"Who!" Lei Gengcheng looked over and saw a man walking slowly in a red robe.

After seeing the person's face clearly, Lei Gun suddenly became timid and his whole body became a little shorter.

Lei Geng has lived for most of his life and has always said something straightforwardly and did it if he doesn't agree, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't take anyone seriously.

Among the people he dared not offend, there was Xia Anqing.

Xia Anqing smiled slightly at Lei Gun, and everyone around her was fascinated.

Such a beautiful aunt, ah, sister, if she was a few years younger, she would definitely be a beauty.

When Lei Gun saw Xia Anqing smiling at him, he was indeed trembling all over and almost pissed his pants.

Ten years ago in the far north, when Lei Gun first met Xia Anqing, he was even more arrogant than he is now. He relied on his seniority and high cultivation to be arrogant, but somehow he provoked Xia Anqing, who was still a little girl at that time.

Without saying a word, Xia Anqing went up and beat Lei Rolling up and pulled out all his beards one by one.

Xia Anqing laughed like this at that time.

Thinking of this, Lei Gun felt that the root of his beard began to hurt again.

"Hello Miss Xia."

Lei Geng took the initiative to pay tribute to Xia Anqing, and even took a step back involuntarily.

Most of the people present were young people, and they didn’t know the past many years ago. They were curious, why did Mr. Lei be so afraid of this woman?

"A person like Mr. Lei can be shocked by a woman, 80% because he has that kind of relationship with this woman, right?"

I don’t know who made his own guess. As soon as he finished speaking, Lei Geng slapped the man away: “What are you talking nonsense? Do you want to kill me?”

Xia Anqing was not angry, but still looked at Lei Geng, pointed at Fang Yue and said, "You can't move this person."

"Not just you, no one can move." Xia Anqing seemed to feel that she didn't express it clearly and added another sentence.

If the thunder cannot roll, then most Chinese monks naturally dare not move again, but there are many overseas monks in the crowd. How could they let Fang Yue go just because of Xia Anqing's words?

After all, one of the three people who died was a monk from the other side of the sea.

Da da ~

A sound of wooden clogs came from behind the crowd, and a thin old man who tied his sparse hair into a pull came out.

The old man looked at least twenty years older than Lei Gang. He was wearing a wide overseas outfit and two samurai swords around his waist.

"It turns out that in your country, as long as you have strong strength, you can turn black and white into trouble and get away with it."

The old man was not proficient in language, so that half of Fang Yue didn't understand it in just over twenty words.

But just looking at this person's expression and listening to his tone, you can feel the ridicule in your words.

Xia Anqing didn't even look at the old man, and said coldly: "Do you use your fingers in the Chinese practice world? Memorize others, Ling Yun, stutter!"

When Xia Lingyun saw his aunt's order, he walked forward and secretly accumulated energy in his palm.

Lei Geng saw that the opportunity to perform was coming, and he took the lead and said, "I should do it for the sake of beating people, and Miss An Qing is watching from the side."

The old man saw the slap of the thunder-rolling pot and waved at him, and smiled disdainfully, pressing his right hand on the hilt of the knife around his waist.

A round of residual blood slashed, and the thunder rolled back and dodged. Looking at the old man, the knife was still in the sheath.

"Slay with one knife! Are you Takaichi Tezuka?"

"Who is Sakaichi of Temple?" Fang Yue asked if he didn't understand.

The fourth elder frowned slightly: "Master of the Swordsmanship of the Coast Kingdom, Sword Saint."

Xia Anqing saw the old man's kung fu, but her face remained unchanged and said lightly: "He is not Shouyi of the Temple, so Shouyi of the Temple is not so old."

The fourth elder thought about it and it was right. Legend has it that the Sword Saint of the Coast Kingdom was only in his forties. Even if he was anxious, he would not be anxious about the old man's face.

A fat man behind the old man who looked like a decent person said, "This is the father of our Sword Saint of the Coast Kingdom, Lord Shouichi Shi, Hiroichi Shi.

"It turns out he is a bitch." Fang Yue jumped out to show his presence again.

Hiroichi Tanuchi glanced at Fang Yue: "The Chinese people can only speak out."

"Everyone here, does anyone want to have a chance to have a chance to have a fight with me?" Hiroshi Terachi directly ignored Fang Yue.

No one answered.

When Hiroshi Tanuchi saw that he was suppressing everyone with just one knife and his name, he couldn't help but feel proud and laughed.

"Fourth Elder, the one who was killed is the instructor of our Huangji Temple. I have to give his family an explanation, so I want to take the murderer away." Hirouchi pointed at Fang Yue, and two disciples rushed forward and wanted to lock him up.

Fang Yue shouted: "Wait a minute!"

"What, you still have to argue?" Hiroichi Teraunuchi was already a little impatient.

Fang Yue curled his lips and said with contempt: "I have never seen someone as shameless as you, as I have grown up."

"Nani?"

"You just told the Fourth Elder that you would take me away. After all, this is the territory of Ximei Mountain. You can be considered knowledgeable and well-educated, but did the Fourth Elder promise you to take me away?"

The fourth elder was suddenly named, cheered up and blurted out: "Yes, I haven't spoken yet?"

Hirouchi Nakanuchi looked down: "We are all practitioners, so don't play these words. I have asked you just now if you want to discuss with me. No one has come forward, so I will naturally have the final say."

"Hahahahaha." Fang Yue laughed inexplicably, but heard Xia Anqing laugh twice.

Then the eyes of the two met together.

"Aunt, you are an elder, you laugh first." Fang Yue reached out and made a "please" gesture.

"Second guy!" Xia Anqing gave Fang Yue a blank look and looked at Hiroichi Teraunuchi: "I'm afraid of you if I don't talk to you? Are you all the people on the coast so confident?"

"Then please ask this beautiful lady to give me some advice on my swordsmanship." Hiroichi Teraunuchi thought that Xia Anqing was challenging him.

Fang Yue looked at Xia Anqing and then at Hiroichi in the temple. He really couldn't tell which one was better.

But what if Xia Anqing can't beat Hiroichi of the Temple and get hurt or something, what if Ye blasphemy himself didn't take good care of her?

"You old thief, are you worthy of fighting with my aunt? Let me meet you first." Fang Yue jumped and jumped in front of Xia Anqing.

Xia Anqing frowned, wondering where Fang Yue was going to sing again, so she stepped forward and said, "You retreat, I'll do it."

Fang Yue Heng came out of his left arm: "Aunt, please... believe..."

Xia Anqing suddenly took two steps back: "You..."

When Fang Yue stopped Xia Anqing, he seemed to have bumped into something with his left hand. Before he could finish his words, he secretly looked back.

Sure enough, Xia Anqing's expression was very wrong, and she no longer had the calmness she had just now. She was both resentful and shy in her eyes that had experienced Fengchen but were still clear.
Chapter completed!