Myriad Realms Super Face Slap System

Chapter 32 Bloodbath Tomorrow

The beggar gang disciples in the entire courtyard had their hands and feet chopped off.

There was blood all over the place, and all the disciples of the beggar gang died of excessive blood loss.

The arms and legs were chopped off by Keegan, and when they died, they couldn't do anything but wailing.

The children in the yard were also gone.

"Who did it! Who!" Elder Dong growled.

A young man walked out of the dimly lit temple, standing with a sword: "It's me. I have a few questions to ask you."

"Who are you?!" A beggar gang disciple who was flattering just now pointed at Yue Chen and asked.

Elder Dong was shocked. Is there anyone in the temple?Why am I not feeling it at all?Could it be that this person's martial arts are far superior to mine?I'm a second-rate master!And this young man looks only fourteen or fifteen years old!

Snapped.

The disciple of the Beggar Gang flew out, twisting his neck and turning one hundred and eighty degrees, then he was no longer alive.

There are also five purple fingerprints on his face.

He was slapped to death by someone!

But no one could see clearly how this beggar gang disciple was drawn.

Yue Chen raised his head: "I didn't let you speak, don't speak."

Elder Dong bowed his hands: "This young hero! I am the elder of the Six Sacks of the Beggar Gang, Dong Qing. I don't know what the young heroes are and what kind of grievances do I have with my Beggar Gang? Do you want to kill this evil hand?"

Yue Chen raised his hand and waved it gently.

Slap, Elder Dong turned around in place, fell to the ground, blood spurted from his mouth, and one side of his face was swollen and swollen.

He finally knew how the beggar gang disciple died.

It was beaten to death by the young man in front of him!

Yue Chen's voice did not contain any emotional fluctuations: "I asked you, not you."

"Yes, yes, young hero, no, hero, please say it. I know everything and I can't say anything." Elder Dong fell to the ground and said tremblingly.

"Who ordered this kind of kidnapping and maiming of children?"

"not me……"

Snapped.

Another slap in the air: "I asked who it was!"

Elder Dong's cheeks were now blood purple, and a few white teeth spit out blood, and said vaguely: "Yes... Elder Eight Bags, Chen Youliang..."

"Where is he?"

"I don't know! I really don't know... Elder Chen comes and goes like the wind, my level is too low, how can I know."

"Is there anyone higher than you in this city of Chang'an?"

"Yes, two eight-sack elders."

"Where are they?" Yue Chen strolled to Elder Dong and picked him up from the ground.

"Fenrudder in Chang'an... No. [*] Huashi Street." This time, without waiting for Yue Chen's question, Elder Dong said it consciously.

Yue Chen listened, did not speak, and returned the sword to the scabbard around his waist.

Elder Dong heaved a sigh of relief, retracted the sword and sheathed it, fearing that his life was saved.

However, Yue Chen slapped his lower abdomen with a lightning-like palm. The surnamed Dong only felt a huge suction force coming from his lower abdomen, as if to pull his marrow and meridians away from his body.

He was busy with luck to resist, this luck didn't matter, his inner strength was sucked away by Yue Chen like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.

The martial arts master has been honing his sword for ten years, and after decades of hard work, Yue Chen sucked it clean in just an instant.

Although Elder Dong has only the cultivation of a second-rate expert, he is the one with the highest skill that Yue Chen has encountered since he traveled for several months.

It makes sense to think about it, this is not a novel, the great gods are walking all over the place, and the masters are not as good as dogs.There are so many masters in the real martial arts.

"Phew." Yue Chen took a breath, and the Beiming Divine Art worked for a week.

Looking at the surname Dong again, the inner strength of the whole body was pumped. Originally, his face was red and his body was strong. At this time, he was like a deflated ball. He looked like a shriveled old man, foaming at the mouth. , the rest of his life can only be lying in bed.

Yue Chen said to the remaining disciples of the beggar gang: "You carry him back to the sub-rudder to report, let that bird and eight bags of elders prepare early, tomorrow morning, I will bloodbath your beggar gang! Get out!"

"Yes yes yes!" A kind of beggar gang disciple rushed out of the broken temple.

Yue Chen walked back to the inn, and the blood on the street had been washed away. When the shopkeeper saw him back, he wanted to kneel on the ground to greet him: "Guest officer, son, hero, are you back?" The title shows the panic in the shopkeeper's heart.

"Where's my maid?" Yue Chen asked.

"I just came back! I just came back! I'm going to the room at No. [*], A. I'll take you there!" After saying that, he led Yue Chen to take care of himself without saying hello.

"Are you back?" Zhao Min saw Yue Chen open the door, stood up from the chair, and wanted to run towards Yue Chen, but felt that her relationship with Yue Chen was not that good yet, so she stood there awkwardly for a while. , rubbed the corners of his clothes.

"Pour me a cup of tea!" Yue Chen sat down and ordered.

"Okay!" Zhao Min brewed a cup of the tea prepared earlier, and put both hands in front of Yue Chen.

Yue Chen took it in his hand, and laughed playfully: "Isn't there any ten incense soft tendons in it?"

Zhao Min blushed: "How dare you, you are invulnerable to all kinds of poisons, I still keep the yin for others."

"How about the surname Zhang?"

"I gave them the child, and they were very happy. Then, according to your arrangement, I hired a car for them, ordered silver taels, and asked the couple to take the child we rescued to Wudang Mountain overnight. ."

"En." Yue Chen nodded and drank the tea without saying a word.

Zhao Min showed a hint of hesitant to speak.

"If you have something to say in your heart, just say it."

"You asked him to send the child to Wudang Mountain and report your name. Are you a Wudang disciple?"

"Well, the eighth disciple of Master Sanfeng."

"Ah!" Zhao Min exclaimed: "You are the closed disciple that Zhang Sanfeng accepted a year ago?!"

"Yes."

"No wonder your kung fu is so high. Hey, you gave me the foundation so easily, aren't you afraid that I will secretly send someone to embarrass your Wudang faction?" Zhao Min asked curiously.

"If my Wudang faction could offend those cats and dogs under your command, they would have been levelled long ago."

Zhao Min smiled and said nothing.I thought to myself, of course people in the martial arts dare not. See me secretly study books for my father, and send elite soldiers to surround you Wudang Mountain, not afraid that you will not be attached to me when the time comes.

Yue Chen looked at her smiling face: "Well, in fact, you can also send a large army to suppress the border, besiege Wudang Mountain, and force me to commit a crime. However, your Ruyang Palace has a bigger goal. I have confidence that your army will still do it. If you didn't go up the mountain, your father and brother would have died in bed. Do you want to try?"

Hearing this, Zhao Min turned pale and waved his hands again and again: "Don't try, don't try!"

Chapter 33

Yue Chen looked at her and smiled: "Don't be afraid, I'm just talking about it casually."

But Zhao Min looked at his smile, but she knew very well in her heart that although this young man was only fifteen years old, he was completely ruthless. A handsome young man with a big smile will make your head fall in minutes.

But Zhao Min had no choice but to think about it in her heart and dared not say it.The mouth should still be reconciled: "Yes, yes, I am also joking."

"Well, I heard people say that Shaomin County Master is smart, reliable, and good at drawing inferences from one case. Let me ask you, do you know how many disciples of the Beggar Gang in Chang'an City are?"

Zhao Min smiled proudly: "I have just checked this, there are about five or six thousand people."

Yue Chen pinched Zhao Min's cheek: "Yes, smart."

The two of them have been together for more than a month. Although they eat and live together, they seldom act so intimately. Rao is from Zhao Min Mongolia, with an open personality, and he can't help blushing.

"What shall we do next?" Zhao Min quickly changed the subject.

"When it's time, let's go to Huashi Street to see. There are still three hours, so go to bed first."

"Didn't you tell the people of the Beggar Gang that the blood of the Beggar Gang would not be wiped out until tomorrow?" Zhao Min asked, but as soon as she said it, she felt like she was telling a joke: "Hey, right, it's already tomorrow after midnight. Soldiers never tire of cheating, hee hee.”

"Well, it's really easy to talk to you." Yue Chen said, and started to undress.

"Hey, why are you taking off your clothes?" Zhao Min's blushing hadn't subsided, but it was even more red now.

Yue Chen took it for granted: "You don't take off your clothes when you sleep! I've been sleeping in the wild this month, and I can only sleep with my clothes on. I finally stayed in an inn. Of course, I have to sleep comfortably."

Zhao Min suddenly realized that she had made a mistake, and her pretty face blushed: "There is only one bed in this room...how can we sleep..." At first, she could still hear her voice, and when she said the last sentence, it was already as loud as Mosquito.Rao is Yue Chen's martial arts, and it sounds laborious.

"Ah, yes, there is only one bed, how do you sleep? Do you have any good suggestions?" Yue Chen looked at Zhao Min playfully.

Zhao Min was too shy to speak at this time, and lowered her head: "Why do you force the girl's house like this?!" Her heart was like a five-flavor bottle overturned, shy, charming, and even had a hint of hope.

"The relationship we declared was the young master and the maid, right?" Yue Chen asked suddenly.

"Yeah." Why do you suddenly ask this?

"Then you say, how should the young master and maid sleep?" Yue Chen asked again.

"Should..." The so-called personal maid, in ancient times, not only had to take care of the young master's food and daily life, but if the young master needed it, it was normal for him to sleep.

"Then do you understand?" Yue Chen said without changing his expression.

Don't speak, just nod.

Zhao Min persuaded herself in her heart: "His martial arts are too high, and I, a weak woman, can't resist. And I'm all here to win over him, for my great Yuan Jiangshan!"

While comforting herself like this, Zhao Min sat on the edge of the bed and untied her belt.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Yue Chen looked puzzled.

"Knowingly asking." Zhao Min rolled his eyes at him, and got a bargain: "I tell you, this is the first time...you have to be responsible..."

"Little princess, I don't know what you're talking about for the first time. We are in a master-servant relationship. Please look like a maid, okay?"

"Hey?" Zhao Min froze in place.

"The maids of your palace, do you sleep in the same bed with you at night?"