In the carriage.
Chu Xiaoxiao was still the only one chattering.
Everyone else was silent.
Luo Qingzhou was concentrating with his eyes closed, but he could clearly feel the eyes of someone opposite him looking at him.
Sister Dao also had something wrong today.
His face was still calm, but his sitting posture was a little strange.
It turned out that every time she sat across from him, she would stretch her legs and her feet would almost touch his, sitting in a relaxed and generous posture.
But today, she bent her legs inward and tucked her feet tightly under the seat.
Such a cautious and restrained sitting posture is very inconsistent with the sword next to her and her majestic expression.
Luo Qingzhou really wanted to explain to her that he was really not interested in her feet.
Chu Xiaoxiao was asking the young man named Zhou Boyue with concern, asking him if he was beaten yesterday and why his neck was full of nail marks.
At this time, several people in the carriage looked at the taciturn young man.
Sure enough, his neck was full of fingernail marks.
But depending on the situation, it probably happened last night.
Because when everyone returned to the city from the Blackwood Forest in the evening, he didn't have it around his neck.
Zhou Boyue was introverted and didn't like to talk. When he saw everyone looking at him, his face suddenly turned red. After being silent for a while, he said, "He was caught."
Wu Kui next to him showed a smile that only a man can understand, and whispered: "A woman caught you, right? Was it too intense last night?"
Zhou Boyue lowered his head and said awkwardly: "Mother-in-law..."
As soon as these words came out, the smile on Wu Kui's face suddenly froze.
The other people in the carriage were also shocked and looked at him in disbelief.
The atmosphere suddenly became a little solid.
There was silence for a while.
Sister Dao opened her mouth and explained to him: "Don't get it wrong, everyone. Zhou Boyue is the son-in-law of a certain mansion. I have met him several times in the inner city. His mother-in-law... has a bad temper. She used to be on the street. He was insulted and beaten.”
After saying that, she quickly apologized: "Zhou Boyue, I'm sorry, I don't think I should say these things."
Zhou Boyue smiled miserably and said: "It's okay, Sister Dao, I'm not afraid of being recognized. I often follow my mother-in-law on the street, and I'm often insulted and beaten by her. I guess everyone knows me, and there's nothing to hide. "
Everyone immediately looked at him with sympathy.
Chu Xiaoxiao clenched her little fist and said angrily: "Brother Zhou, why is your mother-in-law so bad? You are not a warrior, why don't you resist?"
Zhou Boyue remained silent.
Wu Kui on the side said bitterly: "You also heard that Sister Dao said that he was the son-in-law of the bride-in-law. I guess this surname is inherited from other people's families. Men who have married into the bride-in-law have no dignity and rights to resist. Sometimes they are worse than slaves. "
Sister Dao also nodded and said: "It is better for a man not to get married than to marry into a wife. Entering someone else's house is humiliating and disrespectful. You are also exploited like a cow or a horse, and even insulted and beaten. A married woman is the most disrespectful person." and status, we are okay now. The son-in-law can still go out to help the government with business, and can even take the imperial examination and martial arts examination. Like in the previous dynasty, the son-in-law could not even go out casually, let alone the imperial examination, etc., he could do it in the government If you do something wrong, you may even be beaten to death directly..."
Zhou Boyue's eyes were red and he lowered his head and said nothing.
Wu Kui sighed and said: "These days, it would be nice to have a place to live, food to eat, a wife and children. These things are all given by the family, how can he resist? And the law does not allow it. A son-in-law disobeys his elders and his wife's family. Like Brother Zhou, he can only wait until he is truly capable before running away from home, or he can become famous and have an identity, so that he can feel proud."
Several people said something to each other, all discussing the pity of the son-in-law.
At this time, Nangong Meijiao, who had been silent, suddenly said coldly: "Not necessarily. Some sons-in-law, even if they have not yet become famous, may still be successful in their wives' families."
When she saw several people looking at her with disbelief, she snorted coldly, folded her arms and said, "I know a family anyway, and the son-in-law in that family is a weak scholar with some talent and good looks. He was as good at getting along as anyone in that mansion. The women in the mansion, including his mother-in-law, were all around him all day long. He had so many girls in his room every night that he couldn't keep them. Even his father-in-law and his wife His brothers are also very kind to him. His father-in-law is also planning to hand over the entire property of the mansion to him."
As soon as these words came out, several people looked at each other.
"There is such a son-in-law? I have never heard of it."
Wu Kui's face was full of surprise and envy.
Zhou Boyue also raised his head and said with red eyes: "Is there really such a son-in-law?"
Sister Dao on the side said: "It doesn't sound very reliable. Unless the son-in-law is a great martial arts master and the number one scholar. But how can a man like that be willing to become a son-in-law?"
Nangong Meijiao sneered and said sarcastically: "I have no knowledge."
After saying that, he stopped talking.
At this time, Luo Qingzhou suddenly looked at the red-eyed young man sitting in the corner and said, "Brother Zhou, is your mother-in-law... called Zhou Lan?"
Zhou Boyue suddenly looked up at him: "You...how do you know?"
Then he smiled miserably: "Sure enough, everyone knows."
Luo Qingzhou secretly thought what a coincidence.
It turned out that every time his mother-in-law scolded him, she would mention how the unlucky son-in-law of Zhou Lan's family was doing such a good job, but he didn't expect that it was this poor man in front of him.
It seems that this person is also enduring the humiliation and keeping a low profile.
Several people chatted along the way and soon arrived at the destination.
The carriage stopped on the road outside the blackwood forest.
Sister Dao took several people and got off the car one after another.
Zhou Boyue probably felt a little embarrassed, so he quickly left alone after getting off the car.
Chu Xiaoxiao once again invited everyone to form a team, but was still rejected.
When Luo Qingzhou was about to leave, Sister Dao stopped him and said with a cold face: "Next time you want to ask me for help, make it clear in advance and pay the gold coins in advance. There is no need to deliberately say such disgusting words. Last night If I hadn't been merciful, I would have cut off your head with one blow."
Luo Qingzhou apologized awkwardly again and said: "Okay, Sister Dao."
After he left, everyone else also left one after another.
"Whoosh——"
He tensed up his body and muscles and tried to bounce, and sure enough, he bounced higher and farther than before.
"boom!"
He punched again in mid-air.
The explosive power and power of this punch are completely different from those before. The sound of the sonic boom can instantly kill the previous punch.
"Crack!"
The trunk of a big tree in front of him was shattered by his punch, and the upper part fell down.
There was a strong burning smell wafting from the fracture.
It seems that the power of Thunder Fist has also increased a lot.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
He jumped quickly among the woods, as agile as an ape, and quickly jumped to the towering tree before. He looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he took out the Sun and Moon Mirror from his storage bag. It was carefully placed on the canopy of the tree, facing the sun.
Then he continued to jump forward and began to search for monsters.
This time, he zoomed in.
However, no monsters were found until noon.
After eating beef and fruit in the tree and drinking water, he continued his search.
Unknowingly, he had left the outskirts of the Black Wood Forest.
While jumping on the tree, I suddenly heard the sound of "bang bang bang" punches and fierce fighting coming from the woods nearby.
At the same time, the trees over there fell to the ground.
Listening to the voice and looking at the momentum, the strength of both sides of the battle cannot be underestimated.
Luo Qingzhou did not dare to stay. Just as he was about to leave quickly, he suddenly saw a familiar figure wearing a mask appearing from the forest nearby.
He stepped back and punched.
Chasing behind him were two young men, one tall and one short, both wearing black attire like him.
The two of them cooperated tacitly, one punched and the other kicked, with amazing power.
The thick trees nearby that were kicked by fists and legs all broke and fell with a "click" sound.
The three of them were chattering all the way, and soon they were under Luo Qingzhou.
The man wearing the mask was none other than Qin Chuan, the second son of the Qin family.
In addition to having the same figure, Luo Qingzhou also recognized his mask.
Because when he went back last evening, he saw Nangong Meijiao standing with the masked man, and even talked to him when he left.
Who is it if it’s not Qin Chuan?
Moreover, Luo Qingzhou still remembered the posture and momentum of his punches. He remembered it clearly when he taught him Thunderclap Boxing by the lake.
Qin Chuan seemed to be stronger, but he was facing two people who were not much weaker than him, and their fist and kick coordination was very tacit and smooth.
The three of them seemed to have been fighting for a long time, and they were all breathing heavily and sweating profusely.
Qin Chuan estimated that his internal strength and physical strength were about to be exhausted, and he was about to retreat, but the two people on the opposite side followed him very closely and did not give him any chance.
Luo Qingzhou hid above, holding his breath, concentrating his breath, and quietly watching the wonderful fight between the three of them.
More than ten minutes passed.
Qin Chuan punched the short man in the chest, knocking him against the big tree behind.
But he was also kicked in the shoulder by another tall man, and he took a few steps back.
Unexpectedly, the tall man had good legs and feet, and he succeeded with one kick. He suddenly jumped up and followed up with another series of fierce kicks!
Qin Chuan blocked it with his arms in front of him. When he was hit by the last kick, he staggered and fell to the ground.
At this time, the short man had already rushed up. One of them punched, the other kicked, and the tall man violently smashed into his face and kicked his right abdomen where the kidneys were!
A harsh sonic boom erupted in the air!
"puff!"
Unexpectedly, at this moment, a large bag of lime powder suddenly fell on the heads of the tall man and the short man. The white sky covered the sky and the sun, instantly blocking their sight and covering their front, back, left and right!
Although many of them were blown away by the strong wind around them, due to the large number, some even fell on them more quickly along with the rotating strong wind.
The two of them were caught off guard and were suddenly thrown away, instantly turning into two snow-white people.
Qin Chuan took the opportunity to stand up, and while retreating, he punched the lime powder that was coming towards him.
"There's an ambush! Let's go!"
The two men, one tall and one short, turned around and quickly retreated without any hesitation, disappearing into the woods in front of them in the blink of an eye.
Qin Chuan punched away the lime powder in front of him. He looked up and saw a familiar figure jumping on the tree above his head like an ape. He quickly disappeared and disappeared.
He stood there, frowning, with an expression of surprise and uncertainty on his face.
At this moment, Nangong Meijiao and a short old woman ran quickly from the woods nearby.
Nangong Meijiao saw that his head was covered with white powder and he was breathing heavily. He looked at the big tree in the distance above his head with a confused look on his face, and quickly asked: "Second cousin, where is the enemy?"
Qin Chuan looked away, patted the lime powder on his body, and said, "Run away. By the way, Meijiao, did the boy I helped you beat yesterday really bully you?"
Nangong Meijiao was stunned when she heard this and said, "What's wrong?"
Qin Chuan said with confusion on his face: "That boy just helped me. If he hadn't spread the lime, I would have been injured. I almost crippled him yesterday, but he suddenly helped me today. So I want to ask, then Is he a bad person who bullies you, or is he your friend? Obviously, he should help me because of your face."
Nangong Meijiao's face froze and she froze on the spot.
The old woman next to her had a glint in her eyes, and she immediately said with a vigilant expression: "Princess, have you made friends? A boy? Which young master is he from? What is his cultivation level? How is his character?"
Nangong Meijiao ignored her and looked dazed for a moment, looking at the ground next to her.
On the grass there, white lime powder fell all over.
The old woman also took a look, and suddenly said with contempt on her face: "It seems that the character and strength are not very good. As a dignified warrior, you actually rely on such despicable means to fight. Princess, you..."
"you shut up!"
Nangong Meijiao suddenly became angry, turned her head and glared at her with cold eyes: "If you keep nagging me again, I will ask my mother to cut out your tongue when you go back!"
The old woman immediately covered her mouth and said nothing.
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