First Cause Of All Realms

First Cause Of All Realms Chapter 52

2021-09-03

Chapter 52 The turmoil is rising
"Brother Guan is not busy , and... huh?"

Liu Wenpeng said casually for a while, and suddenly realized that something was wrong, the scream seemed to be Guan Shanshui...

Suddenly turned around, suddenly stunned.

I saw a large piece of yellow and white things splashing like rain, and Guan Daoist, who has always been very good-looking, shouted to dodge, but he still poured his face.

The stench assumes the senses.

"I'm mad at me!"

Guan Shanshui's whole body trembled.

When he made his move, he had already noticed that the person behind the wall was only slightly stronger than ordinary people, and he didn't care at all.

But I forgot that behind the wall was a thatched hut.

He didn't react for a while, and was stained with filth. He was immediately furious, and with a backhand, he was about to kill Li Eryi, who was vomiting and retching from behind the wall.

"Stop!"

After the collapsed hut, Liu Qingqing, who was holding the yellow-maned horse arriving slowly, loudly shouted and threw a long sword.

bang~
Guan Shanshui flicked his long sword with one finger, and his furious face flashed consternation: "Big, Eldest Young Master?"

"Close Martial Uncle, you This is... retching?"

Liu Qingqing took two steps forward, and when she smelled the stench, she suddenly retched.

"Qing'er?"

Liu Wenpeng complexion sank, scolding: "How dare you take action against Brother Guan? Why don't you apologize quickly!"

" Martial Uncle..."

Liu Qingqing held her breath and stepped forward, glancing at Li Eryi and the two who were vomiting wildly, and a 'crack' sounded in her heart.

Hurry up and apologize:
"My nephew is also impatient, don't blame Martial Uncle. These two are the storytellers my nephew invited from the city..."

"hmph!"

Guan Shanshui's anger still lingered, he didn't bother to listen so much, he waved his hand and went to wash himself.

"Mr. Storyteller?"

Coldly sweeping over Li Eryi, who was vomiting, Liu Wenpeng's face was gloomy:

"You are too reckless! "

"father forgive me!"

Liu Qingqing was afraid for a while.

He ordered people to invite Li Eryi, and he went to the horse farm in Fuzhong to choose a good horse for him to see off.

But where did he think that he was absent for a while and nearly killed his life.

"Come here!"

Liu Wenpeng coldly shouted, the officer waiting outside the door had come in a hurry, and he pushed Li Eryi to the ground regardless of the stench.

"father, this, this is really a misunderstanding."

Liu Qingqing hurriedly pleaded.

“hmph!”

Liu Wenpeng didn’t even look at him, coldly snorted, and let him be sent to prison.

Li Eryi vomited dizzy and eyes blurred, and for a while he had no strength to defend himself, only to feel that he would only meet Liu Qingqing after eight lifetimes of bad luck.

"father!"

Liu Qingqing was anxious, and drew his sword to stop the officers, saying solemnly:
"father, he is my guest!"

“damned bastard!”

Liu Wenpeng slap the table and stand up.

Liu Qingqing's body trembled, still gritted her teeth.

"You~"

father and son looked at each other, but Liu Wenpeng's attitude softened:
"You shut down Martial Uncle for such a mess today, How can I let this person go? As a father, this is to save his life..."

He knew too much about his son's temperament.

He was rebellious since he was a child, and he let him study literature, but he only studied martial arts.

If you kill someone in front of him, I'm afraid it will be ugly.

"This..."

Liu Qingqing hesitated for a moment, seeing Guan Shanshui with a gloomy face, and had no choice but to agree.

This Taoist Guan has a mysterious origin, but his martial arts is very high. Although he has exchanged blood twice, he is not his opponent at all.

Can only be sighed and back away:

"Temporarily wronged Mr...."

...

One night the north wind came, It's snowing again.

The silver shavings scattered all over the mountains covered the tragic battlefield not long ago, and the blood-reeking qi that lingered for many days also dissipated.

Shasha~
In the snowstorm, several silhouettes looked at the cottage from a distance.

These people are tall or short, and they are all strong and brave. On a snowy day, they are only black clothed with bunts.

"ao wu ~"

The mastiff growls.

"Have you found anything?"

The scarred face of the former mastiff had a happy expression and let go of the chains.

The calf-like mastiff immediately ran away, followed by a few people, and it didn't take long before they came to a deserted suburb not far away.

“Lots of corpses…”

Someone cried lowly.

"There are two groups of people here. One group buried the corpses, and the other group dug them up. Perhaps the former is what Liansheng taught those lunatics to say to catch fast?"

Moustache brows frowned:
"Who dug the grave?"

"Bone and bones are all broken, I am afraid that the person who does it is not much worse than that king Buddha treasure! Black Mountain City Where did you invite such a good hand?"

The scarred-faced man looked at the heavy snow that closed the mountain, his face was gloomy, and under the heavy snow, no matter how many traces there were, no one could be found.

Only a mastiff can't do anything about it.

"the monk can run away, but the temple won't run with him!"

The mustache 'hehe' sneered, but looked towards the direction of Heishan County:
"As long as the big brother heals his wounds, this blood feud will be avenged with blood! This Black Mountain City..."

"Big brother wants to fight Black Mountain City?"

The hearts of a few thieves jumped, and they felt a little dazed.

No matter how small a county is, it is still a city, and unlike a village, not to mention that it cannot be beaten, even if it is beaten, it will inevitably attract troops to encircle and suppress it.

Not to mention, with their manpower, there is no possibility of looting the city at all.

"We alone are not enough."

The scarred man smiled grimly, and the scarred centipede on his face seemed to twist:

"These arrests The murderer who is about to kill, I haven't been idle this month! There are powerful cottages in Montenegro, but there are still a few!"

"How many agreed?"

Several bandits were surprised and delighted.

Montenegro is very big. Although they are called the Thirty Thieves of Montenegro, they are only the biggest one among them.

"Those rats, who only dare to plunder these mud legs in the countryside, how can they dare to get the gentlemen in Sin City?"

The scar-faced thief sneered disdainfully:
"However, when they see the corpse of this stockade, I won't believe it, they can still bear it!"

"Then who will deal with Wang Fobao..."

Tall and thin bandit I have lingering fears.

That Wang Fobao was seriously injured in Qing State, but he still couldn't get out of bed for several months.

And he was wounded twice, but he was still a terrible mess. They were almost killed in the last prison robbery.

It was a fluke last time, but what if we meet again?

"Wang Fobao..."

The scar-faced bandit's face suddenly darkened.

These days, he didn't want to kill that Constable, but when he recalled the battle that day, he still had some heart palpitations.

I am far from his opponent.

"He? Naturally someone will deal with it..."

The moustache tone is faint:
"Not only him, but even this expert, someone will naturally deal with it."

“Third Brother is talking about Lianshengjiao?”

The scar-faced bandit suddenly felt a little dreaded:

“We really want to fight those lunatics Join forces?"

"Everything, wait for the big brother to recover from his injuries, otherwise, we just can't hold down those stockades!"

Touching the lower back, eight characters Hu's face was as cold as ice, and his eyes were bitter:

"Wang Fobao, it won't be long before we meet again!"

(end of this chapter)