"Please, don't hit my brother anymore, I will go with you!" Qiu Yue guarded his brother in front of his brother, begging hard.

"Now I know to go with me? It's too late!" A young man who was almost the same age as Qiu Ming stunned, smirked: "Give me the next fight, die and die, just life!"

This teenager is the second son of the Wang family, named Wang Li, who is very delicate, with an iron fan in his hands. It looks like 14 or five years old.

This Wang Li did not bully men and women on weekdays. Relying on his own Wang family, he likes to hold strong and weak. He is very arrogant in this falling water city.

As soon as the two servants heard this, they were even more unscrupulous, and their hands and feet were even more fierce.

Qiu Yue was dragged aside by this Wang Li, and wanted to let Qiu Yue watch that his brother was killed alive.

When Yang Wenjing came, the entire wall hole collapsed, and Wang Li turned it over, which was very rough.

Yang Wenjing didn't say too much, he shot directly, his body was like a shuttle, and he split with the scabbard towards the two servants.

The speed is very fast. The scabbard stabs the two waists. The two servants have never reacted, and they are directly overwhelmed by Yang Wenjing's two shots.

Yang Wenjing did not produce a killer, but he was cruel. Although the sword did not produce sheath, it did not affect its power.

The two lay on the ground, covered the waist plate, and screamed in pain.

"Where is this hair little boy, dare to break my good or bad, do you want to die?" Wang Li smiled softly.

Yang Wenjing ignored Wang Li, but asked angrily: "Why are you bullying them?"

"Why? Just rely on Lao Tzu's family, and I am better than him!" Wang Li laughed and said, "Who knows that the whole falling water city is the master of our Wang family!"

"Master, this kid, I remember very clearly, not wrong!"

Behind Wang Li, a female woman looked at Yang Wenjing and suddenly said.

"Oh, it turns out that your kid likes to go idle during the day!" Wang Li heard it, his face was cold instantly.

"Bullying my brother, I care about who you are. Today, I should find you for this account!" Yang Wenjing said coldly, the sword in his hand was out of the sheath.

"Mortal people, dare to clamor with me, find death!" Wang Li despised Yang Wenjing, directly raised the iron fan in his hand, and killed Yang Wenjing.

Wang Li has a spiritual seedlings in the body, and believes that he is a monk. The first time he noticed that there was no spiritual seedlings in Yang Wenjing's body, he was more confident at the moment.

Although Yang Wenjing did not bred the spirit seedlings in his body, it was also an unusual person. After practicing at the Shanheyuan for more than half a year, it was not a virtuality.

"I don't know what to live and die, the young master, kill him!" The evil woman poisoned in the back of her mouth, inciting Wang Li's death.

Wang Li took the lead, rotating a iron fan in his hands, and the crisp sound of the crash of iron collision, and he was screaming. He completely used the iron fan as a weapon to use it.

Wang Li is fast, the iron fan or chop or split in his hand, or a silver needle is emitted from the iron fan, and it is poisonous.

Yang Wenjing took the sword to take a move, and the first type of defense of the six -kill sword method did not take the initiative to attack.

The first type of the six swords is mainly based on near defense, which is suitable for Yang Wenjing's strength today.

"Small carving!" Yang Wenjing's face remained unchanged, and he was not afraid. This Wang Li could still beat himself half a year ago.

Yang Wenjing first blocked the silver needle from the sword, and then Pingjian waved forward. This trick made Wang Li have to defend.

Wang Li realized that he had encountered a very strong opponent. At the moment, his face changed and said, "You are good, if you are willing to go back to me, be a cattle for me, maybe I can spare you to die!"

"dream!"

Yang Wenjing's discourse is very tough, and there are only two words to respond to Wang Li.

"Like your mouth hard? Then send you to the hell mouth hard!" Wang Li's mouth tilted slightly, and at the same time drove his own spirit seedlings, gathered the silk on the iron fan on the iron fan, shouted: "Entry!"

The iron fan was attached to the spirit, which made Wang Li's strength increased suddenly. It can be said that this iron fan is a weapon of the next spiritual tool.

"The book says that the monk brings his own aura on the weapon, so that the weapon and himself to form a whole can greatly improve the strength!"

Yang Wenjing frowned and stared at Wang Li, thinking of the records in the ancient books.

"Huh, I'm afraid you can't do it?" Yang Wen quietly hummed, and the long sword in his hand was even colder.

"I don't know if the sky is high!" Wang Li shouted, and then directly controlled the fan attack to Yang Wenjing.

The iron fan that is attached to the spirit is like life, floating in the air, and let Wang Li control it at will.

Yang Wenjing came out with a sword, or chopped or split, swept a chop, picked the sword, and fiercely confronted Wang Li. Although Yang Wenjing did not attach the spirit to the sword, he could deal with this Wang Li.

Seeing this, Wang Li was angry, and he couldn't fight the weapon herself.

How many years old.

"Master Second, you deal with these kids, I go to teach those two little beasts!" At this time, the poisonous woman standing behind Wang Li opened the mouth and saw that the two were entangled, and they wanted to continue to deal with the two brothers and sisters.

Then, then

"Don't, let me go with you, let my brother!" Qiu Yue's crying blood vertebrae, blocked Qiu Ming with a delicate body.

"Killing!"

Hearing this, Yang Wenjing was suddenly angry. The blood in his body was stunned, making Yang Wenjing feel that there was a very powerful force in his body, and he was constantly driving himself and wanted to break through.

This blow directly beheaded the poisonous woman and slashed the poisonous woman on the spot. A bloody head collar rolled on the ground, very bloody.

Everyone stayed, including Wang Li, who had taken it back directly, and realized that his strength couldn't beat Yang Wenjing.

Yang Wenjing did not expect that a hit that was cut out of this time was so powerful that it was terrible.

This poisonous woman was the first person to die under Yang Wenjing's sword. Yang Wenjing did not feel guilty, because Yang Wenjing felt that the poison woman died.

At the moment, he quickly turned his head and escaped, fearing that he would become the next person to beheaded.

Wang Li is afraid of death!

"Big brother, let's go, don't care about us!" Qiu Yue cried and motioned for Yang Wenjing to leave quickly.

"Go, my brother is here to pick you up home!" Yang Wenjing looked plain, comforting Qiuyue.

"Big brother, he will definitely come back to revenge again, you should go soon!" Qiu Yue was very worried, fearing that he and his brother were all involved Yang Wenjing.

"Don't be afraid, there are brothers, how much can you come!" Yang Wenjing said, the clouds were light and light, as if the sky was not afraid of fear.

"Brother, I'm afraid I won't go. You take your little sister and go!" Qiu Ming whispered, the voice was very weak, the corner of the mouth was constantly hemoptysis, and it was obviously beaten in internal injuries.

"Go, I go back with you!" Yang Wenjing rejected, trying to go home with Qiu Ming.

"No, no, no ... I will only cause trouble with me!" Qiu Ming spit out a large pool of blood, vomited blood Mozi, and then said, "Brother, little girl follows you, I can rest assured, I can be at ease.

When I meet a brother like you, I have no regrets when I die! "

Qiu Ming held Qiuyue with his left hand and looked at Qiu Yue, his eyes were full of doting and reluctance. He said: "Yueer, you can live well in the future. If you have the ability in the future, set up a monument for our father and mother!"

"Brother, don't leave me, you will survive, I want you to tell me a story at night!" Qiu Yue was sad, holding his brother's hand tightly with both hands, afraid that his brother would leave himself.

"Don't be sad, laugh and show your brother!" Qiu Ming smiled, at this moment he said with a sigh of relief.

Qiuyue showed a smile on his face, but his tears kept dripping.

"Okay, okay, okay ..." Qiu Ming Panasonic's last breath, with a smile.

"Brother ... brother ... you said ... I said that we want to protect me, you said that in the future, we will build a big house for me, so that we can eat full meals and put on new clothes ..."

Qiu Yue cried more than, constantly patting Qiu Ming's chest, and wanted Qiu Ming to wake up.

But people have died and cannot be reborn. This has become the fact that Qiuyue is unwilling to accept.

Qiu Yue's heart is even more hate, hate the king's family to bully too much, and hate himself incompetence. He is too weak. In the face of the Wang family, he can only be bullied.

"Go, go home with brother!" Yang Wenjing returned from sadness, carried Qiu Ming's body on his body, and finally pulled Qiuyue and walked towards his home.

It didn't take long for Yang Wenjing to just go, and Wang Li rushed over with five or six people. Each strength was extraordinary.

"What about people?" Wang Li saw that people were not here, and now they ordered, shouting, "Shouldn't go far, find me!"

Nympho

At the same time, in the realm of God, the old three -eyed old man suddenly opened his eyes and excitedly said: "You let me find so bitter. Originally promised to find you for three days, it has been nearly eleven years now, but you can find you!"

It can be said that if Sun Litian had sealed Yang Wenjing's veins at the time, these three old -eye veterans would indeed find Yang Wenjing within three days.
Chapter completed!