This kind of cheating can happen in any country and anywhere. As long as there is a relationship like father and son, cheating will continue to happen.
The young master of Sanqing Temple, Zhao Jiamuqing vividly interpreted the most perfect explanation about cheating. In order to win the smile of the beauty and gain favor from Yang Qingzhu, he directly gathered a group of opponents in Sanqing Temple.
He, a young man with an eager attitude, rode a white crane to the back hall and found the door.
Zhao Jiamuqing is like the unscrupulous second-generation official and rich man in modern society. He has the demeanor of a high-ranking government official. He is shaking a white paper fan with his left hand and clasping his right hand behind his back.
The look on his face was followed by a number of scoundrels. This kind of teamwork was intended to do only two things. The first was to rob civilian girls, and the second was to use power to bully others. What Zhao Jiamuqing wanted to do was the latter thing.
At Sanqing Temple in Sanqing Mountain, he has an attitude of "my territory is my own." Here, except for his father and a few elders who he cannot bully, he can bully no matter who he is, especially an outsider.
Unfortunately, Xiang Que became the target of Zhao Jiamuqing, the second-generation official of Sanqingshan Mountain, who wanted to bully others. In ancient times, there were beacon fire tricks on the princes to make the beauty smile, but now Zhao Jiamuqing beats Xiang Que in a group to win Yang Qingzhu.
Take a high look.
Wu Bingran opened the door and saw a dozen people cheering around in the yard. His face suddenly darkened. Xiang Que asked puzzledly from behind him: "Why does it look like you are looking for trouble?"
"It's not what it looks like, that's what it is. These people are Zhao Jiamuqing's lackeys..."
Xiang Que said "oh" and squinted his eyes. Zhao Jiamuqing and Yang Qingzhu left together to watch the colorful clouds chasing the moon. Now the second lady of Baidi City has disappeared. He is the only one left. Xiang Que
I knew that this white-haired hero must have been seduced by him and wanted to kill him.
"Qing Zhao Jiamu, what are you doing here?" Wu Bingran asked with a stern face.
"Xiao Wu, please reorganize your thoughts. Should you use this tone to talk to Gu?" Zhao Jiamuqing closed the paper fan with a "swish", lit him and said: "Also, you brought an outsider here.
What do we want to do with the important back hall of Sanqing Temple? Get out of here, I want to take this person away."
"What nonsense are you talking about? Xiang Que was brought here by my master. What is the important place in the back hall? This is my wing, where I sleep. When did it become the important place of Sanqing Temple?"
"What I say is an important place is that whatever I say in Sanqing Temple will be what I say." Zhao Jiamuqing squinted his eyes and pointed his nostrils at Xiang Que, and said, "Should you take the initiative to follow me, or should we take it with you?"
Are you leaving?"
Xiang Que scratched his nose and smiled: "This is good, I don't want to leave."
Wu Bingran said angrily: "He is my friend. He was brought by my master. Zhao Jiamuqing, does my master know that you are doing this? Even the temple master knows about him."
"It's my father who asked me to take him away," Zhao Jiamuqing said calmly.
Xiang Que and Wu Bingran were stunned. Sanqingguan made a decision so quickly?
Wu Bingran shook his head and said: "It's impossible. My master hasn't replied to me yet. Don't use chicken feathers as arrows."
Zhao Jiamuqing immediately became impatient, waved his hand and said: "Hurry up, take this person away, I'm still waiting to watch the colorful clouds chasing the moon with Miss Qingzhu at sunset, it's your fault for delaying my good time.
But it’s too big”
The gangsters cheered and all came around, surrounding Xiang Que and Wu Bingran. Zhao Jiamuqing stood behind the crowd and said: "Xiao Wuzi, get out of the way. I might accidentally hurt you later, but don't say I was hurt."
The friendship of fellow students”
Wu Bingran jumped on his feet and said anxiously: "What are you doing, you guys can't stand up to Xiang Que even if you are stacked together, can you stop messing around?"
Wu Bingran was really not afraid that Xiang Que would be beaten up by them. Knowing that he was still able to kill eight Baidi City cavalrymen despite being chased all the way, Sanqingguan and these scoundrels plus Zhao Jiamuqing might just be enough for Xiang Que.
Warm up.
Having been with Xiang Que for more than three months, Wu Bingran didn't know him very well, but he definitely knew that if Xiang Que got violent, whoever got in trouble would be unlucky. He had killed so many people in Baidi City and didn't care. In Sanqing Mountain, he
What other concerns could there be?
"Don't rush to fight them. Be careful. I'll go find my master and the temple master. Remember Xiang Que, don't kill anyone, especially..."
Xiang Que waved his hand and said: "Go, go, you Sanqingguan, the white-haired hero, I will definitely not move."
Wu Bingran glared at Zhao Jiamuqing bitterly and said, "I'm going to find the temple owner. I advise you not to provoke him."
At the foot of Sanqing Mountain, two cavalrymen sent by Yang Qinglong to Sanqing Temple to meet Yang Qingzhu returned.
"Back to the commander, the second lady said that he was going to see the owner of Sanqing Temple, but before she went to see him again, she met Zhao Qingfeng's son, who promised her to hand over Xiang Que."
"Qing Zhao Jiamu?" Yang Qinglong asked.
Lin Yunzhao said: "Zhao Qingfeng's only son, the apple of Sanqingguan's eye, haha... He is also the most prodigal son of Sanqingguan."
The Baidicheng cavalry said: "The second lady guessed that if Zhao Jiamuqing goes to see Xiang Que, there will definitely be a conflict between the two parties. Therefore, the second lady said, Commander-in-Chief, you'd better go there..."
Sanqingshan, back hall.
Wu Bingran quickly left to report the news. He felt that the two people behind him were both firecrackers. This commonality between the two would cause them to be in a state of being at ease. He was really afraid that Xiang Que and Zhao Jiamuqing would accidentally clash with each other.
, when he acted out an uncontrollable scene, he was not afraid that something would happen to Xiang Que, but he was afraid that in his haste, he would easily beat Zhao Jiamuqing into an idiot. After all, this child's brain is not that easy to use now.
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Wu Bingran's worry is absolutely correct, because the most prodigal son of Sanqingguan has already begun to misfire.
"Gu, I will give you one last chance. Will you follow me to see Miss Qingzhu?"
Xiang Que frowned and said, "If you want to pick up girls, do you have to use me as a stepping stone?"
"You are the best way for me to open Miss Qingzhu's heart," Zhao Jiamuqing said tenderly.
Xiang Que was speechless. In order to pick up girls, the white-haired hero actually wanted to use him as food and wine?
"What are you doing standing still, Gu, you can't keep the beauty waiting for too long without taking action?" Zhao Jiamuqing urged angrily while waving her fan.
"Wow!" The crowd surrounding Xiang Que suddenly rushed towards him in disorder. To be honest with this rabble, Xiang Que's attack with them was not even a warm-up. A total of twelve or three people were piled together.
Not even the three Baidi City cavalry can stand up to them. Their moves are all just showy, without any ornamental value at all, and naturally they don't pose any threat. Looking at this group of people, they look like a gangster fighting on the street.
This kind of thing could only make Xiang Que stretch out two fingers and deal with it for a while. He didn't dare to take action seriously because he was really afraid that he would accidentally wipe out these losers in Sanqingguan.
After three moves and two moves, almost half of Zhao Jiamuqing's followers had fallen down, and they were all lying on the ground babbling and exchanging. Xiang Que didn't attack too hard, but if they wanted to get up, they would have to do it three or five times.
What happened after the day, Zhao Jiamuqing's face turned pale when he saw this. He had promised to chase the moon with the beautiful lady, could it be that he just let it go?
"Get out of the way, wait until Gu comes to capture him." Zhao Jiamuqing flicked his fan, and the white paper fan opened, and he immediately reached out towards Xiang Que and drew it across.
The saying that people should not be judged by their appearance is more appropriate when it comes to Zhao Jiamuqing. Even though he is not very smart and never cares when he speaks, he is, after all, the number one Taoist sect of Sanqing in Luofu Mountain Cave Heaven.
Looking at the only son of the temple master, it can be said that when Zhao Jiamuqing was in the womb, Zhao Qingfeng was already paving the way for his spiritual practice.
He received careful instruction from Zhao Qingfeng right after he was born. Zhao Jiamuqing was not that good but he still had some strength. He was only in his thirties and was already in the middle stage of Jinru Hedao. Put aside his brain
It’s not easy to put this into perspective, but in terms of cultivation, it is still remarkable among the younger generation.
However, Zhao Jiamuqing's idea of using Xiang Que as a stepping stone in order to pick up girls was destined to die. Xiang Que was not a stepping stone, but a smelly and hard rotten road stone. Zhao Jia
Mu Qing kicked him and broke his bones immediately.
The fan in his hand must be regarded as one of the treasures of Sanqing Temple. It has a long history and was passed down from a certain generation of ancestors. It is a sharp magical weapon. Just pour Tao Qi into it, and the twelve fan bones will burst out.
The strong winds emitted, sweeping the body like a steel knife scraping the bones. This was a self-defense weapon specially given to him by Zhao Qingfeng after Zhao Jiamu Qingjinru became a Taoist.
Zhao Jiamuqing took action and faced Xiang Que in a serious manner. When the other party opened his fan, twelve strong winds suddenly rushed towards him and swept over him, with a somewhat overwhelming force.
Xiang Que tapped the ground with his toes, and he slid out backwards. Zhao Jiamuqing chased after him. At the same time, he slapped his right hand several times in succession, and waves of strong wind gradually surrounded Xiang Que.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..." As Xiang Que retreated, he fired out several sword energy with his fingers to face the strong wind. After the two directions collided, ripples rippled around him and spread out in all directions.
When Zhao Jiamuqing saw this, he was suddenly a little stunned. He regarded himself as the number one master of the younger generation of Sanqingguan, but he had never been so troublesome before.
Why, because he usually competed with the people of Sanqingguan, whether they could beat him or not, they all wanted to study with the prince, and they all fell down before the three moves were reached.
Over time, Zhao Jiamuqing always believed that if he took action, no matter who he was, he would stand at attention and shout conquest. Facing an opponent like Xiang Que who would not be polite to him at all, Zhao Jiamuqing was a little confused.