Chapter three hundred and sixty-one angry and shot
Miao Xiangyu had never taken Zhuo Mufeng seriously. He was a direct descendant of the Miao family in Tongchuan, and Miao Qingcheng was his serious aunt.
Zhuo Mufeng was nothing. In his eyes, he was only valued by his uncle Wu Guanting because he had some qualifications and no deep background. He was said to be an adopted son, but in fact he was just a wild dog raised to guard the house!
When Miao Xiangyu treats this kind of person, he can be polite if he wants to be polite. If he doesn't want to be polite, what can the other party do to him? Back in Nuanyang Lake, when he scolded the other party like that, the other party could only hold his nose and endure it.
Therefore, Miao's proposal to Yu to change the yard was completely condescending, and he did not believe that Zhuo Mufeng dared to refuse.
When Wu Yuanyuan heard this, she couldn't help frowning. She had long seen that Miao Xiangyu was not very fond of Zhuo Mufeng, but the other party was her cousin after all, so she felt a little distressed.
"Change the yard? Why change?" Zhuo Mufeng tilted his head, with a puzzled look on his face, leaning against the door frame and crossing his arms with his chest.
Miao Xiangyu's smile disappeared, and she was very dissatisfied with Zhuo Mufeng's attitude, and said lightly: "Yuanyuan and I are cousins, and cousins should naturally be closer. There are only three houses here, and with my eldest brother, the number is just right.
,do you understand?"
Zhuo Mufeng's eyes fell on Wu Yuanyuan. Seeing that she was silent, his eyes became imperceptibly cold. He made a sound on his lips and tapped Wu Yuanyuan with his chin: "Then just let her go to your yard, no.
Is that okay? I’ll save everyone the trouble.”
For some reason, when Wu Yuanyuan heard this, she suddenly felt a sense of alienation from Zhuo Mufeng's tone. She had never had such a feeling that made her whole body shiver when the two were fighting around before.
She suddenly raised her head and looked at Zhuo Mufeng, only to see that the other person was still smiling, but he didn't even look at her. His hands could not help but wrangle together, and his knuckles turned slightly white.
Miao Xiangyu planned to let Wu Yuanyuan go with him from the beginning, but after hearing Zhuo Mufeng's suggestion, he was unwilling, as if he wanted to prove something.
Ao Ran said: "It's not troublesome. The courtyard here is bigger and more suitable for the three of us brothers and sisters to communicate. You, an outsider, don't get involved. People need to be self-aware, otherwise they will only bring humiliation to themselves. If it weren't for my uncle's sake,
For my own sake, I won’t tell you that much, okay, you can get out now.”
With this bossy look, he completely regarded Zhuo Mufeng as a servant, and his eyes looking at Zhuo Mufeng were full of disdain. Miao Xiangyu's look suddenly made Zhuo Mufeng feel a burning anger in his heart.
Zhuo Mufeng acted very free and easy in front of outsiders, but he knew that he was sometimes a very stingy person. The last time he was at Nuanyang Lake, the scene where the other party casually scolded him was still vivid in his mind, and he has never forgotten it.
If it weren't for Miao Qingcheng's face and the fact that there were so many people talking at the time, he wouldn't have wanted to teach her a lesson.
Originally, the matter was over and forgotten, but Zhuo Mufeng did not expect that he did not find the other party, but the other party came to provoke him again. Sometimes taking a step back will not lead to a brighter future, but will only lead to greater humiliation.
So the smile on Zhuo Mufeng's face gradually disappeared, with an undisguised coldness in his expression. He leaned against the door frame more casually and said coldly: "What if I don't leave?"
Upon hearing this tone, Wu Yuanyuan immediately screamed inwardly. Having been together day and night these days, she had some understanding of Zhuo Mufeng's temper, and knew that this guy was really angry.
Before she could speak, Miao Xiangyu on the side also suppressed his smile, narrowed his eyes and said: "You are a wild dog, don't be so shameless. My uncle didn't raise you to bite your master, you are the wrong person!"
Don’t think that just because someone who doesn’t know better calls you Young Master Zhuo, you are really a young master. In my eyes, you are just a dog in human clothes. Believe it or not, if you dare to bite me, my uncle will die if you turn around.
Got your dog teeth!"
Even Wu Yuanyuan couldn't bear to hear these words and shouted: "Shut up, cousin, what are you talking about?"
Miao Xiangyu said with a smile: "Yuanyuan, don't worry, I'm just going to help you teach your servants a lesson. This kind of bastard needs to be dealt with. If you don't show him some color, he will have wishful thinking, and even
I want to climb on your head, I know it."
Wu Yuanyuan ignored him and just looked at Zhuo Mufeng's face, which was colorless but increasingly deserted. Her heart was shocked and she had a bad premonition in her heart. She was so stunned that she forgot to speak.
Zhuo Mufeng stood up with his tilted head, his body left the door frame, his arms folded across his chest dropped, he stepped over the threshold and walked down the steps step by step, his eyes becoming colder with each step he took.
He was extremely angry at what Miao Xiangyu said, but he didn't take it seriously at all. What really disappointed him was Wu Yuanyuan. For this woman, for the first time, he felt worthless for himself.
After all, the two of them had the status of sworn brothers and sisters. Even if she hated herself no matter how much she hated herself, after she was so humiliated by Miao Xiangyu, she should have said a word or two of justice, but she didn't. At most, she would just give him a painless scolding.
It seems that in people's hearts, she is closer to her cousin who is thicker than water. Maybe her adopted brother is no different from Miao Xiangyu in her eyes, but she treats him like a dog.
Shock, grief, anger, sadness, all kinds of emotions intertwined in Zhuo Mufeng's heart, and finally turned into a strong murderous intention that filled his chest.
He has never been a person who takes matters into his own hands. If he wasn't strong enough and even wanted to kill Cui Baojian, how could he be afraid of Miao Xiangyu?
When the two sides were three steps away, Zhuo Mufeng suddenly stood still. His voice was as cold as the biting wind blowing in the cold winter, and he said word by word: "Kneel down and kowtow to me. If I say stop, you stop."
I can consider sparing your life."
A pressure that was so thick that it almost made people suffocate, with Zhuo Mufeng as the center, radiated wantonly to the surroundings, and the air seemed to have become a bit colder.
Miao Xiangyu was a little shocked by Zhuo Mufeng's sudden momentum, but when he thought that his cousin was by his side, he immediately became furious again.
He admitted that his strength was not as good as Zhuo Mufeng's, but he could resist a few moves. With the distance between this place and his elder brother's yard, he could definitely find his elder brother for help before he was injured.
Suddenly, Miao Xiangyu's eyes lit up and he realized that this was a good opportunity to kill someone with a borrowed knife.
He hates that there is a young man who is always in contact with Wu Yuanyuan. This time he can use his elder brother. If everything goes well, maybe Zhuo Mufeng can be eradicated. Even if not, he must be destroyed!
Thinking of this, Miao Xiang Yu showed a ferocious look on his face and secretly used his skills. At the same time, he pointed his finger at Zhuo Mufeng and scolded with disdain: "Wild dog, just you, what qualifications do you have? Kneel down and lick my shoes, it's just enough!"
"Cousin Xiang Yu, you are going too far!" Wu Yuanyuan suddenly turned her head and was finally completely angered by Miao Xiang Yu, scolding her mercilessly.
But before he finished speaking, an extremely strong wind suddenly swept from not far away, accompanied by a deep Sanskrit sound, and suddenly hit him with extremely violent force.
Wu Yuanyuan glanced sideways, her pretty face suddenly filled with disbelief.
I saw Zhuo Mufeng clasping his hands together, making seals with his five fingers, and his body was as fast as the wind, rushing towards Miao and Yu at an extremely fast speed. The strong wind turned into a golden color, and there was a faint roar of a lion, and the bombardment was unstoppable.
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Wu Yuanyuan did not expect that Zhuo Mufeng would really dare to attack Miao Xiangyu, and his attitude was clearly merciless.
But what really made her feel sore was that the range of this attack also included her. It was unclear whether it was because it was difficult to control, or because Zhuo Mufeng didn't care about her at all.
The arrogant energy came and turned into a strong pressure. Although he was confident beforehand, when he really felt all this, Miao Xiangyu realized the gap between himself and Zhuo Mufeng, and couldn't help but look crazy.
Change.
Fortunately, he was always vigilant. When Zhuo Mufeng took action, the long knife at his waist was unsheathed in time, and a transparent flame ignited on the surface of the blade, whirring and slashing towards Zhuo Mufeng.
It is the first suffering among the Miao family's eight suffering magic skills, the fire of the five aggregates, which can absorb the opponent's strength and attack the opponent, and is most suitable for defensive counterattacks.
boom!
The palms of both hands touched the blade of the sword, making a dull loud sound.
In the nearby courtyards, some young people who were practicing, meditating, or recuperating were all attracted to look in the direction of the sound.
"Could someone be fighting again?"
In a separate courtyard, two young men looked at each other, and Tie Yunge had already rushed out to see what was going on. The two of them would not miss the excitement and quickly followed.
"Sister, go quickly!"
On the other side, Bai Liyan showed excitement. This girl loved to watch the battles between the heroes. She had watched every battle before, and after greeting her, she was the first to rush out of the courtyard.
The door opened, and Ling Luo, who was dressed in white and looked like a fairy in a misty rain painting, walked out, shaking her head, but her beautiful eyes were also full of curiosity, and she didn't know which two people were fighting. Without seeing how she moved, she was already like a human.
Fairy Lingbo rose into the sky and floated towards the direction of the sound.
All the young people in the major courtyards were alarmed and rushed to the place where the battle was taking place.
After getting along for a period of time, these heroes have a certain understanding of each other, but because of this, they know that under normal circumstances, no one will fight easily. If they fight, it will be a duel at the same level, and maybe they will
Inspiring and not to be missed.
But in mid-air, many people showed expressions of astonishment, because the courtyard where the news of the war was heard seemed to have been uninhabited before.
The fingerprints were placed on the blade, and a stronger rebound force rushed towards Zhuo Mufeng, trying to destroy his arms. Zhuo Mufeng was slightly startled. He had already seen Miao Xiangjun's Eight Bitter Magic Skills, but until now
Only then did I realize the mystery.
In the past, if Zhuo Mufeng wanted to deal with Miao Xiangyu without relying on his killing moves, it was really not something he could do with just a few moves, but now, he didn't want the opponent to survive even two moves!
The internal strength increased by 20%, and the rolling Li Xuan Qi suddenly expanded the twelve zhengzheng, and quickly gathered in Zhuo Mufeng's arms. He kept his hands still in the seal, and pressed down suddenly, and the roar of the lion shook all directions.
It is the outer lion seal in the nine-character mantra Mahamudra.