Faced with Yingping's provocation, the young man in yellow actually got off his horse, and the two followers in black behind him also dismounted.
He walked slowly in front of Yingping, lowered his body and leaned his head, looking at the young man carefully - although his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, there was still some look on the face of the current saint, but he didn't know how unruly and unruly he was. Where does the unconvincing look come from...
Maybe it's inherited from the bearded girl? Maybe, but so what? If you really enter the palace, you have to decide whether it is a blessing or a curse...
Just as the young man in yellow was looking at Yingping in a daze, Yingping suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and hit the young man in yellow right in the face.
Thick saliva hung on the delicate face of the young man in yellow. The young man in yellow felt nauseated for a while, and then became furious. Just as he was about to raise his hand, he seemed to have thought of something, and then slowly lowered his raised hand.
After wiping the blood on his face, he waved his hand in disgust. The two black-clothed followers behind him stepped forward. One picked up Yingping by his collar, and the other raised his arm and waved at Yingping. s face. This palm seemed ordinary, but at this moment, the Daman Realm follower gathered all the energy in his palm. Even if he couldn't kill the person with this palm, he would still knock out a few teeth.
Yingping paid no attention to the entourage, but still stared at the young master in yellow, as if the slap that was about to hit him was as light as a fallen leaf.
Ye Changshan was extremely desperate next to him, but he had no choice but to watch the palm swing towards Yingping with lightning speed.
This picture is too cruel! Ye Changshan couldn't bear to close his eyes and didn't want to look anymore.
"ah--"
The painful screams reached his ears, Ye Changshan's heart tightened, and he secretly prayed for Yingping.
"Ah - it hurts - it hurts -"
Another cry of mourning came, mixed with half pain, one half despair, and one... it seemed like shock.
I told you not to go down the mountain, don't go down the mountain. This is a good thing. Not only did you get into big trouble, but you also got an inexplicable beating. It's not worth it! Really not worth it at all...
Ye Changshan regretted again. He regretted why he failed to dissuade Yingping. But as he regretted and regretted, he found that there seemed to be something wrong with the scream——
No...there's something wrong with this sound? If you listen carefully, it seems that the sound is not Yingping's.
Ye Changshan slowly opened his eyes and turned to look at Yingping. He was so happy that he cried with joy and shouted loudly -
"Senior Brother Seven——! Please save us——!"
A young man in Tsing Yi dressed as a young man suddenly appeared in front of everyone. No one even saw clearly how he appeared in this position, he appeared here so suddenly.
The young man who was called 'Seventh Senior Brother' had frosty eyes, without a trace of color or emotion in his eyes, as if he was not a living person but just a cold body. He grabbed the waving arm of the black-clothed attendant, as if gently holding onto a fallen bamboo pole. But it looked like he just grabbed her lightly, but the follower in black seemed to have suffered a heart-wrenching blow. He screamed repeatedly, and even the onlookers were a little puzzled - didn't he just catch you? arm? Why does it sound so miserable like killing a pig?
'Click——'
A crisp sound reached everyone's ears, as if something was being crushed. Then, just when everyone was about to find the source of the sound, they were suddenly awakened by a heart-rending scream. It was like an animal that had been stabbed half way but was not dead yet. Everyone shuddered when they heard it.
"My hand—my hand—"
Everyone took a closer look and saw the scene in front of them that made everyone's jaws drop - they saw the black-clothed attendant holding the other hand in one hand, his eyes as wide as a bull's eye, looking extremely unbelievable. The forearm of the hand being 'held' was like a broken bamboo stick, and a shocking and very unconventional scene appeared in front of everyone's eyes. The broken front half was hanging in the air just by the flesh, and The second half is connected together like New Year's firecrackers hanging on bamboo poles. It's as if this part no longer belongs to his body. It hurts to look at it...even a little disgusting and scary.
Are human bones so fragile? The young man in green just exerted a slight force, and the bones of the follower in black were...just...just crushed like this? What kind of power is this? What kind of cultivation is this?
"You...you...who are you!"
Seeing that the black-clothed attendant passed out and stopped shouting, another attendant was so frightened by the sight in front of him that even his voice trembled slightly.
Shichiro's empty eyes turned to this follower, as if the cold air from his eyes could kill him.
This follower seemed to be really hurt by the cold, he couldn't hold his tongue straight, and stared at Qilang in silence, but Qilang stood motionless. Suddenly, whether it was an illusion or a dazzle, the attendant seemed to feel that the man in green clothes dressed as a servant in front of him leaned forward slightly.
"Don't come here—don't come here—it's not me! I'm not!"
As he spoke, he ran away into the distance as if crying for his father and mother, even ignoring his master behind him.
Ye Changshan quickly got up and ran to Yingping to help him up.
"Yingping, are you okay?"
Ye Changshan looked at the humiliated Yingping and felt extremely distressed. When had he been bullied like this since he was a child?
"Hey, it's okay, you're fine." Yingping almost cried when he saw Ye Changshan's eyes were red, and he couldn't bear it, so he grinned at Ye Changshan.
"You're still thinking about teasing at this time! Let's go, let's go back to the mountain."
Ye Changshan helped Yingping to stand up with difficulty. Yingping had been lying on the ground for a long time, and his legs were a little numb. With the support of Ye Changshan, he limped to his feet. He stared at the young man in yellow fiercely, then turned towards him. The old scalper walked away.
Seeing that the fun was almost over, everyone murmured and planned to disperse.
Upon seeing this, the young man in yellow and his party felt that today's incident was almost done here, and if the trouble continued, it would not end well for anyone. He raised his hand and signaled to the people behind him to take away the unconscious entourage. When everyone saw this, they immediately stepped forward and hurriedly lifted the entourage onto their horses. Then they all got on their horses and wanted to leave.
But just as the young master in yellow and his group were about to leave, Qilang suddenly spoke for the first time -
"Who beat you like this?"
A cold voice reached everyone's ears, and everyone stopped when they heard the sound. The young man in yellow put one foot on the stirrup and was about to mount his horse, but he also stopped at this time.
Ye Changshan and Yingping also stopped and looked back inexplicably. Qilang was still standing there motionless. The two of them looked at Shichiro with some surprise and some disbelief.
"Seventh Senior Brother, what did you say?"
Is this really what this 'Seventh Senior Brother' said? If it hadn't been for Young Master Ye's words, everyone would have thought that the young man in green was mute.
But Qilang fell silent again when faced with Ye Changshan's questions, still with his trademark empty eyes, but this time he was looking at his junior brother.
"It's him! It's that bastard who hit me!" Yingping finally reacted and couldn't help but get excited. As if he had strength again, he raised his hand and pointed at Jiang Peiyuan.
Qi Lang slowly turned his head to Jiang Peiyuan beside him and stared at him.
Jiang Peiyuan's legs felt weak and he almost collapsed on the ground. At this time, like the escaped entourage, he seemed to also see the young man in green leaning forward slightly - only this time, he was neither dazzled nor delusional, Qilang did take steps towards him .
"You, you, don't come over - don't come over -"
As he spoke, his legs softened and he actually collapsed on the ground. Every time Shichiro took a step forward, he took a step back until he suddenly felt his back leaning against something. When he looked back, he burst into tears. He hugged the thighs behind him and shouted with a cry:
"Young Master! Help me! Help me!"
The young man in yellow ignored Jiang Peiyuan and just continued to stare at Qilang, who was walking towards him step by step. He thought to himself that this young man in green was so strange. He couldn't tell the level of cultivation or the depth of Taoism. He could crush people's bones with his bare hands? If we just talk about this ability, I'm afraid there won't be many in the world...
But Qilang never looked at the young man in yellow at all. He just walked straight to Jiang Peiyuan, stretched out his right hand, and pinched Jiang Peiyuan's neck without resistance, as if he was just pinching a chicken from the market. Duck——Jiang Peiyuan's neck was stuck tightly by this rough, strong hand. The surface of this hand was covered with calluses, which was extremely inconsistent with the age of the young man in green.
Jiang Peiyuan was in pain, but he had no power to fight back at the moment. He was just stuck and his whole body was lifted up.
"I...father...am...the head of the Ministry of Personnel..."
Before Jiang Peiyuan reported home, he felt that his throat was completely stuck and his feet were gradually lifting from the ground. He could not say a word, and even breathing was extremely difficult.
Jiang Peiyuan struggled with both hands to pry Qilang's hand away, but no matter how hard he tried, Qilang's hand was like a rock and could not be shaken. Gradually, a kind of despair came up, followed by an unprecedented sense of suffocation, even his eyes They have been turned up, only the whites of the eyes are exposed.
Everyone was stunned by this scene, not because of the amazing arm strength of the young man in green, but...but if it goes on like this, someone might die!
But the boy in Tsing Yi didn't seem to have any intention of letting go. He still held Jiang Peiyuan straight and watched his life slip away from his hands bit by bit, his eyes still so dull.
...
"Seventh Senior Brother! No!"
Ye Changshan was also shocked by Qilang's behavior, but he was the first to react. I originally thought that the seventh senior brother was just helping the two of them vent their anger, but I didn't expect that it would cost his life!
Qi Lang finally reacted and turned to look at Ye Changshan.
"Seventh Senior Brother! No!"
Ye Changshan still repeated the same words, and Qilang still looked at Ye Changshan blankly.
Seeing the Seventh Senior Brother looking at him like a zombie, Ye Changshan shook his head slightly...
After a long time, Qilang nodded gently, seeming to finally understand what Ye Changshan meant...
Jiang Peiyuan originally felt that he was sinking continuously, but his body was still suspended in the air. He could no longer hear the sounds around him and could not sense everything around him. He just heard someone shouting something... Then, he suddenly really sank and fell heavily to the ground, but what followed was extremely free breathing. He took a few big breaths, covered his chest and coughed weakly - he escaped by himself. Passed the tribulation?
Jiang Peiyuan raised his head again, only to see the young man in Tsing Yi turning around and leaving as if nothing had happened...
It seems that I have really saved a small life! Jiang Peiyuan thought to himself in shock.
Facing Jiang Peiyuan who had escaped unharmed, the young master in yellow didn't even look at him, but focused all his attention on Qilang. After some inspection and recollection, the young man in yellow said loudly: "Are you the book boy in the master's house?"
The young master in yellow seems to have heard about Qilang's deeds, and is also somewhat interested in Qilang's experience.
But Qilang seemed not to hear, and still walked slowly towards Ye Changshan and Yingping.
Seeing that Qilang ignored him and the young man in yellow didn't care either, he smiled slightly, then slightly cupped his fists and said -
"I'd like to trouble Mr. Qi to say hello to the master of the house, and say that Young Master is here to say hello to his old man——"
Shichiro still had no reaction.
Seeing Qilang continuing to walk without looking back, without even stopping for even a moment, everyone was a little shocked - the young master of the Wang family had already announced himself as a family and yet he dared to be so shameless... I am afraid that only a deaf person would dare. Is that so? But when Young Master Ye stopped him from exiting his mouth just now, he clearly...
"snort--"
Wang Shaojing snorted softly, then jumped up on the horse, looking at the three sons of the poor family not far away with complicated eyes.
