Chapter 28 The twenty-eighth round of breaking clouds and shaking the sky

At this moment, Mrs. Wan rushed to the side of the knight who had been dismounted by the long rope, grabbed his body and blocked it in front of her. "Flying Flowers in the Sky" Leng Bingyu suddenly turned around and shouted: "Let him go!" Mrs. Wan didn't hear it, she giggled and said, "Who am I? It turns out to be Master Leng. The full moon has not yet arrived, and Master Leng is in such a hurry. What is the reason for it?" Leng Bingyu's eyes were deep sunken, his eyebrows were as heavy as a mountain, and his face was so cold and rigid that he had no expression at all, but his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, his words were as cold as a knife, and he said coldly: "Don't let go, kill!"

Mrs. Wan was neither surprised nor angry, her kind face was still full of smiles, her hands were still holding on to the man tightly, and she said softly: "Why is Master Leng so angry? Although there is something wrong with Fan, the young master should also pity me, a lonely old woman, who forgets everything when he hears the name of his unworthy son and is anxious to see him." What she said was truly pathetic and touching. But Leng Bingyu was still indifferent, instead he sneered and said: "What you are holding is my subordinate Zhuang Ding, who is willing to sacrifice his life for me at any time, what's the use of threatening him?" His eyes were fixed, and he walked step by step past.

Mrs. Wan's eyes turned around, and she suddenly cried out in a trembling voice: "My God, there are many big men of you who are watching, isn't there any one who is willing to save my old lady's life? Look at my son..." Finally Pan Jicheng couldn't bear it any longer, he stepped forward, stood in front of Leng Bingyu, cupped his fists and said with a smile: "Master Leng invites you, this Mrs. Wan is the chivalrous hero in the Jianghu, 'Hero Yunmeng' Wan Zi Dear dear dear, the master of the young villa looks at Wan Daxia, why don't you raise your hand high?"

Leng Bingyu said coldly: "Who are you?" Pan Jicheng said: "Pan Jicheng, Pan, is here." Leng Bingyu raised her thick eyebrows, and said in a loud voice: "I've heard people in the world say that, apart from flirting with self-admiration and flirting with others, Pan Jicheng is also a hero with enough loyalty and blood..." His voice paused slightly, Pan Jicheng didn't know whether his words should be regarded as compliments or scolding, he was taken aback for a moment, but forced a smile and said: "Don't dare." Leng Bingyu sternly said: "Pan Jicheng, I respect you as a hero, I might as well tell you that although Leng Mou came out of the mountain this time, it was also for the meeting of Mount Tai, but mainly for a showdown with that hypocritical Wan Ziliang Male and female. Today, Wan Ziliang's mother violated my sect of "Liantian Villa", how can I let her go? Please get out of the way quickly, so as not to hurt the harmony between you and me..."

Pan Jicheng wondered: "Wan Ziliang treats people with sincerity all his life, and 'Lian Tian Shan Zhuang' also lives outside the world and has no disputes with others, but I don't know what is the difference between the young master and Wan Daxia?" Leng Bingyu sneered and said: "Treat people with sincerity... Humph, my second brother 'Jiangshang Feihua' Yu Chuan Jia I's fame, but Wan has spread rumors that he was defeated by that charlatan Fang Baoyu , making my second younger brother discredited and shameless, can this be regarded as treating people with sincerity?"

Pan Jicheng was startled again, and said in a low voice, "This..." The matter related to Fang Baoyu has become an unresolved case in Jianghu, and Pan Jicheng has never seen this matter, so naturally he has no way to explain it, and he cannot argue with it. Mrs. Wan yelled loudly: "My unfilial son has broken my heart a long time ago. If you know where he is, take me there quickly and wait for me to beat him hard with a stick. See if he dares Fight back?" Zhuang Ding of the "Liantian Villa" who was restrained by him was unable to move, but he showed no fear on his face, and said with a sneer at the moment: "I heard that Wan Ziliang is on the way, otherwise how can my young master Are you going in a hurry?"

Mrs. Wan turned her gaze, and suddenly let go of him. Leaning on crutches, she panted and walked to Leng Bingyu, smiled at Wanfu, and panted, "Let's go! Let's go together, I am also looking for that animal Settling accounts... also happens to help you vent your anger." When she acted like this, Leng Bingyu couldn't help being stunned, facing this old woman who was laughing, panting, and kept trying to help him out, how could he have the guts to make a move? Zhuang Ding brought the horse over, Leng Bingyu pondered for a while, stomped his feet hard, and flew onto the horse.Mrs. Wan touched the crutch, but it had already touched Zhuang Ding's saddle, and said: "Young people should walk more, let the old woman ride the horse!"

He whipped the horse and went away. That Zhuang Ding couldn't laugh or cry, he could only shout: "I heard that Wan Ziliang settled in the 'Quick Juyuan' in front, don't make a mistake." Pan Jicheng caught a glimpse of the poplar cart carrying the coffin still by the roadside, but the driver had disappeared, and the line of vehicles had already disappeared, so he said: "The horse over there, you untie your own horse, and then go. " Before he finished speaking, the man got on his horse and galloped away. Although "Kuaiju Garden" is in the opposite direction of Mount Tai, and although all the heroes are rushing to Mount Tai, who would not want to watch such a wonderful show?

But hearing people shouting and horses neighing, all the horses rushed to "Kuaijuyuan". "Kuaiju Garden" is located on the south bank of the Dahe River, in the northern suburb of Tongwaxiang.Although the copper tile room is small, it is called "Kuaiju Garden" and it is very famous in the Jianghu. In the garden, there are hundreds of trunks of flowers and trees, and tens of thousands of bamboo poles. Whenever the breeze blows, Ye Tao and the sound of bamboo sing together, and the green bamboos and red flowers make shadows. It is even more a spectacle, so the flowing water surrounds the garden, the winding paths lead to seclusion, and the victory of the garden is the best in the Central Plains.

Famous gardens have their own famous owners, and this "Kuaiju Garden" is the place where Qi Xing, a tycoon on the water of the Yellow River, "whale rider" has a birthday banquet, and it is privately owned. But Qi Xingshou is generous and forthright, the gate of the garden is open to friends all year round, now all heroes from all over the world are coming to the Central Plains Road, and the "Quick Gathering Garden" is even more so. From time to time, the laughter came from the surrounding towers, making this beautiful garden another scene. In the bamboo forest beside the rockery, there is a person walking back and forth with his hands behind his back.Although his steps were heavy, his eyes were extremely bright.

Just to the east, south, west, and north of this person, in places where the lights are difficult to reach from more than ten feet away, or by the side of the mountain, or under the tree, there are one or two figures standing quietly in the darkness, as if they are deliberately Inadvertently peeking at the figure in the bamboo forest, there is another person in the flowers farther away, a small hat in green clothes, staring blankly at the bunch of flowers that are about to wither in front of him, seems to have been fascinated by it, but he turns his head to look into the bamboo forest from time to time .But the people in the bamboo forest seemed to be completely immersed in contemplation, completely unaware of everything around them. All of a sudden, a man came rushing in a panic, through the miscellaneous woods, over the gravel road, over the green board bridge, and went straight to a brightly lit bluestone painting boat by the stream. The sound of hurried footsteps shattered the contemplation of the people in the bamboo forest, and also disturbed the joy of the people in the painting boat.The owner of the garden, Qi Xingshou, frowned, looked out, and said in a deep voice, "Why are you so panicked?" The running young man had already stopped outside the painting boat, but his panting was still not subsided, his chest heaved unceasingly, he pointed his finger back and said, "A... great hero is here." Qi Xingshou's face was heavy like a jujube, his long beard fluttered, and he said slightly angrily: "Heroes from all over the world, I don't know how many of them come here every day. Who is coming here at this moment, so that you are so at a loss?" The boy said: "But...but this person is different..." Qi Xingshou said: "Who is he? What's the difference?" The young man said: "He is the young owner of the 'Lian Tian Villa', the 'Flying Flowers in the Sky' Leng Bingyu..." Before he could finish his sentence, Qi Xingshou was already moved. Unknowingly, he reached out and touched a scar on his cheek - this scar was left on his face by "flying flowers in the sky" years ago. He left this scar and this life for him. To this day, Qi Xingshou still doesn't know whether to be grateful or resentful towards Leng Bingyu, he stared blankly for a long while before Fang Zichang sighed: "Please, please hurry up!" He raised his head, but Leng Bingyu had quietly come to him. Qi Xingshou snatched out the boat, cupped his fists and said with a smile: "Brother Leng came from afar, but I have never greeted him from afar..." Leng Bingyu said coldly: "There is no need to be polite between you and me, I just ask you, where are Wan Ziliang and the seven martial arts disciples in the garden at the moment?" Qi Xingshou was stunned, and said: "Hero Wan? How often has he been here?...The rumors on the road are so untrue, Brother Leng, I'm afraid you heard it wrong, right?" Leng Bingyu said: "Why do others lie to me?" Suddenly, a person in the dark shouted: "Although Wan Ziliang is coming, there are obviously some of the seven disciples here. Master Leng, you must not be fooled by Qi Xingshou." Leng Bingyu sneered, looked straight at Qi Xingshou, and said: "Could it be that the seven disciples are also like Fang Baoyu, a fanatic in name only, and heard that Leng was looking for him, so he avoided meeting him?" Qi Xingshou avoided his gaze, forced a smile and said, "I don't know who is talking nonsense, how could the seven disciples..." Suddenly, a person came out of the painting boat, and said in a deep voice: "There are indeed some of the seven disciples here, what do you want?" I saw this person with swords and eyebrows flying, and there was often a murderous look between his brows, it was "Huaiyang" Yang is not angry. Although at first glance he looks as vigorous as before, but upon closer inspection, one can find that his complexion is sallow and haggard, and his eyes are far less sharp than before. The light on the painting boat was as bright as daytime, his sallow complexion was obviously not stained by the light, but because of repeated injuries and many days of worry, he had lost both vitality and blood. The people in the bamboo grove saw Yang Buhu at a glance, their eyes immediately showed excitement, they suddenly rushed a few steps, and then stopped abruptly, their excited eyes were full of pain - although he wanted to rush out of the bamboo grove, but he seemed to have no idea what to do. An invisible shackle locked his feet, preventing him from rushing out of the bamboo forest. I only heard Leng Bingyu say: "The seven disciples, are you the only one here?" Yang Bunu sternly said: "Yang Bunu alone is enough to deal with you madman." Leng Bingyu said: "Okay! Leng also happened to learn Huaiyang's secret technique 'Eagle Claw Magic Hand' first." Withdrawing his shoulders and shaking his wrist, the "Poyun Zhentian Pen" was in his hand. Qi Xingshou blocked Yang Bunu with his body, with an anxious face, he said in a low voice: "Mo Daxia, Wan Daxia and others are not here, how can you make a move?" Yang Buang said: "Because they are not here, if I don't make a move, who will do it?" Qi Xingshou said: "But... but with your current physical strength, how can you confront others?" Yang Bunu let out a "hum", and without speaking, he pushed Qi Xingshou away with one hand and walked towards Leng Bingyu.His chest heaved and he walked very slowly. At this moment, his mood is the same as when Baoyu challenged Ouyang Tianjiao that day - knowing that he must lose, he will fight, for the sake of glory and reputation, there is no choice. Leng Bingyu took half a step back and said, "Brighten your weapon!" Yang Bunu sternly said: "The Huaiyang Eagle Claw Kungfu is invincible and invincible. Even the sharpest weapon in the world can hardly compare to a pair of iron claws from a certain family, let alone your mere silver pen." Leng Bingyu's eyes were fixed on Niu Zang, and suddenly he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. Yang Bunu furiously said: "When a master fights, one must be sincere and conscientious, and work hard to face the enemy, but you suddenly burst out laughing at this moment, do you mean to insult someone?" Leng Bingyu suddenly stopped laughing, and said sharply: "Leng has heard for a long time that 'Huaiyang' Yang Bunu is fierce and upright, unparalleled in the world, who knows today—see...hehe...haha..." Yang Buan scolded: "I saw you today, but what happened?" Leng Bingyu said: "After seeing him today, I realized that Yang Bunu is just an opportunist." Yang Bunu's sallow face immediately turned blood red, and he roared angrily, "What did you say?" Leng Bingyu sneered and said: "You know very well that Leng's 'Poyun Zhentian Pen' is ineffective and invincible, and you know that if you don't use weapons, Leng will definitely not use weapons to fight you, you In order not to face this 'Poyun Zhentian Pen', naturally he dare not meet me on the battlefield with a weapon." Yang Buyu roared wildly, twisted his waist and turned over, and shot like lightning, he pulled out a ghost knife from the waist of a person watching the battle, swung the knife and shouted: "No matter what you use, just come up!" Leng Bingyu jumped up and said with a long smile: "Okay, if Leng can't make you lose your weapon within ten moves, he will never rule the world again." Holding the pen in hand, he took half a step forward and shouted, "Please!" Yang Bunu didn't wait for him to say "please", the ghost knife in his palm had already slashed across.Breaking the wind with a single blade, really has the power to split mountains and rocks! Just this one saber has caused all the heroes to exclaim: "The saber technique is not the master of the Huaiyang sect, how come Yang Bunu's saber move is as powerful as any famous saber master in the country?" The original owner of the ghost knife was amazed, but also felt ashamed secretly.He devoted his whole life to this ghost knife, but he never dreamed that in the hands of others, this knife could show such a stirring power! But Qi Xingshou and the others were full of worries - at this time, not only the heroes in the garden had already heard the news, but Mrs. Wan, Pan Jicheng and others had already come to the side of the painting boat.Mrs. Wan would never show her face before she could do harm to others. Yang Bunu slashed out with the saber, Leng Bingyu remained motionless, the wind from the saber had already fanned his long hair from the sideburns, and the blade was about to split his head. His figure suddenly moved four inches... Only moved by four inches, the blade was unable to hurt a single hair of him, just because moving four inches was enough, so he was absolutely unwilling to move one more inch. How accurate is this judgment, how astonishing is this composure! Qunhao was amazed again! Leng Bingyu's "Poyun Zhentian Pen" has slipped out unconsciously - this move does not have any amazing strength or weird posture, but it is light, nimble, dexterous, fast, and stable, which is difficult to describe in words.This move does not feel spicy at all, but the silver light trembled and completely covered the eleven big acupoints on Yang Bunu's chest between "Xuanji", "Jiangtai" and "Ruquan". Yang Bunu twisted his waist and turned around, the ghost knife was like lightning, like a hurricane, like a wind blowing leaves, like a phoenix spreading its wings, and swung out under the silver light. This saber continuously slashes and hits, attacking from the opponent's unintentional, attacking the place where the opponent cannot parry, it is extremely ruthless and dangerous when used seriously! Unexpectedly, Leng Bingyu still didn't move at all, until the knife was about to come, when he twisted his wrist, the handle of the pen happened to hit the point of his knife. The Ghost Head Saber was immediately shaken away, and the body of the "Poyun Zhentian Pen" was thrown out with the twist of the wrist.This move is also attacking and defending, attacking and defending are completely merged in an instant, it is wonderful and natural, and it is completely free, and its fierceness and danger are far higher than Yang Bunu's knife. After the two moves were dismantled, Qi Xingshou and the others looked even more worried. Pan Jicheng was standing side by side with Qi Xingshou, at this moment he couldn't help sighing quietly: "Yang Qixia's physical strength is at the end of his strength, and his weapons are even more incompetent. With his own shortcomings and his strengths in attacking others, I'm afraid... Sigh! The blade is really about to be released." Qi Xingshou frowned deeply, and said in a deep voice: "Not to mention the "flying fish piercing the fish style, eighteen thorns in the air" with the powerful "flying fish piercing the fish" style of the cold fish stick, before it is used, it has already seized the opportunity... Sigh! Huaiyang Is it true that the famous name of the sect is going to be ruined today?" Pan Jicheng said: "I hope someone can replace Yang Daxia, otherwise..." Qi Xingshou smiled wryly and said, "Who here is sure that they can be Leng Bingyu's opponent?" Pan Jicheng raised his eyebrows, but then lowered his head and sighed silently. At this moment, someone in the darkness suddenly shouted loudly: "The fifth move...is the fifth move, it seems that without ten moves, the 'Huaiyang' Yang Bunu weapon will be released." In just five short strokes, beads of sweat appeared on Yang Bunu's nose and forehead, and the Ghost Head Saber no longer had the shocking power... The pain and contradiction in the eyes of the man in the bamboo forest were as sharp as two scissors, almost cutting his heart into pieces. In the darkness, although he couldn't see his face clearly, he could already see that his fingers were trembling, and his body was trembling with tension. He can't and can't bear to stand by here and watch Yang Bunu ruin his fame, but he can't go out either, because he can only ruin Yang Bunu after he goes out. I saw Yang Bunu slash out with the saber, although the saber is still straight, but the saber technique has trembled slightly - he can no longer concentrate his strength on the tip of the saber. Leng Bingyu used the sixth move, the silver light circled, completely covering Yang Bunu's figure, anyone can see that he can defeat Yang Bunu within three moves. The footsteps of the people in the bamboo forest stepped forward and then retracted—at this moment, a short and sharp call came from the gap between the rockery behind him, calling: "Fang Baoyu!" These three words were like a cold arrow, which shot into his heart.His body shook, but he didn't turn his head - without asking, he was Fang Baoyu who had just escaped from the Devil's Den. The voice between the stone gaps continued coldly: "Fang Baoyu, Yang Bunu is fighting hard for you, and you will be defeated in front of him, but you are hiding here, are you still human?" Fang Baoyu gritted his teeth, without turning his head, said in a deep voice, "Who are you?" A man in the rock gap said: "You don't need to ask, you should be able to guess." Although the two of them spoke very hastily, at this time Leng Bingyu had used the eighth move, the silver light was like lightning, Yang Bunu raised his arm and swung the saber, facing the silver light. Although he already knew that this move would never be able to withstand the force of Leng Bingyu, but he had no other way to parry, let alone dodge -- he had no other choice room. The silver light meets the knife light, and the silver light suddenly stops—the "Poyun Zhentian Pen" has slightly touched the edge of the ghost knife. As soon as he moved the saber, the silver pen would take advantage of the momentum and go down, and the ghost knife would fly out——Yang Bunu was already like an earthworm crushed under a boulder, and could only be slaughtered. This is the moment when the victory or defeat is divided, and the reputation of the Huaiyang faction will be ruined in this moment. The crowd watching the battle all around had unconsciously held their breath for this tense situation, the garden was dead silent, the wind was blowing and the grass was moving, and even the sound of breathing was no longer heard. Leng Bingyu still hasn't hit one move. Under the light, I saw contempt and ridicule on his cold and arrogant face, and he said coldly: "Yang Bunu, if you don't want to be hit by me with this move, just admit that Fang Baoyu is indeed a liar, Wan Ziliang He is indeed a person who deceives the world and steals his name." Although Yang Bunu clenched his teeth, his body still couldn't help shaking from anger——the knife light trembled, and the silver pen lightly struck, making a series of jingling sounds. Fang Baoyu's body was also trembling with the sound, and he said tremblingly: "You are a member of the Five Elements Demon Palace. You let me go, but you made me lose all my martial arts, just to make me face the pain at this moment, is it right?" Is it?" The person in the stone gap smiled and said: "Yes, you should know by now that you can no longer go on the road of rivers and lakes. You should come back. In the whole world, only the 'Five Elements Palace' welcomes you at this moment... You are also welcome at this moment." You should already know that among all the heroes in the world, no one trusts you except the people in my 'Five Elements Palace'." Fang Baoyu gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, unable to answer. Leng Bingyu said coldly: "Yang Bunu, you should know by now that your life and reputation are in my hands, and I can destroy them at any time, you may as well think about it carefully, yes Say it or not?" Yang Bunu also clenched his teeth, the muscles around his cheeks were already tensed up one by one. Fang Baoyu looked at the trembling knife point, looked at Yang Bunu's face full of grief and pain, he suddenly let go of his palm, and made a decision in his heart. He knew that although his kung fu was exhausted and he was no longer able to compete with others, as long as he stepped out, he could stop Leng Bingyu and save Yang Bunu. He has decided to sacrifice himself for others. He strode out. More and more heroes were gathered to watch the battle, but everyone held their breath, and there was still a dead silence around - after a long silence, the sound of the clash of knives and pens became particularly crisp. Suddenly, a voice came from outside the crowd, one word said: "Fang Baoyu is here, please stop Master Leng!" Although the voice was not loud, it was extremely ear-shattering in the dead silence. As soon as the voice sounded, Qunhao couldn't help being stunned in an instant. Then there was a commotion, some turned around, some whispered - the people outside had already moved out of the way, and the people inside had also moved out of the way. I saw a young man in a light shirt walking slowly through the crowd.Under so many eyes of astonishment, curiosity, contempt, and suspicion, he seemed to be walking in the land of no one, with a calm expression and a calm expression.Someone in the crowd blurted out: "Yes, it really is Fang Baoyu!" Leng Bingyu has long been moved, but up to this moment, he has not let go—at this moment, he suddenly let out a soft whistle, swept up in the air, and fell out. Then, with a sound of "dang", Yang Bunu's long saber fell, and his body also fell down with a "thump", only his eyes were fixed on Fang Baoyu, and the expression in his eyes did not know whether it was joy or anger. But seeing a flash of silver light, the cold ice fish has fluttered down in front of Fang Baoyu. The two faced each other, and for a moment, neither of them spoke, they just stared at each other with both eyes, and neither of them took their eyes off. Then, Leng Bingyu smiled and said: "So Fang Baoyu is like this, I just pretend to be a liar so I should be different from others." Fang Baoyu smiled slightly and said, "Are you a little disappointed, Your Excellency?" Leng Bingyu laughed wildly: "That's right, Leng is really disappointed..." Fang Baoyu said with a smile: "But I am more disappointed than you. I thought that the young master of 'Liantian Villa' is a hero, but he also has some tricks to take advantage of others' danger!" Leng Bingyu's laughter suddenly stopped: "You liar, what right do you have to talk to me like that? If I don't do that, how can I force you, a liar, out?" Fang Baoyu said: "I have come out now, what should you do?" Leng Bingyu sternly said: "You should know what I want, even if you don't tell me!" Fang Baoyu's eyes didn't blink, and he said with a smile: "Since that's the case, please!" The word "please" came out, he clasped his fist slightly, stepped back half a step, and stood upright with a smile on his face. He had already decided to sacrifice himself, and his heart was peaceful, as clear as a mirror.He knew that he couldn't stop Leng Bingyu's light blow, and he only hoped that he could wash away the humiliation with blood and exchange his life for reputation.He was not prepared to make any resistance for a long time, and his expression was extremely calm and calm. The group of heroes around held their breath again, and there was a dead silence again. Leng Bingyu's footsteps moved slowly, and the silver pen was gradually raised. The cold, arrogant and frivolous look on his face was no longer there, because he really couldn't guess the depth of this opponent's martial arts, he himself had to be sincere and honest, hoping to make a shocking blow! A dark cloud came quietly, covering the starlight for a long time, the wind suddenly became stronger, the leaves of the garden were rustling, and the sky and the earth were filled with chilling intent. Leng Bingyu raised the silver pen horizontally, but he dared not make this move. The group of tyrants around gradually became a commotion again—Leng Bingyu already knew that Fang Baoyu was just a charlatan, why was he still so cautious at this moment? I saw Fang Baoyu standing still, with a faint smile still on the corner of his mouth.He didn't make any gestures, his whole body, every place seemed empty. The silver pen in the cold fish's palm seems to be able to knock Fang Baoyu down no matter if it is struck from any direction, but Baoyu's surprisingly calm and calmness shocked him, which made every empty door in Baoyu's body look They all seem to be traps to lure the enemy - how dare he make a move so easily? He could no longer see a trace of panic in Baoyu's eyes, and he couldn't help feeling a little flustered.The calmer Baoyu became, the more flustered he became. The delicacy of the situation on the battlefield is often similar to that of love - between the two parties, if one party can be surprisingly calm, the other will inevitably panic.Between two people, if one is surprisingly strong, the other will inevitably be weak.In the field of love, "thinness" is often the most attractive charm; on the battlefield, "calmness" is always the strongest weapon!It's just that this kind of "thinness" and "calmness" is easy to say, but hard to do-who in the field of love can be so tolerant to the person he loves?On the battlefield, who can ignore an opponent who can kill him at any time? Pan Jicheng's eyes flickered, and he suddenly said loudly: "The Taishan meeting is almost at hand anyway, even if Leng Shaozhuang wants to fight Fang Shaoxia, why bother to choose today?" Although Leng Bingyu didn't answer, but there was a promise in his eyes. He has fought against others thousands of times in his life, but he has never met such a calm opponent.He has struggled hard, and it is not easy to become famous, so he is unwilling to risk his reputation at this moment. Qi Xingshou immediately interjected: "Hero Pan is right. You are all guests here from afar. Wouldn't it be a good thing if you could put aside your fighting spirit for a while and offer a few glasses of water and wine?" The silver pen in the cold fish palm is gradually put down... Although the heroes are all waiting to see this battle and Baoyu's disastrous defeat, but since Pan Jicheng and Qi Xingshou have said these words, Leng Bingyu also intends to give up, who else dares to say "no" ? Fang Baoyu stared at the silver pen that was gradually hanging down, and couldn't help but secretly heaved a sigh of relief - although he was not afraid of death, if he could not die, he would not die either. Unexpectedly, at this moment, there was a sudden sneer from outside the crowd, and a figure floated into the circle formed by the group of heroes following the laughter, it was Mrs. Wan. When Pan Jicheng saw her coming again, he couldn't help frowning.He knew that this old lady was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, the more fiercely others beat and killed, the happier she would be. Mrs. Wan really sneered and said: "The gong is knocked, the drum is also sounded, but the main show doesn't start, what is that? Why is Master Leng so disappointing today?" Leng Bingyu's silver pen suddenly straightened up, and said angrily: "Are you going to fight with Leng?" Mrs. Wan said with a giggle: "I have never had any enmity with the young master, so why did you take the initiative with the young master? But if the young master is tired today, the old man can help the young master and teach this charlatan a lesson." She decided that Leng Bingyu would never be able to stand this aggressive strategy, and would never ask her to make a move. Unexpectedly, Leng Bingyu glanced at her, and suddenly sneered and said, "If you want to compete...well, I'll let you..." He actually turned around and strode away—although he was arrogant, he was not an idiot, and at this moment he happened to use Mrs. Wan as the touchstone.If Mrs. Wan was defeated, he would be able to see the depth of Fang Baoyu's martial arts; if Mrs. Wan won, wouldn't it be even more revealing if he knocked Mrs. Wan down again? Mrs. Wan made thousands of calculations, but when she made a wrong calculation, her complexion had already changed, and she said in a panic, "Master Young Master, you..." Leng Bingyu didn't turn his head back, and said with a sneer, "Since you are rushing to make a move, you should hurry up, otherwise you are deliberately teasing me, and I have a way to get you to make a move." Mrs. Wan was stunned immediately, but only for a while, before she smiled and said, "You don't need to say, I will make a quick move... Hey! Little Baoer, my old man is coming to teach you a lesson, you Be careful." Fang Baoyu sighed secretly and remained silent. Mrs. Wan said with a giggle, "You were raised by my old man, how could you be my opponent? I think you should surrender obediently. Why do you have to make a fool of yourself in front of others..." The stick touched the ground, and he staggered forward, but Fang Zi walked halfway, suddenly covered his stomach, bent down, and shouted: "No, my stomach hurts..." Leng Bingyu reprimanded: "I have to beat my stomach even if it hurts." Mrs. Wan said: "Of course I want to beat you, but I have to go first for convenience. You big men, you are not allowed to follow and peek." Holding the trousers in one hand, he squeezed out of the crowd. Qunhao shook his head and was amused, and stepped aside one after another. Leng Bingyu scolded angrily: "If you want to escape, Leng will chase you after heaven and earth..." Mrs. Wan shouted from a distance: "Escape? Who wants to escape? Little Bao'er, don't you want to escape. My old man will come back and teach you a lesson." The voice is gone, and it has gone out of sight. Leng Bingyu knew what she was doing and would never come back, but she couldn't chase after an old woman with her trousers up, so she stomped her feet and cursed angrily: "What a shameless woman, she really can do anything!" Come out...hehe! With a mother like this, one can imagine how the character of the son will be." Baoyu breathed a sigh of relief again, but the group of heroes around couldn't help being disappointed. These bachelors who don't rub the sand in their eyes have already seen that no one will come to hunt for treasures today.Since there is no excitement to watch, some people have gradually dispersed. Mrs. Wan rushed into the shadow of the rockery in the bamboo forest, and immediately squatted down, looking east and west, panting continuously.After watching for a long time, she did not see anyone chasing after her. She couldn't help but smiled softly and said, "Forgive me for being a ghost, but you still have to eat my mother's footwashing water. It's not easy for you little bastards to be fooled by my mother!" He suddenly heard a "puchi" smile in the shadow, and said, "Sure enough, ginger is old and spicy." Mrs. Wan was really taken aback, her laughter stopped immediately, Fang Zi stood up and squatted down quickly at this moment, yelling: "Which shameless little thief dares to peek at my mother?" The man in the dark laughed and said, "If it's convenient for the old lady, why didn't she unbutton her trousers? Besides... I'm a woman anyway, so it doesn't matter if I look at it." The voice is crisp and the laughter is charming, it really is a woman. Mrs. Wan shrank into a ball, but opened her eyes wide, and said, "Who are you? What do you want?" The man in the dark laughed, "Look at who I am?" A man in green clothes and a small cap appeared with laughter, although he did not perform lightness kung fu, his footsteps moved without making any sound. Mrs. Wan said: "You... Are you a man or a woman?"