Du Qingchen got out of the car, and the three women also got off in a hurry.
This woman is Nangong Wan'er.
Du Qingchen felt a little irritable.
I am really afraid of what will happen.
After so many years, he still couldn't control his anger.
Nangong Wan'er was the first woman he fell in love with in his life. He loved her very much, but she was also the one who hurt him the most.
Looking at Nangong Wan'er calmly, Du Qingchen took a breath and clenched his fists.
Nangong Wan'er said calmly: "You are actually still alive. It seems that your life is very hard."
"Are you disappointed?"
Du Qingchen said word by word with some difficulty.
"There's nothing to be disappointed about, because I'm here to kill you tonight."
Nangong Wan'er nodded, and the old man behind him stood up. The robe on his body was billowing in the wind, and the wind was blowing.
At this moment, a woman in leather clothes suddenly stepped out from the side and stood between Du Qingchen and Nangong Wan'er.
Suzaku.
There were two daggers in Suzaku's hands, and his body was filled with murderous aura.
"Get out of the way, this is my business."
Du Qingchen said.
Suzaku didn't even look back, ignored him at all, and pounced directly on the old man.
The old man didn't say anything. He clapped his palm and fought with Suzaku.
Suzaku is one of the four war gods under the throne of the Dragon King. Her cultivation is earth-shattering. She is already in the late stage of the True Yuan Realm. Her strength is on par with the heads of the nine sects. There are only a handful of people in the world who can surpass her.
But the old man was able to win with certainty. The two fought for dozens of rounds, and the old man always had the absolute upper hand.
Wang Lingying recognized Suzaku, but at this moment, his heart was extremely complicated.
It stands to reason that she hates Zhuque a little. She is also a woman, and she knows that Zhuque likes Du Qingchen, but now that he is a friend rather than an enemy, and he is fighting for Du Qingchen, she feels a little grateful and worried in her heart.
Gao Xiaotong's eyes widened and he was speechless.
Du Qingchen has a lot of confidantes.
The one who can step forward at this time must not be an ordinary relationship.
As for Wu Xiaoyu, she was even more curious about Du Qing.
What a man with a story.
This kind of man is very attractive to her.
After dozens of exchanges of moves, the old man seized an opportunity and slapped the Suzaku away with one palm.
Bang!
Suzaku landed in front of Du Qingchen, looked up to the sky and spit out a mouthful of blood. He was so angry that he fainted on the spot.
Du Qingchen's eyes were filled with bloody light.
"Take care of her."
He said something to Wang Lingying, and with a sway of his body, he was already in front of the old man.
"The Nangong family has two great masters, Taoist Priest Baimei and Hou Ziyi. You should be Taoist Baimei, right?"
Du Qingchen asked.
The old man nodded, with a wary look on his face.
"Okay, today, you have to die!"
After saying that, Du Qingchen punched the old man.
Taoist Priest Baimei had a solemn look on his face and dodged away. The two of them were fighting together.
Du Qingchen's moves were wide-open and powerful, while Taoist Master Baimei was known for his sustained strength. The two of them were going back and forth, and they exchanged hundreds of moves in an instant.
Finally, Taoist Priest Baimei fell into a disadvantage.
Du Qingchen seemed to be a tireless fighting machine. From beginning to end, his combat effectiveness was extremely powerful without any loss.
But Taoist Master Baimei seemed to be much stronger than before. Although he was at a disadvantage, he did not lose.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of moves passed by.
Wang Lingying and the three girls looked nervous.
Suddenly, a dagger appeared in Taoist Priest Baimei's hand. It was as powerful as a dragon, forcing Du Qingchen to retreat continuously.
With a sword in hand, his combat power seemed to have improved a lot.
At this time, he was trying his best.
Du Qingchen was not afraid and continued to attack.
Another hundred moves passed.
Suddenly, Wang Lingying exclaimed.
I saw a cloud of blood splashing out, and the dagger passed by Du Qingchen's shoulder. The latter failed to dodge, and his shoulder was scratched. But at this moment, Du Qingchen suddenly made a strange dodger and arrived behind Taoist Baimei.
, punch out.
boom!
Taoist Priest Baimei was thrown away and landed a few meters away, hitting Nangong Wan'er in front of him.
Du Qingchen continued to pursue and punched away.
Nangong Wan'er suddenly stood in front of Taoist Priest Baimei. She looked at the oncoming fist quietly without blinking, and there was even a hint of a smile in the corner of her eye.
Du Qingchen turned his fist into a grasp and grabbed Nangong Wan'er's throat.
A burst of exclamation...
Wang Lingying and the other three girls all wanted to rush over.
Du Qingchen clasped Nangong Wan'er's neck, and the latter's throat had turned purple.
"You hate me so much?"
Feeling extremely painful in his heart, Du Qingchen stared at the other party and asked through gritted teeth.
Nangong Wan'er was speechless, her pretty face turned pale, but she didn't try to open her mouth.
Her expression was calm and unhurried, as if she knew that Du Qingchen would not kill her.
Du Qingchen finally let go of his hand.
"If you were a man, kill me."
Nangong Wan'er said suddenly.
"You think I don't dare?"
Du Qingchen said coldly.
"Then let's do it."
Nangong Wan'er said.
Du Qingchen's face was ashen, but he did not take action immediately: "Don't force me."
Looking at Wang Lingying aside, Nangong Wan'er asked: "Are you Wang Lingying?"
Wang Lingying swallowed his saliva and said seriously: "Yes, I am Wang Lingying, his wife."
"You are lucky, but do you know that the person he loves most is me."
Nangong Wan'er said with some pride.
Wang Lingying's body trembled slightly. Facing Nangong Wan'er, she actually felt a little inferior. But at this moment, she mustered up her courage and said, "That was before. Now, he is my husband."
For a moment, Nangong Wan'er was stunned.
But she was still unwilling to give in and said: "Do you know who I am?"
Wang Lingying said: "I don't know."
"I come from the Nangong family in Beijing. My name is Nangong Wan'er. You should have heard of my name, right?"
Nangong Wan'er said calmly.
When Wang Lingying heard this, his expression changed: "Are you Nangong Wan'er, the most talented woman in the capital?"
"Oh, she is also the most beautiful woman in Beijing."
Nangong Wan'er added: "Now you should know the gap between us. He doesn't love you because he still has me in his heart."
"Enough!"
Du Qingchen interrupted her coldly: "Don't force me to kill you. If you dare to say a word about my wife again, I will really kill you."
"Oh, are you protecting her like this?" Nangong Wan'er chuckled: "I know you are reluctant to kill me, because you still have me in your heart. Otherwise, why don't you dare to return to the capital?"
"I will go to the capital. I hope you will all wash your necks and wait to die. I will not let go of any of those who framed me."
Du Qingchen frowned: "Do you think I will be afraid?"
"Your performance tonight was unsatisfactory and disappointed me. Your soft-heartedness is your biggest weakness. If you don't even dare to kill me, what else can you accomplish in this life?"