Don’t Mess with Shennong

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Wan Qing heard Wang Ping's joke and smiled bitterly, but respected the old man who spoke.

"Uncle, your kindness to me, I have nothing to say, but I haven't practiced the slightest martial arts since I was young, and I can't help you. The Wanjia family is in great trouble. If you can escape, you can keep a hint of incense for Wanjia, and you will have a lot of merit. "

Wan Qing bowed deeply to the old man with a sad expression on his face, and then followed Wang Ping'an without looking back.

"White-eyed wolf, shameless, traitor, you are not worthy of surname Wan, not worthy of being our 10,000 family." The old man scolded with great disappointment.

"Thanks to you, if you can change your surname, I will change it." Wan Qing said without looking back, his expression was cold, and his language even more cold.

"You ... you ... Damn it!" The old man almost vomited blood, but he couldn't help him. Obviously, the relationship between the two was obviously not as good as he described.

Su Ziyu took Wan Qing's arm and used an uncommon gentle voice to persuade: "Her husband, don't be angry, it's not worth it. Ever since the Wan family drove us out and bullied us, our couple have vowed, and They do n’t have any trouble at all. "

"Yes, Mom and Dad, I want to change my surname, I want to surname Su, my name is Su Jiayi, the name will sound better, is there a feeling of a star?" Wan Jiayi, the girl, gratefully accepted.

Pa, bang.

A slap, plus a brain collapse, is the most appropriate answer to her.

"Ouch, you two are bullying partners. Cousin, you have to help me." The beautiful girl Wan Jiayi took a pain, rubbed her head, and gathered around Wang Ping'an to spoil him.

"Your housework, I don't mix it. My mother taught me, I want to live well, outsiders do not mix, I want to listen to my mother's words." Wang Pingping answered honestly, not at all confused by the cousin's selling cuteness.

"Cousin, you are ruthless."

"Oh, we just met, and we have no feelings."

"..." Little cousin Wan Jiayi, completely speechless, felt that his cousin's head seemed to have a problem, too straightforward, and would be single all his life.

Roaring, the zombie Bashan Taoist returned to the end of No. 92, with a brutal and demented expression, and rushed to several old people in Wanjia.

Fight, start again.

Some 1,800 meters away, on the top of Zipeng Mountain, there were several men in Taoist suits, with calm expressions, staring at the fighting and fighting in the Wanjia compound.

"Brother, the situation is a bit unexpected. A young man came and picked up the family in No. 92."

"Huh? The Bashan Taoist can't be a vegetarian, can he let the Wan family leave?"

"The Bashan Taoist still drinks blood, but he can't beat the young man, and he was kicked by one foot. When he returned, the young man had left the family of No. 92."

"Waste, then what are you stunned to catch, without stopping those people, find a reason to solve them."

"But ... but ... our Maoshan faction cannot kill innocent people, for example, ordinary people who are not qualified to practice, or for example, young people who can kick the Feiba Mountain Taoist, he may be a big faction Lay disciples. "

"It's possible ..."

At the top of the mountain, fell into a brief silence.

However, after a few seconds, the man spoke again: "You two go to explore his roots, if there is no background, it will be wiped out, and it will be clean. If the background is deep, quickly evacuate, and then pretend to be an identity. , Don't let him discover our true origins. "

"Yes, Brother." After that, the two of them jumped lightly, like an eagle, with rune lights flashing under their feet.

There was a white land rover parked at the gate of No. 92 courtyard. Wang Ping'an was afraid of their soft hands and legs and took the initiative to act as a driver. After launching, he would take them away.

But just a few hundred meters away, there were two middle-aged Taoists who descended from the sky and stopped on the road ahead.

At this time, Wang Ping's Land Rover was 120 yards per hour, only 23 meters away from the two Taoists who were blocking the road.

It took a second to convert the braking distance and what parameters, Wang Ping felt that it could not be calculated.

So he didn't step on the brakes, the throttle banged up.

Anyway, I can't stop the car, so I can indulge myself.

At first glance, these two Taoists are not like good people.

After all, you suddenly stopped my car and blocked my way. You must be uneasy.

If you are in a bad mood, you will definitely be guilty of a crime of obstruction and robbery. Not only will you be hit, but you will also be given a title of bravery.

Bang, just hit it.

As far as the throttle is concerned, everyone sees.

The two Taoists jumped from the top of the mountain in a very free and easy posture. They wanted to show the style of Maoshan Taoist priests, but they just fell to the ground. Tiger, hit him.

The scene in front of me was spinning rapidly, people were fluttering in the sky, and the wind was roaring in my ears.

As the light of a talisman flashed on their bodies, the pain on their bodies seemed to weaken by more than 60%.

"Fellow……"

"Please stay ..."

It was just these two sentences that Wang Ping'an did not hear. He had drove out for more than one hundred meters, without brakes, without hesitation, just like hitting a scarecrow, without any psychological burden.

"Ah ... Cousin, you hit a person, you rush to stop, we have to deal with traffic accidents. Our school's traffic safety class has been taught, traffic accidents and escape, starting in seven years, 100% full responsibility."

"I hit not a person, but two porcelains."

"How do you know they touched porcelain?"

"Because they said, Daoyou, please stay away. Have you seen Feng Shen Romance? A particularly nasty villain in it likes to say this."

"A person who can touch porcelain is also a person."

"Uh, cousin, how old are you this year?"

"What's wrong with the third day?"

"It's slow. My sisters and sisters are both in their second year of high school. Next year's third year, they will be able to go to college after passing the college entrance exam. People, this life is really short. In a blink of an eye, the student period will pass.

"I'm not slow to go to school. I've never taken a grade ... No, I feel like you have changed the subject, yes, what were we talking about just now?" Cousin Wan Jiayi asked confusedly.

"Nothing ... Oops, it's time to get off in front of the formation barrier area." Wang Ping said, braking with a foot, and parked the car in an area with strong vitality fluctuations.

Opening the car door, he came out of the car.

Su Ziyu, Wan Qing, and Wan Jiayi looked confused, and they followed. No matter what Wang Ping said or how toss, they all knew that they were themselves, and they came to save themselves.

If you have any small emotions, go home and talk about it now.

Whoosh, from the top of the mountain in the distance, a peach wood sword flew, with a yellow paper symbol on it, emitting a faint light, as if burning.

With a broken voice, Mu Jian went straight to Wang Ping's head.

The majesty of the sword, like the Shushan Imperial Swordsmanship, comes with a terrifying power as soon as it comes out of the sword.

"Huh?" Wang Ping frowned, feeling a trace of danger, and punched out, hitting the tip of the sword.

However, the power on the sword was so horrible that he almost punctured his fist.

The horror energy contained inside instantly invaded his body.

With a puff, Wang Pingping spit out a blood, his body was carried by the power of the sword, gliding back.

The sole of the shoe is on the road, rubbing out a pungent burnt smell.

With a bang, it hit the isolation wall of the formation more than 20 meters away, and the entire formation wall was bumped into a transparent ripple, shaking like a mirror, making a squeaking, sour voice.

Wang Ping's face changed, but he didn't expect a wooden sword to be so powerful.

The right fist was punctured by a wooden sword, blood poured out, and the whole arm seemed to be broken, sore and sour that it could hardly be lifted.

But the wooden sword only shook back a dozen meters, turned a small circle, and stabbed him again.