Two congregants in black heard the footsteps on the stairs. They turned around and saw two people walking up from below.
"Hey, who are you? This place is taken over by the Holy Son of my religion!" A member of the congregation scolded. But the people downstairs ignored them and kept walking upward.
A member of the cult in black reached out to push Song Yu, but the push didn't matter. Song Yu grabbed his wrist and swung it down. The man flew down the stairs with a whoosh, and his whole face hit the ground on the first floor. His face was covered in blood and several of his teeth were broken.
Immediately afterwards, the throat of another congregant was pinched by Song Yu, and Song Yu's soul power swayed and penetrated into his consciousness. The man immediately felt as if countless horrific scenes were being poured into his mind, including a wilderness strewn with human bones, a sea full of bright red blood, and countless dead bodies floating and struggling.
The black-clothed congregants covered their heads and were so scared that they were out of their wits. Song Yu pinched his neck and threw him downstairs.
Song Xin walked up and gave them a cold look. Scan the second floor.
There are several large rooms separated by wooden boards. "Song Yu, restrain the others and break the hands and feet of those who resist. Li Chun, leave it to me."
After Song Xin finished speaking, he strode inside.
When the congregant guarding the door of Li Chun's room heard the sound, he thought it was someone bringing wine and food. He was about to open the door, but the door panel seemed to have been kicked violently and fell down on the two congregants. Then Song Yu and Song Xin walked in behind them.
Li Chun and several young masters were drinking and stumbling around. Some people were forcing A Jiang and Liu Ling to drink, and a few people were dancing and singing around the table. It was very lively. They were startled by this sudden scene, and the room fell silent instantly.
"Brother Li, is this a game for your entertainment? Are you trying to scare, burp, scare me?" There was a person who was a little drunk and didn't realize the danger was coming. He actually thought it was a game for entertainment.
"Huh? It turns out this is a show to entertain you. It's interesting. Come on, little beauty, have a drink." Another dude was forcing Liu Ling, who was huddled in the corner of the room, to drink.
Some people even thought Song Xin was the bartender and said, "Hey? Why did you come here empty-handed, where are the drinks and food?"
"Brother!" Ajiang was shocked when she saw Song Yu at first. He had never seen this person before. It wasn't until she saw Song Xin that she knew it was her brother who had come to save people. She immediately got up and wanted to rush over. But he was hugged by two people.
"Beauty, don't leave. After drinking this cup, let us each have a kiss." After saying that, several men came up to her with their greasy mouths pouted.
When Li Chun saw Song Xin, he seemed to have forgotten the scene that happened outside the poetry meeting. He shouted loudly: "Hey, isn't this Song Xin, Mr. Song? Why are you here to drink and have fun too?"
When the other young masters heard this, they immediately became interested.
"This is the Song Xin you just mentioned."
"Oh, that one, that one wearing a crown of monkeys, haha, it turns out it's him."
"Oh, by the way, Brother Li, what do you think his origin is?"
"Oh, brother Song is from a high family. I heard that he was once a stranger." As soon as these words came out, there was a burst of laughter in the restaurant.
"Hey, Brother Li, please don't be so rude. At Brother Zhou's banquet that day, Brother Song was sitting at the head of the table on the west side. His status was, burp, much higher than that of the other guests." A drunken young man He burped as he spoke, and the smell of alcohol spurted out of his throat.
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Song Xin sneered, "That's all you have, yet you care so much about a seat." However, he also understood that Zhou Wenzhi's arrangements that day did give Song Xin a bad reputation among these rich children. The banquet that night not only failed to help him make friends in Xudu, but instead became an obstacle in Xudu in the future.
"I heard that Brother Song is excellent in swordsmanship. There happened to be beauties here today, so I took off their clothes and danced to a song. How about Brother Song dancing with swords for everyone? How about it?" Li Chun said arrogantly, his mouth full of alcohol. .
Before Song Xin could speak, several young masters cheered: "Cai! Brother Li's proposal is exactly what I want. Mr. Song, why don't you come and dance quickly?"
As he spoke, a young man wandered up to Song Xin, raised his wine glass, and kept burping. He took out a sword and handed it over, "Don't be embarrassed, why don't you obey me and dance with the sword."
Song Xin felt that these people were really hopeless, so after just a few cups of cat urine, they went crazy and didn't know who they were.
He sneered, "Song Yu, help them wake up the bar."
Song Yu snorted coldly, grabbed the young man's collar and swung it to the right. The man flew straight away and his head stuck into the wooden wall dividing the private room. The originally fair and powdered face was covered with wounds scratched by sharp wooden boards.
At this time, the room became quiet again, and most of the drunken gentlemen suddenly woke up.
Song Xin said calmly: "Sister, Liu Ling, you go back first."
The two women immediately broke free from the entanglement and fled behind Song Xin. Song Yu took action just now and shocked them. No one dared to stop him at this time.
"How dare you commit murder here! Do you know who I am?" A young man cursed loudly.
"My father is..."
"Tell him to shut up." Song Xin ordered.
"Pa!" Song Yu suddenly appeared in front of the man and slapped the young man in the face with a loud slap. This man was immediately stunned. He didn't expect that anyone would dare to hit him.
"You dare to hit me?"
"Pah!" Song Yu slapped her again.
Li Chun also didn't expect that Song Xin would dare to hit someone here, and shouted loudly: "Someone is coming! Someone is coming quickly!"
But he called for a long time, but no one came. Those usually "loyal" congregants had already dispersed. Only the four poor people up and down the stairs were still wailing on the ground and unable to get up.
"You little thief! Go to hell!" A young man pulled out his sword with a swipe and stabbed Song Xin in the chest.
Song Xin sneered, ducked sideways, and flicked the man's ribs. The young man bent down in pain, but Song Xin stepped on his sword. Then he lightly punched him on the cheek with his backhand.
Song Xin picked up his sword with one kick, took it in his hand, glanced at it and said, "It's just an appearance, like a native chicken or a tile-roofed dog."
At this time, Song Yu took the young masters and threw them into the corner of the room one by one, and treated them in the same way, letting them see the scene of hell, and the tortured ghosts were their own faces. Li Chun stared at this scene blankly, his face turned pale with fright, and he was trembling while holding his sword.
Song Xin walked up to Li Chun and smiled contemptuously, "Do you know that they are my family members?"
"Know...know..."
"Then you still dare to kidnap them?"
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Li Chun felt like he was being interrogated like a prisoner. How could he have ever been wronged like this? He took a step back, put his hand on the hilt of his sword and threatened: "Song Xin, today's matter will not end like this..."
"What do you want? Cut me with a sword? But I can tell you, if you really want to take action, I will never give you a chance to draw the sword."
It was also the first time for A Jiang and Liu Ling to see Song Xin acting so domineering, and they both looked surprised.
Li Chun was stared at by Song Xin's eyes, as if facing the gaze of an abyssal beast.
"You...you dare to threaten me? I am the saint of the Three Saints..."
"Pah!" Before he could finish his words, Li Chun received a loud slap in the face, which made his head buzz and caused a few teeth to fly out.
"Song Xin played well." Xiaoyu's voice said.
Li Chun never expected that Song Xin had no scruples and dared to take action directly here. This guy usually looks kind, but it's just a facade, but he's actually a lunatic! Maybe he really dared to kill himself. Thinking of that day outside the poetry meeting, Li Chun thought that Song Xin dared to attack him because Xia Houchong and Cao Chong were behind him.
Little did he know that Song Xin was still restraining his strength. If he hit with all his strength, the slap just now could twist Li Chun's neck 360 degrees.
At this time, there was a burst of chaotic footsteps on the stairs, and then someone shouted: "Holy Son, we are here!"
Li Chun was overjoyed. Regardless of the swelling in his cheeks, he shouted with all his strength: "Come...come on, save me!"
Then, a dozen sturdy congregants poured in. When Li Chun saw it, he immediately pointed at Song Xin and shouted to them: "Go ahead, beat him to death!" There were only three of Song Xin, and there were more than a dozen of them here. Are they still afraid that they can't beat him?
The congregants were not stupid. When they came in, they saw people moaning all over the floor and the four people who were unconscious at the bottom of the stairs. They knew that Song Xin was not someone to be trifled with. They only dared to surround Song Xin, but no one dared to take action first.
Song Xin shook his head contemptuously, "What, do you want to go? It's useless."
Suddenly his figure flashed and came directly to a foot in front of Li Chun. Li Chun was startled and wanted to draw his sword, but Song Xin pinched his wrist instantly.
"Before your father got rich, he was just a commoner. You dare to come here to show off, you're a bastard!" Song Xin cursed, and at the same time, he exerted force with his hand, and with a "click" sound, Li Chun's wrist was broken, and at the same time There was a sharp pain in his lower abdomen.
"Wow..." Li Chun felt as if a siege log had hit his stomach, and he flew backwards, knocking over a table.
"Holy Son!" Only then did the members of the Three Saints Religion react and rushed over to check on Li Chun's injury.
Li Chun was seen holding his lower abdomen, his face was like gold paper, his head was sweating profusely, he was foaming at the mouth in pain, his eyes were rolled up, and he was twitching constantly. Song Xin's punch just now contained a sharp golden seal, which permanently took away Li Chun's ability to be a man.
"Master Li, I wanted to have a drink with you, but it seems that you are not feeling well today." Song Xin sneered. Song Yu had already noticed that Song Xin had secretly used tricks to defeat Li Chun, and sneered and folded her arms.
"Who is so bold and dares to touch my Holy Son of the Three Saints?"
A cold voice came from far away, followed by a white figure arriving in an instant.
"Vice-leader Wen!" The congregants immediately knelt down on one knee and saluted.
(End of chapter)
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