The devil attacks me every day

The person who came was actually similar in stature and dress to Zhuang Qing. At first glance, I thought there were two Zhuang Qings in the world.Take a closer look, the two are really poorly dressed

Not much, the green vine on the half-updo of the whole body was replaced by a green hosta.

He is somewhat similar to Zhuang Qing in appearance, but his eyebrows and eyes are too wild, and he is arrogant when he doesn't speak, unlike Zhuang Qing,

Although she has a face that should not be approached by strangers, her expression is always a little soft, which makes people awe-inspiring and at the same time can't help but want to get close.

He glanced at Yun Cang's "friend in distress" who was squatting together, and then turned his contemptuous eyes to the handsome young man who was whitened by the indigo color, "

Tsk... She really looks the same as your mother. "

Meng Qi'an's expression changed immediately, his natural smile was full of coldness, "What do you mean?"

The children of the Zhuang family who came because of Zhuang Nanmu's spiritual news came one after another with swords, and saw that there were not only the glory of the family Zhuang Qing in the house, but also the bad-tempered Bei

Mr. Chuan, one or two acted as if they hadn't found everyone, they shut up tacitly and retreated out to guard the door, secretly observing the room where the swords were about to explode.

Case.

"What do you mean?" Zhuang Beichuan smiled brightly, "Yes, you were not born when your mother seduced people everywhere... I heard that your sister and

Your mother looks exactly the same... Hahaha, little demon girl, I don't know which family's Gao Zhi she has taken a fancy to? "

A sword shadow came out of its sheath quickly, and the next moment the spirit sword in his hand hung in the air in front of Zhuang Beichuan.The candle flame flickered, and the cold light on the sword made Zhuang Beichuan

Can't help squinting.

Meng Qi'an clenched his molars and said word by word, "You know what nonsense you're talking about."

Zhuang Beichuan's fingertips surged with spiritual power, and he pinched the sharp sword point in front of him, "Oh, are you angry from embarrassment? What, can you do it or not? Let me tell you

Meng Zhao, I saw it with my own eyes when your mother hooked up with you all those years ago. You said you were the son of a witch, so you have the nerve to say that you are the pride of heaven.

First, lose the face of the entire Middle-earth continent? "

Meng Qi'an, whose spiritual power was greatly reduced due to the sandalwood, couldn't resist Zhuang Beichuan's attack with the sword hidden in his smile.

Swinging, he couldn't help but took half a step back.

"Look, this is the so-called head of the arrogance, hahahahaha! Didn't it mean that the talent is extraordinary, why is it so vulnerable?"

Zhuang Nanmu couldn't bear to listen to these provocative words. Just as he was about to speak out to help, he saw Shu Liuming swaying away with his face covered in blood and tears.

come over.

He stood with Meng Qi'an, and gently twitched the corners of his mouth, "Yo yo, I thought I was born supreme if I didn't open my mouth.

Isn't it Mr. Zhuang Beichuan... Beichuan, Nanhai, you and him are not only completely different in name, but also in person, hahaha, as expected, your mouth smells like a millionth

what. "

Zhuang Nanmu was amused by Shu Liuming's mouth, and secretly covered his mouth to talk to his brother: "Shu Gongzi's idioms are not very good, but it's very fun to swear.

. "

On the other hand, Zhuang Beichuan was almost driven mad by Shu Liuming.

"You—" He hates others comparing himself with Zhuang Qing, and after being poked in pain, he naturally wants to fight back the other's pain, "Who am I?

, but he is the offshoot of the Yuncang Calligrapher's family, why, you also help the son of the demon girl?Oh, no, you helped Meng Zhao because you fell in love with his sister Meng Shu, right?

Hahahaha, sure enough, the name of Little Demon Girl is well-deserved, you have only been in Liufeng Manor for a long time, and you are so fascinated that you lost your soul? "

"Clean your mouth for me!" Shu Liuming pointed at Zhuang Beichuan and said, "You're a witch if you open your mouth and shut your mouth. Have you seen Meng Shu? Besides, Meng Shu

Young master is my friend, if I don't help him, why should I help you? "

Zhuang Nanmu frowned more and more, "Brother, what's wrong with Zhuang Beichuan, why is he fighting so much against Mr. Meng and her sister?"

Zhuang Qing and Zhuang Beichuan are about the same age, naturally know more about the events of the year than his younger brother, but it is inconvenient to say more about family affairs, so he said succinctly: "

The grievances of the elders. "

"Senior?" Zhuang Nanmu murmured while analyzing: "Zhuang Beichuan's senior... third uncle, what's wrong with third uncle? Isn't it good?

... No, could it be Third Aunt? "

Zhuang Nanmu was shocked, "How did the third aunt die back then? Zhuang Beichuan kept saying that Meng Zhao's mother was a witch. Could it be related to the death of the third aunt?"

Zhuang Qing didn't deny it, and didn't say anything more.He was not familiar with this young man named Meng Zhao, and Zhuang Beichuan had an enmity with him because of the grievances of his seniors.

, he has no reason to intervene.

Dragons have inverse scales, and they will die if touched.

Both of Meng Qi'an's parents died since he was a child, and Meng Zhile is his only rebel.

The candlelight flickered, flickering black and red blood, navy blue hair band, and that cold, pale face.

"Zhuang Beichuan, if you want to say one more thing, I will definitely not let you go."

……

Meng Qi'an didn't expect that Zhuang Beichuan would die shortly after he said this to Zhuang Beichuan.

And he seemed to be the murderer who killed Zhuang Beichuan.

The moonlight was so white that it shone on Zhuang Beichuan's unrepentant face.He opened his eyes wide, as if he was shocked by the identity of the murderer.blood from his penetrating

The chest cavity flowed out, dyeing the dark night street less than five miles away from Zhuwai with the red color of death.

Meng Qi'an's hands were covered with blood, and the spirit sword fell from his hand, hitting the ground with a 'clam'.

"Young Master Beichuan!" The Zhuwai disciples who rushed over due to the sound of fighting saw Zhuang Beichuan lying on the ground, and were almost unable to stand up in fright.duo duo

Suosuo stretched out her hand to feel his breath, it was cold and silent.

His expression changed from disbelief to fear and panic, "Meng, Mr. Meng, you——you killed Mr. Beichuan?!"

Meng Qi'an didn't know how to explain it.

The blood hole on Zhuang Beichuan's body was pierced by a sword, but the sword was indeed his, he couldn't argue with it.

"No, no..."

Meng Qi'an's heart was beating like a drum, his lips trembled slightly, he hesitated to speak.

When he saw someone coming to grab him, he trembled all over and couldn't use his strength, and was forced to move forward step by step by the crowd.Pair after pair of hands came to hold his

Shoulder, tugging at his clothes, he couldn't make any movement to refuse, just tore it all the way, embarrassed all the way, and dragged him to the dealer in a daze.

"That day we received the second son's spiritual instructions and went to Qiongshan. We saw that Meng Zhao had a verbal dispute with Mr. Beichuan, and Meng Zhao would definitely not let Mr. Beichuan go.

Son - it's only been a day, Mr. Beichuan was killed by him, what else is there to investigate? ! "The village that had been guarding for a long time outside the thatched hut at the foot of Qiongshan Mountain

His disciples said so.

Zhuang Beichuan's death has a lot to do with it.If it is true that Meng Zhao killed Zhuang Beichuan, then the relationship between Zeshu Mansion and Liufeng Mansion will have to be re-determined.

At this time, the news of Meng Zhao's murder had been transmitted by the head of the Zhuang family to Liufeng Mansion, and the Meng family would send someone over soon.

"Is this true?" Someone asked, "Who else was present when Meng Zhao said this?"

"Eldest Young Master and Second Young Master, as well as Shu Lang and Yuan Jin of Yuncang Mansion."

"Go and invite them over!"

"Yes!"

Meng Qi'an stood in the lobby, and there were countless strange faces standing opposite him, all of them looked at him without emotion, as if they were looking at a bird waiting to be slaughtered.

lamb.

"Mr. Meng, you said you didn't kill Beichuan, so why did you stay with Beichuan before the incident happened? And why did you have a dispute?"

Meng Qi'an has not yet come out of the shadow of Zhuang Beichuan's death in front of him. It all happened so suddenly and so strangely that he could hardly believe it

Zhuang Beichuan really died just like that, his voice was a little trembling, "...Zhuang Beichuan insulted my sister many times, and provoked me again today...I will make an appointment to fight with him.

"

Someone couldn't help but sneered, "It's just a few words of insulting you and you will be killed quickly. It really is the 'Heaven's Chosen One' Mr. Meng."

Someone added in a low voice, "It's not him, it's his sister."

"His sister?" The man prolonged the ending, and let out a long 'oh', "It's that little demon girl from Liufeng Mansion——no, Meng Shu, her mother killed her!"

Zhuang Beichuan's mother died, what happened? "

Meng Qi'an suppressed his anger, his starry eyes were full of prestige, "Is it the tradition of your Zeshuzhuang family to gossip and tell tales?"

"Cut, you're still so insane after killing someone..." Seeing that the young man's eyes were like swords, the tongue-twisting person took a half step back towards the crowd, "Pull

What the hell, you thought Mrs. Meng wanted to see you a lot..."

Seeing that the topic was getting farther and farther away, the owner of the dealer coughed heavily, his eyes were gloomy, "Shut up!"

The crowd fell silent.

The owner of the dealer turned to look at Meng Qi'an with sharp eyes, "The scar on Beichuan's heart is consistent with the marks on Mr. Meng's sword.

How to explain? "

Following this questioning, countless pairs of eyes in the hall turned to Meng Qi'an.Some are playful, some are cold, some are hateful, and some are dismissive

.

The scorching gaze made Meng Qi'an fall into an abyss, and he really couldn't prove his innocence, "...Zhuang Beichuan came here at the appointment, and I did fight him.

He fought with me for a long time, and both of them were injured... A crack appeared in the dark night, and half a figure split out of it.His cultivation base is unfathomable, stealing my soul

But the sword failed to kill me, and killed Zhuang Beichuan by mistake..."

"Hahahaha, did you hear that?" The man who just laughed couldn't hide the ecstasy on his face, pointed at Meng Qi'an's face and said with a smile: "It's still half a shadow.

Your spirit sword?You might as well say that the little ghosts wandering around in your battle zone killed Mr. Beichuan, at least we can half believe it, hahahahaha! "

Someone chimed in: "Mr. Meng is not a young man, he can still fight to the death with Mr. Beichuan. Anyway, there are some things that you can't deal with."

people? "

Some even looked down on Meng Qi'an's identity from the bottom of their hearts, and said contemptuously: "Sure enough, you are worthy of being the son of a witch, and Meng Xinyuan gave birth to such a child."

What a pity for children! "

"Who says it's not? Meng Xinyuan is an imposing young master of the Meng family. He insisted on eloping with that demon girl surnamed Zhao... Hehe, the retribution has come, and it hasn't been a few years

All dead. "

"..."

Meng Qi'an's eyes were cold, and he glanced at one face after another who said mocking words.He gritted his teeth, gritted his bones, and told himself all this since he was a child.

I'm used to it, and he shouldn't care about words like theirs.

What kind of people his parents are, never need to know from others.

Only the man standing next to the patriarch skipped the interrupted taunting words, and asked Meng Qi'an: "Bei Chuan is dead, and you stand aside with blood on your hands,

Could it be that we have slandered you? "

Meng Qi'an's eyes were as clear as a pool, and he was extremely sincere: "Why did I have blood on my hands, and who killed Zhuang Beichuan? I have already told you. Honesty is up to me."

,Believe it or not. "

"Mr. Meng, you have left yourself completely clean in a few words. If you think about it from the perspective of my dealer, you will know what you said just now.

Should I say it. "

Meng Qi'an let out a cold snort.

Facing so many eyes that wished to swallow him alive and those slanderous words alone, he didn't know that there was something else to say.

It's 'shouldn't be said'.

He simply no longer restrained his anger, folded his hands on his chest and blew on the messy hair on his forehead, "Standing from your banker's point of view? There are so many people in your banker's position

Well, I can't stand up. "

The author has something to say:

Zhuang Beichuan: It was agreed that I could live two chapters, why did I die instantly?

Author: Xiao Jiyou said that my memory line is too long...

Zhuang Beichuan: I don't care!I will take my wages!

The tool man Zhuang Beichuan died instantly

Anyway, I will die sooner or later, hhhh