Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 348 My Hundred-Year-Old Ash Elm Wood Desktop

"What?"

"what are you doing!"

It is different from the original novel. In the original novel, no one knew Li Muxuan, and Li Muxuan didn't know these people either. He was excluded and ignored along the way, and accidentally went to Yinghe Tower to drink, and had a conflict with Hou Ling.

Therefore, everyone was relatively restrained at that time. After just a few verbal exchanges, Qingzhuyuan's senior brother Ruan Tao shouted and left.

But now, under the instigation of He Songling, everyone knows what Li Muxuan does. With the warm-up, everyone's mentality is different.

Not to mention that he was planning to kill Li Muxuan, at least he was planning to beat him up. As a young man, he did something that was obviously insignificant, but even if it could be called chivalrous, it was still considered chivalrous.

Another thing was the price setting scheme that He Songling had set up. Although everyone seemed cordial on the surface, their hearts were bleeding as they ate that night, and they all felt a nameless rage.

But I couldn't direct my anger at Liu Wei. As I said, the price is clearly marked. If you can't afford it, you don't have to eat it. My Yinghelou has not monopolized the food supply in the entire Wuxi.

Then this evil fire that had nowhere to emanate naturally fell on Li Muxuan, the disciple of Quan Xing Yaoren.

Several people slammed the table and stood up. Li Muxuan was not afraid at all. He also slammed the table and stood up, glaring at the other party.

"Boy, you don't want to be given face, right?"

"You give your father face?" Li Muxuan gritted his teeth and laughed: "Your father gave you this dog face, and it's the opposite of Tiangang's stuff."

"Fight, fight!" Someone was shouting in the dark.

Then the crowd got excited and shouted, "Okay, let's fight!"

"Hit!"

"Beat the son of a bitch!"

And the kind-hearted person shouted, "How about it, Brother Ruan, Xiaohou, just say a word and we will help you deal with this kid."

"No need. This kid insulted Qingzhuyuan by name, and this is our business."

Hou Ling bowed to the people opposite him and said, "We appreciate your kindness, but this kid today..."

"bass!"

Before Hou Ling finished speaking, a sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard, and a milky white streak with a chill came towards Hou Ling's square head.

"Bah!"

Fortunately, Hou Ling was a direct descendant of Qingzhuyuan and had been practicing martial arts continuously. At the critical moment, he leaned back and barely avoided most of the attacks.

But because the incident happened suddenly, the white silk still brushed across his brow bone.

Hou Ling felt a chill on his brow, and blood flowed down. Then the female disciple from Qingzhu Garden beside him cried out: "Ah! Senior Brother Hou, you, your eyebrows..."

Hou Ling quickly turned his head and looked at the mirror in the store. The entire eyebrow above his right eye had been shaved off.

The scale of this conflict was even bigger and more brutal than in the original novel, and Li Muxuan also used more force.

At this time, the white streak also returned to Li Muxuan's hand. Looking closely, he actually just poured out a glass of wine. He attached Qi to it, and with a flick of his wrist, it was really no less than a real metal blade.

This scene actually solved Hou Ling's doubts. No wonder it was so cold. He thought it was some kind of precious weapon.

But Hou Ling did not feel relieved after getting his questions answered, but became even angrier. This was natural, anyone who suddenly had his head chopped off and had an eyebrow cut off would not feel good.

"Let's fight, why bother talking so much nonsense." Li Muxuan looked at Hou Ling with contempt while sitting on a stool. In the original novel, he would take the initiative to fight for a fight, but now that the people in Qingzhuyuan have said that they want to fight for a grudge, he will naturally not be polite to this group of people.

"Your grandma's!"

Hou Lingwan didn't expect that Li Muxuan not only did not beg for mercy, but also dared to attack him first. He cursed angrily, jumped into the air, and pounced on Li Muxuan.

"Gu..."

But while in mid-air, I heard another strange sound of air being squeezed, and then I felt two strange force fields climbing up my legs. The gravity seemed to increase tenfold in an instant, causing my body to fall downwards involuntarily.

"Tom!"

Hou Ling knelt heavily on the ground, and then the force field quickly spread upwards, covering his entire body. His big head seemed to suddenly weigh more than a thousand pounds, and it hit the ground with a "bang".

Hou Ling gritted his teeth and tried desperately to stand up, but who was Li Muxuan? Even though he learned the martial arts trick of turning eight directions upside down, his strength was always better than Lu Jin's, even at the end. If he hadn't wanted to help Lu Jin break through, the two of them would have pierced his chest at the same time, one on the left and one on the right, and Lu Jin would have been dead.

Even Lu Jin, a talented disciple of the famous Lu family, the orthodox Trinity family, and Zuo Rutong's personal disciple, is still one step behind him. What can this little monkey from Qingzhu Garden compare to him?
No matter how hard he tried, he was unable to move and remained kneeling and kowtowing to Li Muxuan. After a long time, his waist even slumped down and his buttocks stuck up, showing a tendency to develop like Song Jiang played by Li Xuejian.

"Hahaha, my son, you don't have to be so polite. Get out of here quickly. I won't argue with you."

Li Muxuan sneered at Hou Ling, who was lying on the ground in a mess. Suddenly, his eyes narrowed and he interrupted him abruptly. Then a gust of air rushed towards his head. Li Muxuan flipped his fingers and the table in front of him flipped up, blocking him like a shield.

"Wow!"

The Qi force collided and a fine solid wooden table was instantly shattered.

A hand appeared on the back of Hou Ling's neck, grabbed his collar and pulled him back, and while Li Muxuan was distracted, pulled him up and threw him backwards, and a red-haired figure flew towards him.

The senior brother of Qingzhuyuan, Ruan Tao.

"Boy, you really need some discipline..."

"You have to pay for breaking the table." Ruan Tao was just about to say some harsh words in a threatening manner and teach Li Muxuan a lesson, but he was almost knocked down by the sudden voice.

"A century-old elm wood table costs twenty-five dollars. Pay now, or write an IOU. I'll go to Qingzhuyuan to ask your headmaster for it in a couple of days."

Ruan Tao and Hou Ling who was thrown out by him both fell to the ground because of this. They looked up with anger on their faces and saw the same two people on the second floor: Mu Chen who was looking around as if he was very busy, and Liu Wei who was frowning as if he had just eaten a dead rat.

"Manager Liu, this is a bit too dark."

Ruan Tao was very angry when his performance was interrupted. Their Qingzhuyuan sect imitated the legendary celebrities of Wei and Jin Dynasties and the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove. They imitated both the skills and the styles. The core of it was to show off. If he was interrupted while showing off, Ruan Tao would question him even if he was the owner of a small inn.

(End of this chapter)