"If you don't eat the toast, you'll be fined with wine, so do it!"
As the leader, Brother Huo spoke, and those behind him all took action.
Lu Yun, who was forced to participate, was paddling with her fists and kicks. She looked at the Weng family but did not notice Ruan Ji's figure.
Perhaps at this time, Ruan Ji had not yet come to the Weng family.
The Qianqiu Bell is in the Weng family, and the people headed by Huo Ge want to get the Qianqiu Bell from the Weng family in this clip.
In this way, the Qianqiu Bell had appeared in Wujian Town a long time ago, so why did it only happen now?
Judging from Weng Tiangang's expression, he was not completely ignorant.
If you want to know the truth, you probably have to go back to the outer layer.
Kicking everyone away, someone on Lu Yun's side made a sneak attack, and she saw Ah Li imitating her movements and kicking out.
Ah Li's hair was very long, reaching her calves. It was braided into a big flower and hung in front of her body. Because of her movements, her long hair was thrown behind her.
The long hairband was swaying in the black hair, and the hairband was swaying at the end of the hair. The bright red color matched well with the blood on the ground.
Ah Li is a maverick girl, Lu Yun thought.
Lu Yun, who was going to fight to the end, only lingered on the edge of the battle, kicking out from time to time to show that he was indeed working.
And as those who were really put together by Brother Huo, they worked a lot.
For the benefit promised by Brother Huo, their moves were all realistic to fight against the Weng family.
Just as Lu Yun thought before, Weng Zi, who has a heart as high as the sky, is a strong-willed person.
Her sword was limp and non-deterrent.
That nice sword looked more like a toy in her hands.
There were too many people on Brother Huo's side, and the Weng family could initially cooperate with Weng Zi in acting, but later they were too busy to take care of themselves. Without the protection of the others, Weng Zi soon discovered that his strength was not as powerful as he had shown.
A sword thrust forward. The sword that was supposed to pierce the enemy's heart lightly struck the enemy's arm. The sharp blade was supposed to cut through the flesh and blood, but in Weng Zi's hand, it only cut through the sleeve.
A sword attack that wasn't even a scratch turned Weng Zi's face into an embarrassing purple color.
She held the sword and looked at her father with her mouth wide open.
When he wanted to say something, he almost got his head chopped off in a panic.
It was Weng Tiangang who saved her. Compared with Weng Zi, Weng Tiangang's sword was in the sky and on the ground.
The long sword swept across, the sword light was thick.
The sword full of the breath of the earth, in Weng Tiangang's hand, can cause the earth to rumble.
The ground trembled, some people could not stand steadily, and some dared to take advantage of the fire.
Brother Huo was practicing boxing. His palms were as hard as metal and glowed with a cold golden color. He faced Weng Tiangang's sword and refused to give an inch.
The two were fighting fiercely, and it could be seen that Weng Tiangang had been devoting part of his mind to protecting Weng Zi.
From here, it seems that the father and daughter are deeply in love.
But would a father who truly loves his daughter teach his daughter to be such an "innocent and romantic" in such a world of cultivation where the jungle prevails?
This kind of fatherly love is too one-sided.
Weng Zi has killed people before, but her sword has no murderous intent.
Because she had never really killed anyone, those who died in her hands were all prisoners handed to her, and all she had to do was draw her sword.
At this moment, Weng Zi was stunned when faced with this cruel scene.
A person who is distracted on the battlefield will die more easily than a weak person.
A talisman exploded in front of Weng Zi, and the thorns formed instantly entangled Weng Zi.
The thorns covered with sharp thorns left traces of blood on Weng Zi's body mercilessly. As Weng Zi struggled, they penetrated deeper into the flesh and blood.
Weng Zi could feel the thorn sucking his blood.
Her hands and feet were restrained, and a broad knife came towards her.
Weng Zi's cheeks turned pale as paper because of fear, and the only thing she could do was to shout.
She shouted: "Dad, save me!"
The trembling voice was so small that it should have been drowned in the battlefield, but Weng Tiangang, who had been observing Weng Zi, certainly noticed it.
The sword that was supposed to be aimed at Brother Huo turned around on the way. This sword cut off the thorns and allowed Weng Zi to be free.
But Weng Tiangang himself, forced by Brother Huo, only had time to block the palm with his left arm.
This palm had an overwhelming momentum, and Weng Tiangang could clearly hear the sound of his own bones shattering as his flesh collided with it.
The arm hung limply, and blood flowed down, gathering into a puddle on the ground.
The right hand holding the sword was still intact, and a painful emotion appeared on Weng Tiangang's face.
Panting, he avoided Huo Ge's attack and wanted to take Weng Zi under his wings, but someone was faster.
The man grabbed Weng Zi's arm, obviously he discovered Weng Zi's importance to Weng Tiangang.
"Capture her without mercy, or I will kill her!"
The man was harsh enough and grabbed Weng Zi's neck. His nails dug into the texture and he could feel the bones under his fingertips.
With a little force, it can be broken.
Weng Zi was caught again, her body shaking uncontrollably.
As a swordsman, her sword had already fallen to the ground when it was trapped by thorns.
twice.
After being arrested twice, Weng thought not to resist, but to place his hope on others.
Facing his daughter's tear-filled eyes, Weng Tiangang's raised sword fell down.
He smiled bitterly and looked at Brother Huo, his voice hoarse and unpleasant.
"I'll give you the things, and you let my daughter go."
The battle started and ended suddenly. Even Brother Huo seemed not to have expected that Weng Tiangang would surrender so easily.
Outside the crowd, Lu Yun watched with cold eyes.
The look she looked at Weng Tiangang was sarcastic.
Accept fate?
If the other party really accepted his fate, how could Wujian Town be controlled by him and exclude outsiders.
She was thinking about something.
According to Brother Huo, the Qianqiu Bell is hidden in Weng's house, and Weng Tiangang is undoubtedly the owner of the clock.
As the master, will Weng Tiangang be aware of this different time and space created by Qianqiu Zhong?
Will do.
Lu Yun whispered in her heart.
Everything in front of me is more like a drama.
"Ayun, something seems wrong."
Ah Li, who was beside her, came over and whispered, shaking off the blood on her hands.
In order to fulfill her promise to protect Lu Yun, she killed many people. The blood stained her slender fingers red, but she didn't care.
This is a man who is used to killing.
Lu Yun's eyes met the other person's, with a sure smile on her face.
"I think so."
Weng Tiangang has a problem, and the real problem is not in the inner layer, but in the outer layer.
According to what the beast king said, Wen Ruyu was in the opponent's hands and was going to be sacrificed, so the outer layer was the center.
Looking at Brother Huo, he didn't seem to realize this.
Is he being deceived or has his own opinion? Lu Yun guessed.
Her arm was held by someone, it was Ah Li. Her fingers had been wiped clean long ago, and she looked at Lu Yun with a smile.
"Ayun, you and I really have a tacit understanding. We were born to be friends."
"Then Brother Huo is not smart enough. You can follow me from now on. I guarantee you can walk sideways."
Lu Yun responded with a smile, her back never relaxing when the other person came closer.
She thought that she seemed to have missed something.
