Jiayou fun things

Chapter 473 Hu Ping (4)

Lu Yi quietly suppressed [-]% of the pressure of the Beiming Sword, and only [-]% of the cold air pressed Hu Ping's body.

The two elders, Baihe and Moyun, got up together, and walked towards Hu Ping step by step with gloomy expressions.

The old man Wutong looked at the livid white turtle, and also got up quietly.

After pondering for a while, the old man Wutong said softly: "Two elders, I have a 'Enthalty Abyss Workshop' in Jiancheng, which is good at making all kinds of strange utensils... Among them, there are several sets of torture instruments customized by the Blood River Sect. Not yet delivered."

The old man Wutong drooped his eyelids, and carefully glanced at Bai Yuan: "It's the time of the Sword Fate Grand Meeting, and there are several elders from the Blood River Sect, who are in the city. Maybe we can ask them to take action, using the torture instruments they customized for the Blood River Sect, It’s good to serve this daring brat.”

Outside the boat, on the lake, the skinny old man, who was entangled in black wind chains and unable to move, hissed and screamed.

He has activated the secret technique of the photo studio, bloody flames spew out from the seven orifices, burning essence and blood, sacrificing Taoism, just to break free from Lu Qi's imprisonment.But although Lu Bi's realm is not high, his real strength is much higher than this skinny old man.

No matter how the skinny old man struggled and roared, the chains of the black wind were still criss-crossing, tightening inwards little by little, until the big black umbrella on the skinny old man's head creaked, and the ribs of the umbrella cracked. fracture.

The black smoke falling from the big black umbrella was messy and scattered for a while, and the bodies of several studio killers who were sheltered under the big black umbrella shook, and their bodies were smashed to pieces.

As Bai Yuan's guardians, Bai He and Mo Yun felt extremely humiliated by Hu Ping's words just now.

Under their protection, Hu Ping dared to say that he wanted to kidnap Bai Yuan to do some shady things?

The huge Yuan Lingtian, countless sects, countless dynasties, countless monk families, countless casual cultivators, even those giants of the demonic way, the demon king Xie Chong, who would dare to have such an idea against the young sect of Jianmen?

Bai He gritted his teeth, and said with a sneer: "Xiao Wutong is right, the punishment of the Blood River Cult is said to be extremely brutal, it can be called utterly horrific and inhuman...it is just right to serve this kid."

Mo Yun said coldly: "Find out this kid's sect and family, and kill the nine clans."

Bai Yuan's face looked a little better.

When Hu Ping saw Bai He and Mo Yun walking in front of him, his body trembled violently, and he roared loudly: "Don't you dare, I am Hu Ping, I am the fifth young master of the Hu family... my father is Hu Tianjun, and I am the photo studio Fifth Young Master... If you dare to attack me, I will definitely kill your entire family!"

Hu Ping shouted hoarsely: "Your division and family, all the men are killed, and all the women in your division and family, I will take my brothers and have fun!"

Hu Ping was ruthless, but with a seven-point weak gaze, he quickly swept over the three women Bai Yuan, Mi Xi, and Qing You in the cabin.

He grinned coldly: "I won't let any of you girls off, I will...hehe!"

There was a trace of saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth, and Hu Ping said in a strange voice: "My father Hu Tianjun, my father is the current owner of the studio... Do you dare to provoke the studio? Don't you? Don't you dare! I don't think you dare !"

"So, obediently, all of you guys are now abolishing your cultivation, kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy. You girls, come up obediently, help the young master to bandage my wounds, and then serve the young master well!"

Hu Ping gave a strange smile of "hehehe", his greasy and wet eyes slowly moved to Mixi's face: "This old lady, you seem to be the most charming, um, in my words, young master, It's just a show to the bone! Why don't you be the first to serve me, Young Master?"

Lu Yu suddenly.

Yinyuan stared.

Baiyuan, Mixi, and Qingyou were speechless for a while.

Baihe, Moyun, old man Wutong, and Luo Xiu who was standing aside looked at Hu Ping blankly with extremely complicated eyes.

This guy... is so virtuous, is he really the kind of studio owner?

"Unexpectedly, the studio is so inflated!" Bai Yuan patted the armrest of the chair lightly, and with the other hand, he fed the fruit just peeled into Yin Yuan's mouth.

Bai Yuan stood up and got out of nowhere a two-foot-long spring palace folding fan, opened it with a 'snap', and tried hard to turn yellow twice: "Very good, very good, very good. Kind of, it’s the first time I’ve heard such words when I’ve grown up.”

"Photo studio?" Bai Yuan looked at Yin Yuan: "Brother Yin, do you think this matter..."

Yinyuan coughed lightly: "At this moment, it seems that a flamboyant and immoral kid is doing something reckless, but the behind-the-scenes of this matter may not be so simple. If this matter is really instigated by the senior management of the studio, then the matter can It's complicated. For example, if the studio, he wants to destroy the plan to conquer the holy sky!"

Yin Yuan looked at Bai Yuan affectionately: "Xiaobai, you told me that conquering the Holy Heaven is very important to you. And I once told you that the studio is the strongest killer sect in Yuanlingtian. , they can serve as vanguards and death squads when conquering the Holy Heaven!"

"But now it seems that the studio may have other ideas!"

Bai Yuan put away the folding fan with a 'snap', and tapped his chin lightly with the fan: "Well, what's on your mind?"

Lu Ni coughed softly: "Sister-in-law, forgive me for speaking bluntly, my younger brother is never stingy, guessing people's hearts into the most insidious, filthiest, nastiest, and most shameless—think about it, you have such a beautiful face, heavenly fragrance and beauty, But you come from a noble family, and your luck is boundless... Especially, you have a treasure in your palm!"

Lu Bi pointed to Hu Ping: "This guy has a wicked face and a muddy bone, just like a rotten moldy toad in the gutter, but you are a golden phoenix soaring high in the sky... Tsk, maybe I want to , both people and wealth!"

Mi Xi on the side screamed "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh", she clapped her hands vigorously, and yelled in a fuss: "Young Zong, this is a big deal... Let me tell you, our daughter's family pays most attention to an innocent girl." Reputation... If this kid, he used violence, raw rice cooked cooked rice..."

Mi Xi took a sneak look at Bai Yuan whose face became extremely distorted, lowered her head and muttered in a low voice: "Isn't the marriage between you and Mr. Yin ruined by him forcefully? By then, it will be done. You What else can I do besides..."

Lu Yu sighed: "There are ulterior motives!"

Yin Yuan stomped his feet fiercely: "Extremely unpredictable!"

The three elders, Baihe, Moyun, and Wutongsou looked at each other and shouted angrily at the same time: "You are not a son of man!"

Luo Xiu quickly slashed at the side: "The fifth young master of the photo studio, Hu Ping, my disciples have also heard of him. This guy is simply the number one scum in the world, a shameless and indecent scum, a despicable and dirty beast. ...The words of a good man in the world can't describe his extreme bastard!"

Luo Xiu's body swayed, and a bright silver sword light flew out through his body, circling around him for three weeks: "Young Zong, such scum, dare to peep at Young Zong... It's really, really, what can't be tolerated." Forbearance? The disciple is presumptuous, please let the disciple stab him with a sword first, and vent his anger for Shaozong!"

The white turtle clapped its hands: "Good!"

Luo Xiu flew out with a sword, and went straight to Hu Ping's indescribable place with a 'puchi' sound.

Blood gushed out like a spring, and Hu Ping let out a scream like a ghost: "You are dead, you are dead... Do you know who I am? I am the son of Hu Tianjun... You actually, unexpectedly... cut it I?"

"Father, father, they cut off your son, but your grandson is gone!"

Hu Ping hissed and screamed, and Yin Yuan waved his hand lightly: "Xiaobai, why don't you have someone take him back? Just follow Elder Wutongsou's suggestion, use the torture instrument of the Blood River Sect to serve him well, and he must be taken back." Dig out all the shady activities with the studio."

Bai Yuan nodded slightly.

The old man Wutong walked up to Hu Ping, stretched out his hand and poked him fiercely a few times.

Wisps of sword light plunged into Hu Ping's body, sealing off his acupoints and meridians, sealing off his mind and soul, sealing off his whole body mana, and cutting off his spinal nerves, making him a high paraplegic state.

With a wave of his hand, several confidant disciples of old man Wutong walked in quietly from outside the cabin, and left without saying a word, carrying Hu Ping.

Lu Qi waved his hand to the outside.

The chains condensed by countless black winds closed inward and crushed heavily on the big black umbrella of the skinny old man.

The black umbrella shattered, and the skinny old man uttered a shrill and unwilling scream, and was smashed to pieces by countless black winds.When the skinny old man died, he opened his mouth suddenly, half of his tongue turned into a streak of blood and was about to fly away.

But Lu Bi held the Beiming sword and stabbed lightly.

A wave of water blasted out from the Sword Washing Pond, smashing the bloody light into pieces, and the skinny old man's idea of ​​using secret techniques to send messages fell through.

A group of Jianmen disciples set up Jianguang, surrounded Hu Ping, who was covered in blood, and flew towards Jiancheng.

On the Sword Washing Pond, a small sampan was rapidly heading back to the Wild Goose Forest.At the stern of the boat, there was an old man rowing the oars. At the bow, a man in green clothes with a sword hanging from his waist and a jade flute pinned to his belt, with his hands behind his back, stared intently at the direction of the wild goose forest.

Hu Ping flew over from a high altitude. He looked down and looked down. On the bow, the man in Tsing Yi just heard the sound of the sword light breaking through the air, and subconsciously looked up.

The two looked at each other from a distance, Hu Ping was overjoyed, while the man in Tsing Yi suddenly twisted his face, as if he was wearing new shoes on the first day of the new year, opened the door happily, and stepped on dog shit, his face became extremely ugly .

"Daddy, save me, Daddy!"

"Help, Dad, help!"

"I'm the fifth child, I'm Hu Ping, I'm your own son! Father, save me, save me!"

"These guys are unreasonable. I just wanted to find a chick to have fun, so they caught me, beat me, and cut me up! Dad, your son was cut off, and you are going to die!"

"Help me, Father! Hurry up and save me!"

"Help me, what good pills are there, that can regenerate limbs, get me some quickly!"

"Wuwu, dad, those little girls are on the boat in front, you kill all the men on it for me, and get me all those little girls and old ladies."

"Father, come and save me!"

(End of this chapter)