Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Seeing Xue Lingqi's devil-like behavior, everyone present fell into deep despair and panic.

The Xue Lingqi in front of him could no longer be called a human being, but a complete devil.

Her face was pale, without any blood, and even faintly mixed with black air.

His eyes were even redder, covered in blood.

For some unknown reason, after Xue Lingqi tasted the blood, his whole person began to undergo earth-shaking changes, and the blood mist surging around him faintly transformed into a human form.

die!

You all die!

She raised her head and roared. Her voice was not as loud as before, but it was more masculine.

Liuli looked at the blood mist around Xue Lingqi and quickly warned: Master Fang, get out of the way!

However, Fang Zisheng seemed not to hear it and stood there in a daze, with pain on his face.

It wasn't that he didn't want to avoid it, but the wounds on his body began to crack at some point, leaving him in so much pain that he had no strength at all.

Fang Yuan finally got rid of the siege of those blood clay men and was heading here quickly.

Xue Lingqi glanced at him and smiled coldly: Old man, are you worthy of stopping me?

With that said, she opened her sharp claws again and ran towards Zi Sheng's heart in front of her eyes to dig out.

Fang Zisheng couldn't move and could only watch helplessly as the bloody aura got closer and closer to him.

He turned his head to look at the speeding Wan Fang, and raised his lips: Father, my child is unfilial and I can no longer stay with you...

Before he finished speaking, he was stunned.

He saw the blood mist around Xue Lingqi, as if suppressed by something, and soon disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, her body seemed to have been hit hard, and she flew out like a kite with its string broken, and fell heavily among the blood clay figures.

All this happened in the blink of an eye. No one present could react, and they saw Xue Lingqi flying out in embarrassment.

She was covered in blood and mud, and it took a lot of effort to stand up from the wet and soft blood and mud.

The next moment, she started to look around, raised her head and shouted: Who! Who is doing this secretly!

call out!

A wind-breaking sound came from outside the door, and Xue Lingqi felt something slipping down her throat.

She suddenly felt something bad and hurriedly began to bend down and press her throat, trying to pull it out.

Wow! She spit out a big puddle.

The unpleasant smell wafted around, causing everyone to start retching.

Fang Zisheng looked at Xue Lingqi's embarrassed look, and a long-lost smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Finally home.

He let out a soft breath, and his whole body slumped to the ground uncontrollably.

He was so tired that he didn't even want to lift a finger while lying on the ground.

Fang Yuan rushed over anxiously and asked hurriedly: Sheng'er, how do you feel?

Fang Zisheng opened his mouth, wanting to say something to comfort him.

But his mouth was blocked by countless blood foam, making him unable to say a word.

At this time, Xue Lingqi slowly came to his senses and looked around vigilantly, trying to find out who was up to the trick.

However, in the end, nothing was found.

Her mood gradually became unstable, and she yelled with disheveled hair: Get out! Get out of here, what's the point of pretending to be a ghost!

Haha, Mrs. Wan is joking. When it comes to pretending, I'm afraid no one can compare with you.

Murong Fu's voice arrived first before Murong Fu's people arrived.

Everyone recognized him one after another, with a bit of surprise on their faces, and they all turned to look outside the door.

I saw Murong Fu as the leader, the beautiful Bodhisattva Miaoyi on the left, and the cheerful Dongfang Bubai on the right.

Behind them was a disgraced Zhuge Qingyun.

The four people walked in slowly, their eyes scanning the scene one by one.

Immediately, Zhuge Qingyun was the first to speak: Hey, it's so lively, take me to play with you!

What the hell is this thing? It stinks so much, get out of here! He said, slashing across it with his sword.

One of the blood clay men who wanted to attack was instantly cut in half and fell limply.

It mixed with the blood and mud on the ground that was still gurgling.

Murong Fu glanced at Liuli who was hanging upside down, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

Then, he flew up, raised his sword and cut off all the red threads.

He held Liuli tightly in his arms and whispered, I'm late. How do you feel now?

Liuli's face was pale, but she still smiled and shook her head: It's okay, it's just some flesh wounds.

On the side, Dongfang Bubai looked at the blood clay figures with some disgust, holding back his nausea: What is this?

Murong Fu returned his hand and took her into his arms again, and said softly: It's nothing, it's just a puddle of foul-smelling mud.

Just like... He was halfway through his words, and he specifically raised his head to glance at Xue Lingqi, who was looking embarrassed.

Then, he continued calmly: It's just like the donkey dung ball we just threw over.

In an instant, the people present seemed to have thought of something and suddenly burst into laughter: Hahaha!

Zhuge Qingyun laughed so hard that he almost lost his breath. ..

He took a step forward, patted Murong Fu on the shoulder, and couldn't help but give a thumbs up: Brother, it has to be you!

How about it, donkey dung balls taste good, don't they?

As expected, young master, I was chased eight streets by a donkey to give you this great gift.

As he spoke, he did not forget to cast a provocative look at Xue Lingqi.

The latter's nose was almost crooked with anger at this time. When he thought about what he had just eaten, he felt as disgusting as eating shit.

No, what she ate was just shit, just from a donkey.

Xue Lingqi had never suffered such humiliation before, and the anger in her heart seemed to burn her up.

Seeing that she was about to run away, Murong Fu spoke at the right time: Mrs. Wan, don't think too much, he is lying to you.

After hearing this, Xue Lingqi breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately it wasn't a donkey dung ball, otherwise...

Before she could wake up, Murong Fu's voice came again: He didn't chase the donkey away for eight streets, but the donkey chased him away for eight streets.

But there is one thing, you can rest assured.

This donkey dung ball is pure. Brother Zhuge personally watched the donkey pull it out.

Ugh! For a moment, Xue Lingqi felt nauseated and bent over to vomit again.

She had a sinister face and her voice was trembling with anger: Murong Fu, you are going too far!

Murong Fu showed a harmless smile, with the standard eight big white teeth: Mrs. Wan, this is not what I asked you to eat, what are you pointing at me for?

Every wrongdoer has his own debtor, so you should go find that donkey!

If you go out and turn right now, you might be able to get something hot to eat again.