In the courtyard.
With a cold face, Mu Qingyue stood in front of the door of the dilapidated house, confronting an old woman with wrinkles on her face.
"Mr. Li, are you kidding? How come Wang Xuan owes so many multi-stones? Do you have proof?"
"Of course."
The old woman took out an IOU.
At this time, the movement had attracted many members of the Wang family to watch.
Mu Qingyue looked at the IOU and confirmed that it was written by Wang Xuan himself. She couldn't help but frown and shake her head slightly.
"Your gambling house relied on the protection of the Wang family to establish itself in Blackwater City. Now you dare to lend money to the young leader of this clan. Who gave you the courage?"
The words were as clear and sweet as jade beads falling on a plate. Mu Qingyue could not practice martial arts, and her family was in decline. In order to save the Mu family, she had to marry a playboy. However, she was a young lady from a humble family who had seen the world, how could she be easily frightened by him.
"Yue'er, you can't say that. Even if the head of the Wang family owes a debt, he still has to pay it back."
As soon as Mu Qingyue finished speaking, a man sighed softly from outside the courtyard.
The tribesmen at the entrance of the courtyard hurriedly moved out of the way, but saw a young man in rich brocade clothes walking in.
He was in his early twenties, with sharp features, a tall figure, and a cold temperament. He was surrounded by several men and women and walked into the courtyard like stars over the moon.
The only drawback is that the young man has triangular eyes, which affects his overall appearance.
"Young Master Ya, you have to make the decision for me!" When Po Li saw the young man in Jinyi, she immediately complained: "The couple owe our gambling house Yuanshi, but they refuse to pay back..."
That's right, the young man in Jinyi is clearly the genius of the Wang family, Wang Ya.
"I will pay what Yue'er owes. You can't embarrass her."
Wang Ya raised his hand to interrupt Granny Li, and then his eyes showed a touch of softness, looking at Mu Qingyue who was standing alone at the door of the thatched house.
"Yes! Yes! Why don't you thank Master Ya quickly! Being appreciated by Master Ya is a blessing that you have cultivated for several lifetimes!"
Li Po nodded quickly and bowed her head, winking at Mu Qingyue.
"Alas~ Marrying a piece of trash will blind her for nothing."
"Who says it isn't?"
"The partner of such a good girl should be a talented person."
"..."
The men and women behind Wang Ya laughed and spoke.
However, Mu Qingyue's bright eyes were light and she didn't show the slightest gratitude to Wang Ya for his help.
Po Li: "Young Master Ya is not ten thousand times stronger than your good-for-nothing husband. He is extremely handsome and has extraordinary talent in martial arts. Now that I have paid off your debt, you are Young Master Ya's. You must work hard to serve him in the future."
Mu Qingyue: "Shameless!"
Po Li's face became angry, and when she saw the wife was unmoved, she said, "You bitch~"
Snapped!
A long gray shadow suddenly appeared, crossing the void, falling hard like lightning, and drew a blood-red whip mark on Mu Qingyue's forearm, which was as white as a lotus root.
An iron whip appeared in Granny Li's hand, strangely translucent. It was her martial spirit, the Iron Shadow Whip.
"Asshole, Master Ya helped you, are you ungrateful?"
Mrs. Li's eyes were gloomy: "Today I will teach you what etiquette is."
The members of the Wang family looked at each other.
Can't they see that Granny Li is acting with Wang Ya, and no one dares to come to Wang's house to show off her power as a mere old lady?
The crowd shook their heads secretly, they could only blame the dude for being so incompetent that he couldn't even protect his own wife.
And when the Martial Spirit Iron Shadow Whip hits the body, let alone a girl without martial arts, even a warrior will feel pain to the bone. Many women have been driven crazy by Granny Li, how can Mu Qingyue endure it? live?
Wang Ya sighed softly: "Yue'er, why bother? I can only help you pay back half of the Yuan Stone, and Wang Xuan's share is powerless."
Po Li sneered: "Get out of the way and tell Wang Xuan to get out!"
However, Mu Qingyue, who had been whipped, her frail figure trembled slightly, still standing alone in front of the door.
When she carried the boy back last night, Wang Xuan was bleeding from all his orifices and was dying.
Mu Qingyue originally thought that the young man was going to die, and she was ready for Bai Ling to commit suicide, but Wang Xuan miraculously survived.
Wang Ya and Po Li obviously wanted to harm the boy, so how could they be allowed into the house.
"You still protect this useless person and never abandon him. Well, I will tear your ice-clear coat to pieces in front of that useless person's corpse and ride on your iceberg jade body!" Wang Ya saw this and was secretly angry.
On the first day that this girl married into the Wang family, he coveted her and tried to please her in every way, but she repeatedly ignored her.
It was like looking at Wang Ya and making women's eyes dirty.
The most that Mu Qingyue ever said to him was: "Get lost."
Thinking of this, Wang Ya nodded imperceptibly.
"You little bastard, let me see how I can fix you!"
With a wrinkled face, Po Li smiled sinisterly, and swung the iron shadow whip, bringing up a fierce wind, and whipped it fiercely towards Mu Qingyue. The long gray whip shadow streaked across the void.
"Well"
Po Li stopped swinging her whip, and the iron shadow whip froze in mid-air. Her old eyes widened with a ghostly look on her face.
One hand firmly grasped her soul whip and did not hit Mu Qingyue again.
A young man in white clothes appeared at the door. His delicate face was slightly pale, but his eyes were dark and deep, holding an iron shadow whip in his right hand.
"Wang Xuan!?" Po Li exclaimed.
Wang Ya's pupils shrank suddenly, Wang Xuan had clearly been hit by his soul-breaking palm.
Wang Xuan's face turned ferocious: "You are a dog slave."
'Wow~'
Jumping up with a fierce momentum, the lion was furious and kicked out, carrying ten thousand kilograms of power.
boom!
With a loud and dull sound, Po Li's chest was kicked by Wang Xuan. There was a dense "click" sound of broken bones. Her whole chest collapsed instantly and she was shot backwards.
"Ah~~"
Screaming, Po Li's whip soul shattered and dissipated in her hands. Her rickety body fell backwards, spraying a large cloud of blood mist, and fell to the ground seven or eight meters away.
"What!?"
"The power of this kick..."
"It seems like the power of a warrior."
The Wang family members who were watching suddenly widened their eyes.
Wang Xuanchen walked towards Granny Li step by step with a cold face.
Ninety-nine breaths.
He had previously polished his body and stabilized his state, and finally reached the number of ninety-nine perfections, which is also what the martial arts world often calls the limit of return to unity.
In the ancestral realm, Wang Xuan knew that there were only nine great emperors who ruled the world and commanded all living beings!
As for Blackwater City in the Tianwu Continent, he had never heard of anyone reaching it.
In his last life, he swallowed poison every day in order to become stronger. Who could have imagined the horrific pain he experienced in those years?
He can also bear the pain of being in a solid state.
"Ya...Young Master Ya, save me!"
Po Li's face was covered with blood. She looked at Wang Xuan walking towards her and shouted in fear.
Po Li didn't understand why she was seriously injured after being kicked by the cripple Wang Xuan because she was a warrior at the ninth level of the Soul Condensing Realm.
The only thing she was sure of was that there was murderous intent in the boy's eyes!
How could a waste dare to kill people?
"Wang Xuan stop, she is mine..." Wang Ya said hurriedly.
boom!
The person who responded to Wang Ya was Wang Xuan.
Stepping on Granny Li's neck, Granny Li's neck broke. She straightened her body and stared blankly. Her wide eyes were full of fear and regret.
"How many people do you have?" Wang Xuan turned his head and looked sideways.
