Wu Qi Lingtian

A young man in blue clothes spoke arrogantly towards the door, and behind this young man, there were actually three attendants in sackcloth. It was obvious that this young man in green clothes had a high status.

"stop!"

Seeing the situation, Wei Hong said angrily, then walked over quickly, and after seeing the young man, he also remembered who this guy was based on his memory.

The first son of the Wei family, Wei Wuyou, the younger brother of Wei Wuyou, compared with Wei Wuyou, the number one master of the Wei family, Wei Wuyou is a standard first- and second-generation ancestor, and a first-class warrior. .

"Wei Wusi, you are going too far."

Wei Hong walked in front of him, looked at his face that had turned a little pale because of excessive indulgence, and said coldly.

Wei Wuyou looked back and saw Wei Hong, but he didn't show a trace of panic. Usually Wei Hong would walk around when he saw him, but Wei Wuyou looked at Wei Hong with a hint of sarcasm on his face.

"You are about to die. I came here to do good deeds. After all, I can't let Xiaoye be alone!" Wei Wuli said with a playful smile.

However, when he saw that Wei Hong was not as cautious as usual, but looked abnormally determined, he couldn't help frowning, and after taking another look, Wei Wuli thought he understood, and suddenly burst out laughing.

"I said why are you so calm, so you have reached the second rank of warrior, haha, do you think that you can win Wei Bao if you reach the second rank of warrior?"

Looking at Wei Wusu's appearance, Wei Hong didn't answer, but said coldly: "Get lost!"

"You!" Wei Wuyou's face became gloomy, and he was about to make a move, but he was pulled back by an older boy behind him.

"Second Young Master, Eldest Young Master said, don't provoke Wei Hong for these three days. Fortunately, on the arena, you can deal with him severely, and at the same time, you can also give Wei Song a severe blow in the face."

After hearing what the entourage said, Wei Wuji suddenly showed a smile, looked at Wei Hong and said, "Haha, let you go today, after you are beaten to death by Wei Bao, I will ask your maid to serve me and treat me well." After playing enough, I will sell her to the Xiaoyao Building and make her a bitch who is ridiculed by tens of thousands of people, haha."

"Let's go." After Wei Wuji finished speaking, he laughed and wanted to leave.

Xiaoyao Building is the largest brothel in Songlin Town. Originally, Wei Hong didn't want to cause trouble, but after listening to Wei Wuli's words, there was a murderous intent in his eyes.

"I have always threatened others. Even if I am not strong enough today, it is not something you people can threaten."

Wei Hong said coldly in his heart, and then said coldly: "Did I let you go?"

Wei Wuli stopped, turned to look at Wei Hong, and said impatiently: "Do you think that you have reached the second level of cultivation, so you have confidence?"

"Master Wei Hong, please be careful. Although you have reached the second rank, you are still a little weak." The follower who persuaded Wei Wuli at the beginning said firmly.

"Paws!"

As soon as Wei Hong finished speaking, he moved quickly in front of him, slapped him fiercely, and said in a cold tone: "Masters are talking to each other, you are a servant, what are you talking about?"

Wei San touched his face, but didn't realize it for a moment. Although he was called a servant, even Wei Wuyou respected him a little, not because of his force, but because of his hard work.

However, what Wei Hong said made sense, but Wei San could only suffer from being dumb.

"How dare you hit my people?" Wei Wuli reacted, pointed at Wei Hong, and said angrily.

"Hehe, what's the matter? I'm just teaching the slave a lesson for the second son. Since you are a slave, you must act like a slave." Wei Hong laughed with a hint of sarcasm on his face.

With Wei Wuli's face becoming embarrassing, Wei Hong said again: "Second Young Master, you can get out now, otherwise, I'm afraid that if there is any conflict at the beginning, you won't be able to explain it to the First Young Master!"

Wei Hong naturally heard Wei San's words just now, so he looked at Wei Wusi with disdain, and he was sure that he had to swallow his anger.

"Okay, okay, I think you can still be arrogant for a few more days." Wei Wuli almost vomited blood from anger. Once upon a time, he should have said these words by himself.

Wei Wuji was about to turn around and leave at this moment, he was very much looking forward to the martial arts competition two days later, when Wei Hong was beaten to death by Wei Bao on the ring, but just as Wei Wuji turned around, he felt a huge thrust from behind.

"what!"

A soft cry came from Wei Wuli's mouth, and then, Wei Wuli was kicked away, and by coincidence, he was kicked outside the gate of the small courtyard, a standard dog-eat-shit action.

"Second young master." The others didn't expect that Wei Hong would dare to make a move, and when they realized it, they ran to help Wei Wuli up.

"Damn it, you dare to hit me?" Wei Wuli didn't have any injuries, but he couldn't swallow his breath, and looked at Wei Hong in the courtyard, and said loudly.

"I said, let you go." Wei Hong finished speaking expressionlessly, and immediately closed the courtyard door.

"Ah!" Wei Wuli's face became a little deformed due to anger, but Wei San also sighed secretly when he felt Wei Hong's momentum just now.

"Second Young Master, don't worry, he won't be jumping around for a few days, Master Wei Bao, he will definitely beat him down when the time comes." Wei San saw that Wei Wuli was about to lose his temper again, and quickly persuaded him.

"Hmph, let's go, I'll take note of this account." With a shake of his hand, Wei Wuli dropped a hateful word.

"Squeak!"

Before Wei Hong could knock on the door, the door was already opened, and Xiao Ye poked out her little head pitifully, Wei Hong looked up at Xiao Ye, the tears on his face were still wet, but his eyes were shining brightly, Watching Wei Hong closely, he said with a sob in his voice, "Master, it's not worth it for me."

"It's not worth it or not. If you can't even keep your maid, what's the difference between it and a waste?" Wei Hong said calmly after glancing at Xiaoye.

As soon as the voice fell, she walked towards her master bedroom, not paying any attention to the petrified Xiaoye behind her. After Wei Hong left for a long time, Xiaoye finally realized, feeling the confidence of Wei Hong when he spoke just now, murmured : "Master has changed."

Wei Mansion Inner Courtyard

In a slightly exquisite small courtyard, there was a woman sitting upright in the main hall. She had a delicate appearance and was wearing expensive jewelry. It was Wei Hong's mother, Song Jia, and Wei Hong's elder brother, Wei Song, was sitting below. , with a little anger on his face.

"I'll look for him in person tomorrow. How could he do anything wrong at this critical juncture." Song Jia glanced at Wei Hong and said calmly, as if talking about a stranger.

The head of the Wei family, Wei Tiannan, is in seclusion. The family is divided into several factions. The elders each support the person they like. Among them, Wei Wuyou, the number one young man in the Wei family, is the biggest faction. The second faction is Wei Song, and the two factions compete for power and profit with each other. You come and go, and even kill each other secretly.

Family disputes are inherently cruel. Because Wei Hong has always been ineffective, Song Jia has never paid attention to them. Even if his own son is useless, he will be abandoned by him. But when he suddenly heard that Wei Hong wanted to fight with Wei Hong. The life and death of the leopard, Song Jia thought for a long time, and then spent the capital and bought a violent yuan pill.

Although there will be negative effects, but to be able to help the eldest son, Wei Bao is also Wei Wuyou's subordinate, and to be able to break his arm, in Song Jia's view, this is the only thing to consider. As for Wei Hong's body Death, Song Jia didn't think much about it.

A waste can be used. In Song Jia's view, Wei Hong should cherish this opportunity.

"How is your strength now? Will you be able to win against Wei Wuyou in the competition in January?" Song Jia frowned, looking at Wei Song, whom she had hoped for, and said with concern.

"Now my martial energy can be freely retracted, and by chance, I got a tendon-cutting pill, which forced out most of the impurities in my body. Today, I have reached the peak of the fourth rank of warriors. I believe , even if Wei Wuyou from the Wei family, I can suppress him." Wei Song said arrogantly after hearing what his mother said.

"Okay, don't worry about anything recently, you just need to cultivate with peace of mind. If you can break through the fourth rank of warrior, I believe that the position of Patriarch can be said to be in your pocket." Song Jia said happily with a happy face.