The myth of crossing the heavens

Chapter 138
Mrs. Wang was taken aback for a moment, her face flushed with embarrassment.

Only now did she have time to look at Yi Qingchen, and she couldn't help but be amazed.

According to Yi Qingchen's age, he is now about 30 years old, but because he has cultivated to the innate level and has the ability to maintain his face, he looks like he is in his early twenties.

He was already handsome, plus he was nourished by the innate qi every day, so it could be said that his face was like a crown jade, and he was unparalleled in beauty.

In addition, he has been an emperor for several years and has experienced fighting on the battlefield, so he has a kind of demeanor that is deep and upright but calm.

If you say it's charming, it's amazing!
Mrs. Wang was lonely in her boudoir, and her face was slightly blushing.

"The two servants are ignorant, and they made the young master angry. Please forgive me."

Mrs. Wang groaned, and said in a coquettish voice, "Dare to ask Mr. Gao's name? Have you ever been married?"

Yi Qingchen froze for a moment, feeling sick for a while.

Big sister, no matter how good-looking you are, you are now 50 years old, and you don’t seem to be good at keeping your face. There are dark spots and wrinkles on your face. Even if you use makeup to cover it up, you can’t hide it from your eyes.

I don't even want this kind of thing on board, her daughter is about the same.

"Mom, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Wang Yuyan, who was about fifteen or sixteen years old, had two red clouds flying on her face, and stomped her feet to express her dissatisfaction.

Yi Qingchen looked Wang Yuyan up and down, only to see that the figure of a young girl in her teenage years was just formed, and her facial features were exquisite and symmetrical to the point of being natural.

Coupled with the unique youthful atmosphere of a girl, she is indescribably pretty and moving,
It's just that Yi Qingchen's heart towards the Tao is very firm, and he is not moved by beauty at all, but just appreciates beauty.

At the same time, I thought in my heart that according to Wang Yuyan's age, it is not far from the beginning of the plot.

But it's useless to him, the purpose of his talking about Tianlong World is for Xiaoyao School's "cultivating immortals" exercises, not for making friends with Xiao Feng.

Mrs. Wang coughed dryly and asked, "Master, you haven't answered my question yet, what's the matter with you coming to our Mantuo Villa?"

Yi Qingchen smiled slightly, he was gentle and polite, and he didn't see the domineering who just knocked the two old servants away.

"I heard that there are secret books of martial arts hidden in the jade cave of Langhuan in your mansion. I feel admiration in my heart. If I want to watch it, I will hurry up. Madam, please satisfy my curiosity."

"How did you know..."

Mrs. Wang suddenly came to her senses before finishing her sentence, and hurriedly said: "No, my lord heard it wrong. Our Mantuo Mountain Villa makes a living from the management of camellias, and we have never dealt with any people from the Jianghu, and there is no so-called Langhuan Jade Cave."

"Why did Mrs. Wang lie to me? I wouldn't have come if I wasn't very sure."

Yi Qingchen relaxed, looked at Wang Yuyan's pretty face,

"I heard that Miss Wang has never forgotten since she was a child, and she has already memorized all the martial arts classics of Langhuan Jade Cave in her mind. If Mrs. Wang is not willing to take me to visit Langxuan Jade Cave, then I have no choice but to take Miss Wang away and let her Tell me slowly."

Madam Wang's mother and daughter's complexion changed, the former sneered and said: "Young master, you have a big tone. Now that you know the Langhuan Jade Cave, don't you know the origin of my family? Do you dare to attack me because you have eaten the heart of a bear?"

Wang Yuyan winked at the little maid, and the little maid left quietly.

Yi Qingchen didn't care about it, and said leisurely: "Are you talking about Wu Yazi and Li Qiushui from Xiaoyao Sect, or Ding Chunqiu from Xingxiu Sea?"

Mrs. Wang's complexion turned pale.

She was already white, so Yi Qingchen would be frightened, and her face would look as pale as a vampire.

"how do you know?"

Mrs. Wang said sharply: "No one knows about this except my parents. Who did you hear it from?"

Yi Qingchen deliberately frightened her, and continued: "However, Wu Yazi is already disabled, Li Qiushui is the queen in Xixia, and enjoys the blessings of all people, how can I come back to save you when I have time, your cheap father is far away in Xingxiu Sea, what's more I have no time to save you."

Mrs. Wang's face became paler and paler, and she couldn't help trembling.

It felt like being stripped naked and scrutinized inch by inch, leaving no secret behind.

"Mrs. Wang, are you going to lead the way now, or resist?"

Yi Qingchen grinned: "Don't worry, the more you resist me, the happier I will be. If you are so happy, I will send you to blend with your camellia."

"what……"

Mrs. Wang screamed and fainted from fright.

Yi Qingchen's smile just now was too perverted!

Yi Qingchen calmed down his playfulness, and prepared to use the "Soul Shifting Dafa" to ask Mrs. Wang about the news of Langxuan Yudong.

The sound of footsteps suddenly sounded, walking quickly from a distance.

The soft voice is so soft that it is almost impossible to check, the lightness kung fu of the person who can be pushed must be very high!
"Who dares to come to Manduo Villa to act wild!"

A clear voice sounded from a distance, and was sent to everyone's ears by internal force.

Wang Yuyan's face brightened, and she hurriedly called out, "Cousin, cousin, I'm here."

Yi Qingchen was a little surprised, he didn't expect to meet the second generation of the opposite boss on the first day he came to Tianlong.

Murong Fu's martial arts is not weak, he can be selected into the top ten of Tianlong, oh no, the top twenty.

One monk, two hangs, three olds and four uniques (not ranked by strength, purely numbers), even if Ding Chunqiu, Duan Yanqing and others are not counted, Murong Fu would not be ranked in the top ten.

Not even in the top ten, yet so arrogant!
Yi Qingchen raised his eyebrows, and punched Murong Fu in the direction Murong Fu came.

"Cousin be careful!"

Wang Yuyan screamed desperately, almost shattering the eardrums of several people.

Such a good Murong Fu, he is not afraid in the face of danger, he draws his long sword in an instant, and with a flick of his hand, he is a superb swordsmanship.

The sword flower flickered, and the light and shadow filled the sky.

Anyone who sees it, don't call him a good swordsmanship!

Then it's useless.

boom!
Xiantian zhenqi flowed out along the fist into a highly concentrated domineering punch, abruptly breaking Murong Fu's long sword.

Murong Fu hastily used his family's 'Dou Zhuan Xing Yi', he wanted to let go of his punch and counterattack when the enemy's attack was old.

As the saying goes, four or two pull a thousand catties.

First of all, you have four taels, and secondly, your four taels must be 'good iron', and will not be directly crushed by a thousand catties.

Murong Fu snorted fiercely, fell to the ground with a thump, and remained motionless.

Yi Qingchen has reached the highest level in her practice of 'Great Teleportation of the Universe', coupled with countless fights on the battlefield, her true qi has been carefully controlled, and every strand of power is under control.

Don't say that Murong Fu's strength is not as good as him, even Murong Fu is a congenital realm, so he can't get rid of his fist strength.

Wang Yuyan was so frightened that she almost fainted like his mother, she was quickly supported by the maid behind her, but she didn't have the strength to go forward to check on Murong Fu's situation.

How can a delicate and weak girl be of much use?
Yi Qingchen slapped Mrs. Wang awake, her eyes were condensed with strange lights.

Just when he was about to ask, he heard slight footsteps, his martial arts seemed to be higher than Murong Fu's.

"Is this God crazy?"

Yi Qingchen pondered: "Better than Murong Fu, could it be that Murong Bo came back from Shaolin Temple to secretly watch his son?"

"No, Murong Bo's martial arts are much higher than Murong Fu's. Could it be Li Qingluo's cheap father?"

These thoughts were all flashing through his mind when he heard the footsteps, and in fact he had already turned around to look at the place where the sound came from when he heard the footsteps.

(End of this chapter)