Chapter 444: Verbal and written criticism

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The world of mortals.

Suddenly, the situation arose again, and Hongjunmen and Lingxiao Palace got married.

As we all know, ten years ago, Li Hanxi, the master of the Hongjun Sect, and Rao Fenghua, the master of the Lingxiao Palace, formed a relationship.

Now, the two families are getting married again, and it is actually the marriage between Li Hanyuan, the young master of Hongjun Clan, and Rao Yixue, the daughter of the master of Lingxiao Palace.

"Have you heard? Rao Yixue, who is second on the beauty list, is actually the daughter of the palace lord of Lingxiao Palace. Now Lingxiao Palace actually married her daughter to the young master of Hongjun Clan, Li Hanyuan."

"I heard that this is not the case. Snow Girl was raised by Xu Sanniang, the owner of Wangchun Tower."

"So, Xue Nu is a prostitute. Does the Hongjun Sect want this status?"



For a moment, Rao Yixue caused a sensation in three thousand worldly gates.

Nowadays, various scandals about Rao Yixue are emerging one after another.

"Damn it! Lingxiao Palace is so mean. They are forcing the young lady to show up."

Yue Wumu was furious, but at this juncture, he had to be patient, otherwise a small impatience would ruin the big plan.

"Despicable and shameless people, wait for me to go and kill these people who are talking nonsense."

Jingyi was furious.

"Sister Jingyi, Uncle Yue, you can't be brave in this kind of thing. They are also gambling. They don't know whether Yi Xue has..."

Before Yang Feng finished speaking, a figure quickly passed in front of him.

"Yixue, you...Yixue, don't be impulsive."

Yang Feng quickly stopped Rao Yixue with quick hands and eyes.

"Feng, don't stop me. I'm going to find Rao Fenghua and ask for an explanation. He hasn't raised me in the slightest for twenty years, but now he wants to take care of me in the name of his father.

By marrying me to someone else, he is not worthy of being my father. "

Rao Yixue was furious, she already belonged to Yang Feng, how could she marry someone else.

"Donor Rao, they are doing this to provoke you to show up. If you rush out now, it will be exactly what they want."

Fandu also spoke out to dissuade him.

"But I..."

"Yixue, your father is here."

Yang Feng feinted with a shot and shot it directly on Rao Yixue's jade neck. He knew that now, Rao Yixue would not listen to anything he said.

"You idiot, what are you doing?"

"Given Yi Xue's current state, do you think there is a better way than this? There is a lot of trouble in the city now, and I have to say that Lingxiao Palace is really doing everything possible."

Yang Feng rolled his eyes at Jingyi, then carried Rao Yixue to the bed in the room with a princess hug.

"Then what are you going to do?"

Jingyi doesn't think Yang Feng is a man who can swallow his anger.

"What else can I do? It's impossible to kill everyone in the world, but I won't let anyone go in Lingxiao Palace and Hongjunmen." 33

No bloody man would be able to tolerate his own woman being married to someone else, and Yang Feng naturally couldn't bear it either.

Therefore, he asked Yue Wumu, Jingyi and others to take turns guarding Rao Yixue, while he went out to kill people.

What is the purpose of practice?

Happy grudges, free and easy.

"You... you might as well let me, the young monk, accompany you, Master Yang."

Fandu spoke at this time.

He knew that Yang Feng was only at the first level of the world of mortals. He was just entering the second level. Even if he could practice his "Zhangliu Golden Body Technique" at an incredibly fast speed, the training time was still too short.

Whether it was against established forces like Lingxiao Palace or Hongjun Sect, it would be useless for Yang Feng to attack the stone with an egg.

"Fandu, no need. I appreciate your kindness. You should stay with them and take good care of Yi Xue."

Nowadays, there are many people outside, and Fan Du still has a bald head. No matter how he changes his appearance, he is still easily noticed by interested people.

Yang Feng went on the road alone.

Before going out, he used the disguise technique taught by Canxian to dress up carefully.

After leaving Zui Furong, Yang Feng was not exposed to the public eye, because he knew very well that to capture the thief first, capture the king.

Hongjun Gate is one of the top 100 gates among the three thousand gates of the world of mortals. It is located in the south of the world of mortals.

A place called Fengtian Valley.

But before that, Yang Feng was not in a hurry, he went to a place.

Forget Spring Tower,

He wanted to learn about Rao Yixue's past through the words of the owner of Wangchun Tower, Xu Sanniang.

Wangchun Tower is not too far from Zui Furong, and Yang Feng arrived not long after.

"Sir, are you here to have fun?"

"Sir, please come inside."



As soon as Yang Feng arrived at the door, many beautiful girls came out to greet them warmly. Yang Feng ignored them and just walked straight into Wangchun Tower.

"Master, are you here to listen to music, or are you staying in a hotel?"

As soon as Yang Feng entered the door, there was a deacon asking.

"I'm looking for the boss lady, can you help me make a recommendation?"

While talking, Yang Feng took out the Hongchen coins that he had prepared in advance. When the deacon saw the Hongchen coins in Yang Feng's bag, his heart moved, and he immediately said respectfully:

"Sir, please wait a moment and come back as soon as you go."

The deacon reluctantly moved his eyes away from Yang Feng's money bag.

Yang Feng nodded.

After waiting for a while, I saw the deacon followed by a gorgeous woman who still had charm.

"Are you looking for me?"

Xu Sanniang was so charming in her every move. If it were an ordinary person, she would fall under her pomegranate skirt at the first sight of her.

Yang Feng's will was so firm, he nodded slightly and said: "Please take a step to speak."

"Deacon Wang, go and do your work first!"

The deacon took Yang Feng's Hongchen coin and turned around to leave after receiving Xu Sanniang's instructions.

"follow me."

Xu Sanniang looked at the big man in front of her curiously and tried hard to recall the scenes in her memory, but there was no one who matched her number.

She was almost certain that she had never seen the person in front of her before. The key was that the other person's determination was far beyond her expectation.

With such curiosity, Xu Sanniang took Yang Feng to a quiet room.

"What's the matter? Can you tell me now?"

Xu Sanniang took Yang Feng to a relatively secluded room on the second floor of Wangchun Building.

"snort!"

"A pair of jade arms can be used as a pillow for thousands of people, and a tiny bit of red lips can be tasted by thousands of people."

Yang Feng spoke in a clear voice and came down with the overwhelming aura of the world.

"It's clear, are you a descendant of Confucianism?!"

The charm of Taoism is natural, and the world of mortals is coercive.

This made Xu Sanniang startled. She wanted to avoid it but it was too late.

boom!

boom!

Xu Sanniang took a few steps back, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and looked at Yang Feng with fear in her eyes.

"Who exactly are you? I forget that Chunlou is open for business. It seems that I have not offended you, right?"

Xu Sanniang suppressed the anger in her heart. The situation in the world of mortals is now very chaotic, and Wang Chunlou can only try to be alone.

"Ha! As long as you listen to me obediently and do what I say, you will still be the master of Wangchun Tower. Otherwise, you should know the rules of the mortal world of Confucianism."

Yang Feng forged a false identity for himself. These days, he not only practiced Fandu's "Zhangliu Golden Body Technique", but also practiced two mortal techniques.

Confucianism's "Speech and Writing" is naturally among them.

Xu Sanniang was filled with doubts when she saw the other party admitting it in person.

The Confucian sect had long since disappeared into the three thousand worldly realms. The rough man in front of her was completely inconsistent with the face of a frail scholar. He was able to suppress her even though he was so verbal and verbal.

Some people died, but not completely...