Wanjie Supreme Creditor System

Chapter 337 Lesson Shan Yu
The urgent and worried look, as if protecting his lover, made Shan Yu even more angry and murderous.

He said coldly again:
"You are the hero who saved Zhaojun's life? Why don't you look like a good person? Say, did you come from Mongolia to spy on the military situation?"

He was very unimpressed with Leng Yi, and even misunderstood that there was some ulterior secret between the two of them.

"Come on, pull it out and chop it!"

In one sentence, he set the tone and wanted to kill Leng Yi.

Where to start!
Leng Yi felt extremely wronged, he just came to ask for a debt, why did he become a spy?

To be beheaded?
Grass!
It's getting harder and harder to get debt now!
With a serious face, he said:
"I don't care who you are. The condition for saving her back then was to promise to teach me fashion design. I came to learn, but you actually want to kill me? Who am I?"

He took a step forward, straightened his chest, and said with a stern face:
"If you dare to insult me, your blood will be spattered for five steps!"

The majestic grandmaster of a generation is actually said to be a spy?
Not to be humiliated!
Shan Yu couldn't believe the words that were obviously very important, and said angrily:

"A manly man, why are you studying fashion design? Do you think I'm a fool? It must be your intentions against my Zhaojun, come here!"

Shan Yu was angry, and he couldn't find a decent reason to find a reason.

Since he is a strong man, how can he learn fashion design?

That's what women do.

Wang Qiang hurriedly covered his clothes, and said anxiously with his eyes:
"Chan Yu, why are you so reckless? Don't you look at his clothes. They are completely different from the current clothes. It proves that he has a lot of design skills. He wants to imitate women's clothes!"

She didn't even know why she was studying fashion design, she obviously had a completely different style of clothing on her body.

But, at this moment, I have to help to speak, after all, I am my savior!

When she spoke in the past, Shan Yu would listen to a few words.But today he is so jealous, how could he listen to a word.

Throwing away her arm, she drew out the scimitar around her waist, and with a hideous expression on her face, she roared angrily:

"Man, draw your sword, let's see how you make me splatter five steps with blood?"

Swinging the scimitar in his hand, gusts of wind whistled, obviously powerful, and he looked like a master.

"Hurrah..."

At this moment, the tent door opened, and a group of big men rushed in.

All of them have big arms, round waists, scimitars in their hands, and weathered faces. They are all soldiers living on the grassland.

Leng Yi glanced around, smiled, and said:
"Just relying on your group of soldiers and generals, you want to kill me? How ridiculous!"

The figure moved, and the right hand waved again and again.

The ten big men who rushed in, before they could say anything, their bodies had already flew into the distance.

"Boom bang..."

One side of the tent was knocked over and rolled outside.

He looked embarrassed and couldn't get up for a while.

Shan Yu's face instantly became extremely serious, and he looked at him coldly.

"you……"

The sound that came out was only one word, and Leng Yi pointed to his chest.

In an instant, he was short of breath, as if a boulder was pressed against his chest, and he couldn't breathe no matter what.

Not long after, his face flushed, his breathing was short of breath, his eyes protruded, and he looked very miserable.

"Oh!"

With his huge body, he fell heavily to the ground and hit the bed next to him.

Wang Qiang, who just got up next to him, rushed to his side in an instant, almost depending on the situation.

Seeing that his face was flushed from holding back and his hands and feet were at a loss, his face changed drastically.

This is suffocating!
He deeply knew that his savior was angry, so he couldn't help but ran to Leng Yi's feet, knelt down and said:
"Benefactor, please spare him, he can't die! He is my husband, I will ask him to apologize to you!"

What she worried about was not only her husband, but also her parents and the people of Datang.

The death of Shan Yu involved too many things, which may cause another war.

As a result, no one can bear it.

Facing Wang Qiang's entreaties, Leng Yi remained indifferent, and said lightly:

"It's okay, let him reflect on it, lest he feel that he is too good, shouting and killing people every day! Okay, you teach me fashion design first, and you are not allowed to hide anything!"

If you offend yourself, if there is no punishment, wouldn't it be easy to talk about it?

How many people will come to make trouble in the future!

He must be made to realize that he was wrong.

Wang Qiang was immediately dumbfounded. How could he teach well under such circumstances?

Perhaps because they heard the movement in the tent, more footsteps rushed outside, surrounding the entire tent.

Several generals in armor and holding scimitars walked into the big tent with gloomy faces.

With just one glance, he saw Shan Yu, whose face was flushed, as if he could suffocate to death at any time, lying on the ground, extremely uncomfortable.

He also saw Wang Qiang kneeling in front of Leng Yi begging, his eyes falling on the strange man, full of boundless murderous intent.

In this scene, Leng Yi is destined to be the executioner, and he must be killed for revenge.

"Boy, pay for my life!"

"You die, trash!"

"Chan Yu, I'm waiting for revenge, so slow down!"

Twelve people, armed with scimitars, rushed towards Leng Yi regardless of Wang Qiang, intending to tear him into pieces.

Facing the impact of the generals, Leng Yi sneered and said:

"You don't ask right and wrong, you should fight!"

After the words fell, the palms were turned out, and two dragon shapes were formed in an instant, and they rushed over directly.

"I chop!"

Someone used a scimitar to slash at the dragon's shape, but it passed by in a flash, as if it didn't exist at all.

The next moment, a dragon-shaped strong wind fell on them, each of them flew back more than ten meters like kites with broken strings, and hit the guards who had just rushed in.

Twelve scimitars fell from the sky and made a clanging sound, which made people feel the fear and coldness of Leng Yi.

All of Shan Yu's subordinates couldn't withstand Leng Yi's blow, they were like trash.

Until now, there was silence in the entire camp, deeply aware of how terrifying he was.

Too strong.

Wang Qiang was completely dumbfounded. He competed with each other on weekdays. In Leng Yi's hands, the incomparably powerful generals were almost like babies, and couldn't even handle a single move.

They can clearly stand against Datang, but now it seems that their opponents are too strong.

Shanyu, who was lying on the ground with his face bright red, could see the whole change clearly, and he knew deeply that he had offended someone he shouldn't have offended.

He wanted to apologize and save everyone's life, but he couldn't even breathe, let alone speak.

Only Wang Qiang knew the most at this moment, and he begged quickly:

"Benefactor, benefactor, I know they are wrong, please don't kill them, otherwise the world will be in chaos, I will teach you fashion design."

"A very simple idea is to hide people's shortcomings and make them conform to people's aesthetics, and it will look good! The rest can only be realized by taking time!"

In order to avoid the world's swordsmen, Wang Qiang said quickly.

It was obviously a whole set of theories, but she abruptly summed it up into one sentence.

Many generals, personal soldiers, and Shan Yu lying on the ground were all inexplicably shocked.

The man in front of him, who is so powerful that it makes people despair, really came to learn design?

(End of this chapter)