Chapter 893 Ou Yanmao

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 "Hey, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense. Tell me clearly, which woman did I sleep with?" Wang Fan was a little unhappy. This is just a false accusation.

He was also thinking in his mind that which woman he was sleeping with might be related to the so-called master of Daowumen Hall, Kuang Long.

Song Rumei? Gong Feixue? Mu Qianxin? Qin Xue?

It shouldn’t be!

Could it be Lin Shiya? Murong Yuer? Ning Yao?

It doesn’t look like it either!

After thinking about it, Wang Fan felt a little embarrassed because he had already had relationships with so many women.

"Jiang Yurou!" Kuang Hu spit out three words.

When Wang Fan heard these three words, he almost fell to the ground.

Damn, I’ve been thinking about feelings for a long time, wasting my brain cells in vain?

By the way, when did he sleep with Jiang Yurou?

Wang Fan quickly understood that it was all the fault of his pants.

Most likely the guy who stared at me at the airport last night was the Kuanglong guy.

He originally thought that the other party was just a small figure, and even if he were to deal with him, the battle would not be much bigger, so he didn't take it to heart at all.

But he never expected that the other party would be so awesome that he sent more than thirty people to kill him, and he was also the famous master of the sword and sword sect.

This is really a disaster for beauty, you can be shot while lying down.

Wang Fan wanted to understand this and was too lazy to talk nonsense, "Go away, go back and tell that Kuanglong that I didn't sleep with that Jiang Yurou, I just lent her my pants to wear."

"Tell him not to provoke me again, otherwise I won't mind killing your Xiangcheng Daowu Sect as well."

Wang Fan said, no longer bothering to pay attention to Kuanghu and the others, and walked directly towards Jueqing Temple.

He really didn't bother to do anything to the little fishes and shrimps. What's more, if they were to be killed, who would dispose of the bodies?

In the heart of the mad tiger, there are ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping.

You even put your pants on for others, and you still said you didn’t sleep with them? Who would believe it?

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br> Let alone Kuang Long, even if he is crazy, he will think too much when he sees his woman wearing another man's pants.

"Clean up the scene and we'll retreat." Kuang Hu didn't dare to talk nonsense and quickly gave orders to the remaining boys.

In any case, he was lucky enough to be able to save his life.

Wang Fan soon arrived at Jueqing Temple.

When he came, there were already many young men and women standing or sitting outside Jueqing Temple. Most of these young men and women were wearing ancient robes and carrying swords on their waists. They were elegant and chivalrous.

They chatted together in small groups, and pointed at others from time to time. If someone didn't know better, they would definitely think this place was the filming location for a costume drama.

On both sides of the door of Jueqing Temple, there were two middle-aged men in black robes. They had lunar expressions and powerful auras, just like door gods.

Everyone who enters will show a sign before being allowed to enter.

However, the eyes and hands of these two people are very dishonest. They always look at those young and beautiful girls and young women. They even meet some who they think are weak and will take advantage of others' unpreparedness to eat tofu.

Of course, on this occasion, they didn't dare to go too far. At most, they just glanced at their chests and pinched their buttocks.

Those young women and girls who had been eaten tofu did not dare to have an attack, so they exclaimed and quickly entered at a faster pace.

Wang Fan looked at this scene and secretly despised the two men, while also frowning a little.

Why didn't he know that a sign was needed to get in? He didn't even have a sign on him, so how could he get in? How could he buy cultivation resources if he couldn't even get in?

Wang Fan's balls ached. If he had known this, he should have shamelessly followed Luo Ling and the others in.

But now, it's too late to say anything.

To put it bluntly, I still don’t have enough status and strength.

Not enough, not enough background, not enough connections, otherwise he should have found out this information long ago.

Wang Fan frowned and walked outside Jueqing Temple, found a remote place and sat down, but he was thinking about how to make a sign.

He was even thinking that if it didn't work out, he would just steal one or rob one.

But, who should I turn to?

This is a problem.

After all, he, Wang Fan, can't just steal or rob someone for no reason, right?

Wang Fan still has some bottom lines.

While Wang Fan was thinking about this, five more men and women in green clothes came outside.

They strode in with their heads held high, their bodies filled with a sense of superiority, like proud peacocks, arrogant and arrogant.

The leader was a young man in his thirties. The young man was not very tall, but rather thin, but he gave people the most dangerous feeling.

His body was filled with strong evil aura, and his snake-like eyes were emitting a faint green light, making people feel numb all over.

"Look, Ou Yanmao from the Ou Yan family is here too."

"Legend has it that Ou Yanmao is thirty-one years old, and his strength is already in the early stage of innateness. He is very powerful. I heard that he went to the Yinren Valley, but I didn't expect that he came out."

"Oh my god, the Yinren Valley is not something that ordinary people would dare to enter. Everyone who has come out alive from there has experienced nine deaths and trampled on countless corpses. This Ou Yanmao is so powerful."

"Tch, your news is out of date a long time ago. Ou Yanmao came out of the Yinren Valley safely a month ago, and even killed the ruthless Ying Qian in the middle stage of Xiantian head-on."

"Although his strength is only in the early stage of innate strength, there are already very few people who can suppress him even in the middle stage of innate stage."

Most people began to whisper, and the eyes that looked at Ou Yanmao were full of admiration and fear.

In the ancient martial arts world, the strong are respected. For them, they are only thirty-one years old.

, he was able to safely step out of the Yin Ren Valley and kill the ruthless Ying Qian in the middle stage of Xiantian. This strength was enough to make them worship him.

You know, Ying Qian is a well-known ruthless person in the ancient martial arts world. Not to mention the early stage of Xiantian, even in the middle stage of Xiantian, he has few opponents.

Ou Yanmao was actually able to leapfrog and kill a ruthless person like Ying Qian at the early stage of his innate life, which shows how powerful he is.

Wang Fan was startled when he heard the comments from the people around him and couldn't help but look over.

Ou Yanmao, no need to ask, must be from the Ou Yan family.

If his guess is correct, this guy is probably that Ou Yanxu's brother.

When Wang Fan thought of this, his eyes instantly lit up.

He was worried about who to ask for a sign. Now that Ou Yanmao has come to his door, don't blame him for being rude.

Anyway, Wang Fan had already killed Ou Yanxu and offended the Ou Yan family, so he didn't care about offending another Ou Yanmao.

While Wang Fan was thinking about this, Ou Yanmao had already walked up to one of the young men.

The young man was already a little scared when he saw Ou Yanmao appear. Now that he saw Ou Yanmao coming, big beads of sweat were falling uncontrollably.

Seeing this scene, the whole place fell silent in an instant. They didn't know what Ou Yanmao was doing when he went to the young man.

"Ou, Senior Brother Ou Yan, what are you going to do?" The young man couldn't help but tremble, stood up, and asked Ou Yanmao tremblingly.

"What are you doing?" Ouyang Mao sneered, "My brother Ou Yanxu was killed last night. Were you there too? I don't do anything. I just want to do something for my dead brother."

When the young man heard this, his expression changed greatly, "Ou Yanmao, I didn't kill your brother, so what does it have to do with me? There were so many people at the scene at that time, is it possible that you, Ou Yanmao, wanted to kill them all?"

"What's more, if you have the ability, you can go find the person who killed your brother. How can you go after people like us?"


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