Changsheng starts from Tiangang 36

Chapter 103 Gentleness is only reserved for Chuchu!
"If you don't tell Jiang Li's whereabouts today, everyone in Lanhong Pavilion will have a hard time. Not everyone can bear the whip of Nuhuwei!"

In Lanhong Pavilion, the sound of whips whistled, the air was turbulent, and the sharp bursting sonic boom shook the eardrums, as if whipping the heart and soul.

The angry tiger guard galloping across the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, even if he stood quietly, there was a chilling murderous aura pervading the air.

Every horse guard is like a mountain.

The maidservants in Lanhong Pavilion were surrounded by tiger guards, and the oppression in silence almost defeated all the spiritual defenses.

They are all weak women trapped in the Hou's Mansion. Who has experienced such a scene of oppression and fear.

Chuchu knelt on the cold and hard stone slab, her heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, her little hands tightly clutched the hem of her skirt, the terrifying pressure almost made it difficult for her to breathe.

In his sight, he couldn't see Nu Huwei's burly body and gleaming silver armor at all, only the horse's hooves thicker than her waist, and the gloomy and cold light reflected by the halberd blade slanting towards the ground.

She knew that her frail body couldn't bear the trampling of a horse's hoof at all, and the cold halberd blade could easily cut her throat.

Even the long whip hanging on the ground can easily shatter her flesh.

"Miss Xinyu, I don't know where the young master has gone!"

The girl pursed her lips, and finally raised her pure jade eyes, looked at the proud Miss Hou Mansion with piercing eyes, and said in a flat voice: "I only know that Lanhong Pavilion is the residence and courtyard of the young master. If you step through the gate of Lanhong Pavilion, the young master will not like it very much.

"You and the son are both heirs of Lord Hou, but the circumstances are completely different. The son has suffered since childhood, but he never argues or fights with others for no reason. He only wants to rely on his own efforts to study and take scientific examinations, and live a peaceful life. Why do you With the second wife and the ninth son, you always want to hold on to the son and always bully the son. Could it be that the son's life is a little happier, and it will make you feel less?"

"What a sharp-toothed maid, it's because of you that my second brother suffered. You really are a beauty, but now you are alive and well, but my second brother is going to be in severe pain today. Just destroy your pretty face first, I want to see if Jiang Li can still want you when you become an ugly monster!"

Jiang Xinbai's status in the Marquis Mansion is second only to the eldest son's son, and the most favored daughter of Marquis Zhenwu.

On weekdays, the servants of the Hou Mansion were afraid that they could not make her happy, and no maidservant of that humble status had ever dared to speak to her like this.

An unfavored concubine, the servant girls around him dared to talk back to her in public for their master, even in a questioning tone.

What a guts!
Jiang Xinbai stretched out his hand, and an angry tiger guard beside him immediately got off his horse and offered the whip in his hands with both hands.

"You son of a bitch, I'll tear your flesh apart today, and let you know who is the real master in this Marquis Mansion!"

Jiang Xinbai sneered, and with a flick of his arm, the two-meter-long leather whip flew up in a swish, threw an arc in mid-air, and ruthlessly lashed towards Chu Chu's tender cheeks.

"Snapped"

A crisp sound sounded in the next moment, and Jiang Xinbai's arm wielding the long whip suddenly stopped, and a force was fed back along the long whip, causing her arm to shake violently, and the long whip almost fell out of her hand.

Jiang Xinbai looked back, and saw a young man in white clothes stained with dried blood standing behind him, holding a long whip that was waving in the air in his hand.

"Jiang Li!"

Boundless anger and hatred instantly appeared in Jiang Xinbai's eyes. It was the unfavored bastard in front of him who caused his elder brother to be seriously injured twice, and even his mother was punished by his father for this, and was imprisoned in the Leng Pavilion.

"Jiang Li, you little bastard, the sin of a bitch..."

Jiang Xinbai cursed sharply, but before he could finish speaking, Jiang Li, who was grabbing the end of the whip, appeared in front of her without warning, swung his arm violently, and slapped Jiang Xinbai on the face .

Snapped!
No pain, just numbness and shock.

Jiang Xinbai only felt a huge impact, his ears buzzed, his mind went blank, and he was blown away.

Like a broken kite.

It hit the armored horse with a bang, and was rebounded and fell to the ground.

The face was hot and numb, as if the bones were crooked, and the pretty face was deformed.

She touched her slapped cheek in disbelief, and it was instantly red and swollen like a steamed bun.

"Jiang Xinbai, you are such a daring dog, how dare you act fiercely in my courtyard!"

With a shake of Jiang Li's arm, he directly grabbed the long whip from Jiang Xinbai's hand. He shook the end of the long whip, and the long whip, which could crush iron and stone, was thrown directly at Jiang Xinbai's cheek.

"Bastard!"

There was a roar like a thunderstorm, and there was a sudden explosion at this time, and a figure appeared in front of Jiang Xinbai in an instant. With a block of his arm, an irresistible terrifying force struck along the long whip in an instant.

Jiang Li's arm shook violently, the tiger's mouth split open, and his entire arm was numb from the shock. He could faintly feel that the muscles in his arm had been torn, and there were traces of cracks in his arm bone.

"Warrior of the Wanfu Realm!"

With a flash in Jiang Li's eyes, he was convinced with nine breaths of secret luck, his arm injury was healed in an instant, the exhaustion from running and fighting all night also dissipated, and his body and spirit returned to a full state.

"How dare you hurt Miss Bai!"

The surrounding angry tiger guards only reacted at this time, urging their horses to charge towards Jiang Li.

"Get out of here, have you forgotten your identities!"

Jiang Li was not polite, he punched through the air with both fists, and the fist seal of true energy came out from the front of the fist, and smashed towards the angry tiger guard who was rushing towards him.

These angry tiger guards are all warriors in the giant realm. They have been conquering the battlefield for many years, and they have been trained by Marquis Zhenwu. Their strength surpasses that of warriors in the same realm.

Even if there is no thought of killing, but a sudden charge, it is impossible for ordinary people to resist.

But Jiang Li encountered many adventures, and he also mastered the art of supreme qi. His true qi was condensed and deep. Even if he didn't use the power of the martial art, he still had the strength to fight against the martial arts of the six realms.

The three-entry courtyard is only more than two hundred square meters, and dozens of cavalry gather together, making the small space even more crowded.

The Tiger Guards launched rashly, not like charging on flat ground.

Coupled with the long distance between the two sides, Jiang Li's fist attack charged across the air, and directly rushed under the front of the angry tiger guards.

And when Jiang Li's cold drink wafted into his ears, the rest of the Nuhuwei also froze suddenly.

Although Jiang Xinbai is Lord Hou's most beloved daughter, Jiang Li is also the son of the Hou family.

Even if it's just a bastard, it's not something they can control casually.

Even judging from the rules of the Hou Mansion, it was Jiang Xinbai who led someone to break into Jiang Li's courtyard, breaking the rules first.

Thinking of Lord Hou's vague attitude towards Jiang Li recently.

Huwei was outraged for a while, and he was also in a dilemma.

"My heart is white, my heart is white!"

Murong Heng hugged his sweetheart who was almost fainted by Jiang Li's slap, his heart hurt like a knife.

Although Jiang Xinbai went to Linghe Castle to practice since childhood, he mainly focused on Taoism. Although he also practiced martial arteries, his realm was only at the early stage of Taiji Realm. He was sent flying by Jiang Li's slap. At this moment, I feel dizzy and can't concentrate completely.

"Brother Murong, kill Jiang Li, kill Jiang Ni!"

Jiang Xinbai trembled, hurt, angry and angry, she pointed at Jiang Li and yelled, slurring her words, opening her mouth pulled her muscles, and almost fainted from the pain.

"Jiang Li!"

Murong Heng stood up abruptly, the powerful energy and blood of the martial artist of the ten thousand husband realm suddenly rose up and gathered around his body, causing the air to twist.

"Nuhuwei, what are you still doing, have you forgotten your duties?"

Jiang Li didn't look at Murong Heng at all, he walked up to Chu Chu, gently helped the girl up, brushed off the dust from her trousers, and said apologetically, "It's all your fault, you came back late, let Chu Chu Wronged."

"My lord, you have to do things, how can you stay in the mansion all the time, it's useless at the beginning, and you have to distract your lord!"

Chu Chu felt the son's body temperature from his hand, but there was no grievance or complaint in his heart.

She looked at the dried blood stained on Jiang Li's body and was very nervous. The girl who was very strong just now couldn't help but burst into tears: "My lord, there is a lot of blood on your body, are you seriously injured?"

"Chu Chu don't worry, the blood is someone else's, the young master is doing well!" Jiang Li pinched Chu Chu's little nose and comforted him softly.

"Jiang Li!"

Not far away, Murong Heng's aura had reached its peak, an unprecedented coercion swept from all directions, and the strong blood was like a mountain peak, smashing hard on Jiang Li's body.

He took a step slowly, and the surrounding air seemed to be affected by the influence.

"Master Murong, please stop!"

The Nuhuwei was silent for a moment, and finally at the moment when Murong Heng was about to explode, he rode out again.

But this time, the target was not Jiang Li!
No matter what grievances and grievances there are between Jiang Xinbai and Jiang Li, it is only a matter within Zhenwuhou Mansion.

The Nuhu Guards could watch Jiang Xinbai kill Jiang Li without taking any action, but they could not ignore Murong Heng's fury.

No one can bear the responsibility of outsiders committing crimes in Zhenwuhou's mansion and wounding Lord Hou's heirs.

"Didn't you see that Xinbai was injured by Jiang Li?"

Murong Heng's anger was about to burst out of his body, but the only sliver of reason left could make him realize that this is Zhenwuhou Mansion.

Although the Murong family behind him is also a thousand-year-old family, it is still much inferior to the prosperous Zhenwuhou Mansion.

The most important thing is that no matter what reason he has, it is not the reason for him to commit murder and hurt people in Zhenwuhou Mansion.

If he killed Jiang Li at this moment, what he would destroy was the majesty of Zhenwuhou Mansion.

The elders of the family are also difficult to shelter.

Clenching his fists tightly, he looked at Jiang Li with the desire to breathe fire, but he never had the courage to take the last step.

"Mr. Murong, this is the Marquis of Zhenwu Mansion after all. No matter how disqualified Mr. Li's behavior is, it can only be dealt with by the Marquis!"

A heavy cavalry leader of the Angry Tiger Guard clasped his fists and saluted, respectfully admonishing him.

"Xinbai, let's go to Lord Hou. He hurt you, Lord Hou will definitely not spare him lightly!"

Murong Heng trembled all over, he closed his eyes full of resentment, gritted his teeth, hugged Jiang Xinbai who was in pain and couldn't speak, and strode away without looking back.

"Young Master Li, do it yourself!"

The leader of the Angry Tiger Guard gave Jiang Li a cold look, put down a warning, pulled the reins, turned and left.

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The strong wind behind him also broke out without warning at this time, and an extremely dangerous vigilance suddenly rose.

The leader of the Angry Tiger Guard was startled, and he turned around abruptly. In his sight, a red flood dragon pierced the sky, his neck became hot, and his eyes were shrouded in blood red.

The body was still sitting firmly on the horse, but a head flew up high, rolling to the ground like a ball.

"The head of the school officer!"

The angry tiger guards present were all shocked, never expecting that Jiang Li would be so vicious and brutal, directly attacking.

"Jiang Xinbai is the daughter of Marquis Zhenwu, and she can be regarded as my nominal sister. I really don't want to kill her, but you, as the guards of the Marquis Mansion, don't abide by the rules of the Marquis Manor and orderly. My Excellency, if you commit the following offense, do you really think you can just walk away?
"I am Lanhong Pavilion, you can come and leave whenever you want?"

"How can there be such a reason in the world!"

Jiang Li stood with a knife in his hand, his eyes were cold and murderous.

He could bear the Nuhuwei's galloping into the Lanhong Pavilion, but he couldn't bear the humiliation of having Chuchu kneel down in public.

The inability to kill Jiang Xinbai and Murong Heng today does not mean that he has to swallow his anger all the time.

If you practice martial arts and cultivate Qi into the Tao, if you can't even protect the people around you, no matter how powerful you are, what's the use of it!

Jiang Xinbai and Murong Heng suffered Chu Chu's kneeling and must not live!

And these angry tiger guards must die today!

"Chuchu, go back to the cabinet and wait for the young master!"

Jiang Li looked back and smiled softly, but when he turned his head again, there was only one fierce demon alive!
In the Lanhong Pavilion, a group of maidservants dared not stay too long, surrounded Chu Chu and hid in the room of Lanhong Pavilion.

Sensing Jiang Li's boundless killing intent, Nu Huwei got off his horse, threw away the halberd in his hand, and drew out the long knife at his waist, as if time and space were frozen.

In the next moment, there were killing sounds in the Lanhong Pavilion, the light of knives was like a curtain, and the sound of metal and iron clashing, like a sonorous battle song, stirred in the entire Zhenwuhou Mansion.

(End of this chapter)