Throne of Universe

Chapter 383 Conflict
Qian Hu'er was stunned for a long time before saying: "I'm fine. Thank you for arriving in time!"

"It's fine!" Fang Youran said lightly.

"Listen up, Hong Youhe, he is my fiancé, if you are afraid, you should go back early!"

"What!" Hong Youhe trembled all over.When the pupils stretched out, Qianhu'er's words were like a bolt from the blue suddenly exploding in his brain. How could he accept such a thing? This is absolutely unacceptable.

"He's my fiancé!" Qianhu'er said to Hong Youhe with a smug look on her face.

Hongyouhe's fan drew an arc forward, and a violent gust of wind blew from both sides of its body.The golden fan closed suddenly, stabbing at Fang Youran like a flying knife.

He yelled violently: "You dare to snatch my Hong Youhe woman, you are simply tired of work!"

Although Hong Youhe knew that Fang Youran's cultivation was higher than her own, she was not a cowardly coward either.

Fang Youran turned around quickly, pushed forward with both palms, and the palm air exploded in the air.

Two spherical air waves hit the red crane that was charging straight towards him.

Hong Youhe jumped up suddenly, spinning the fan in his hand out of thin air, bringing a violent tornado-like air wave towards Fang Youran.

Two strong air waves collided!
The shock caused the room to tremble slightly, and Fang Youran's two deep footprints penetrated the ground for nearly two inches.

Fang Youran resisted Hong Youhe's attack with one hand, and quickly instilled true energy into his fist with the other hand.Another more intense spherical air wave gathered on the fist.

Hong Youhe was terrified and wanted to dodge, but his body was in mid-air, so he couldn't control it at will, even if he wanted to release the palm energy, it was very difficult.

Surprised on the face!
Fang Youran had already swung her fist towards herself.

Fang Youran's fist was like a huge hard iron ball, and Hong Youhe was directly sent flying.

He slammed into the wall hard, then rebounded and pressed against a blue-and-white porcelain bottle. When the blue-and-white porcelain bottle cracked, Hong Youhe fell directly on the fragments of the blue-and-white porcelain bottle, screaming loudly.

Qianhu'er looked at Hong Youhe who was finally knocked to the ground by Fang Youran.

When looking at Fang Youran, many strange colors appeared in his eyes.

"How much strength did Mr. Fang hide from me? The current Mr. Fang and I were completely different when we first met in Longyuan Wetland."

"However, Mr. Fang's ability to enter the Phantom Ancient Temple and pick the golden fairy grass in such a short period of time can be imagined."

Qianhu'er couldn't control the excitement in her heart a little bit, she opened her arms as if to hug Fang Youran.

Hong Youhe can bear this scene, the woman he loves the most is hugging a strange man in front of him.Hong Youhe couldn't bear it anymore, Fang Youran was not as good as her in terms of appearance.

Hong Youhe turned over, but almost every part of his body felt abnormal pain.

He suddenly made up his mind and grabbed a piece of celadon porcelain.

"Bitch!" He cursed fiercely in his heart.

Feeling dark in his heart, he used his true energy on his fingers, and an incomparably powerful force condensed on the tile and flew directly towards Qianhu'er.

Hong Youhe knew that he was not Fang Youran's opponent, and the opponent's attack could only play a meager strength.

A martial artist who can cultivate to the peak of the eighth rank is extremely powerful regardless of any part of the body.

Competing against Qianhu'er can not only vent your anger, but since you can't get it, others can't get it either.

Qianhu'er's body trembled, and a drop of blood suddenly spit out from his mouth.

After all, Fang Youran was careless just now.

Looking at Qianhuer in front of her, Fang Youran couldn't help but tremble.

That piece of tile had already penetrated deeply between Qianhu'er's ribs.

Fang Youran sucked the tiles out with enough energy, put Qianhu'er aside, and rushed towards Hong Youhe with her hands.

Hong Youhe's body trembled, his movements were very slow, it was so easy to dodge suddenly.

Fang Youran's palms kept swinging in front of him, and his bones made a rattling sound, and a strong wind blew by his ears.

"Boom..."

Hong Youhe was directly beaten into the air.

Fang Youran didn't stop, and punched Hong Youhe's whole body up and down again. In one punch after another, Hong Youhe's ribs were broken by Fang Youran.

The arm was also creaked by Fang Youran.

Hong Youhe's light and fluffy body lay flat on the ground, his whole body was soaked in blood long ago, his fate with the martial artist in this life is over.

Fang Youran came to Qianhu'er, Qianhu'er breathed heavily, and said slowly: "You...you...caused...caused...caused...."

Before Qianhu'er finished speaking, she immediately passed out.

Fang Youran came directly to the alchemy room with Qianhu'er in his arms, and now only Daxianwan could make Qianhu'er recover quickly.

However, Qian Bei was already in the alchemy room, and when he saw his daughter suddenly, his whole body turned pale with shock.

But he was beaten badly by Hong Youhe's guards, and he also knew that if he rushed in at that time, he would not be of much help.

Hearing Fang Youran's words, he came directly to the alchemy room.

"Daxianwan... Hurry up and take out the Daxianwan!" Fang Youran shouted unsteadily in her heart.

The alchemist took out a big fairy pill and gave it to Qianhu'er, and started to stop the bleeding for Qianhu'er again.

Several guards who were half injured by Fang Youran came to Hong Youhe, who was already dying at this time.

He stared closely at the two attendants in front of him, and he had already had difficulty breathing and was out of breath. "Remember...remember, repay me...repay...report!" The last revenge died before he could say it.

The two guards yelled the word young master loudly, no matter how much they shouted, Hong Youhe couldn't wake up again.

The two cried bitterly, and one said: "Master, how do you want me to explain to the master!"

"Young master, wake up, wake up!"

No matter how the two of them shouted, all this was in vain, after all, people cannot be resurrected after death.

One of them looked at Hong Youhe's body, while the other ran towards the Red Mansion quickly!
Moon Fox City, Red Mansion.

The Red Mansion is huge, with a powerful Maoye caravan, and it is at least the top seven richest mansions in Moon Fox City.

Hong Jiang was really happy. Wearing a black robe, with a plump figure, he took a sip of his oolong and looked at the young and beautiful third lady with a grin on his face.

Wearing a ring made of suet jade on his hand, which was shining brightly in the light, he moved his two thumbs closer together: "Madam, let alone that thousand fox, not only is he beautiful, but She is also talented and intelligent, but it is a pity to be born as the daughter of a thousand shellfish. You just need to rest assured, He'er has been smart since she was a child, and I have ever worried about anything, and we will look forward to having a grandson next year!"

The third lady of Hongjiang nodded repeatedly, and said with a smile: "Isn't there a lady? I have nothing to worry about. You are good. You don't care about anything. You should take the lead in this matter no matter what. Just go."

"I'll take the lead!" Hong Jiang shook his head and smiled proudly: "Ma'am, didn't you see that? He'er still makes me, a father, worry about it? He'er is very similar to me when I was young, no matter what I do, I am always sure. "

Hong Jiang smiled happily, stretched out his arms and hugged his wife.

Hong Jiang is now over 50 years old, and the third lady is almost 20 years younger than herself, and the two look more like father and daughter.

Hong Jiang is now a warrior at the peak of the eighth rank, and he is even the best among warriors in Moon Fox City.

But if he really wanted to compare himself with his genius son, he would naturally be left behind by Hong Youhe in a short time.

But at this moment, a servant suddenly opened the door and ran in.Hong Jiang, who was about to get intimate with his wife, felt cold, and gritted his teeth angrily at the servant who was not polite.

Flicking his sleeves forward, he said sharply, "How decent is it to panic!"

"Report to the master, something happened to the young master!"

Hong Jiang couldn't help being startled, and a thunderstorm suddenly struck his mind.

The third lady of Hongjiang was also shocked, she was still praising Hong Youhe just now, so what if something happened, something happened.Breaking away from Hong Jiang's embrace, he said sharply, "What's going on here!"

Hong Jiang immediately came back to his senses, frowned, and said sharply: "What's going on, hurry up and tell me!"

"It's the master!" The attendant bowed to Hongjiang respectfully, then turned to face the door.Shouted loudly: "Let him in!"

A young man in a red guard uniform walked in, with a long sword on his waist, just as he stepped into the door and saw Hong Jiang's piercing eyes, his whole body trembled and he immediately fell to his knees: "Old... …master!"

Hong Jiang's eyes were like torches, and when he looked at Hong Jiang, it seemed that some special light was shining on the guard. The guard lowered his head and talked about the whole thing.

Before the words were spoken, both Hong Jiang and his third wife were in tears.

Hong Jiang got up and walked in front of the guard, gathering strength in his palms, and there were loud bones between his fingers. There were staggered sounds and he pushed forward. Standing up, he spat out blood, and finally passed out.

After closing his eyes, Hong Jiang squeezed out two more tears from the corners of his eyes.

How can such a smart son say that if there is no one, there will be one, not only himself, no matter who he is as a father, he can't stand it.

Flicking his sleeve vigorously, he pointed to the guard in front of him and said, "Follow me to Qianbei Mansion!"

The guard nodded in response and blew his whistle, and immediately more than 40 people gathered.

He is ready to go straight to Qianbei Mansion.

But just when he was about to step out of the Qianbei Mansion, a black figure flashed on the wall.

The red Youhe corpse fell directly from the air.

"You don't need to go to Qianbei Mansion. I killed the man. If you want revenge, just come to me!" A young man in a black robe stood on the half-wall of the entrance of the Red Mansion, with bright red blood in his palm.

Hong Jiang saw that his son's body was almost dizzy with anger, he turned Hong Youhe's body up, Hong Youhe's muscles and bones were almost broken, but this person's attack was vicious, Hong Jiang gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and pointed at Fang Youran Said: "I have no destiny or hatred with you, why did you make such a murderous move!"

(End of this chapter)