"Yes! When meeting Miss Zhijing, it would be best if I could kill that brat's majesty? Isn't it just relying on the protection of my ancestors to misbehave outside and pick up girls that I like?" Liang Shaochong's heart suddenly brightened.
, thought to himself.
However, how can the majesty of killing that strange man face to face prevent Liang Shaochong from using his plan?
At this moment, there was a commotion among the crowd on the left.[
I saw a beautiful girl being chased crazily by a group of fierce men. She was so frightened that she rushed into Liang Shaochong's arms like a lost sheep.
"Um!"
Liang Shaochong's expression couldn't help but change, and he realized that the beautiful girl in front of him was actually Peng Huijuan, the granddaughter of Peng Yuezu whom he had just separated from a few days ago.
Behind her, the group of fierce men were all at the first level of the Pulse Gate. The middle-aged man leading them was actually a lower-level Pulse Warrior who had reached the third level of the Pulse Gate. They all had fierce looks and evil eyes.
Fiery fireworks were erupted from the center, as if they were going to burn Peng Huijuan into soot.
Peng Huijuan hugged Liang Shaochong's body. She couldn't help trembling, her face was pale, and she said with a pale face: "Mr. Liang, please help me quickly?"
She raised her head and looked at Liang Shaochong, with a helpful look in her eyes. Her breath was like blue, and her mature breasts rubbed tightly against Liang Shaochong's arms, which made Liang Shaochong feel a strange feeling in his heart.
At this moment, a group of fierce men surrounded him one after another.
One of them, a middle-aged man about forty years old, with a dark face and a deep depression between his brows, stared at Peng Huijuan fiercely and said viciously: "Little girl, let's see where you run!"
As he spoke, the middle-aged man took a step forward, danced his right hand, opened his five fingers, and countless black gang energy surged out, condensing into five finger rays, tearing the air, making an explosion, and then forming a big hand.
The top was like a pot lid, covering Peng Huijuan fiercely.
Pu Chi, Pu Chi, Pu Chi!
If Peng Huijuan was caught by this big hand, I am afraid that her whole body would immediately fly into the air and fly upside down into the hands of the middle-aged man.
"Break it for me!"
Liang Shaochong gave a cold shout and suddenly pointed out with one finger.
There is no pulse power running on this finger, it is purely a force. The violent energy rises into the sky and gathers into a huge finger pillar. With a loud rumbling sound, it suddenly hits the middle-aged man's big hand.
broken.
The middle-aged man's face changed slightly. He did not expect that the young man in front of him was so powerful. He immediately raised his fist towards Liang Shaochong and said slowly: "Friend, I hope you won't meddle in other people's business. This is a dispute between me and that girl."
Then, the middle-aged man's face darkened, showing a sinister expression, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and shouted: "Little girl, hand over the letter box quickly!"
Peng Huijuan immediately looked frightened and lay tightly in Liang Shaochong's arms. She was so frightened that she said timidly: "What did you say? I don't even know what a letter box is."
"Hmph! Why don't you confess it honestly? Your friends have already confessed it? That emerald-spotted pigeon was captured, so the letter box must be on your body?" the middle-aged man said fiercely.
"I really don't know what a letter box is?" Peng Huijuan said innocently.[
The middle-aged man softened his tone and said: "Little girl, as long as you hand over the letter box, I will not hold anything against you in the past, and let your friends go? Otherwise..."
At this moment, the middle-aged man's eyes shot out like two electric torches, and he glared hard at Peng Huijuan and shouted: "Otherwise, I, the Purple Flame Sect, will pursue you to the death. Not only will I kill you, but I will also
I will also destroy all nine of your tribes."
Peng Huijuan seemed to be frightened by the middle-aged man's words. She subconsciously retreated behind Liang Shaochong, with tears still shining in her eyes, and cried softly: "What did you say? I really didn't take your mailbox?"
I swear, if I lie to anyone, I will be struck by lightning and no good will come..."
"Ha ha……"
Liang Shaocheng suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, and shouted coldly: "Who did I think he was, so arrogant? It turns out that he is just a bunch of scoundrels from the Ziyan Sect?"
Liang Shaochong had never had a good impression of the Ziyan Sect. When they were at Wushabao, Chen Muji and Wu Qinghong had been making things difficult for him. But then another disciple of the Ziyan Sect, Li Daqiu, came, and this person led a group of
People surrounded and killed Liang Shaochong, Ye Yingying and others.
Later, Liang Shaochong received the guidance of Madam Zhu, learned the prophetic technique, and killed all Li Daqiu in one fell swoop.
"Boy, who are you? How dare you insult me, the Ziyan Sect?" As soon as the middle-aged man heard Liang Shaochong's sarcasm, his eyes immediately flashed with intense brilliance, and he looked at Liang Shaochong coldly, filled with deep anger.
With murderous intent, he clenched his fists tightly and made a snapping sound, as if he was about to kill him.
The middle-aged man saw that Liang Shaochong dared to openly insult the Ziyan Sect, and he still had a fearful expression on his face. He was probably a disciple of another powerful mid-level sect.
Peng Huijuan immediately stretched out her neck, made a face at the middle-aged man, and said, "What's his name? I'll scare you to death if I say it."
Liang Shaochong was afraid that Peng Huijuan would say his name, so he immediately said: "Who am I? You don't need to worry about me? What's the purpose of you leading a group of men to hunt down a woman?"
The middle-aged man didn't know Liang Shaochong's identity, so he didn't dare to be too presumptuous for a while, and immediately said slowly: "As I said just now, this girl stole our green-spotted pigeon. This pigeon is really a trivial matter.
But it conveys very important news in my clan, and now the letter box carried on the dove's feet is missing?"
"What mailbox did I not take from you?" Peng Huijuan said anxiously.
"But the emerald-spotted pigeon happened to appear in the hands of this little girl? You didn't take it, who took it?" the middle-aged man said coldly.
Peng Huijuan rolled her eyes and said: "The green-spotted pigeon was injured and fell to the ground. I thought it was very cute and couldn't bear to let it die, so I picked it up from the ground. I was about to bandage its wound? You guys came out."
"Isn't it just a small letter box? I threw it away as soon as I lost it. Can't I just ask you Ziyan Sect to send another copy?" Liang Shaochong interjected.
Peng Huijuan suddenly poked her head out from behind Liang Shaochong, her grape-like eyes blinked at the middle-aged man, her long eyelashes raised high, and said: "Is that it? This gentleman has already said it, isn't it?
A letter box, why are you making such a fuss!"
Anger appeared on the middle-aged man's face and he shouted: "This letter box is related to the life and death of our Ziyan Sect. How can we just throw it away? Little girl, whether you take the letter box or not, you must go back with me.
?We will investigate this matter slowly?"
"Seeing how nervous this man is, could it be that the letter box contains some secret?" Liang Shaochong thought with a thought in his heart.
"I won't go back. If I go back, I will be like Wu Qingmei, trapped in a cell by you and not allowed to come out." Peng Huijuan immediately shook her head, snorted coldly, and said.
Liang Shaochong was stunned and said, "What, Wu Qingmei is here with you too."
"Yes, sir! After you left, Wu Qingmei went to look for you. We followed the direction you left and searched all day and night, but we couldn't find you. Later, Wu Qingmei said that you probably went to Fuxing Fucheng.
In this way, we rushed all the way." Peng Huijuan nodded immediately and said slowly.[
"Just this morning, we rushed outside Huichuan City and found a very cute pigeon falling from the air. We couldn't bear the pigeon to die outside, so we kindly picked it up, but then they appeared.
, you have to tell me what mailbox we took."
At this point, Peng Huijuan's face immediately showed a look of grievance, her beautiful and neat eyelashes trembled, and two strings of tears fell. Anyone could feel that she had been greatly wronged.
The emerald-spotted pigeon is a different species of pigeon. It is named because its feathers are covered with zebra-like emerald patterns, and the down on its head is like a blooming flower.
Don't underestimate the emerald-spotted pigeon. Although it looks cute and is much smaller than ordinary pigeons, an adult emerald-spotted pigeon can possess the tenth level of pulse sense.
Practitioners simply can't stand it, and it flies extremely fast, traveling tens of thousands of miles a day, making it the best monster for delivering urgent letters.
"We two girls are no match for them. Wu Qingmei ran slower and was already captured by them. Fortunately, I was smart and escaped. Mingming... Sir, if I had run slower, I might have been able to escape."
They will capture you and you will never be found again."
Having said this, Peng Huijuan threw herself into Liang Shaochong's arms again, and suddenly couldn't help but burst into tears. A string of tears fell on the back of his hands, and her pretty face was stained with tears.
When Liang Shaochong saw Peng Huijuan crying so sadly, he felt so sad that he hugged her, stroked her hair, and comforted her: "Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid! Is this all mine?"
"Um!"
Peng Huijuan then gradually stopped crying. Her delicate body, as smooth as jade and as gentle as cotton, pressed tightly against Liang Shaochong's majestic body. Her pretty face, which was lying on Liang Shaochong's body, suddenly showed a sly smile.
.
Peng Huijuan's graceful and moving girl's body lay on Liang Shaochong's body and trembled. It was like a wave of * current, which was quickly passed to Liang Shaochong.
Liang Shaochong immediately felt dizzy, his mind and body were trembling, and his breathing seemed to be suffocated.
Peng Huijuan is about the same age as Liang Shaochong, but her figure is bumpy and plump, and she is beautiful and charming. No man can refuse this kind of hug, and some men who do not have strong self-control,
There was an immediate urge to get angry in my heart.
And Liang Shaochong was the kind of person who had poor self-control in this area, and something immediately changed in his body.
"You are good or bad."
Peng Huijuan's cheeks were blushing, but a happy smile appeared on her face. She blew her breath like orchid and whispered into Liang Shaochong's ear.
Liang Shaochong was shocked and immediately thought of Jiang Zhijing's beautiful figure. It was like a wooden stick hitting his chest hard. He immediately became embarrassed and wanted to use both hands to hit Peng Huijuan.
Unexpectedly, Peng Huijuan hugged Liang Shaochong tightly, leaned closer, and said softly: "Mr. Liang, don't move! I have something to tell you. I discovered a huge secret of the Ziyan Sect?" (Unfinished)
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