"Good boy, do you really think I can't help you?" Peng Yuezu's face turned from white to blue, veins popped up on his temples, his right hand slowly rose, his five fingers were slightly bent, it looked like a palm but not a palm, like a claw but not a claw, it seemed
He is performing an extremely mysterious pulse technique.
At this moment, a bright red light suddenly appeared in Peng Yuezu's palm, and a red and greasy tongue of fire suddenly shot out from it, turning into a long dragon, flying into the sky, and the flames burned blazingly.
This tongue of fire is not an ordinary thing, but the fire condensed by Peng Yuezu's cultivation. It is so powerful that it can penetrate all hard things.[
As soon as the fire came out, the air around the entire courtyard suddenly soared to a terrifying level, and began to crackle and explode. The spring water in the distance was steamed by the heat wave, and bubbles seemed to appear in circles, like the sun.
Just hang it on your head and expose the lower part to the sun.
"Um!"
Liang Shaochong's expression also became solemn, and he felt the heat wave coming from the fire hitting his skin, causing bursts of pain, almost as if he had fallen into a fiery hell and was roasting.
No one noticed that during the fierce fight between Liang Shaochong and Peng Yuezu, there was already a pair of very, very beautiful eyes leaning into the door of the bamboo building, watching the thrilling scene inside.
At this time, those beautiful eyes screamed in surprise as soon as they saw this situation.
"Grandpa, no..."
A quick yet crisp sound sounded.
As soon as he heard this voice, Peng Yuezu suppressed his anger, raised his palms and closed them. The terrifying fire immediately disappeared, and the temperature of the air around the shadow seemed to drop quickly.
At this moment, a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old walked out of the bamboo building.
This girl has a petite figure, curved eyebrows, bright eyes, and a beautifully carved face without any flaws. From the tip of her hair to the tips of her toes, she not only displays a beautiful posture, but also reveals a breath of beauty in her extreme beauty.
Quiet, both dignified and composed, but there was a hint of sadness in her eyes.
"Um!"
Liang Shaochong's eyes lit up, and he felt that as soon as the girl appeared, a bright light suddenly illuminated in front of you. He had to admit that the appearance and temperament of the girl in front of him were not inferior to the terminally ill girl Jiang Zhijing.
The girl moved slowly and walked directly to Peng Yuezu. She smiled faintly and asked, "I wonder what the young master wants to see Wu Baifeng and his daughter?"
The voice is gentle and peaceful, like an oriole coming out of the valley, making people listen to all the pores and feel comfortable.
"I was originally entrusted by Wu Baifeng to deliver something to Senior Peng Yuezu. Later, I heard that Wu Baifeng had arrived at Senior Peng's place before me and his life might be in danger, so I hurried over." Liang Shaochong.
Said slowly.
"What a coincidence! Master Liang, Wu Baifeng and his daughter are not here? I wonder what Wu Baifeng wants Master to hand over to my grandpa? Can you take it out?" The girl smiled, and a pair of dimples suddenly appeared on her cheeks.
The light is bright and dazzling.
Liang Shaochong looked away and said slowly: "If I hadn't met Wu Baifeng and his daughter, I wouldn't have given that thing to you?"
"This is a bit troublesome. If Mr. Liang can trust this little girl, why don't you put that thing at my place first, and I will let you know when Wu Baifeng and his daughter come back." The girl smiled again and said.
Her voice is soft and graceful, and moving, but within the softness, there is a kind of determination that people cannot resist.[
"no!"
Liang Shaochong shook his head decisively and said.
The girl's face changed slightly, but then her eyes changed and she smiled sweetly: "Master Liang, we have to take a step back. As long as you tell your true origin and purpose, I can take you to see Wu Baifeng and his daughter. You see
how?"
Liang Shaochong was moved in his heart and thought: "How dare they still not believe that I am Liang Shaochong?"
If Wu Baifeng and his daughter had been here, they would have told them about their situation, and they would definitely know that in the future, a man named Liang Shaochong would give them the "Tian Yuan Gang Fist" boxing scripture.
But now, when Peng Yuezu and the girl heard his name, they were not surprised at all, but instead doubted his identity.
When he thought of this, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed through Liang Shaochong's mind: "Could it be that the old man in gray in front of him is not Peng Yuezu, but a fake? No, no! This old man actually knows how to fly the dragon. It seems that this person
It was Peng Yuezu who was suspicious. But why did they feel like they were facing a formidable enemy as soon as he announced his name? Could it be that something happened?"
Liang Shaochong laughed loudly and said slowly: "It seems that you don't believe my origins? If you can call Wu Qingmei out, she will..."
But before he could finish his words, he suddenly heard a long laugh coming from a distance, splitting the sky.
The laughter was high-pitched and long, deafening, full of fierce killing power, and there was a faint roar of thunder, oscillating around like a torrent, breaking the tranquility of the countryside and filling it with echoes that lasted for a long time.
, several birds flew up in fright, and the bamboo building at the site of the earthquake also rattled and accumulated dust!
This laughter reached the ears of Peng Yuezu and the girl, and it was like thousands of sharp needles piercing into their minds. At the same time, there was a look of horror on their faces, and their faces turned pale and became panic-stricken.
"Peng Yuezu, today is the last day. If you still don't agree to submit to me, I will level the entire 'Tingfeng Tower' tonight and kill your disciples and grandchildren."
After the laughter, there was a shrill and harsh sound, like a midnight cry or a ghost crying in the wilderness. The unbearable sound came rolling in from a distance.
"Hmm! This person's cultivation level is at least a mid-level pulse warrior at the fifth level of pulse sense, and he can also possess a high-level Huangpin pulse gate." Upon hearing the power of the voice, Liang Shaochong had roughly guessed the opponent.
of cultivation.
At this time, when he heard the threatening voice in the distance, Liang Shaochong suddenly realized that Peng Yue's ancestors and grandsons had always suspected that he was someone else's accomplice and were wary of themselves.
Peng Yuezu was immediately so angry that his hair stood on end. A murderous aura spread from his spine to his neck and quickly spread throughout his body. His eyes burned with anger and he roared: "If you have the guts, come here, I'm not afraid of you!
"
But at this time, there was no response from that shrill and harsh voice.
The girl frowned and comforted: "Grandpa, don't be angry! Let's discuss how to deal with this person?" Then she turned to Liang Shaochong, smiled faintly, and said: "This young master, no matter where you are from, you are
If it’s not Liang Shaochong, what’s the purpose of coming here? Please leave immediately now, otherwise you’ll get into trouble and you’ll be in endless trouble.”
"Why do you say that?" Liang Shaochong raised his brows and asked.
"Do you know who this person is?" There was a layer of sadness on the girl's face, with a hint of melancholy. Her brows were lightly furrowed, and her eyes were full of hatred.
"I don't know!" Liang Shaochong shook his head and said.