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Chapter 127 Drinking
Did not expect such twists and turns.

He Qing didn't show it on the face, but he was thinking about it in his heart.

These female cultivators who are good at dual cultivation must have valued something in him.

The method of dual cultivation is not an evil method, but a great way. As the saying goes, the heaven and earth are divided into yin and yang and five elements, and this method of dual cultivation is included in the way of yin and yang.

Moreover, it is natural for men and women to be compatible, and there is no such thing as evil.

The only way to take supplements that harm others and benefit oneself is evil.

But He Qing is not interested in using this method. The most important thing he lacks is spiritual objects. If he wants to combine yin and yang, he needs to combine them a few more times.

Besides, Fairy Minghua doesn't look like a pure and good person.

If He Qing is some saintess, he can still wrong himself to make a fellow Taoist, but that's fine.

Besides, Fairy Minghua's charm skills are far worse than Tang Mingyu's.

Thoughts drifted in my heart.

Many customers outside looked at He Qing, wishing that the person invited by Fairy Minghua was herself.

What they longed for, they pursued each other day and night, but in the end they couldn't even get a straight look, and could only silently miss and grieve every day.

"Thank you Fairy, but I still have some things to deal with, so I won't bother you for now."

As soon as this remark came out, all the other monks looked at He Qing, and some people's eyes burst into anger.

"Okay, the little girl will sit and wait for the young master. When the young master is free, he can sweep the couch to welcome you at any time." Fairy Minghua said lightly.

Others can't feel it.

But Fairy Minghua could feel the strong aura of masculinity and masculinity in He Qing's body, as if leaking from the body of a god.

And the exercises she practices need this kind of yang energy to neutralize herself.

'If you can double repair with him, the opportunity to break through the late stage of foundation establishment may be here. ' Fairy Minghua thought in her heart.

In the later stage of foundation establishment, this is considered a great monk in the entire four states.

Fairy Minghua seldom showed up these years because she was looking for opportunities to break through, and these suitors outside were of no use to her at all.

And some of the later stages of Foundation Establishment, the Foundation Establishment Dzogchen are all old men, and the Yang Qi has already weakened, and it has little effect on her.

How difficult it is to find someone who is so young and has such a positive energy.

Thinking of this, Fairy Minghua felt very passionate.

It's a pity that she can't go too far in public, after all, she still has to maintain her fairy personality.

If it's in the room, just let her do it.

He Qing swept his eyes, looking for Wang Yu's trace.

Suddenly, a door was opened.

"The fairy is so beautiful, can we have a glass of wine together?" Wang Yu laughed drunkenly, holding a woman in his arms.

"Don't be rude to Fairy Minghua." Someone scolded angrily.

"What are you, get out, or I will kill you."

"you"

"Fellow Daoist, don't be impulsive, this is the young master of the Wang family."

Fairy Minghua frowned, a little annoyed.

But the other party is the Wang family after all, she is good at bewitching, but not good at fighting.

Everyone knows Wang Jing's nature of protecting his shortcomings.

This Wang Yu committed crimes repeatedly, Wang Jing defended him repeatedly, without any punishment, how can this temperament be changed.

'Sooner or later you will hit the iron plate, and then you will see if this old thing is dead or not. ' Fairy Minghua thought in her heart.

Wang Jing seems to be unknown, but in fact he has the same temperament as this Wang Yu.

Otherwise, how could he be so rampant that he would allow Wang Yu to do what he did without fear of offending others.

If someone had scruples, he might have asked Wang Yu to correct his mistake early on, so as not to offend someone he couldn't offend.

"I found you." A crisp voice sounded.

"Huh? Who are you? I don't know you. Get lost," Wang Yu said drunkenly.

Before the words could be finished, a cold light appeared.

A line of blood appeared from his neck, and then slowly seeped out. Wang Yu suddenly opened his eyes wide, feeling a little dazed and at a loss.

He reached out and touched his neck.

"Uh, uh," he struggled to say something.

However, with one stroke, the entire head fell off the neck, and the cut surface was smooth.

"You don't know me, but I know you." He Qing said softly.

Inside the house, the expressions of the other men instantly became extremely ugly.

The reason why Wang Yu went out was precisely because of their instigation.

As a result, the head fell off now.

"Ah!" A woman ran away in panic.

"It's over, Wang Jing will blame it when the time comes." Several people looked at each other.

Wang Yu is dead. This is Wang Jing's darling, the son of his wife, and the future heir of the entire Wang family.

Before it was over, after Wang Yu died, there was also a guard who had perfected Qi refining and was also slaughtered by He Qing.

"Fellow Daoist, you killed this person, don't you know who this person is?" Fairy Minghua said immediately.

"I know, so what?"

Fairy Minghua took a look at He Qing and knew that this was a real dragon crossing the river.

just
Wang Yu has offended so many people, why is he still alive today.

Many people hate it, but they dare not do it, for fear of hurting their relatives and friends.

Some people even wanted to attack it, but they all failed.

Fairy Minghua just clearly saw that when the man in front of him made a move, there was clearly a flash of spiritual light on Wang Yu's body, but it was only destroyed in an instant.

That was Wang Yu's bodyguard.

He Qing was not in a hurry with his hands behind his back.

He knew that people from the Wang family would come to him, so he was not in a hurry, just waited.

"Fairy, it's over, I'm free now."

After killing Wang Yu, he breathed out a bad breath, and He Qing's irritated mood was calmed down a lot.

This kind of dude deserves his death, and he deserved it for the people.

Relying on the fact that he has a late-stage foundation-building father, he is lawless and doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth.

However, Wang Yu just ran into He Qing today.

I don't know how many people like this exist in other cities.

Fairy Minghua looked at He Qing quietly.

She was a little worried, but she was not willing to let the man in front of her go.

This is an opportunity to break through the late stage of foundation establishment. If she can break through, why should she be afraid of Wang Jing.

He Qing Shi ran to the side, and someone immediately stepped aside, lest he offend this evil star.

Sit on a soft stool.

"Have a drink."

He Qing glanced around, but no female cultivator stepped forward.

"I'll do it." Fairy Minghua put one arm on the handrail, and Shi Shiran walked down the stairs.

She wore a silver hairpin on her head, and the tassels on her dress fluttered with her movements.

"This is a second-order spiritual flower wine. I brewed it using secret techniques. It has been stored for more than 50 years. I wanted to find a Taoist partner to open it again, but today I met the young master. How can ordinary products be enjoyed?" Minghua Fairy said. She spoke, her voice was melodious and charming.

"The waiter is ready, you are indispensable." He Qing said with a chuckle.

He Qing sat on the railing on the third floor and watched the distance from the window.

The Fairy Minghua pulled out the wine cork, the wine was flowing and the aroma was tangy.

She stretched out a jade hand and raised the wine glass to He Qing.

"My lord, please use it."

Some monks have left in fear, but more monks are still here.

Some are for watching the fun, while others are for Fairy Minghua.

Looking at He Qing's appearance at this time, they couldn't help feeling sour in their hearts, wishing that that person was themselves.

"The foundation-building female cultivator waits by her side, that's what a good man should do." A man standing on a tall building and watching could not help but sigh.

Fairy Minghua's beautiful eyes flowed, her gaze was shining brightly, her movements were few, but she was vaguely charming.

There are several tall buildings next to the Chunhua Building, from which you can overlook the scene.

Seeing the scene inside, Master Xuanyun couldn't help frowning.

"At this time, I still have to mess with flowers and grass."

Wangfu.

A servant ran hurriedly from outside the door.

"Forbe, Forbe."

"What's the matter? How unbecoming is it to be so flustered that the master will not give you two sticks if he sees it." Uncle Fu, the manager, scolded with a frown.

"Young master. Young master, he, he, he, he was killed."

"What?!" Faber suddenly felt his whole body in a trance, trembling all over.

"Is it the second son?"

"It's the second son."

Faber immediately ran into the house, feeling terrified at the same time.

The eldest son of the Wang family can die, the third son can die, but the second son can't die.

It is precisely because he knows Wang Jing's love for Wang Yu that he feels a sense of darkness.

The study room is filled with incense.

Wang Jing frowned when he saw Uncle Fu running over in a panic.

"what's up."

"Master, the second son is dead."

"What's going on?" Wang Jing didn't get angry, but asked calmly.

It's just that the cold light in his eyes made Fu Bo tremble a little.

"It was killed by a man in Chunhualou, it seems that it was for the shops that the young master robbed earlier."

"It's a beast. My son robbed his shop. If he is dissatisfied, he can come to the Wang family. My Wang family can't afford it, but why did he kill my son!" At the end, Wang Jing was furious.

"Let the third child, Wang Ju, Sanya Sanren come here."

"Yes."

Wang Jing sat quietly in the study, his eyes dim.

"Master, master, you must avenge Yu'er, my son is pitiful." A woman came over crying.

Snapped!
Wang Jing slapped the woman on the face.

"If it weren't for you to ignore him, how could he have such a disaster today."

"Usually I would feel sorry for hurting a hair on him, but now he was killed. Don't worry, even if the son of Daoist Jindan came here, he would have to pay for my son's life today."

Liu Yi sat quietly by the side.

He looked at He Qing, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that this son is really murderous.

This Wang Yu was beheaded by a sword before he could strike.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling a little complacent.

However, with a little trick, the Wang family has a blood feud with this person. It's really interesting to sit back and watch the tiger fight and kill someone with a knife.

But on the other hand, there was a faint worry in his heart.

This son is so murderous, if he finds out that it was the Liu family who did it, then he will never end with the Liu family.

Liu Yi shook his head, wondering what he was thinking.

In the early stage of foundation establishment, it is not certain whether this talent can survive today, how can he deal with the Liu family.

His Liu family is not comparable to the Wang family. If he wants to deal with the Liu family, he must at least use Jindan.

But how could there be so many golden elixir in the four states, and how could this kid ask for a golden elixir to help.

The aura of the four foundation-building monks spread from a distance, undisguised, with a murderous intent.

He Qing put down his glass and looked into the distance.

The people from the Wang family finally came.

He was almost defeated by Yang Zhou last time, and he is stronger today. Although Wang Jing is not as good as Yang Zhou, he brought three foundation-builder monks.

But He Qing is naturally not afraid.

Not because of how confident he is.

Rather, he had already noticed a familiar aura.

Who can kill him in front of Zixiaozong Jindan Daoist.

Boom!

Wang Jing didn't say much, and directly blasted down with a magic talisman.

Sparks exploded, and fiery red air billowed in the shape of a mushroom. With a gust of wind, countless auras gathered and wreaked havoc.

Many monks in the Chunhua Building suddenly looked shocked.

This Wang Jing actually didn't care about the rest of them.

The flames were raging and boiling, like a volcanic eruption with a suppressed extreme eruption.

He Qing looked at it coldly, and the long sword in his hand turned into a flash of lightning, dragging the tail flame like a meteor.

The long sword flickered, and the fierce sword energy continued to cut through the void, cutting off the violent wind.

Wang Jing walked towards him. He was surrounded by three spiritual fires, and the three spiritual fires were constantly flying like elves.

However, the Purple Lightning Sword went across all the way, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, like ripples on the surface of the water, but it carried a chilling killing intent.

The spiritual fire danced and suddenly turned into a huge stream of fire flowing in the sky.

The sword energy blows through the wind and waves, passing through it with a swish, without slowing down at all.

It swam past again, and stabbed at the other person.

This sword is full of murderous intent.

The casual cultivator who was locked by the Zidian sword secretly complained.

Among them, the killing intent was so strong that it made his heart tremble, and he was afraid that he would not be able to withstand this sword.

Wang Jing looked at He Qing, and directly drove the spirit fire to attack.

In addition, there was a monk holding a sword, and a monk holding a sword, and they rushed over together with mana boiling.

"Boy, if you dare to kill my son, I will kill your whole family to pay for his life." Wang Jing said angrily.

He Qing is only a monk in the early stage of foundation establishment, one against four, and he is even in the late stage of foundation establishment, so there is no reason for defeat.

Hatred boiled in Wang Jing's heart, as soon as he made a move, he used the fiercest killing move. The spiritual fire gathered and turned into a huge fire dragon.

boom!
The dragon is not yet upstairs.

He Qing stretched out his hand, and suddenly a silver-white lightning flash appeared on his hand, the lightning was restrained and exuded a spirit.

This is the seed of natal supernatural power condensed in the Zixiao Shenlei Secret Code.

The electric light swelled in the wind, and there was a constant clattering sound, and it suddenly rose up, spreading and raging towards the surrounding void like a rushing river.

The disorderly and huge lightning spread, and almost instantly, everyone in the Chunhua Building felt a tingling sensation crawling up their bodies, converging on their scalps, and they couldn't move at all.

boom!
Thunder and fire collided, and the air waves turned into concentric circles and continued to spread around.

"That depends on whether you have the ability. If I kill you, you deserve to die. Of course, it is the same reason to kill you now." He Qing said coldly.

This Wang Jing was weaker than he thought, and he couldn't bring any pressure to him at all.

On the other side, the Zidian sword flew back from a distance like a fish swimming in the water.

Sanya Sanren already had sword marks on his body.

He Qing looked at the two people who broke through the Linglei and killed them beside him.

Tianyang finger!
At this moment, He Qing no longer held back his hand, and exerted his ultimate strength.

The huge aura is gathering, like dark clouds pressing down on the top, like a volcano erupting, the whole world is dimmed at this moment.

Then there was an extremely bright sword light, like the scorching sun across the sky, and the endless brilliance spread out in an instant.

Heaven is moving!

Swish!
This sword light was so fierce that just looking at it gave a feeling of being cut off.

Wang Jing's eyes were instantly filled with this sword light!
what is this? !!

how so.

Endless fear rose from his heart, making him tremble involuntarily.

(End of this chapter)