The Heavens: A Qing, the Yue Girl at the beginning

Chapter 220 Divine Will Life and Death Talisman (4K)

"I only recognize my granddaughter, but not my daughter?" Hearing this, Wu Yazi couldn't help but startled, and wanted to refute, but knowing that Zhao Qing knew Li Qingluo better than himself, he nodded slowly.

For Wu Yazi, the daughter whom he has not seen for 30 years now "recognizes a thief as his father", which is really strange to him.

With the examples of Li Qiushui and Ding Chunqiu, he can't help but be a little more vigilant and feel alienated from his relatives who haven't proved his character.

Zhao Qing thought for a while, and said: "Why don't you pretend to be seriously injured and lose to Ding Chunqiu and go to visit, see how she will treat you as a father, and whether she will take the initiative to leak your news to Ding Chunqiu. "

"If Li Qingluo's behavior in her work falls below a certain standard, we will quietly take her daughter Wang Yuyan away to get rid of her bad influence."

Wu Yazi pondered for a while, then nodded, agreeing to the plan.

"If Junior Sister commits evil deeds of betraying Master, after the traitor Ding Chunqiu is executed, she must be punished appropriately." Su Xinghe glanced at Bao different, and added aloud.

The three people in this group didn't take Ding Chunqiu to heart at all in their words, it seems that they are really sure about dealing with Xingxiu old monster?Bao BuTong thought secretly in his heart, thinking about how to deal with this incident.

Before Master Murong was alive, he was also quite jealous of Ding Chunqiu who practiced the "Great Transformation Technique". He once said that it would not be difficult for him to defeat Ding Chunqiu with the ability of "Turn the Stars".

But it is much more difficult to avoid every move of the opponent's poison kung fu without injuring the slightest meridians by the poison, and defeat Ding Chunqiu at no cost, at least hundreds of moves are required.

And if the skill is insufficient, with Murong Fu's practice time less than one-third of Ding Chunqiu's, there is a high probability that he is not his opponent.

Master Murong once said that if one day he is gone, it is best for Murong Fu not to confront the Xingxiu faction before the age of 35, otherwise, even if he wins the battle, it will be a miserable victory.

This "Mr. Congbian" has profound skills, and his palm seems to be even stronger than that of the young master. I am afraid that Big Brother Deng, Second Brother Gongye, himself, and Fourth Brother Feng may not be able to defeat him if they join forces.

Coupled with his suspected master who has good looks and better martial arts, it is indeed reasonable for him to be sure to face this old monster Ding Chunqiu.

Mrs. Wang, Li Qingluo, has always had little regard for Gusu Murong's cause of restoring the country. She hated Mrs. Murong for spreading scandals about her family. She always prevented Miss Wang from interacting with the son-in-law.

If Mrs. Wang's influence in Mantuo Mountain Villa is overthrown, and Miss Wang takes the lead, it will naturally be a very good thing.

After all, Ms. Wang has been in love with the young master for many years, and she is a childhood sweetheart with a deep love.

If this unknown sect can really defeat Ding Chunqiu, making friends with it can be regarded as a great support for Fuxing Dayan's career.

Although Bao BuTong has a mean mouth, he is not a brainless person, and he knows to put the overall situation first when doing things.

Thinking of this, he arched his hands, decided to let go temporarily, and said, "No, no! Although Miss Zhao said that she wanted this old man to recognize his grandson Queen, it was very reasonable, but she still I think it's a little worse."

"Where is the difference?" Su Xinghe said coldly, in his opinion, Zhao Qing is a great benefactor of the master, and he cannot be belittled by others.

Bao Tong rolled his eyes and said, "Although I don't like Mrs. Wang's behavior, Miss Wang is her daughter after all. If you want her to get rid of Mrs. Wang's bad influence, you have to consider her own opinion. Violence should be used."

"As far as I know, Miss Wang has the biggest wish in her life. If you start from this aspect, you can probably let her leave Mantuo Villa and accept the identity of your group without causing conflict."

"Oh? What is it? Are you talking about it?" Su Xinghe looked at Bao BuTong sideways. He couldn't get used to this retainer of the Gusu Murong family who was only second-rate in martial arts but was good at provoking others.

Bao BuTong smiled and said: "What I'm talking about is naturally the emotional aspect. Miss Wang and my son-in-law are close relatives. They have been in love with each other since childhood. It's just that Mrs. Wang and my old lady have always had conflicts. Deliberately obstructing."

"If you and your group help to remove this big obstacle on Miss Wang's pursuit of love, she will naturally be very grateful and sincerely recognize her grandfather."

"Hehe, if Mr. Murong of your family came forward in person, wouldn't it be possible to accomplish this trivial matter? The so-called two-phase love, can't it be one side's unrequited love!" Su Xinghe snorted coldly and said.

Bao BuTong once boasted that Murong Fu could easily do things that the Xiaoyao School couldn't do, which made him feel somewhat resistant to this young master who had never met him before, now he found the right time to return the exact words.

"My son's ability is naturally enough to do this, but because of Mrs. Wang's status as an elder, I don't want to make trouble for him."

Bao BuTong carefully looked at the plain Su Xinghe, clapped his hands, and said: "My son is young and handsome, his martial arts is strong, he is famous all over the world, everyone in the world respects him, and Miss Wang admires him. This is nothing more than normal. .”

"On the other hand, brother, your character, hehe, is really far from handsome and unrestrained, how can you figure out the girls' minds?"

Hearing the other party belittle his appearance, Su Xinghe didn't feel annoyed. To him, it didn't matter what wronged him, what mattered was how Wu Yazi was.

He smiled slightly and asked: "I have always heard that Mr. Murong is handsome and handsome, with both civil and military skills, but I have never met him. I don't know if he will be at the residence recently, so I can let the old man see him."

The Xiaoyao faction has always attached great importance to the appearance of the descendants, and it can be said that the average appearance of each person is controlled.From Su Xinghe's point of view, if Murong Fu is really a good talent, marrying his master's granddaughter to him is not considered wronged.

But Bao BuTong thought that the other party wanted to invite Murong to fight again, he was dissatisfied and said, if my young master competes with an old man like you, there will be no gain if he wins, but if he loses by accident, he will suffer a lot.

Now that a conflict had arisen, he decided to change his previous "good" attitude, shook his head, and replied:

"Brother, if you want to see the character of my son, you will have to wait for fifteen to twenty days. Just two days ago, he and Brother Deng set off for Luoyang, hoping to meet some good hands in the beggar gang."

"Mr. Murong dares to fight against the best fighters in the world, no matter what his martial arts are, in terms of courage, he is really outstanding." Su Xinghe nodded and replied.

"No, no!" Bao BuTong shook his head and said, "Some people who dare to confront the beggar gang may be out of recklessness and ignorance. It is very different from my son who knows himself, knows himself and the enemy, and is full of confidence. It must not be confused."

Su Xinghe frowned, and was about to argue with the other party, but Zhao Qing said lightly: "If this bag is different, just treat it as air."

Bao BuTong shook his head and said, "No, no! Miss Zhao said that she wanted to treat me like air, but she listened to every sentence in her heart, otherwise she would say such things to Brother Su."

"What's more, the content of what I said is the advantage of my son-in-law who surpasses everyone. Miss Zhao Qing refuses to let me continue talking. Is it because I feel ashamed and afraid that I will overshadow your limelight?"

Su Xinghe ignored Bao BuTong's yelling, nodded to Zhao Qing, and said, "Miss Zhao, Master, when shall we set off for Mantuo Villa?"

While he was talking with Bao BuTong, Zhao Qing talked with Abi and Azhu for a while, and decided that Abi would still lead the way.

"No, no!" Just as Zhao Qing was about to answer, Qian Bian's voice sounded again.

Su Xinghe couldn't help turning his head and staring straight at Bao BuTong, only to see the other party shook his head and said:

"Brother Su, you put Master at the back in your words. If you rank them according to their status, it is a bit disrespectful to their masters; if they rank them according to their age, they rank Miss Zhao Qing as too old. Anyway , cannot be said to be appropriate.”

"You call yourself 'Mr. Congbian'. I haven't seen the word 'Ben' very much, and I don't know if it is worthy of the name; but the 'Cong' here really needs to be changed."

Abi and Azhu were listening by the side, wanting to persuade, but they knew that once Bao Sanye's temper flared up, it would take a while to subside even if the young master personally gave orders. I feel that there may be conflicts between the two parties.

Hearing Bao DiTong's non-stop snarky mouth, Su Xinghe didn't want to bear it any longer, and looked towards Zhao Qing, hoping to get relevant instructions from her.

"Mr. Bao BuTong, please apologize to us last time, and then keep your mouth shut." Zhao Qing glanced at Bao BuTong coldly, and warned: "Otherwise, something unbearable will happen next. .”

Bao BuTong thought to himself, looking at Su Xinghe's words and deeds, the three of them, with the youngest girl as their leader, couldn't possibly say that Zhao, who is only fourteen or fifteen years old and not as big as Azhu and Abi, Qing, is also a first-rate master?

It is said that "Mr. Congbian" Su Xinghe has been staying in Leigu Mountain for the past 30 years without ever going out.

Judging from the information so far, he probably didn't have the ability to fight against Ding Chunqiu. Perhaps, the reason why they dared to come to Ding Chunqiu's troubles was related to this Zhao Qing?

"Bao BuTong is different, and I'm not afraid of you!" Even though he doubted Zhao Qing's superb skills, Bao BuTong still shook his head and said with a smile, "I will never admit my mistakes in my life, even if I know I'm wrong, I will stick to it to the end .”

"Still talking back?" Su Xinghe snorted coldly, and slowly pushed out his palm, wanting to put the force of his palm on Bao BuTong's body, forcing him to admit defeat and stop making trouble.

Although within the range of Su Xinghe's palm power, once Bao BuTong aroused his stubborn temper, he put life and death aside and shouted loudly: "No matter what methods you use, I, Bao BuTong, will accept it here." Once it’s down, there will never be a word of soft-hearted begging for mercy.”

Zhao Qing took a step forward, looked at Bao Bubu with a determined face, and said lightly, "Oh? Are you really sure?"

All of a sudden, Bao BuTong's heart was shaken. He inexplicably felt that although Zhao Qing was close at hand, he was in fact thousands of miles away from him. It was purely a subjective feeling, but it was so real, as if Like a fairy among the clouds, it can be seen from a distance but not touched, ethereal and detached.

After experiencing Xiaoyaozi's spiritual means that day, Zhao Qing realized some abilities involving the effects of the small world around him by referring to his words.

"The poor spirit transforms into knowledge, and when the yang goes, the yin comes." Mentally trying to simulate the ability of "Zhiyin Wuji" to expand space and accommodate everything should be able to improve the understanding of this realm.

In the next moment, in Bao BuTong's eyes, this seemingly incomparably vast space suddenly changed unexpectedly, completely enveloping him in it, forming a distance like thousands of rivers and mountains from the outside world.

In this extremely wide and empty world, his thoughts seemed to be stretched infinitely, becoming a thousand times more sensitive, giving birth to a sense of loneliness that could swallow everything.

What was even more unbearable was that, for some reason, Bao Budong felt that his consciousness was always intermittent, and he couldn't even think through a complete question.

Suddenly, there was another shock in his heart, and he felt that this vast space was instantly filled with countless dense but clearly recognizable familiar voices.

The short four-character sentence of "No, No" has been repeated tens of thousands of times in a short period of time, filling Bao different heads, making him feel insane, and he has no idea about "No." Neither" This sentence gave birth to a sense of resistance engraved in the depths of the subconscious.

But from the outside world, Bao BuTong was just in a trance, in a dazed state, unable to notice the huge torture he was suffering mentally.

Regarding this method, Zhao Qing called it "spiritual life and death talisman", or "divine life and death talisman". The "yin and yang cutting" sword intent that was practiced earlier.

Just like the life-and-death talisman derived from the Six Yang Palms of Tianshan Mountain, she exerts fine control over the sword intent after the yin and yang attributes are differentiated. Although there are only two sides of yin and yang, the sequence is different, and the number is different. Thousands.

Compared with the life-death talisman used by zhenqi, the "divine will life-death talisman" does not affect the human body, and focuses on the spirit and mind. It is far superior to the limit of inflicting pain, and its power is even more powerful.

At this time, it was imposed on Bao BuTong, since it was only a small punishment and a big commandment, the power used was not even half of it, but it was absolutely unbearable for him.

After Bao Budong woke up, the noise of "No, No, No" did not disappear completely, but appeared from time to time, and it lasted for a year before it completely stopped.

"I'm done! I'm not going to take it! Can you stop your voice? Please!"

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(End of this chapter)