Alien Arms Dealer

Xiao Cheng looked at Lei Mingya who was gradually approaching, and recalled what this person had done before, and he felt goosebumps all over his body, "Lei Mingya! Don't mess around! This is Louye! Not Fenglin!"

Lei Mingya turned a deaf ear, stopped in front of Xiao Cheng, and pressed his hands on his shoulders with such force that it almost crushed his shoulder blades!

"I want to know..." Lei Mingya said slowly, with his face almost close to Xiao Cheng's ear, his tone was tremblingly cold, "Is Mo Ziqing telling the truth this afternoon?"

Xiao Cheng frowned, the other person's body was almost close to him, this awkward posture made him very uncomfortable, "Is it true, you can prove it yourself! Ask me why?"

Xiao Cheng was in a confused mood, he had no idea what exactly Lei Mingya was alluding to.

Lei Mingya chuckled lightly, moved one hand down from his shoulder, put it on his lower abdomen, and said in a neutral tone: "He said, you gave birth to a son for him..."

When Xiao Cheng heard this, his scalp became numb, and the hand on his lower abdomen made him feel sick.

Lei Mingya laughed, with a distorted smile, "Hehe... that boy Mo Ziqing was better off! If you hadn't been told to run away by accident, this child... probably belonged to me!"

Xiao Cheng's face turned livid, "You're fucking courting death!"

"Oh, I don't want to die at all!" Lei Mingya changed his subject, with the smell of blood sucking, put one hand on his belt, and slowly pulled it away, "However, as the saying goes, under the peony flower Die, even being a ghost is romantic!"

Xiao Cheng grinned, his ghastly appearance was like a ghost at night!

"Then go to die!"

There was a loud wind behind him, and a dangerous murderous aura struck from behind. Lei Mingya hurriedly turned her head, only to see a hurricane with spiritual light sweeping in, driving the tables and chairs in the room. The unstoppable wind spirit art made him unable to avoid To dodge, Lei Mingya stretched out his hand, also resisting the opponent's attack with the technique of wind spirit.

Lei Mingya glared at Mo Ziqing who suddenly appeared across from him, filled with resentment in his heart, this kid repeatedly ruined his good deeds, he really deserves to die!

Lei Mingya divided his attention, and the spiritual power controlling Xiao Cheng's body weakened a lot. Xiao Cheng moved his fingers slowly, and then broke free from the opponent's spiritual power little by little.

"boom--"

Two powerful forces collided and the house collapsed!

"Pfft—cough cough cough..." Xiao Cheng moved quickly and escaped before the collapse, but he was still choked by the dust in his nose.

"—! There is no barrier for fighting! Are you trying to destroy the Song family?"

A shadow fell beside him, held his face in his hands, and asked cautiously, "Ah Cheng! Are you okay?"

Xiao Cheng glanced at Mo Ziqing in front of him, spat out the dust from his mouth, and was about to say something.All the monks of the Song family gathered around and shouted, "What's going on? What's going on?"

Looking at the collapsed house in front of him, Xiao Cheng thought for a while, he should apply for a cell with Song Qiwen.

The Song family made such a big commotion that anyone who wasn't deaf could hear it. Song Qiheng ran over in a hurry and shouted:

"What's the matter? Is the enemy attacking?"

Xiao Cheng looked at the second young master of the Song family who was yelling loudly, and ran over without even putting on his clothes, so it could be seen that he had just come out of bed.

Mo Ziqing stared at Lei Mingya on the opposite side with a vicious expression, then turned to Song Qiheng and said, "Qiheng! It's none of your business here! Get back!"

Song Qiheng scratched his head, and asked in a daze, "What's going on? Cousin, this... this house was built by you, right?"

"I'll fix it for you later!" Mo Ziqing gritted his teeth and said, what he wants to do most now is to chop up that Lei Mingya who took advantage of his wife!

When Lei Mingya saw Mo Ziqing, his expression was not much better. He reached out and flicked the dust on his robe, and said, "It's so late, Sect Master Mo is really in a good mood! Are you coming out to look at the stars?"

"So, Mr. Lei has come out to look at the stars at such a late hour!"

"Yes!" Lei Mingya climbed down the pole, "I just want to see the difference between the stars in Louye and Fenglin!" Everyone looked at the sky tacitly, and their expressions suddenly became very strange!

Nima!Cloudy today!Where are the stars!

"Sect Master is here!"

Those monks involuntarily gave way, and Song Qiwen appeared in front of them all dressed neatly, glanced at the collapsed house, then at the three people who were the culprit, and asked, "What's going on?"

Xiao Cheng touched his nose, fuck me!The house was destroyed by these two guys!Dont look at me!go find them!

Mo Ziqing and Lei Mingya and Huang Xiang waited for each other, but no one said anything.

Song Qiwen coughed lightly and understood what was going on in his heart, so he smoothed things over with a smile, "Ziqing has always wanted to test Mr. Lei's cultivation. Young people always like to discuss each other! However, it's so late today, the two of you want to If you want to learn from each other, why not go to the Song family's martial arts training ground tomorrow, and by the way, you can also guide those rising stars!"

Song Qiwen spoke, Mo Ziqing naturally couldn't refute his face, although he was not reconciled, but he could only bear it, so he said with a smile: "Mr. Lei, why don't we go to the martial arts training ground tomorrow, how about ?”

Lei Ming responded with a smile but said: "That's very good! Sect Master Mo, don't miss the appointment!"

Lei Mingya turned around, jumped onto the wall, and disappeared into the night.

Song Qiwen sighed, and said to Mo Ziqing, "Can't you be more peaceful? Say it yourself, how many things in my house have you destroyed?"

"Cousin, when did you become so stingy? Isn't it just a house! At worst, I'll pay you!"

Song Qiwen was a little helpless, "That's not the point I'm talking about, okay? Why are you messing with Lei Mingya again? He's my guest now, you... make me very embarrassed!"

Mo Ziqing said with a stiff face, "Are you letting me watch him belittle my wife?"

Song Qiwen: "..."

Xiao Cheng kicked him on the butt unexpectedly, "Get lost! Who is your wife!"

The jaws of the monks watching the excitement almost dropped to the ground.

Song Qiwen waved his hand, "Go down! Those who should keep vigil continue to watch the night, and those who should rest go to rest!"

Everyone dispersed, only the monks who were guarding Xiao Cheng looked at each other and did not leave.

Song Qiwen asked, "Why are you still standing here?"

"That... Sovereign, it's no longer possible to live here, should we still stay here?"

Song Qiwen rubbed his hair, he was about to be forced to be irritable by these people, "Change place! Change place!"

Song Qiwen changed a yard for Xiao Cheng, which was much larger than the place where he used to live, and the environment was also very elegant. Although there was some dust inside, it only needed to be cleaned a little.

Mo Ziqing followed behind and was taken aback when he saw the courtyard.

Xiao Cheng opened the door, inspected the room, and found that the things in the room were complete, and there were even many books on the bookshelves. Xiao Cheng looked at them, and most of them were books on miscellaneous studies, literature, travel notes, etc. , it seems that the original owner who lived here was a literati who liked to read books.

Song Qiwen asked: "Pavilion Master Xiao, are you satisfied with this place?"

Xiao Cheng nodded and laughed, "I'm a prisoner awaiting trial, what right do I have to be picky? But, has anyone lived here before?"

"Yes! This used to be where my uncle lived!"

Xiao Cheng's eyes widened in surprise.Song Qiwen's uncle?Isn't that Mo Ziqing's mother... Ah no, isn't that the one who gave birth to Mo Ziqing?This... is actually his former residence?

Xiao Cheng felt imprisoned all of a sudden, and it didn't feel right to place his feet anywhere, for fear of breaking things here. "Uh, I think... it's better to change the place, I'm afraid that if I break things here, that would be disrespectful to the dead!"

"No need! Pavilion Master Xiao can live here with peace of mind!" Song Qiwen smiled, "My uncle likes to be quiet, so this place is far away from our clan, and there will be no idlers to harass you!"

After speaking, he gave Mo Ziqing a pointed look.

Mo Ziqing turned her head away guiltily, pretending that I didn't know anything.

After such a commotion, the sky gradually dawned, Xiao Cheng looked at Mo Ziqing who was still standing at the door, and asked, "Why didn't you leave?

"

Mo Ziqing lowered his head and asked, "Ah Cheng, do you hate me so much?"

This guy is pretending to be pitiful again!

Xiao Cheng ignored the other party's pitiful look, "It's not that I hate it, but that it's inconvenient for me now!"

Most of the Song family saw what happened last night, and they might not know what it will be like!His first name!Mo Ziqing stood at the door, staring at everything here, and said with a smile: "Seeing this, I seem to recall some past events...

...?

Xiao Cheng was taken aback, and suddenly remembered that this was the place where Mo Ziqing's "mother" used to live, and it seemed a bit inappropriate for him to keep him out, so he waved his hand and said, "It's almost dawn anyway, Come in and rest!"

Mo Ziqing was very happy when he heard this, and walked in like a pug wagging his tail.

Xiao Cheng asked: "I said, there is nothing valuable here, in case I accidentally break it..."

"No, no!" Mo Ziqing waved his hands hastily, "There is nothing valuable here, you can rest assured, Ah Cheng! My mother has a very good temper and will never get angry!"

Xiao Cheng's head was full of black lines, "Well... you... your mother is a man, right? Isn't it strange that you call him mother?"

Mo Ziqing looked puzzled, "I've called him that since I was a child, what's so strange?"

Xiao Cheng was speechless.

Well, this weird world really can't be understood from the perspective of his earthlings. Fortunately, he taught Xiao Fan to call himself father from the very beginning, otherwise...

Thinking of the precious son calling his mother in a soft and waxy childish voice, he felt a chill all over his body.