The world of martial arts has been destroyed by the demon woman again!

The executioner, who probably heard and knew what happened, also felt like he was about to burst out of anger.

The crazy falling boards spattered countless blood splashes, and within a short time, more than 30 corpses appeared in an execution ground.

"Beat them. I'll beat them all to death. None of these people will be allowed to live!"

The head of the Mo family's eyes were already red. As a man, these were the things that he couldn't tolerate the most.

What's more, the head of the Mo family has held such huge wealth and power for nearly 50 years. In the past, he always said what he said and did not allow others to refute.

When I think about how I send incense money to Daqian Zen Temple every year, a group of monks put such a hat on my head.

In 20 years, I have actually worn the hat for more than [-] years.

If it weren't for the prosperous age of martial arts in this world, the heads of our families would often be able to live over a hundred years old and be strong and healthy for a long time. The head of the Mo family couldn't imagine what would happen.

"Daqian Zen Temple bullies me too much! It's too much!"

Looking at the people from various aristocratic families in Yunzhou who were watching from a distance, the head of the Mo family didn't know whether to be happy or angry.

If this group of people had not come to watch, the head of the Mo family would not have killed all the family members who had gone to Daqian Temple to seek children and who were close to Daqian Temple. There must be innocent people among them.

But now that everyone has come to see it, the head of the Mo family is naturally riding a tiger.

The happy thing is of course that these few are also as unlucky as myself.

And when the head of the Mo family turned his attention to the tall and handsome figure in the front, wearing black armor and a red cloak, his temperament was like that of a divine general or a divine king of justice.

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My mood became even more complicated.

[You successfully saved [-] lives, allowing them to temporarily avoid death by swords in this troubled world, and received the reward spiritual weapon·Red Cloud Dragon Robe]

[Spiritual Weapon·Red Cloud Dragon Robe: It comes from the cloak transformed from the ancient Red Candle Holy Dragon's vitality. It is blood red all over the body. After blessing it, the momentum and luck will greatly increase. It has its own body-protecting Gang Qi and bless the Dragon Vein Martial Arts. With the battle and battle, Killing, the ability of this cloak will become stronger and stronger】

"Fortunately it's red, otherwise people who don't know would think I added some clothes to myself."

In this world, the world was created by five dragons. Most of the paintings and clothes in the world were based on dragons. It was not as exaggerated as in the previous life, where using dragon patterns was considered treason.

Of course, the combination of gold and golden dragon is still not allowed.

After all, among the five dragons of heaven and earth, the central Shotoku Emperor Dragon is known as the leader of the five dragons. After its body transformed into heaven and earth, its soul has the legend of transforming into a dragon emperor to preach to hundreds of tribes, and at the same time lead the human race to become the leader of hundreds of tribes.

Looking at the tragedy that happened in front of him with his hands behind his back, Duanmu Qing didn't say much.

Things went smoothly than Duanmuqing expected, but also not as smooth as Duanmuqing expected.

After the Qiuzidian matter was exposed, he naturally made the entire Yunzhou family furious.

As for those evildoers who wanted to be born in Zidian, they didn't cause any trouble.

The incident at Qiuzidian happened 20 years ago, but 20 years is really nothing to a family that can inherit the world of martial arts.

But even if something like this happened, these aristocratic families were still very hesitant about whether to openly fight against Daqian Zen Temple.

Especially after knowing that King Yan also loomed behind Daqian Zen Temple.

The Duanmu family is at odds with the Daqian Zen Temple. Should they stand in the middle and benefit from it?

In such a world, to be honest, the family can barely tolerate these things.

This is where things don't go well.

This group of timid aristocratic families did not want to risk their lives, and they were not willing to give up money and food. Only three or four families really agreed to Duanmu Qing.

But this is not enough.

Duanmuqing needs to convince at least [-]% of the aristocratic families. With this [-]%, the remaining [-]% ​​will naturally be forced to join.

Unless they intend to let disaster victims pass through their territory in chaos.

But where things went smoothly, Duan Muqing was very confused.

He always thought that Daqian Temple and King Yan would come out to stop him. After all, this was the home of Daqian Temple. He couldn't even know what the disciples in his temple had done and what Duanmu Qing was doing now, right?

For this reason, Duanmuqing specially invited his master sister, a private army, and Beiming Youxue.

As a result, none of them were used.

Even the aristocratic families found it strange and looked at Duanmu Qing with admiration.

As expected of Mr. Duanmu, he must have stopped everyone in the Daqian Temple in the dark.

Not only the aristocratic families, but also Shang Qingqian and Liu Wanwan felt that Duanmu Qing must have used some means to make Daqian Temple completely unable to stop Duanmu Qing.

Shang Qingqian's legs became weak every time she went to a family. After watching Duanmuqing successfully attract [-]% of the Yunzhou families, she had already begun to think about what wedding dress she would wear and what the name of her child would be.

Of course, Shang Qingqian refused. She really didn't want to marry a junior like Duanmu Qing.

But she wanted to kill Zen Master Shenhui...

In order to persuade this group of Yunzhou aristocratic families to contribute money and efforts, Duanmuqing could only use one method, which was to take their people to the next family every time he went to one family to ensure that his sister's family would be embarrassed together today.

The more this happens, the harder it will be for everyone to step down.

After all, if you give in at this time, you will become the laughing stock of the world, and you can't pretend to be confused even if you want to.

Because everyone is a pressure provider for each other, and no one wants to be the first to give up.

The first person to give up will definitely be the only one to be embarrassed, and everyone will blame him without any hesitation.

Duanmu Qing is also afraid of this situation, so he can be said to be on guard.

He felt like he just needed one more push today and he was done.

Duanmu Qing began to think about whether to let this group of Yunzhou aristocratic families participate in some of the Duanmu family's business. After all, there was indeed a lot of money and food to be paid this time.

However....

"Reporting to the master, someone from Daqian Zen Temple is here..."

A member of the Mo family walked in, with an expression of disbelief and extreme anger on his face, and shouted loudly in front of the court.

"The disciple was holding the gold medal of King Yan. When he learned that all the Yunzhou families like us were here, he asked me to wait three miles out of the city to pick him up. He said it was King Yan's will."

Silent.

All the representatives of the Yunzhou Family were stunned.

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Even Duanmu Qing was stunned.

He had thought about all the dangerous situations, and he had not even thought about King Yan mobilizing troops, but he had never thought about how this eldest brother would come.

Duanmu Qing's mood at this moment was like Guan Yu holding the Green Dragon Sword and preparing to fight to the death with Lu Bu, but the other party suddenly knelt down and said, "If you don't give up, I would like to be your adopted father."

The aristocratic family even hesitated for a moment and asked if the person might be someone else pretending to be someone else. What they meant in secret was, Mr. Duanmu, don’t treat us all as fools!

We are evil and bad people, but we are not stupid.

Then the Yunzhou family was sure that they were indeed fools.

Because Daqian Zen Temple and King Yan really suffered a great shame and humiliation from them.

You want to cuckold us and ask us to go three miles out of the city to pick you up?

Killing and punishing the heart, killing and punishing the heart!

I'll fight you fucking hard.

At this moment, no matter how good-tempered he is, no matter how much he thinks of interests first, he cannot hold back.

"Master Duanmu makes the decision for us!"

The head of the Mo family directly led the Yunzhou family to kneel in front of Duanmu Qing, then kowtowed and said: "Now, the Duanmu family, no, Mr. Duanmu, you are the Qingtian eldest son of our Yunzhou family!"

"Please get up quickly..."

Duan Muqing looked at this magical scene and felt that it was really different from the intrigue he originally imagined, with you and me fighting each other.

Could it be that this is reality?

Duanmu Qing didn't know anything, but he knew that the aristocratic families in Yunzhou began to operate according to his ideas.

The angry Yunzhou family even began to use white brocade horses worth thousands of gold to pull carts to send the victims off.

The speed of travel was so fast that Duanmu Qing was stunned.

Now that the big thing was done, Duanmuqing naturally got on the carriage and set off towards Daqian Zen Temple under the starry night.

The sun is setting and the night is late.

On the road that is only a short distance away from Daqian Zen Temple.

Duanmu Qing was lying on the bed with his eyes closed and concentrating, but suddenly he felt someone creeping in beside him.

Ok?

Feeling the fullness below and the slight deficiency above, Duanmuqing knew it was Liu Wanwan.

What does this witch want to do when she climbs into my bed in the middle of the night?

Sister Master and Bei Ming Youxue are right next door. If you make any noise, they will definitely find out.

Liu Wanwan, you won't be like Bei Ming Youxue, who also awakened the weird quirks that you want others to see, right?

Duanmuqing felt that the opponent was trying to control him as soon as he came up. He gasped and wanted to resist, but Liu Wanwan tapped his acupuncture point with his backhand.

Ok?

Hey, tap acupuncture points? ! ! !

Beiming Youxue opened her eyes.

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Chapter 94 Liu Wanwan: I regret that I should have ordered Duanmu Qing

Can't move.

Can't move at all.

It felt like my breathing had stopped.

When Mo Le heard that his family was going to use his white horse to send the victims from Xuzhou, he was so angry that he couldn't move.

The Mo family makes a living by raising and selling horses. Of course, these jobs have long been arranged for the servants. The people of the Mo family are usually responsible for managing these servants, and they can just enjoy the peace and happiness in their daily lives.

However, Mo Le loved horses very much. He raised more than a hundred fine horses privately, but now all of them disappeared overnight.

He was so angry that he rushed out of his house and went straight to the place where the disaster victims were in Xuzhou. How could a group of untouchables deserve to use my horse?

Duanmuqing, you are sick. The four Jiangnan states are not enough for you to ruin. Why are you coming to Yunzhou?

Mo Le rode on his BMW and ran all the way.

The rain hit him, but Mo Le didn't get rid of his anger at all.

He was so angry that he wanted to kill.

The housekeeper of the Mo family, who knew Mo Le's temper and was afraid something would happen, also followed.

When they arrived at the place, Mo Le, who had never seen any suffering, remained silent.

This group of Xuzhou disaster victims are resting in place.

Here, a large group of people with sallow faces and thin muscles, as thin as matches, were kowtowing to the horses he usually raised on the carriage, thanking Master Ma for saving them from the sea of ​​misery.

At the same time, holding a palm-sized pancake, the group of people were also thanking the master of the Mo family.

Everyone's eyes sparkled with a desire and yearning for life.

A white horse was loaded with more than a dozen people. Even the white brocade horse seemed a little too heavy, but Mo Le couldn't feel sorry for his horse.

A child of four or five years old was holding a piece of dirty vinegar cloth in his mouth, trying hard to push his mother who was obviously more weak in the carriage.

"Mother, I'm hungry."

"It's okay, it's okay. When we get to the place, we will have something to eat. We will have something to eat. Be good, Ruru. Be good, Ruru."

"Mother, Ruru wants to eat meat... No, when the meat is available, Ruru will give it to mother."

The little girl raised her head and said: "I know there is meat at Uncle Wang's house next door, but Ergou refused to eat it, so his father ate it all... The meat is delicious, and the whole family They all cried, and then they were all gone.

Mom, do you think they became immortals because the meat is so delicious? "