"Alas!..." Ye Wenfeng sighed helplessly, and looked at each other with Hua Mian, but didn't know what to say.
Hua Mian just stared at the ancestor of the Song family, waiting for the strong man's answer.
"You two don't need to beg for mercy. The Song family is not a reasonable family." Fang Xiaoyu sneered and said, "Whatever they want to do to me, just come over."
"Okay, boy, this is what you said. Today you will use your life to pay for this farce." Song Aobei drank coldly and asked the ancestor of the Song family on the side: "Dad,
This kid violated the rules of the Song family, disrupted the order of the meeting, and injured many people. Give him a fireball!"
"Yes! I know. The Song family cannot be insulted. No matter who he is, anyone who dares to offend our Song family will be punished!" The ancestor of the Song family just snorted softly, narrowed his eyes and looked at Fang Xiaoyu carefully.
It looked like he was sleeping but not sleeping, but it looked extremely scary.
The ancestor of the Song family was not in a hurry to take action, but was waiting and watching. He seemed to be waiting for something to appear.
"Xiaoyu... run away!" Chi Xueli pushed Fang Xiaoyu gently with her hand, with a worried look on her face.
"Silly girl, when did I, Fang Xiaoyu, escape? It's okay, I'm lucky!"
Fang Xiaoyu's hand fell on Chi Xueli's shoulder, and he gently touched her numb hole. Soon he saw the beauty closing her eyes and falling down crookedly.
"Mr. Chi, Xueli is left to you. Take her away!" Fang Xiaoyu winked at Chi Jianye who was standing aside, but there was a tragic look in his eyes.
Chi Jianye walked over quickly and supported his granddaughter. He wanted to say something, but couldn't.
When things got to this point, he had no choice but to resign himself to fate. The Song family was not someone he could afford to offend.
"Boy, take care. Xueli and I are waiting for your return." Chi Jianye picked up his granddaughter, turned around and walked outside.
He had just taken two steps when he heard a sound of shouting coming from the door outside.
"The Song family is still shameless? A mid-stage Nascent Soul master actually bullied a young boy in his early twenties."
Everyone looked around and saw a figure shining with glazed golden light at the door, walking towards the hall at an extremely fast speed.
In no time, a group of golden figures stood in front of Fang Xiaoyu. The visitor proudly puffed up his chest and shook his body. The glazed cyclone outside his body immediately rose to a height of more than two meters.
"Oh my God! So domineering!"
"Another Nascent Soul stage master."
"The gods are going to fight tonight."
The person who came was Leng Qingtian, the number one general in Southern Xinjiang.
His sharp eyes fell on the face of the ancestor of the Song family, staring at him without saying another word.
"Hahaha! Old man Leng, I didn't expect you to come to join in the fun. What? You also want to plead with me and this kid?" the ancestor of the Song family asked with a sneer.
"No, I'm not here to beg for mercy. I want to tell you. If anyone dares to touch Fang Xiaoyu's hair, I, Leng Qingtian, will fight with him until the end." Mr. Leng gritted his teeth and replied firmly.
As soon as these words came out, the crowd was in an uproar again. It immediately became boiling.
"This... this is wrong! What on earth does this boy Fang Xiaoyu deserve to have the No. 1 General of Southern Xinjiang protecting him like this? General Leng actually broke up with the Song family because of a young boy?"
"Let me go, this kid can't be the son of a big boss from the capital!"
"It's incredible. Even Leng Qingtian supports him."
"This is no longer a matter of support, but a matter of working hard!"
Listening to these discussions, the heads of the Qin family and the Qi family in the crowd all looked ashen.
Chi Jianye, who had reached the door with Chi Xueli in his arms, stopped again, gritted his teeth and said: "That's it, I won't leave. I decided to take a gamble with these old bones. Our Chi family can meet someone like Fang Xiaoyu."
Boy, this is the blessing of our Chi family! I also worked hard today and staked everything in the Chi family."
Chi Jianye's eyes were full of hope and he decided not to leave again.
"Old man Leng, do you think that with your current strength in the early stage of Nascent Soul, you can still fight me in a bloody battle?" The ancestor of the Song family snorted coldly at old man Leng.
"Even if I can't beat you, I can't let you be presumptuous." Mr. Leng glanced at the ancestor of the Song family with disdain and said: "A master of the mid-stage Yuan Ying, who is in his nineties, actually bullies the young with the old.
, what kind of hero are you?"
"Hmph! Old man Leng, please don't do this to me. This kid is seeking death and he can't blame me. Haven't I taken action yet? Why are you so anxious!" A trace of embarrassment flashed across the face of the ancestor of the Song family.
A master who is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul and is fighting against a master who is in his early twenties and who is in the golden elixir stage will lose his face even if he wins.
The ancestor of the Song family was a face-loving person, and when Mr. Leng stabbed him in the vital point, he felt his face burning.
Obviously, it would be a very embarrassing thing for him to kill Fang Xiaoyu immediately. Besides, he was still waiting and watching.
The ancestor of the Song family seemed to see something from Fang Xiaoyu. He wanted to verify whether what he saw was true.
This kid seems to have something he wants to get. The ancestor of the Song family is waiting for a suitable opportunity to decide Xiaoyu's attitude.
Seeing that Mr. Leng suddenly intervened, the ancestor of the Song family seemed to be embarrassed to take action because of his face. The people on both sides of the Qi family and the Qin family immediately became furious.
"I didn't expect that the Leng family would actually stand up and speak for this kid at this time. Is the world going to be the other way around?" Qi Wankai, the head of the Qi family, had a trace of panic on his face.
"Dad, it seems that things are a bit complicated. I'm afraid that this kid Fang Xiaoyu has been prepared for a long time. If this kid is allowed to participate in the family meeting, things will be troublesome." Qi Deyong said with a worried look on his face.
Qi Wankai thought for a while, rolled his eyes, and said to his eldest son: "I used the qi-gazing method to see that the real qi in the boy named Fang has been almost exhausted. If there is a person at this time,
A master at the golden elixir stage will definitely be able to kill him if he makes a move."
"Dad, what do you mean..." Qi Deyong was a little confused.
After thinking for a while, Qi Wankai smiled proudly and winked at Qi Deyong: "Son, my father will come forward later and ask you to come forward in the name of safeguarding the dignity of the family and force Fang Xiaoyu to accept a duel with you. Come on.
Then use a big move and kill this kid with one palm."
"Ah...this...Dad, I am no match for that boy. He can even beat the head of the Song family to the point of vomiting blood. How can I defeat him?" Qi Deyong thought about the previous contest with Fang Xiaoyu.
, I couldn’t help but beat a drum in my heart.
"It's okay. The fierce fight between that boy and the head of the Song family was just trying to hold on. Didn't you see that there were blue marks on his palms? This is the rhythm of exhaustion of vitality. Dad, give it to you
Take a powerful pill. I guarantee that this kid will be killed with one move." Qi Wankai said, taking out a medicine bottle from his arms and handing it to his son. (To be continued)