Wuwu Jianghu

Chapter 2322: The Waters of the Jianghu Are Deep

The two of them cried heartbrokenly, infecting more than a hundred young nuns at the scene to talk and accuse Feng Ziyue of being a bad person. You Bei'er cried out, "You are a heartless man, you have no shame. I thought you were a man, but it turns out you are a flower thief. You came to the nunnery with me because you are a playboy. You must die."

Bei'er screamed loudly, and more than a hundred little nuns raised their swords and quickly surrounded Feng Ziyue with flashing lanterns, wanting to kill him. Xi Qingyang saw Mei Jiuchun and Mei Jiuqiu crying miserably and telling the story very seriously, but she was also skeptical. She had rich social experience and always felt that something was wrong, but she had no evidence.

Mei Jiuchun and Mei Jiuqiu were overjoyed when they saw more than a hundred little nuns surrounding Feng Ziyue and wanting to kill him. As the saying goes, even a good tiger cannot stand up to a pack of wolves.

  Feng Ziyue was so angry that she scratched her ears and shook her head wildly, her hair was disheveled, her robe fluttered, she bared her teeth and roared, then she jumped into the group of little nuns like a madman, scaring them so much that they ran away!

Mei Jiuqiu and Mei Jiuchun were so angry that they didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It turned out that they were just a bunch of good-for-nothings. Feng Ziyue flew in front of them. The two flew into the courtyard and landed in the open space. Xi Qingyang came in front of them and asked, "Are you two telling the truth?"

My dear hero, everything we said is true. Feng Ziyue is ambitious, treacherous, and a flower thief. He must die. You just said that your daughter has something to do with Feng Ziyue. Your daughter has fallen into the fire pit. You must kill Feng Ziyue now, otherwise, your daughter will live in dire straits.

"Yes, yes, hero, we have been abused by Feng Ziyue for many years. If your daughter falls into Feng Ziyue's trap, it will be over."

Mei Jiuchun and Mei Jiuqiu kept saying bad things about Feng Ziyue. Xi Qingyang saw Feng Ziyue, who was like a wild ghost, and thought, damn, this guy really doesn't seem like a good guy.

Feng Ziyue, your two wives seem to be fine, but instead of living a good life with your children, you are having affairs with other women. Prepare to die.

Feng Ziyue was so angry that she took off her pants and ran around the yard, "Hero, senior, don't listen to their lies. These two women and their sister were killed by me. They are!" Feng Ziyue was about to say the names of the three plum blossoms when she was interrupted by Mei Jiuchun.

She cried and shouted, "Yes, Feng Ziyue is right. We do have three sisters. One of them disobeyed him, so he put her in a steamer and ate her alive. My sister died a miserable death."

Mei Jiuqiu laughed so hard that she slapped her thigh, which made Mei Jiuchun so angry that he stepped on her feet hard. Mei Jiuqiu didn't laugh and pretended to cry!

The scene went into an uproar, with more than a hundred young nuns shouting, asking Xi Qingyang to kill this beastly man, saying he was too cruel.

Xi Qingyang frowned, "Fuck you, Feng Ziyue, you really deserve to die. These two women are not satisfied with marrying you and giving birth to children with you. The most important thing is that you also seduced my daughter. I must kill you today."

Xi Qingyang swung his martial arts sword into the air and pounced on Feng Ziyue. Feng Ziyue was so angry that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Senior, it's a misunderstanding, it's a misunderstanding, these two women framed me." Feng Ziyue tried to explain evasively, but Xi Qingyang didn't care about his jealousy at all and attacked fiercely, with each move being vicious and deadly.

Mei Jiuchun looked at Mei Jiuqiu and said, "Sister, how about using someone else's knife to kill someone? It would be better if this woman and Feng Ziyue died at the same time today. We can take over the nunnery and this place will be the headquarters for the time being."

Ok.

Sister, I want men. When we take over this place, please capture as many men as possible for me, okay?

Mei Jiuqiu stared at Mei Jiuchun with lustful eyes and asked. Mei Jiuchun nodded repeatedly, saying that she also wanted a man.

The more they discussed, the happier they became, as if they had already occupied the nunnery. They stood under the eaves, watching Xi Qingyang slaughter Feng Ziyue. Xi Qingyang was a great knight, and unless Feng Ziyue really took action, she would really be injured by Xi Qingyang. Feng Ziyue explained again and again, but Xi Qingyang didn't listen at all. Feng Ziyue was so angry that she decided to teach this woman a lesson, and she pulled out the Xuankun needle and used 30% of her strength to fight with the two of them.

After fighting for thirty to fifty rounds with no winner, Mei Jiuchun and Mei Jiuqiu smiled evilly and suddenly took off to attack Feng Ziyue. Feng Ziyue was too lazy to fight and escaped in darkness.

Xi Qingyang and the others did not chase after them. After all, this was a no-man's land with many roads connected in all directions. It was dark in the wilderness and all kinds of people could be seen there, so it was easy to get into trouble. Feng Ziyue stood in circles among the graves and cursed Xi Qingyang, Mei Jiuchun and Mei Jiuqiu for an hour. His plan this time completely failed and he returned to Xishan Sect dejectedly.

The lights in the nunnery were bright. Xi Qingyang warmly invited Mei Jiuchun and Mei Jiuqiu into the house to drink tea and eat fruit. He kept comforting them not to worry, and said that if they met Feng Ziyue one day, he would definitely kill him.

Mei Jiuchun and Mei Jiuqiu tentatively asked and learned that the woman in front of them was Xi Qingyang. They hesitated to leave, knowing that this woman was as good at using poison and crazy as themselves. They had no idea about this guy's magic and it would be troublesome if something went wrong.

The two of them were about to leave, but Xi Qingyang stopped them and said, "You two, stay at my place, you will have food and drink, and wait for Feng Ziyue to come. I think this guy will come again, and then we can join forces to capture him and make him a eunuch."

Mei Jiuqiu looked at Mei Jiuchun, "Sister, should we leave or stay? I get angry when I think of Feng Ziyue bullying us weak women. Our children are the most pitiful." Mei Jiuqiu burst into tears and cried loudly, crying bitterly and cursing Feng Ziyue as a beast. Mei Jiuchun also acted and cried along with her. Their crying moved more than a hundred little nuns to tears. They raised swords, spears and wooden sticks and shouted that they wanted to kill Feng Ziyue, the rapist.

"Sister, let's go. We can't cause trouble to this female hero. If Feng Ziyue starts killing people, we will all die."

Mei Jiuchun wiped her tears and bowed to Xi Qingyang, and then she bowed politely to the group of little nuns, who were so moved that they burst into tears.

Mei Jiuchun and Mei Jiuqiu hugged each other and ran to the door.

Master, Master, Master, please keep them both. They are so pitiful. The group of little nuns surround Xi Qingyang.

Xi Qingyang nodded, "Please stay, my two poor sisters. There are rapists and robbers everywhere in this wilderness. Please stay."

Sister, please stay, we will take this opportunity...! Mei Jiuqiu whispered, Mei Jiuchun stopped and turned back to kneel down in front of Xi Qingyang, "Thank you, hero, then we will stay, sorry to trouble you."

Xi Qingyang quickly stepped forward to support them, and the three women hugged each other and cried bitterly with dissatisfaction.

Xi Qingyang asked Bei'er to arrange for Mei Jiuchun and Mei Jiuqiu to live in her best rooms, while she herself lived in the cross-courtyard.

The two lived in a nunnery. Their idea was simple: wait for Feng Ziyue, and then openly inquire whether there were any gold, silver or jewelry in the nunnery, and kill Xi Qingyang by the way.

In the north city of Xishan, there is a lot of traffic, fishing boats and merchant ships coming and going. The wide river is filled with people beating gongs and drums to welcome four or five brides. Men, women, old and young stand on the shore waiting for red envelopes and wedding candies.

Feng Ziyue was listless, wandering around like a headless fly, sitting on a dry tree trunk by the river,