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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of Tianlong Chapter 343: Wasted Gong

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    Chapter 343 Wasted Work

    The young man suddenly froze, his hands were drooped, and his collar was held up, like a kitten whose head was scratched, and he couldn't be more obedient.

    "Let go of the young master!" The two men suddenly stopped, and their figures appeared. They were two middle-aged men. Their appearance was unattractive, but their eyes were shining, as if they were real.

    Fang Xueqing was carrying the young man. She was petite, and the young man was a bit taller than her. At this time, his legs were hanging softly. It seemed that as soon as she let go, the young man would collapse on the ground.

    The two of them took a step forward, their eyes piercing Fang Xueqing's eyes like swords, their momentum fierce, like a sword unsheathed, moving forward indomitably.

    Fang Xueqing sneered and snorted disdainfully: "You dare to offend Madam, you are just asking for your own death!"

    After saying that, he turned around and came to the window, pushed open the window, and with a flick of his hand, the young man flew out of the window, like throwing a stone, light and calm, clean and neat, without hesitation.

    "Young Master!" The two of them were shocked and flew up. With a "bang", the window was smashed. The two of them rushed out to catch the young man.

    Cheng Ziyun's face was gloomy. He didn't expect to hit the iron plate. This stunning beauty was actually a master and ruthless. She was as beautiful as a flower and as hearty as a snake.

    It¡¯s better to avoid such a person. Even if you die under peonies, you can be a romantic ghost, but he doesn¡¯t want to be a romantic ghost.

    He took a step back, and there were already four people standing behind him, two strong and two lean, all with eyes shining brightly, as sharp as swords.

    Fang Xueqing's bright eyes turned away from the window, fell on Cheng Ziyun's face, and sneered: "You are not a good person, get out¡ª¡ª!"

    ¡°This girl, I just want to make friends, what crime have you committed?!¡± Cheng Ziyun had a gloomy face and snorted coldly.

    Since he was a child, he has never been insulted like this. He was scolded like a slave, and the Qi was rushed from the Dantian to the chest. It was so painful that it had to be released.

    His face kept turning red, and he stared at Fang Xueqing viciously, as if he wanted to pounce on her and eat her.

    Fang Xueqing glanced at him sideways, condescendingly and dismissively, and shook her head: "You are frivolous and frivolous. If you don't get out of here, don't blame me for being rude!"

    "You shrew, you are making trouble unreasonably, I want to see what you can do!" Cheng Ziyun pointed his finger and rebuked angrily, his voice as cold as ice.

    "Young Master?" Fang Xueqing turned around and came back, her eyes as bright as water, showing an inquiring look.

    Xiao Yuesheng frowned, waved his hand, and said lightly: "Too much nonsense, throw it out!"

    "Yes!" Fang Xueqing responded excitedly.

    As soon as she finished speaking, she flashed in front of Cheng Ziyun and reached out to grab him, wanting to throw him out so as not to make any noise and affect her mood while eating.

    "Bold!" A middle-aged man shouted suddenly, standing in front of Cheng Ziyun. He moved as fast as a ghost and slashed with his palm.

    Fang Xueqing said "Eh", quite surprised, this middle-aged man's movement was very fast.

    Although he let out a soft cry, his hand was not idle. He turned his wrist and pointed a finger. The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, and his palm turned into a fist, slamming down like a hammer.

    Fang Xueqing retracted her index finger and pressed it out with her thumb, with a sneer at the corner of her mouth.

    "Hi!" There was a sharp roar, and a finger force appeared through the air, shooting at the fist that was coming, as fast as lightning, and came in a flash.

    A ball of blood burst out from his fist, he let out a muffled grunt, and retreated quickly. His face was as pale as paper, and he stared at Fang Xueqing in surprise.

    Fang Xueqing sneered, put her middle finger on her thumb, and flicked it lightly, like brushing the dew off the petals, light and graceful.

    "Hi¡ª¡ª!" With a slight whistle, another middle-aged man rushed up, swung his sword like lightning, and weaved a sword net to protect them in front of them.

    There was a crisp "ding" sound, and the sword shadows in the sky immediately disappeared. A sword rolled in the air and was inserted into the window next to it with a "chi" sound.

    It was inserted deep into the window frame, leaving only the hilt outside, trembling slightly.

    The two middle-aged men took a few steps back, looking at Fang Xueqing in surprise. They did not expect that she could send out finger power through the air, and such a sharp finger power.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? did hit the blade of his sword, and huge power surged up from the sword, like the water of a river coming in a mighty force, unable to hold back once launched, unable to resist at all.

    Fang Xueqing snorted coldly: "Get out of your way. If you cause trouble, I will kill you all together!"

    After saying that, he appeared in front of Cheng Ziyun in a flash. He stretched out his hand to grab his collar and throw it out of the window.

    But without thinking, Cheng Ziyun suddenly took a step forward and avoided it just in time. Although the movement was small, it was extremely wonderful.

    Fang Xueqing raised her eyebrows and hummed: "It turns out?A master who hides his secrets, no wonder he is so confident and frivolous!  "

    As she spoke, her hand explored again and grabbed it again.

    Cheng Ziyun dodged again, took out a folding fan from his waist, flicked it open, and revealed four big characters: "·ç»¨Ñ©ÔÂ".

    Fang Xueqing was surprised in her heart, but she underestimated Cheng Ziyun. He was able to avoid her two grasps. His movement skills were rare in the world.

    Her two explorations may seem like an understatement, but they contain several exquisite techniques, combining several sets of grappling techniques into one, which is infinitely powerful.

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    Cheng Ziyun was able to avoid her two grasps with his body skills, which made Fang Xueqing look at him with admiration.

    Xiao Yuesheng always had his back turned to several people. Wang Yuyan and Chun Niang could see clearly. Chun Niang whispered: "Sir, this person's body skills are exquisite and rare to see."

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    He shook his head and smiled secretly. Although this person's personal skills were wonderful, he was far from Xue Qing's opponent. She was careless again, thinking that this person didn't know martial arts and was a bit loose.

    "Huh!" He snorted slightly to show his dissatisfaction.

    Fang Xueqing was smart as ice and snow. When she heard the hum, she was suddenly shocked. Knowing that the young master was dissatisfied, she glared at Cheng Ziyun: "Since you are a master, it will be easy to handle!"

    If he is not a martial artist, the most she can do is throw him out without harming his life, but if he is a martial arts master, it is a different matter.

    Her figure turned into a wisp of light smoke, wrapping around Cheng Ziyun. He folded his fan and turned into a white shadow that filled the sky, blocking Fang Xueqing.

    Fang Xueqing hummed softly, her slender palms as white as jade, and she gently pressed the fan.

    With a soft "bang" sound, pieces of cloth exploded and fell to the ground, like fallen leaves on a tree. Only the iron ribs of the folding fan were left.

    "Hi!" Cheng Ziyun pressed the handle of the fan, and five rays of blue light suddenly shot out, covering Fang Xueqing. They were so close and so fast that they could not avoid it.

    Fang Xueqing swiped away, and the blue light dimmed and fell to the ground immediately, but there were some faint blue bone-penetrating nails, which looked quite scary.

    Fang Xueqing was very annoyed. She pressed her index finger on her thumb and flicked it.

    "Tsk!" A burst of internal force shot out at Cheng Ziyun, faster than a bone-penetrating nail, and arrived in front of Cheng Ziyun in an instant.

    He hurriedly waved the folding fan to stop it. There was a "ding" sound, like the sound of gold and iron, and the iron fan immediately flew out of his hand, spinning out of the window.

    There was a flash of white light in front of his eyes, and he hurriedly moved to dodge, but unexpectedly, his body suddenly stiffened, his true energy suddenly froze, and he could not move.

    Fang Xueqing held his collar and sneered again and again: "You can do whatever you want with just a little bit of skill. You really don't know how high the sky is!"

    "Sir, how about abolishing his martial arts skills?" Fang Xueqing turned around and asked loudly.

    Xiao Yuesheng turned his back to her and nodded gently.

    Fang Xueqing laughed and patted Cheng Ziyun's pubic area with a light palm.

    Cheng Ziyun felt a pain in his dantian, and then all the energy surged up, focused in the direction of his dantian, and leaked out, like a ball being punctured.

    Cheng Ziyun's eyes were extremely malicious, as if he wanted to eat her alive, all his advanced cultivation was in vain, and life was worse than death.

    Fang Xueqing hummed softly: "Remember next time, don't underestimate women!"

    After saying that, he threw his hands and he flew out of the window. Two middle-aged men rushed out through the window to catch him. Otherwise, it was three stories high and there was no way he could survive without Qinggong.

    Fang Xueqing clapped her hands and sat down: "Sir, I'm afraid this guy won't give up."

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and drank as usual, not caring.

    The people around him were cicadas, looking at Fang Xueqing, and he turned his head and avoided him. He was as beautiful as a flower, his heart was like a snake scorpion.

    "Without the princess, they still think we are easy to bully!" Fang Xueqing snorted, curling her lips with disdain.

    Wang Yuyan nodded lightly and took a long breath secretly. She suddenly realized that Xue Qing was not cruel, but wanted to establish her authority. Otherwise, with the looks of the three of them, she would become a lamb among wolves.
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