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Chapter 152: A sword cuts through the air
Although Hu Yanyu was seriously injured and even damaged Murong Shan's cartilage, his pride was still there. He looked at Murong Shan who was standing there hesitating with disdain on his face: "Rat!"
Murong Shan's expression became entangled, and she immediately chuckled coquettishly: "Prince Huyan, put away your provoking methods. If you want to anger the slave family, the slave family will recognize it. You can do whatever you want."
Liu Mingzhi sighed, it was a bad year, why did he meet these guys from the White Lotus Sect again.
Young Master Liu was wrong. It wasn't that he was having a bad time, but that the White Lotus Sect really needed money too much. However, the Liu family was the richest businessman in Jiangnan with the most money, so there was no one else to keep an eye on if they weren't him.
Murong Shan slowly approached Young Master Liu: "Young Master Liu, I don't want to use violence. Just go with me obediently. I can guarantee that Young Master Liu's life will be safe. How about that?"
Liu Mingzhi looked at Murong Shan quietly: "Isn't it just money? Just tell me how much you want. I can make the decision and give you some money to eat. Otherwise, even if you catch me, it will be useless. The old man has With two sons, and my wife is already pregnant with Liujia, the Liu family’s incense can continue, so what if you arrest me?”
Murong Shan looked at Young Master Liu blankly, trying to find something she wanted from his expression, but Liu Mingzhi was too calm and there was no omission at all.
Murong Shan bit her silver teeth and looked at Liu Mingzhi who was riding on the horse: "How much money can you give me?"
Liu Mingzhi wondered for a while and stretched out the five palms of his right hand.
Murong Shan's face lit up: "Five hundred thousand taels? Yes, but I want a banknote."
Liu Mingzhi shook his head and said calmly: "Five taels!"
Murong Shan's expression froze and her face turned red: "Are you kidding me?"
"Don't be slanderous. When did Liu play tricks on you? Isn't five taels of silver enough for you to eat?"
"Not only are you quibbling, but you are also talking nonsense. The slave family thinks you are confused..." As he spoke, Murong Shan was startled. She didn't know what she thought of, and her face became rosier than before: "Deng Tu son."
Liu Mingzhi couldn't help laughing. Are all the people in the White Lotus Sect so naturally cute? Qinglian is like this, and so is the Ninth Elder. This cute guy still wants to resist the court. Does Liang Jingru give them the courage?
The Ninth Elder moved directly in front of Young Master Liu, and put the long sword in his hand on Young Master Liu's neck: "Don't delay any more time, go with the slave family. I wanted to treat you kindly, but you dared to tease the slave family and come back to teach me." The Zhongnu family will serve you well, Mr. Liu."
Liu Mingzhi knew that he could not escape and would definitely become a prisoner of the White Lotus Sect, but he was sure that his life would not be in danger. After all, he had to rely on himself to blackmail the old man into paying money, so he felt confident: "Serve me? Forget it, this young master treats the old woman If you’re not interested, you’d better wait on others.”
The issue of age does not distinguish between eras. When he heard Liu Mingzhi call him an old woman, the soft sword in his hand shook. If Liu Mingzhi was not still useful, he would have been killed by his sword.
"I'm only twenty-six, so I'm no longer an old woman."
"How big of a heart do you have to be? You're still not old at twenty-six, but you're already the mother of several children?"
"I'm not married yet?"
"You're twenty-six and you haven't gotten married yet. How bad are you? You don't want a man, right? Tsk tsk tsk, why don't you feel bad because you can't get married? You are so fierce all the time. That man has to be blind to fall in love with you. .”
Murong Shan raised the hilt of the sword in her hand and struck Liu Mingzhi hard on the neck: "If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will kill you."
A master is a master. Liu Mingzhi's expression was a little blurred with just one blow. It was much better than the two blows that Young Master Liu and Qing Lian had in Yangzhou.
Liu Mingzhi became honest. He was really afraid that Murong Shan would get angry and kill him. That would be a real loss.
Liu Mingzhi, who was being held hostage, looked at Hu Yanyu who was not far away and shouted: "Brother Hu Yan, I have just stepped out of the waves and am like a tiger's den. I can't protect myself. You are asking for blessings. If possible, send the sweat-blooded BMW to my house." , worth a lot of money."
Murong Shan didn't even look at Hu Yanyu and the Pei brothers and sisters who were paralyzed on the ground. Her goal was Liu Mingzhi. After the goal was achieved, there was no need to cause other troubles. The White Lotus Sect was now in danger and needed money urgently. Young Master Liu was the best one. A good treasury has everything you need.
Liu Mingzhi suddenly stopped. Murong Shan was caught off guard and bumped directly into his body. Liu Dashao was slightly startled: "I said, don't you walk in a hurry? You must be very tired, right?"
Young Master Liu couldn't see that Murong Shan's face was now red and hot and he continued teasing: "It's good to have strength, you should be proud."
There was a sudden pain in his neck. Young Master Liu knew that he had reached the limit of Murong Shan's endurance and he would definitely suffer if he continued teasing her, so he kept silent.
"Brother Huyan, remember you still owe me a drink, don't forget it."
Hu Yanyu's eyes, which had been closed for a long time, were inadvertently opened. He stood up quietly with a knife: "The White Lotus Sect seems to be too conceited. How dare you stay here for so long."
Murong Shan's beautiful face turned pale as she looked at Hu Yanyu, who was slowly walking towards her, and hurriedly blocked Young Master Liu in front of her: "Impossible, it will take half an hour for a seventh-level master to be rid of the poison from the cartilage cake. How can you recover from the poison in just a few minutes?"
Hu Yanyu smiled devilishly: "That's why I said that your White Lotus Sect is too conceited, but I never said that I was a seventh-grade person? If it weren't for my fourth senior brother's injury to my muscles and veins, what does it matter if I am just a weak cartilage?"
Young Master Liu also became excited. Who would be willing to be a prisoner if she could be safe and sound? "Brother Huyan, you are so awesome. Get rid of this old woman quickly. If you dare to hit me, I will strip her naked and hang her on the city wall."
Murong Shan's hand holding the sword exerted a little force, and Liu Mingzhi felt a slight chill on his neck: "Young Master Liu is too complacent. Don't forget that you are still in the hands of the slave family."
Young Master Liu was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that Hu Yanyu was a master, the ninth elder, and not the fifth scum of the war. Now he was still being held hostage by the sword, and his face turned bitter: "Good sister, don't get excited, the sword has no eyes. If you are not good at fighting and killing, why don't you put down your sword and look at how beautiful the sunset is. Wouldn't it be great if we talk about life and ideals?"
Seeing Hu Yanyu getting closer and closer, Murong Shan didn't care whether men and women were intimate or not, she directly held Liu Mingzhi in her arms and leaned against him tightly. She had only seen Hu Yanyu's sword aura before, so she couldn't be careless. .
"Prince Huyan, if you dare to take a step forward, the slave family will die together with Young Master Liu."
Young Master Liu is now a man of ice and fire, with a soft, cold sword around his neck. If it weren't for the fact that he was in a difficult situation, Young Master Liu would want to look up to the sky and roar, which would be too torturous.
As expected, Hu Yanyu stopped and stared closely at the soft sword in Murong Shan's hand: "Let Brother Liu go, I will guarantee with my life that you can leave in peace."
"Third brother and fifth brother, when do you want to see it? You know the temper of the leader who cannot complete the task."
As soon as he finished speaking, two figures shot out and stood between Hu Yanyu and Murong Shan. They were Zhang Long, the third elder of the White Lotus Sect, Tao De, the fifth elder.
Hu Yanyu's expression condensed, and two more difficult guys came.
The third elder smiled lightly and looked at Hu Yanyu: "Prince Huyan, the White Lotus Sect does not want to enmity with the prince. Speaking of which, we still have a relationship of mutual support. How about giving this old man a little favor?"
Hu Yanyu raised his scimitar: "I owe Brother Liu a drink, and I have to pay it back."
The third elder's expression gradually disappeared: "So Prince Huyan plans to take care of it to the end?"
"Stop talking nonsense, I'll give you a lesson in martial arts."
"Jiu Mei, the boat is at the river. Take Mr. Liu ahead. My fifth brother and I will support him."
Murong Shan did not hesitate, took Liu Mingzhi hostage and ran towards the Qinhuai River dozens of chapters away.
Hu Yanyu looked anxious, and the scimitar in his hand slashed at the two of them without sparing any effort. The sword energy that had just been extinguished began to rise again.
"Brother Huyan, help!"
Feeling the friction caused by Young Master Liu's struggle, Murong Shan blushed and continued to run away.
Everyone present suddenly felt cold all over their bodies. A cold sword intent came from the sky, like a white rainbow penetrating the sun. Several people looked up and saw a sword light coming from Erlong Mountain with the afterglow of the setting sun. , the sword intent swept across the eight wastelands, causing waves to rise on the Qinhuai River dozens of feet away.
"Heavenly Sword?"
"It's the Heavenly Sword..."
"No, get away quickly."
The sword's light was like a rainbow, and it penetrated directly into the earth. Like an earthquake, the surrounding rocks shook the land, and countless cracks opened from the sword body to the Qinhuai River.
Immediately, a wave of sword energy rippled, and there was no grass growing in a radius of dozens of feet. Stones were flying and dust was flying. The sword energy directly knocked everyone away. Young Master Murong Shanliu who was dozens of feet away was also unavoidable. Everyone present was like a kite with its string broken. They rolled up in the air and landed heavily on the ground, all of them looking pale and bloodless.
An old voice came from all directions to the ears of everyone who was still conscious: "Even if the old man is dead, Erlongshan will dare to run wild."
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