kang Long pushed Wang Xueer away, stared at Fu Zhaoshou coldly, and shouted loudly.
At this time, Kang Long still had no restrained aura. It was as if he had changed into a different person. He had changed from the modesty he had when he entered the mansion. He stood with his feet in a three-in-one position, swinging his hands at will, giving people an unpredictable attitude.
, his eyes were like two lamps, emitting an extremely powerful light, without looking at Wu Yun who was standing in front of Fu Zhaoshou, and stared at Fu Zhaoshou angrily.
The practice of Xingyiquan places high demands on all parts of the body, and the eyes are no exception. The boxing proverb goes: "If the eyes are without spirit, the fist will be without soul." If the eyes are without spirit, the punches produced will have no momentum and no power.
It can be said.
Kang Long has cultivated Xingyiquan to the state of invisible and intentional. His fists are like the Yangtze River, roaring and roaring. His eyes are naturally extremely sharp and frightening to the soul.
He also paid attention to his loud shout, which is called taking the lead and boosting his momentum. Regardless of whether he is facing the enemy in peacetime or fighting the enemy in battle, he is very particular about the momentum. A loud shout will make the enemy's spirit succumb to it and chill his courage.
Although Wu Yun is a master of swordsmanship, and he also knows some of the power of momentum and eyes, compared to Kang Long, who has been born in two generations, there is a lot of difference in knowledge and demeanor. He is no match for him. Suddenly, he heard that Kang Long shouted loudly, and his eyes were soul-stirring.
, glared at Fu Zhaoshou without even looking at him. No matter in terms of momentum or demeanor, he was lacking a move. His body couldn't help but tremble, and his energy was pulling him. He was already losing to Kang Long in terms of momentum.
Fu Zhaoshou was even more unbearable. He had never been so intimidated before. His face turned red, his lips pursed, and he really didn't dare to say a word.
"Humph, get out of here!" Kang Long yelled again. Wu Yun raised his sword and barely raised his voice. However, Kang Long suddenly took a step forward and forced him to take a step back, making his momentum even weaker.
Kang Long sneered and said to Fu Zhaoxin: "Brother Fu, may I ask where the little brother is arranged to rest?"
Fu Zhaoxin saw everything in his eyes and was overjoyed. He was very lucky to have drawn Kang Long over and was even more determined to make things happen for Kang Long and Fu Tingyu.
He had heard a lot about Wu Yun's reputation in Luoyang. Wu Yun came from the south. As soon as he arrived in Luoyang, he began to challenge various sword masters in Luoyang. In more than twenty battles, he had never encountered a three-in-one general until he met him.
When Mu Qingyun went to Jianghu Hall, the two exchanged more than a hundred moves, and finally ended in a draw.
Kang Long was able to suppress this person in terms of momentum, which showed that his skill was obviously higher than that of Wu Yun. Such a master was simply a god of war sent by God to assist Fu Zhaoxin in achieving great things.
Behind Fu Zhaoshou were a group of domestic servants, all with earth-colored faces, but the maids widened their pretty eyes without blinking, looking at Kang Long with tanned skin and an even more charming appearance than Wu Yun in fascination.
Wang Xueer lowered her head and was overjoyed. Ai Lang defended her so much, even at the risk of offending the third young master of the Fu family. How could she be so happy and intoxicated? However, she also had some worries, fearing that these people would cause trouble for Kang Long later.
Fu Zhaoxin put his arm around Kang Long's shoulders affectionately, and without even looking at Fu Zhaoshou and Wu Yun, he led Kang Long and Wang Xueer straight to the backyard.
After everyone left, Fu Zhaoshou jumped up and cursed a few words. A servant next to him wanted to say a few words, but he slapped him across the face and vomited blood.
"Hmph, Wu Yun, don't you always brag about how great you are? Even Mu Qingyun is no match for you? You are the 'Jade Lang Swordsman', how come you are so unbearable when you meet that dog - that person? Hum.
, It is in vain for me to rely on you so much, it is a huge loss of face to me!" Fu Zhaoshou said bitterly.
No matter how dandy he was, thinking of Kang Long's previous appearance, he didn't dare to mention "dog slave" again.
Wu Yun's fair skin alternated between red and white, and he said coldly: "Third Young Master, I was just afraid that the boy would hurt you, so I tried my best to suppress my emotions. Otherwise, within ten moves, I will take his head off.