"...Li Qingyun has offended someone, someone he can't afford to offend..." Faintly, Li Qingyun could still hear one or two comments, and occasionally he was gloating about his misfortune. Of course, someone knows about what happened between Wang Meng and Li Qingyun a few days ago.
In the distance, in the outer mansion, the famous Wang Meng looked very reserved today, while next to him, the arrogant Han Qi and Lu Ming looked more like pugs today, licking their faces and following Wang Meng. Behind him, there was just a pair of eyes, looking forward from time to time, their eyes full of enthusiasm and admiration.
Next to Wang Meng was a young man in white.
This young man in white is obviously an inner disciple, and not an ordinary inner disciple.
He is Wang Xiong, Wang Xiong at the peak of the eighth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm.
He has a high reputation in the inner palace, but in the outer palace, he is more like a figure like the king of heaven. The reason why Wang Meng is so popular in the outer palace is entirely due to Wang Xiong.
When Wang Meng said that Li Qingyun had returned, Wang Xiong came in a hurry.
The development of things seemed to be beyond expectations. Li Xiang'er, who was supposed to come back a few days ago, was nowhere to be seen. A few days later, Li Qingyun came back.
"Li Qingyun won't reveal Xiang'er's whereabouts?" Wang Xiong frowned. He already knew that Wang Meng had negotiated with Li Qingyun.
"Brother, it's not that he refuses, it's that this kid is just pretending to be stupid." Wang Meng became very angry when he mentioned Li Qingyun.
"Oh, pretending to be stupid?"
"Yes, brother. When Sister Xiang'er left, she said she was going to see this Li Qingyun. Now she has disappeared. It must have something to do with him. I asked him about the whereabouts of Sister Xiang'er, and he actually said what Li Xiang'er has to do with him. , It’s not about pretending to be stupid.” Wang Meng said.
"Did you tell me that Li Xiang'er is the woman that Wang Xiong likes?"
"He told me before I could tell him that he didn't know and wouldn't admit it at all. What should I say?" Wang Meng said unwillingly.
"Oh, you're so tough?" A cold light flashed in Wang Xiong's eyes.
"He's very tough. I really don't know where this kid got the courage." Wang Meng said bitterly: "There are also those losers like Huang Yang. They really succeed more than they fail. Li Qingyun has come back, but they haven't come back yet. "
"How strong is Li Qingyun?" Wang Xiong asked again.
"The strength is unknown, but it should not exceed the third level of Lingwu." After thinking for a moment, Wang Meng said.
"Have you seen him take action?"
Wang Meng shook his head and said, "No, but after seeing the strength of Han Qi and Lu Ming yesterday, his expression suddenly changed. He was obviously surprised. This shows that he does not have the strength of the third or fourth level of Lingwu."
"You are so tough without strength. Doesn't he know your identity?" Wang Xiong's voice became very cold. Who in the outside world would dare not give him face.
"Of course he knows, he just doesn't give me face." Wang Meng said, "But I guess he won't give me face now."
"Did you teach him a lesson?" "No, I just disgusted him."
Just after Wang Meng finished speaking, Wang Xiong smelled a strong smell of shit in the air. He subconsciously frowned and covered his nose.
"Hey." But immediately after, three voices of laughter sounded next to them, obviously Wang Meng and others.
"Not bad, that guy is very capable at what he does."
Wang Meng was very satisfied with the smell in the air.
After that, they saw the crowd of people watching in front of them. With a slight cough, everyone turned their heads and saw Wang Meng and Wang Xiong. Their expressions changed and they all stepped aside. In a blink of an eye, a road leading directly to the front appeared.
Unfortunately, this avenue does not lead to some happy place, but to a house full of feces smell, and at the door of the house, there is a young man in green clothes standing.
"Ha ha!"
Li Qingyun stood in the room, and outside, everything was a mixture of solids and liquids. The wooden barrel was still thrown aside, and the contents had already tilted out. Seeing this scene, Wang Meng couldn't help laughing loudly. He stood up, and the two people behind him also laughed, seeming to be very satisfied with this masterpiece.
The laughter of the three people spread like a fuse, and then there was a roar of laughter all around.
Everyone was laughing, but Li Qingyun was the only one standing calmly in the room, looking at Wang Meng calmly, but there was a trace of imperceptible anger burning in his eyes.
Wang Xiong's appearance caused an uproar, and there was discussion again.
"Are you Li Qingyun?" Wang Xiong asked calmly from a distance.
"Who are you?" Li Qingyun asked coldly.
"Humph, you are so ignorant. You don't even know Senior Brother Wang Xiong, why don't you come here?" Han Qi, who had been silent all the way, finally had a chance to speak.
"Senior Brother Wang Xiong?" Li Qingyun looked very calm and said sarcastically: "Senior Brother Wang Xiong, if you don't stay in the inner palace, why do you come to my smelly place? Do you want to see your brother's masterpiece?"
Obviously Wang Meng found someone to do this.
"Is this the way you talk to me?" Wang Xiong's face turned gloomy. Li Qingyun was the first foreign disciple to disrespect him. If it weren't for Li Xiang'er, Li Qingyun would have been unlucky.
The spectators around looked at Li Qingyun with pity in their eyes.
"My room is like this. I don't know how senior brother Wang Xiong needs me to speak with him?" Li Qingyun suppressed his anger and responded calmly.
After sprinkling monster feces on his residence, and now he said that he had a bad attitude, Li Qingyun was naturally furious.
"Okay, very good." Wang Xiong narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashed, and a gloomy voice sounded: "She'd better be alive. If there's anything wrong with her, then just pray that you have nine lives. Tell me Li Xiang'er's whereabouts and disrespect to me today can be written off, otherwise..."
Wang Xiong didn't say the rest, and there was no need to say it, otherwise Li Qingyun would be dead. An inner disciple killing an outer disciple is like killing a chicken, let alone a superior being like Wang Xiong.
"Yuanyang Mansion has regulations that prohibit fighting in the mansion. Do you want to violate the regulations?" Li Qingyun said calmly.
"Hmph." Wang Xiong snorted coldly. He looked at Li Qingyun as if he were an idiot and said sarcastically: "Do you think if I kill you, it will disturb the rules of Yuanyang Mansion? Who are you? If I kill you, it will Your creation is all your blessing, will Yuanyang Mansion punish me for being a trash disciple like you?"
Li Qingyun clenched his fists and was furious, but did not refute. What Wang Xiong said was the truth. There was no comparison between the outer disciples and the inner disciples.
