Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 178 You Are Ling Wushuang! (3)
"Oh, it's true that the emperor is not in a hurry. He is in a hurry to kill that eunuch." Old Master Ling patted his thigh angrily, but when he came over, he quickly poohed, he was not an eunuch.

Ling Qingtian snorted twice angrily, turned and left with his hands behind his back, still not knowing what he was talking to himself.

Ling Moqiu shook his head helplessly, stepped up to keep up, and thought to himself, this is old and disrespectful, can't you stop for a while?

After the affairs of the four major families were arranged and arranged, Ling Wushuang found a quiet place and prepared to conduct a retreat to fully absorb the power of the energy stone given by Lou Junyan.

Half a year later, it will be the Holy City Conference. If you want to strike first, the most important thing is to improve your own strength.

Facing the suburbs of Beijing in the east, this small world has beautiful mountains, black birds soaring, fragrant grasses blooming, and sweet springs pouring out. The surrounding area is rich in aura, and there are many precious treasures of heaven and earth growing there. It is indeed a cultivating A good place, maybe in every corner, there are people who are retreating.

Suddenly, several loud voices broke the silence here.

"Hit, beat him to death for me, he's a waste, and he wants to steal our elixir."

"That's right, I feel ashamed to walk with him, yet dare to resist the young master."

"It's fine to kill him. Such a waste is still a monster that can't cultivate. It's useless to live. It's just a piece of broken grass that I picked up. It's free. I don't want it. He even offered it like a treasure. Knowing bumpkin."

A cliff, as if cut off vertically by a dagger, with green grass blooming at the bottom of the cliff, and patches of green grass lakes, the surroundings are very quiet and misty.

A group of people were noisy, and it seemed that some family was going out to experience the profound master. A dozen or so people gathered together, playing and laughing, while swinging their fists and feet, punching and kicking a thin figure among them.

"Stop, let me live!" A middle-aged man next to him was driven by several people, unable to look at the little boy among them who was beaten up with a black nose and a swollen face.

The middle-aged man looked gloomy, and shouted hoarsely: "We are members of the Ling family, if you don't stop, the members of the four major families will not let you go."

He is a waste, watching Xiaoyun being beaten, he is powerless, this group of people is really deceiving.

"People from the Ling family?" Several people heard the words, and then laughed, pointing to the people under their feet, and then to the middle-aged man, "How dare you say that you two trash, dare to say that it is Ling People in the family are really ridiculous, besides, it is a great shame for the Ling family to have trash like you."

"Really, now everyone wants to climb up to the Ling family, are you crazy about wanting to get ahead?"

"What I said is true!" The middle-aged man's face turned red, and it was embarrassing to be blocked by a few words. They are really the Ling family!

Miss Wushuang ordered to recruit disciples from all over the world. That's why he wanted to take Ling Yun to the capital to the east, and wanted to have a try. What's more, they were originally from the Ling family. Opportunity, but thought, met such a group of people halfway.

"Hit me, beat these two shameless people to death, want to scare people, and don't look at the target, sir, I'm scared too much."

"Don't, don't." Seeing that they still didn't want to stop, the middle-aged man twitched his lips, his tone was humble, and he knelt down and begged: "I beg you, hit me if you want to hit me, Ling Yun is just a child, you can not be like this."

"Uncle, don't ask them!"

The immature voice seemed a little weak, but it was extremely firm.

"Hey, you still have a bit of backbone, let's see if I don't beat you to death!" Then someone said sarcastically, waved their hands around, and yelled with a smile: "Come on, beat me hard, beat me to death, call this Pretend to me, little bastard."

Surrounded by a group of people in the middle was a thin little boy, the corners of his mouth were torn off, but the crowd showed no sympathy, and punched and kicked him with both hands and feet as if venting their anger.

"If you are called stubborn, you will not accept it."

"Little bastard, if you don't accept it, I will kill you!"

The little boy was holding a red herb in his hand, his lips were bitten with blood, he endured it silently, without crying out the pain, his immature face was full of tenacity and unyielding.

"Hand over the herb in your hand obediently, and I will spare your life today." A person lifted his foot, kicked the little boy on the shoulder hard, and kicked him to the ground, "A trash, how dare you fight with me?" We snatch the elixir, we really don't know how to live or die."

"I want to see how thick your skin is." Someone rolled up his cuffs and said with a stern smile, "If you dare to pretend to be arrogant with me, if you don't beat me and come forward obediently, you won't know the heights of heaven and earth."

"Stop, please stop." Ling Yi, the middle-aged man who was firmly pressed aside, his eyes were red and he was about to cry, he shouted with a miserable expression: "Xiaoyun, give them that grass! , that thing may not be useful."

If it goes on like this, it will be fatal. Xiaoyun just accidentally picked a blood snake grass, but he didn't want to provoke this group of people.

"No!" Ling Yun roared out the word stubbornly like an angry little beast, and said in a low voice, "This is what I picked, it's my stuff, I really need it like this."

Blood Snake Grass can break tendons and wash marrow, so he can definitely practice again, definitely can.

"Xiao Yun." Ling Yi was pressed by two people, his face flushed with anxiety, and he struggled, "You bandits, I will fight with you!"

After listening to one of them, he said sarcastically: "It's your honor that our young master has taken a fancy to your things. I give you two choices, one is to hand it over obediently." After the man finished speaking, he looked at everyone and smiled wretchedly. , then continued: "The other one is that we beat you to death and took it away ourselves."

"Hahaha, yes, you can choose one." A group of people gathered together, like cats and mice, playing with the uncles and nephews in front of them, laughing happily from time to time.

The little boy gritted his teeth, clenched the hand of the Blood Snake Grass, his fragile joints were faintly bleeding, and his immature voice was still unwilling and determined, "I will definitely become stronger in the future, as powerful as Miss Wushuang , remember it for me!"

"Hahahaha." The persistent and firm words of the little boy immediately caused everyone to burst into laughter, "Did I hear you right, this trash actually said that he wants to catch up with Ling Wushuang?"

"It's ridiculous, I'm almost dying, and I'm still daydreaming."

Ling Yi smiled wryly and shook his head, "Xiaoyun, give them the things."

Xiaoyun's talent is astonishing, but for some reason, he lost all his profound strength overnight, and his meridians were blocked to the point where he couldn't practice until now. Now, it is a belief that he will not give up, supporting him.

"Give this kid some color." The leader, a young man in his 20s, waved his hand to the people standing behind him, and said with a smile, "I finally found an interesting person, so don't beat him to death." Well, keep it for me to play with."

(End of this chapter)