Son-in-law of Chenglong

Chapter 115

The God of Thousand Miles, Tuo Mu Yuanzhi said: "Alright, we are two hundred miles away, in the village of Cuweng, Huang's Temple, and dozens of colleagues. It's very lively, waiting for you to come and gather."

Wang Chong didn't think it was Xiao Hanshan, he felt a little relieved, and said to himself, "This time it should be an accident, it can't be such a coincidence."

Master Huang Mo and the camel of thousands of miles, the two of them didn't stay any longer, and each controlled the escape light. Master Huang Mo released his own circle of rigidity and softness, which was very chic when it flew up. As for walking, the god of thousands of miles camel Mu Yuanzhi made gestures more than ten times in a row, but he still seemed to be pressed by a heavy object and could not vacate, but the last time he vacated, he was much faster than Master Huang Mo. However, his swordsmanship is superb, and he is indeed worthy of being a senior.

Wang Chong also didn't know that when Grandmaster Huang Mo was about to leave, he buried a hole for him.Hei Yuen Long worshiped as a teacher at Ciyun Temple, and in their generation, except for him who was too late to study as a teacher, there were also twelve brothers named Twelve Owls of Ciyun.Wang Chong killed five, and there were seven more. Knowing that his brother was killed, he still came back to take revenge.

Master Huang Mo didn't talk about it, because he was afraid of causing trouble. If Wanli Shentu put this matter on him, it would take a lot of trouble.No one can untie this deadly, deeply enmity knot. He has no friendship with both parties. He came here just out of whim and intervened because he had too much drink in his head and his life was muddled.

Wang Chong touched the five owls of Ciyun. These few people are very poor. They only have one treasure bag, not one for each person, but one for five people. It's just some harmful things, and even some human medicines, such as incense, trembling voice, crisp bones three, mad waves seven...

Wang Chong didn't even take it back, and released the Qianli Fire Snake along with the corpse, burning it to ashes.

After returning home, the other aunts, brothers and sisters all went back to their rooms, only Wei Shiniang and He Quan were left waiting for him.

Wang Chong lowered his sword light and said, "I haven't killed them yet, I have to go out later, the two aunts don't wait for me."

He glanced at the Qianli fire snake flying in the sky. He habitually put an invisibility technique on this fire snake, so ordinary people couldn't see it, and he didn't plan to take it back, lest there would be enemies coming and making a move. What can't bear to say.

Wei Shiniang said: "Who is here? What will happen to our family in the future? Is it dangerous for you to go here?"

Wang Chong pondered slightly, and said: "For the current plan, I have to let my father go on the road as soon as possible, bring my mother and all the aunts, and return to the capital to take up the post. Don't stay at home."

"I don't know the origin of the family. I will go and find out later. It's too dangerous."

Wang Chong thought to himself: "No matter how dangerous it is, how can it be more dangerous than my monkey master? I have come to the heavenly soldiers all over the sky, countless monsters, and the gathering of mundane practitioners is like walking on the ground."

"Even if I meet a powerful and ruthless character, and there is a phantom of the Buddha to protect me, twelve hours is enough for me to escape back to Mount Wutai."

Wei Shiniang nodded, remembering the matter of swordsmanship, she was still enthusiastic, and asked: "The matter of swordsmanship..."

Wang Chong thought for a while, then took out the flying sword and magic bag that he had snatched from Wu Xiao, and said, "This is something from the Chou family, you should guard it first."

"I have a Yuanyuan Sword Art here, and a Yin-Yang Five Elements Qijue Sword Art, which one would the two aunts want to practice?"

He Quan was also interested in swordsmanship at first, and was still thinking about how to tell Wang Chong that this matter took advantage of Wei Shiniang's wind, so he was somewhat embarrassed, but he didn't expect that Wang Chong didn't care at all, and let them choose as soon as he opened his mouth. Swordsmanship.

He Quan thought to himself: "It's my fault that I gave up the foundation of the cottage and married Wang Lang, but I didn't expect that there was a fairy fate in his family."

She glanced at Wei Shiniang, and said, "My sister chooses first."

Wei Shiniang said: "I want the Yuan Yuan Sword Art."

Wang Chong squeezed the formula, stretched out his hand a little, and divided the two sword formulas into the minds of Wei Shiniang and He Quan.

He didn't know this kind of small magic back then, but he learned a lot from Tuotuo Patriarch and Daoshan Patriarch.

Wang Chong passed on the spell, took a bottle of royal wine and a few plates of fairy fruits, handed them to the two aunts, and said, "I got these by accident, and the two aunts will benefit greatly in practice after eating them."

After explaining this, Wang Chong was still a little worried, but when he thought of Zhang Yun'er, he thought to himself: "And this third aunt! She can recognize the Wangyou fairy fruit, and she knows that the mortal world will not allow it to be planted. There must be some origins. With her at home, it might be more reliable than Qianli Huo Snake."

Wang Chong thought about it carefully, if there was anything left to be done, he made sure that there were no omissions, so Yujian flew into the air and disappeared in an instant.

Wei Shiniang glanced at the fresh fruit in her hand, and said faintly: "I was deceived by that heartless person back then, and I only want to live in peace, to be a housewife, and not to care about the affairs of the world."

"But how could I have imagined that the eldest lady was very jealous, and I regretted it several times. When I came back with my husband this time, I originally thought that I would bear it after we got married and had a baby."

"Where did I expect such a turnaround? Fortunately, I did not treat Chong'er badly back then. I even wanted to teach him martial arts, but the lady knew about it and scolded him a lot, so I dare not teach him anymore."

He Quan pursed his lips and smiled, and said: "My family's martial arts have reached a bottleneck, and I feel that things in the world are not very interesting. When I meet my husband, I really can't bear it. His flamboyance."

After saying this sentence, Wei Shiniang also laughed together, and the two girls couldn't help laughing when they thought of their husband.

If it weren't for Wang Shilang's real ability, how could a mere scholar find so many beauties?
Wang Chong was holding his sword in the air, and thought to himself: "We must conceal our background, we cannot stand up to these people."

"I have Wutai's swordsmanship, and I don't know other people's skills. How can I cover it up?"

"Yes, I remember back then, when I was in Hantan, I met a person named Huang Xuanyuan. He also had an apprentice, but I don't remember what it was called. How about I pretend to be this person?"

"If you dismantle the Yuanyuan Sword Art to a lesser extent, it will surely cover it up."

Wang Chong was under Xiao Nan's sect. He listened to the lectures of Tuotuo Patriarch and received advice from the Daoshan Patriarch. All he learned was Wutai's authentic, side-branch swordsmanship. You can pick the right door by yourself.

Two hundred miles away, they arrived in a blink of an eye. Wang Chong saw the Cuweng Village and the Huangjia Temple from a distance, and thought to himself, "If it's an ordinary gathering, I'll get out as soon as possible. If it's related to my family, I have to think There is a way to catch everything."

"It's just that my swordsmanship is not very good. That hunchback, I may not be his opponent."

Wang Chong was thinking wildly, when he saw a sword light rising, someone shouted loudly: "Which way is your comrade, report your name?"

　Trying to catch up with the manuscript, begging for a monthly ticket to slap my face...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)