Royal Master Painter

Chapter 232 The House Master Arrives
"Master Gongyang, my master is seriously injured and unconscious now, take my master with us and we will slip away quietly."

"no problem!"

"There are also those who sacrificed their lives in the Wenfu, they saved me, I can't just ignore death."

"Save everyone!"

"Master Gongyang, are you really good at it? You won't make fun of me, right? Those stinky Confucian scholars, that Ji Li is their leader. I heard that he is No. 1 in the Eight Houses."

"trust me"

"Of course I believe you, but it's better for us to be sneaky. The Confucian Mansion has a large number of people. Don't let the people who should be saved be rescued, and then let the two of us go in."

"rest assured"

The space on one side of the Confucian Mansion shattered and opened a portal, and the sound of two people talking came out of the portal, and then a ram pulling a small car that could only accommodate one person slowly appeared in front of everyone.

Some green grass is hung in front of the ram, and the boom is held in the hands of the rider.

If a sheep wants to eat grass, it needs to move forward, but as the sheep moves forward, the grass also moves forward. The sheep will not eat a bite until it dies.

Jiang Li had slandered in his heart countless times, what kind of dark psychology could invent such a tricky driving method.

An old man in a red robe rode out of the broken portal of this space with a smile, followed by Jiang Li who didn't know what happened.

"Master Gongyang, we must act secretly..."

The old man Gongyang's strength is a mystery, but he is definitely a strong one who can break through Ji Li's mountain and river sleeves.

Even so, Jiang Greed insisted again and again, but things didn't seem to be moving in the direction he expected and the direction the old man promised.

When Jiang Greed saw the light of day again, the four doctors of the Five Classics in the Confucian Mansion looked like torches, and the focus in the attic of the Eight Mansions seemed to be all on him.

"Old man Ram... don't you understand what it means to be in the dark?"

"I know, just run away"

"Then what are we doing here? Ming robbery?"

"But I thought about it. As a scribe, especially with my status, it would be too embarrassing if I escaped."

"The last time you stole wine at the Gu Hotel and was chased by Xiong Heitat's dog, you never thought about losing face."

The old man Gongyang stared at Jiang Greed, as if he was blaming him for exposing his shortcomings in front of so many people.

"There's so much nonsense every day, I just do what I promised you, and you still care what I do? Why don't you take my place?"

After reprimanding Jiang Greed, the old man Gongyang turned his face to everyone in the Confucian Mansion, and greeted them warmly.

"Ji Li, long time no see, you look pretty good, you are getting younger and younger, but people from our Wenfu came to participate in the Goose Lake meeting, how could it be like this."

When the old man Ram appeared in the sheep cart, almost all the people present held their breaths and did not dare to make any moves.

But after seeing his attitude, these people breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that they were not going to make a big deal, which was also in line with his previous style.

"Master Wei, I can explain this matter," Yan Jianyuan said.

"Master Wei?"

Jiang Gu couldn't help but look at the old man Gongyang when he heard that Yan Jianyuan was saluting and addressing Mr. Wei.

"Is it calling you?"

"Well... there are only two of us here. If your surname is not Wei, you should be calling me." The old man Gongyang stroked his beard and said.

"You...you...what is your name Wei..." Jiang Li's tongue was tied and he kept stuttering.

"Didn't you just name me Wei Ruanruan?"

Jiang Greed's mind went blank, and it was fine to curse people behind his back in the past, but just now he actually called him a softie in front of the head of Wenfu, and called him Wei Ruanruan!

"Aren't you called Old Man Ram?"

"It's you and that little girl who saw me riding in a ram cart every day, that's why they called me a ram."

Jiang Li doesn't know now whether he will die at the hands of Ji Li, or at the hands of Wei Changli.

Wei Changli saved himself now, probably to bring himself back to Qingdu, and then strangle himself to death with his own hands, right?

Certainly not, it is said that Mr. Wei is magnanimous and treats the students of the Wenfu family as gentle as a child.

But this kind of excuse can't comfort him at all. The last time he met Kuanhong Daquan was called Hygienic Classic, not Wei Changli!
Yan Jianyuan said a lot, but Wei Changli didn't listen to a word, but brought Jiang Li to Lu Daoxuan's side.

With one hand stroking, an infinite spiritual force protected his body.

"How did my brother get hurt?" Wei Changli asked.

"That monk's side frame, Tan Qianqiu's hand!"

Now that he knew that the old man Gongyang was Wei Changli, there was no need for him to worry.

Although he has never seen Wei Changli make a move, he has long heard from Lu Daoxuan that the Master of Wenfu is a peerless figure who really stands at the peak of Yuling Continent and overlooks Yunyun.

He held his breath just now, and now is the time to find his way back. The only worry is that Wei Changli is really a prodigal, as the people of Qingdu said, and he admits that he is a coward, and he is worthy of Wei Ruanruan's name.

But what surprised Jiang Greed was that Wei Changli was not ready to compromise at this moment.

Wei Changli's figure disappeared from the sheep cart out of thin air, and when he appeared the next moment, he was already in front of King Kong Zhi.

"Master Wei..."

King Kong Zhi had a wry smile on his face. He really wanted to help the Confucian Mansion to sell them a good deal, but he didn't expect that Wei Changli would come in person. Now he is almost regretting it.

Jingangzhi only said these three words, Wei Changli had already made a bold move, and after sticking out with one hand, Jingangzhi wanted to avoid it, but the space outside his body had been completely imprisoned.

The monk's enlightened body is extremely powerful, but under the pressure of Wei Changli's spirit, even his body of Buddha can hardly resist.

This hand is as big as the sky and has the ability to capture the sun.

Wei Changli's hand caught King Kong Zhi's face, pressed his head and smashed through countless walls in Xihe, and finally smashed on the mountain wall that trapped Confucian Mansion.

King Kong Zhi is also a super strong man, but in front of Wei Changli, he can't even resist, his face is like gold paper and his internal organs are almost broken.

"King Kong Wisdom? Can you tell me, who gave you the courage to dare to deflect the Raven Mansion? Do you really think that if I want to kill you, your Buddha can protect you?"

Every word pierced through the eardrums, resounding in King Kong Zhi's heart like a great bell.

While Wei Changli was dealing with King Kong Zhi, Chen Daoshu and Feng Erpi who came by flying suture monsters were not idle, and the huge suture monsters surrounded the attic where everyone in Xumi Mansion lived.

"I know you are innocent, but there must be a few people around to pay for your stupid choices," Feng Erpi said coldly.

"What she means is that Mr. Lu's injury needs to be repaid by the lives of several people. Your lives can be measured together with the lives of the first painter of Yuling. Thinking about it, I am happy for you." Chen Daoshu said again Supplementary explanation aside.

"Of course you can try to resist. The more you resist, the happier I will be. Who made me a pervert?"

Chen Daoshu licked his lips with his tongue, showing a cruel smile, as long as he gave an order, these people would die in an instant, including Li Kuchan!
Since Mr. Wei used the knife and pen, there was only one purpose, which was to kill people.

　I have saved a few chapters in the past two days, and I will add more debts from Tuesday. I wish you a happy reading and a happy life.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)