On the morning of the 100th birthday of Mr. Su, Subu Villa, the most disciples died, and twenty of them died tragically.

Among them, there are fourteen male disciples and six female disciples.

Among the dead male disciples, eight people died of exhaustion of all the essence and blood of the Yuanyang.

There are also six male disciples who were cut off their throats like female disciples, and they were fatal.

Just last night...

"Miss Zhu, are you going there so late?"

"Several brothers, I'm not feeling well, so I need to go to the medicine to put on some medicine to condition it."

"Oh, I wonder what the physical discomfort of Miss Zhu is? My brothers and sisters can do some medical skills. If I don't help Miss Zhu, wouldn't we seem to be narrow-minded and have no gentlemanly demeanor at all?"

"Since that's the case, I'll thank the three brothers. I've made the murderer fuss these days, and I feel very nervous from time to time. I'm still hot all over and sweating all over."

The one who spoke was Zhu Mengwan, the son of Zhu Pengyuan, and the other was a disciple of a large sect and aristocratic family who came to celebrate Subu Villa's birthday.

After Zhu Mengwan said this, the three male disciples were stunned.

The faint fragrance emitted from Wang Mengwan's body, carrying a breath of boundless pink, instantly hooked away the souls of the three disciples.

The three male disciples couldn't help but say, following what they thought in their hearts:

"Sister, why don't we go to a smaller inn next to you and let me take a good look. After all, there are too many people here, and the three of us have always believed that we should not be known to do good."

"The three brothers are really considerate, and I think so. I have to check the medical department for helping my sister. It is really not convenient for the inn to talk too much. Brothers, let's leave now."

"It's really impossible to delay treating my sister. Even if my brothers have something to do, they must first finish treating my sister."

In this way, the three male disciples went to a remote inn in the city by chance and opened a room.

The inn shopkeeper looked at the three men's faces flushed, and supported each other with their three male disciples upstairs. His eyes were full of disdain and playfulness.

Zhu Mengwan went upstairs after she opened the room.

This was also what Zhu Mengwan said on the excuse that he and three men went to the inn room with him to make people see it, so he explained it in advance.

Anyway, these three people were completely fascinated by Zhu Mengwan's charm. No matter what Zhu Mengwan said at this time, these three people would just honestly agree.

If Zhu Mengwan hadn't wanted the qi and blood of these three people, she would have given a casual order to find a place to hang herself to hang herself.

In the room, it was hot.

"My sister is such a tender person."

"My sister is brighter than flowers and more delicate than stamens."

"My sister is as sweet as honey."

In this way, after a moment, the flesh and blood of the three male disciples withered and dried up at the same moment.

The three male disciples only trembled a few times, and before they even made a sound, they became corpses in the third game.

"After all, he is a disciple of a big sect and aristocratic family. He is much better than those ragged things from unknown origins in the world."

at the same time……

Wang Chun's granddaughter Wang Xiang had just left the inn where she lived and was walking on the street.

Opposite us were three disciples from major families from major sects who came to celebrate their birthdays.

"Miss Wang Xiang of the Wang family, it's the big night, where are you going?"

Wang Xiang said:

“This is not home yet

My grandfather was very troublesome and insisted that I come out to buy some almond cakes. He also said that it must be the almond cakes from Yangji Pastry Shop at the east end of the city."

When Wang Xiang said this, his cheeks bulged and his mouth pouted, and he looked extremely cute.

Seeing Wang Xiang's cute appearance, the three male disciples rushed to say:

"It turns out that our grandfather wants to eat almond cake. This is a trivial matter, my brother will just go for Wang Xiang's little sister."

Wang Xiang said in a skeptical tone:

"You won't use other almond cakes to mess with me, right? My grandfather has a very nice mouth. If he eats something wrong, he will beat me to death."

As soon as Wang Xiang's questioning came out, the three male disciples immediately said:

"What are you talking about? If you don't believe us, go with me. My sister watches us buy almond cakes for Uncle Wang with her own eyes. Is that okay?"

When Wang Xiang heard this, his rising little mouth instantly turned into a happy smiling face and said:

"Okay, okay, my sister will thank the three brothers first."

Wang Xiang followed the three male disciples to the Yangji Pastry Shop at the east end of the city.

The Yangji Pastry Shop in the east of the city is a bit far away, so it takes four people to walk for a while.

When the four of them walked through an alley from west to east, there were four people when they entered the alley. When they came out of the alley, there were only Wang Xiang.

In the alley, three people fell to the ground.

There are all, and only one part of the throat, which obviously collapsed. However, the skin was still intact and there was no blood.

The three of them fell to the ground coldly, without even a trace of expression.

I don’t know how Wang Xiang took action, nor how fast Wang Xiang is.

These three people came from major sects and families, so their martial arts were naturally not weak. But in front of Wang Xiang, these three people had no chance or gap to react, and they were already dead.

In the inn where Wang Xiang and his grandfather Wang Chun live.

Wang Chun sat on a wooden chair and closed his eyes to rest. He was still wearing the same torn cloth clothes, and the cloth shoes on his feet were still so ragged.

Wang Chun didn't raise his eyelids and said:

"Good granddaughter, how many people are there this time?"

Wang Xiang sat cross-legged on the bed and said boredly:

"The three people are all wastes, and they have no meaning at all."

Wang Chun still didn't raise his eyelids and said:

"Good granddaughters, these are all disciples of major sects and families today. The martial arts are already quite good among the younger generation."

Wang Xiang's eyes quickly turned upwards and said unconvincedly:

"These people can't compete with Lin Zhanqing at all. If they fight with Lin Zhanqing, I may not be able to beat him."

Wang Chun closed his eyelids and quickly opened them as soon as Wang Xiang talked about Lin Zhanqing, and said anxiously:

"Silly granddaughter, you can't hit Lin Zhanqing's attention. No one in the five authentic and six demonic paths can't hit him. I asked you to provoke Lin Zhanqing at the beginning just to let you try the reality of these disciples. You dare not be dizzy and fight with the disciples of the five authentic and six demonic paths."

When Wang Xiang heard his grandfather's words, his originally bored face suddenly became angry, his cheeks were digging, and he said:

"Why did grandpa ask me to provoke Lin Zhanqing?"

Wang Chundao:

"My stupid granddaughter, you still can't understand this little thing. Among these disciples, only Lin Zhanqing is really careless, has a broad mind and a big belly. The stupid granddaughter provokes other disciples. What if he really can't get revenge with you? Which of these five authentic six demon disciples are vegetarians."

Wang Xiang still puffed his cheeks and said:

"How did grandpa know that Lin Zhanqing has a broad mind and a big belly for so many years? Grandpa is clearly concealing me!"

Wang Chundao:

"My stupid granddaughter, if my grandfather doesn't walk around, he won't know the news about the world? These are all trivial matters, and my grandfather knows it well."

Wang Xiang said:

"Grandpa is just a liar, I don't believe it."

Wang Chundao:

"Silly granddaughter, what's there to believe?"

Wang Xiang said:

"Grandpa stays at home in the countryside to farm. Even if there is more or less news in the world, it is impossible for him to know so carefully. My temper and personality can be known by grandpa, the old man who farms in the countryside? Grandpa must have chosen someone casually and asked me to provoke. Grandpa didn't care about my safety at all! I will complain to my parents after I get home!"

Wang Chun was obviously very afraid of Wang Xiang's last complaint with his parents, and immediately said anxiously:

"Silly granddaughter, never complain to your parents! Your parents will not take you away when you complain, and you will never let me, a bad old man, see my granddaughter, see my good granddaughter!"

Seeing that his grandfather was cowardly, Wang Xiang was convinced. He smiled and said:

"If grandpa doesn't tell me and knows how Lin Zhanqing has a broad mind and big belly, I will definitely complain to my parents when I go home."

Wang Chun said angrily;

"What a silly granddaughter, grandpa is afraid of you. Regarding why Lin Zhanqing is broad-minded and has a big belly? Does the silly granddaughter still remember Lin Zhanqing's title of Jianghu?"

Wang Xiang's face turned red immediately and said:

"It's that, it's just a gangster title."

Wang Chundao:
To be continued...