Miss Murong still had that indifferent expression, but Xiaozhu chuckled: "Tell me, if we are not scared, where did you come from and where did you go back."
Xiaozhu had a joking tone and asked Qin Wushuang: "Sir, I wonder if you will be intimidated by him?"
Qin Wushuang wanted to get rid of the people of the Jiugong Sect quickly, and he already knew his origins very well. Of course, under this situation, he would not express his hatred too much. He just smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I am naturally not afraid.
It doesn’t matter what it is, but it doesn’t matter.”
Underneath his words, it was obvious that he did not take Mr. Zhao very seriously.
Mr. Zhao felt annoyed when he heard their voices full of joking. It was difficult to get angry in front of a beautiful woman, but he didn't need to hold back when facing Qin Wushuang.
He looked at Qin Wushuang with a sneer: "Your Excellency, this is not the first time we have met."
Qin Wushuang and Mr. Zhao met twice at Jiuwu Temple, and now this is the third time they met here. It is not surprising that Mr. Zhao has an impression.
"If I remember correctly, it was the third time." Qin Wushuang said calmly.
Mr. Zhao laughed loudly: "You have a good memory, but you don't know where you came from?"
"This lady is asking about you, why didn't you answer, but asked about me instead? I didn't want to scare everyone with my calendar." Qin Wushuang said calmly.
Xiaozhu couldn't help but said: "Hey, are you going to tell me or not? If you don't tell me, just go out quickly. No one here will welcome you."
Mr. Zhao sneered: "Little girl, what are you in a hurry for?"
Xiaozhu's face darkened and he said with a straight face: "Who is in a hurry? I just don't want you to ruin the scenery here."
Mr. Zhao was born into a noble family. When had he ever been ridiculed like this? His expression changed: "This girl is very sharp-tongued and really has no education."
Miss Murong said: "Your Excellency came uninvited and pushed the door open, but you are so educated?"
Mr. Zhao laughed evilly and said, "You are really verbose. I want to hear you play a little tune. Is that because I think highly of you? You, a geisha, are so pushy and pushy. Do you really think that you are the number one person?"
After he finished speaking, he raised his feet and took a few steps closer: "I want you to accompany me on a trip today."
After saying that, he jumped towards Miss Murong. Mr. Zhao was also angry with shame. According to his speculation, since these two women were living in restaurants and singing, they would not have high status. And this man had always been alone.
He walked alone, and he didn't seem to be such a great character. Now that he was feeling evil, he grabbed Miss Murong by the green arm.
Qin Wushuang shouted: "Don't be rude."
Just as he was about to intercept, he saw Miss Murong gently sweep her sleeve, and a string popped out from the piano body. In a flash of yellow light, it wrapped around Mr. Zhao's body.
With a slight movement of Miss Murong's fingers, Mr. Zhao became like a puppet, completely driven by a string, sitting and swaying left and right, as if he was drunk, without the ferociousness before.
Qin Wushuang was secretly surprised, and was dumbfounded when he saw this magical scene. In his eyes, Qin Wushuang had not seen that Miss Murong had such a powerful method.
Mr. Zhao, who should have a cultivation level in the middle Lingwu realm, was restrained by Miss Murong with just one move. Moreover, he suffered a disastrous defeat with no reaction and no room for struggle.
"Your Excellency, your head is a little hot. Go out and calm down." Miss Murong said with a hint of coldness in her tone and frowned slightly. It was obvious that she despised Mr. Zhao's behavior. With a slight lift of her arm, the restrained strings
Another strange light flashed, as if an invisible elastic force was produced, and Mr. Zhao was ejected like a cannonball.
Mr. Zhao thought he was going to be humiliated and fell miserably. Unexpectedly, when his toes landed on the ground, there was no momentum at all, allowing him to stand firmly.
No matter how courageous he was, he knew he had met a master. His face was full of disbelief, but he never dared to take a step closer, but walked downstairs in disgrace.
After suffering such shame and humiliation in this place, he naturally couldn't stay any longer. He was filled with hatred and left in anger.
Xiaozhu chuckled and said: "This person is really inexplicable. Miss, if I were you, I would definitely make him suffer a big loss."
Miss Murong sighed: "Xiaozhu, we have seen a lot of people like this along the way. Every one of them wants to be serious, and I don't know how many people have to be killed."
Qin Wushuang was filled with admiration for Miss Murong at this time: "I am blind, but I didn't expect Miss Murong to have special skills. I'm really disrespectful."
"It made Mr. Qin laugh. It's a pity that before the song ended, the whole mood was disrupted by this evil guest."
Qin Wushuang sighed: "If a song is not completed, it may become an eternal regret. Miss Murong, I have something important to do. Thank you for the hospitality, and I will leave now."
"Mr. Qin is leaving soon?" Xiaozhu asked with a chuckle.
Qin Wushuang sighed: "Everything in the world is just a banquet. Today I have the honor to meet Miss Murong, hear the music of nature's piano, and be entertained by Miss Murong. It is truly a blessing in my life. Miss Murong, please come."
Seeing that he was leaving, Miss Murong felt a little disappointed, but she nodded lightly: "Mr. Qin, the road ahead is long, take care."
"Ms. Murong, take care too."
Qin Wushuang broke out in a cold sweat and said goodbye. Miss Murong's action just now can be said to have deeply shocked Qin Wushuang's nerves.
Then a casual move could make Mr. Zhao so embarrassed. Miss Murong is so young, does she actually have a high level of spiritual martial arts?
Qin Wushuang found it unbelievable. If he had not witnessed it with his own eyes, he would not have been able to associate such a weak woman with such a strong man in the high spiritual martial arts realm.
However, facts speak louder than words.
"But I don't know which sect this Miss Murong is a disciple of? From her tone, she seems to be very vague about her origins. She must be an outstanding disciple of a large sect. Could she be a disciple of Jiuwu Temple? If it is Jiuwu Temple,
The disciples of Wushen Temple don’t practice in Jiuwuyuan, so they come here to waste time?”
Qin Wushuang thought about it and felt that he couldn't figure out a clue. He smiled bitterly and shook his head, thinking: "I just want to eat carrots and worry about it. This Miss Murong and I met by chance, and we have been strangers since then. Why should I care about her origins?"
Thinking of this, Qin Wushuang completely swept away those disturbing thoughts.
After Qin Wushuang settled Guan Xiao, he had no intention of staying in this restaurant. He was more concerned about where Mr. Zhao had gone. Qin Wushuang always had a persistence and wanted to kill Mr. Zhao first and let out a bad breath.
.
While he was searching, a figure turned around on the street. Qin Wushuang glanced out of the corner of his eye and felt a thump in his heart. This person turned out to be Zhu Dazhong!
Zhu Dazhong, who appeared here, should have completed the task he received from Jiuwu Temple. Zhu Dazhong was in a hurry and walked into Shao Bailong's restaurant.
Although Qin Wushuang stepped aside, he was still seen by Zhu Dazhong. As a strong man in the high-level martial arts realm, Zhu Dazhong has such a strong memory. After seeing Qin Wushuang once, he had an impression. Seeing him again now, he naturally couldn't help but look at Qin more.
Unparalleled eyes.
Qin Wushuang had a faint smile on his lips, but he was not afraid and walked out calmly. However, he felt regretful in his heart. With the appearance of Zhu Dazhong, it would probably be inconvenient for him to kill Mr. Zhao in the capital of Jiuwu Empire.
. I feel a little disappointed.
Disappointed, but not depressed, I just walked forward.
After walking a few steps, Zhu Dazhong suddenly shouted: "That guy in front of you, please walk slowly!"
Qin Wushuang knew to call him and stopped leisurely: "Call me?"
Zhu Dazhong walked over carefree: "I just called you. I look very familiar to you, as if I have seen you somewhere."
"Why am I not? Have you ever appeared at the branch of Jiuwu Temple?" Qin Wushuang deliberately pretended to be stupid, but his heart was awe-inspiring. This Zhu Dazhong is a high-level martial artist, and his eyes are impressive. Could it be from his body shape and temperament?
Got a hint of familiarity?
Sure enough, Zhu Dazhong shook his head: "I have seen Jiuwu Temple once, so I remember it. I thought I should have seen you somewhere."
Qin Wushuang sneered: "Then think about it slowly, I won't accompany you anymore."
Although Zhu Dazhong was domineering, he did not dare to cause trouble in the territory of the Jiuwu Empire. After all, he could not figure out Qin Wushuang's identity. If he caused big trouble, he would not hesitate to run away.
At this moment, another person from behind shouted: "Zhu Zongzhu, don't let him go!"
Zhu Dazhong looked back and saw who it wasn't Mr. Zhao. He obeyed Mr. Zhao's words. When he saw Qin Wushuang was about to leave, he shouted again: "Don't leave yet."
Qin Wushuang was displeased: "Where are you going?"
Mr. Zhao rushed up angrily: "Master Zhu, this guy, together with two bitches, humiliated me just now. Now that you are here, you can't just sit back and ignore me."
Zhu Dazhong said "Oh", looked at Qin Wushuang, and asked Mr. Zhao: "Where does this kid come from, how dare he insult you?"
Mr. Zhao shook his head and said: "Anyway, he is not from the Jiuwu Empire, otherwise he would not have to go to the Jiuwu Temple to receive the mission."
When Zhu Dazhong heard this, he thought it made sense. He looked at Qin Wushuang coldly and asked Mr. Zhao: "How do you plan to deal with this kid?"
Mr. Zhao said with a cruel smile: "Just break his legs."
Qin Wushuang was secretly concentrating. At this moment, a faint voice came from the restaurant: "It seems that I was too gentle before. You didn't learn a lesson at all."
Everyone looked over there, and Miss Murong slowly walked out with Xiaohuan Xiaozhu.
Mr. Zhao's expression changed, and he whispered a few words into Zhu Dazhong's ear. Zhu Dazhong looked at Miss Murong in surprise, with a wary look on his face: "Who is the girl? Is she a disciple of Jiuwu Temple?"
There are only a handful of young people in the entire human kingdom who can restrain Mr. Zhao with just a raise of their hands. Perhaps only the strongest young disciples of the strongest sect in the Shangpin Empire can do it.
Therefore, Zhu Dazhong would not dare to offend such people easily.
Miss Murong obviously did not want to be polite to Zhu Dazhong, but looked coldly at Mr. Zhao: "Why are you scolding me behind my back?"
Mr. Zhao subconsciously took two steps back, his face turning pale.
The word "bitch" did come out of his mouth just now, but he didn't expect that this woman could actually hear the conversation downstairs. Could it be that she has ears?