Little Ancestor, Marry Me

Chapter 30

After all, those present were the elders of the Martial Arts League. Even if Su Changliu's tune had a certain effect, coupled with Bai Qi's superb and weird whipping technique, he could only try his best to keep Su Changliu from being captured, and he couldn't bring Su Changliu along with him. Stay away from the siege of these old monsters.

There are not many martial arts practitioners in the Su Mansion, and Bai Qi is the only one who is at the top, but Bai Qi does not often fight with others, and his combat experience is far inferior to that of the Wulin League group. Over time, the effect of Su Changliu's flute sound gradually weakened, but the elders became more and more comfortable. Bai Qi gradually struggled, beads of sweat ooze from the corners of his forehead, and the wind blown by the soft whip in his hand was not as strong as before. fierce.

Seeing that the sound of the flute was useless, Su Changliu suddenly stopped playing. Luo Diheng made a move in an instant, like a phantom attacking Su Changliu's shoulder. Su Changliu was forced to dodge with lightness kung fu. Seeing that Luo Diheng was one step ahead of him, his figure flickered, and he took the opportunity to cut between Su Changliu and Bai Qi, trapping Bai Qi with all his heart.

"Young master!" Bai Qi panicked when he saw Su Changliu being forced out of his reach by Luo Diheng. The originally rigorous and fierce offensive suddenly showed a flaw. Seeing that Bai Qi was flustered and immediately used [-]% of his power, Bai Qi hurriedly controlled the soft whip to defend himself, but his wrist was numb and almost lost consciousness due to the blow of the palm of the white-bearded elder, the soft whip suddenly flew out of his palm. feet away.

Luo Diheng knew that if a few elders were to act, Su Changliu would definitely die on the spot, but if he captured Su Changliu himself, he might be able to save his life afterwards.

"Luo Diheng, let me ask you, what is the relationship between Sujiazhuang and the Wulin League?!" Su Changliu was really angry now, and he didn't even care about etiquette, so he called Luo Diheng by name, "Why do you have to slander the Su family so much?" village!"

Luo Diheng didn't answer, but just persuaded: "Young Master Su, I advise you to stop now, at least I can save your life."

"Fate?" Su Changliu smiled angrily, put the white jade flute in his hand back to his waist, concentrated [-]% of his internal energy in his palm, and instead of retreating under Luo Diheng's attack, he forcibly took Luo Diheng's palm.

Su Changliu's body was very weak since he was a child, and his internal strength was not as good as that of his peers who practiced martial arts together, let alone facing the leader of the martial arts alliance.

But the power that erupted under the rage is still not to be underestimated.

Luo Diheng didn't expect that Su Changliu would confront him head-on. He was shocked by Su Changliu's sudden palm and took several steps back. After being slightly startled, he looked up at Su Changliu.

Su Changliu's face was slightly pale, but his face remained unchanged, silently wiping away the blood from the corners of his mouth with his fingertips, his eyes had lost half of their gentleness.

Luo Diheng felt helpless, and shot again in silence.

But when he was only one step away from Su Changliu, he was stopped by a white palm with sharp knuckles.

Luo Diheng's heart sank, and he turned his head to look at the person who came, but he was stunned.

Tang Su grabbed Luo Diheng's hand with a smile, his knuckles were slightly white, and Luo Diheng's stunned expression was reflected in his ecstatic eyes, and he said, "I, the devil, haven't made a move yet, why did the Wulin League make a move first?"

"Young Master Tang!" Bai Qi, who was restrained, was extremely anxious, and was overjoyed when he saw that Tang Su had finally rushed back.

Master will be fine.

Seeing Tang Su coming to disrupt the situation, the white-bearded elder made a subtle gesture to the other elders. One of them continued to hold Bai Qi, and the others dispersed the moment they saw the gesture, and approached Tang Su very quickly. .

A gilt painting fan painted with the full moon in the desert suddenly flew out. It was as beautiful as a flying butterfly, but it was as vicious as a poisonous snake and attacked the life gates of several elders. The elders were forced to dodge. The strong wind from the surrounding area was like invisible sharp knives, cutting through the clothes.

so close!

If he was a step slower, he might suffer severe injuries.

"Little ancestor, be careful."

Ren Yun raised his hand to catch the flying fan, and looked at the smiling Tang Su and Luo Diheng helplessly.

Tang Su glanced at Ren Yun, rolled his eyes at him, and gathered energy in the palm of his other hand, and quickly patted Luo Diheng's dantian.

Naturally, Luo Diheng met with his palms, and the two equally matched internal forces collided. Both of them exerted a great deal of power, but as a result, both sides were patted back a few steps and confronted each other.

Ren Yun calmly walked to Tang Su's side, as if he couldn't see the elders of the Wulin League. After confirming that his little ancestor was fine, he looked at those old monsters and said with a smile: "Why did the Wulin League make such a move on Young Master Su?" Take it? It’s really unbelievable to take his life.”

"Qingyan," Tang Su called out in a low voice, hurriedly took out a red pill and fed it to Su Changliu, with an unhappy face, he gritted his teeth and said, "Why are you acting so brave?!"

Su Changliu smiled helplessly, patted Tang Su comfortingly, and said softly, "It's okay, I can't die."

When Tang Su heard this, he was even more furious, wishing to have a good argument with Su Changliu immediately, but he also knew that this was definitely not the time, so he had to push Su Changliu on the chair to let him rest, and angrily said: " I'll settle accounts with you later!"

Afterwards, Tang Su turned around and looked at the elders behind Luo Diheng, who were either facing a formidable enemy, or were gloomy and indifferent, or were full of calculations, and put on a hippie smile, and said, "Oh, hello , the elders of the Wulin League murdered a sick young master and an unarmed weak woman in Sujiazhuang, this news is really exciting, tsk tsk, it may be sold for dozens of taels of silver."

Luo Diheng remained silent, but the white-bearded elder took a step forward, looked at Tang Su and said, "Unexpectedly, Young Master Su has friendship with the devil who everyone in the Jianghu has to kill. It’s not unreasonable, the Martial Arts League will definitely..."

"Hey, what do you want?" Tang Su interrupted the white-bearded elder mercilessly, still pretending to be a hooligan, and said with a smile, "If you have friendship with me, you have to be a bastard, right? ? I have to get rid of it and make it fast? Then I have to count how many girls in the Jianghu have friendship with me."

When Tang Su said the last sentence, he inevitably had some ambiguous tone. The elder Baibeard knew that Tang Su was always a master who did not follow the routine, but he did not expect Tang Su to be so shameless and speechless for a while. Changliu was used to Tang Su's open-mouthed temper, and Bai Qi also knew that Tang Su was not a real apprentice, but just wanted to choke the members of the Wulin League, so he watched the show indifferently.

Ren Yun still maintained the same gentle smile as usual, but quietly turned his gaze to Tang Su, and looked closely at the blue eyes, clearly containing a tumbling black cloud, Ren Yun crushed it with a smile A piece of beautiful jade hanging from the handle of the fan.

Tang Su saw that he was in a good mood when he choked someone, and counted on his fingers in a serious manner: "Miss Baiqinling, the third head of the Qihua School, sister Li, who is the second and third among the ten beauties in Jianghu, Mengxianlou The oiran Qin'er and Youyou, the second lady of Buyi Zhuang Peng Feier..."

Counting Tang Su, he counted more than a dozen. The white-bearded elder went from being calm at the beginning, to being irritable, and then to the point where he couldn't bear it anymore. He interrupted Tang Su's lively counting and shouted angrily: "Shameless!" You and those who have evil intentions in Sujiazhuang will be wiped out today!"

"What? Ill intentions?" Tang Su was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter, "Fuck me hahahahahaha! Sujiazhuang can have evil intentions and I'll fuck hahahaha... Oh, I laughed so hard, I didn't even find an excuse This is a better one! Sujiazhuang’s intentions are all wrong, and the world is really out of control, hahaha..."

Hearing this, Luo Diheng sighed insignificantly, but Elder Baibeard looked at Tang Su's arrogance, so he was so angry that he snorted coldly and whistled.

The people who were knocked down by Mo Chisheng's medicine were just the most ordinary guards on the surface.

The Martial Arts League planted three hundred dead soldiers in the dark of Sujiazhuang!

"Fuck..." Tang Su looked at a group of dark dead men who followed the white-bearded elder's whistle, cursed, and silently took two steps back to block Su Changliu. Bai Qi had already taken advantage of Tang Going back to the opportunity of joking with them, he broke free and returned to Su Changliu's side.

Tang Su silently searched for the weakest spot, and asked in a low voice, "Qingyan, can you still move?"

"It's okay." Su Changliu nodded slightly, stood up, and Bai Yuxiao returned to his hand. The medicine Tang Su gave him was Mo Chisheng's to save Tang Su's life at a critical moment, and the effect was naturally very fast.

"Don't be brave." Tang Su said, pulling the sleeve of Ren Yun who was standing in front of him, silently turning over Ren Yun's palm, writing and drawing on it.

Ren Yun studied carefully, nodded slightly, and signaled to Tang Su that he knew about it.

"Young Master Su," Luo Diheng took a step forward, cupping his hands, "Young Master Su, please stop here and avoid any harm."

Su Changliu frowned slightly, and was about to refute, but Tang Su spoke out first: "Why didn't you guys stop? Qingyan did nothing wrong, and you beat people first, it's justified!"

As Tang Su spoke, he put his left hand behind his back and made a few gestures to Su Changliu in a subtle way.

Su Changliu looked indifferently at the dead soldiers surrounding them, took a slight step forward and stood closer to Tang Su and the others, and quickly stuffed two pieces of Sujiazhuang's special earplugs into Tang Su's palm by covering them with wide sleeves.

Tang Su put it away calmly, stuffed one of them into Ren Yun's hands, and then jokingly said without looking back, "Sister Baiqi, remember to protect the Qingyan banquet."

Before the words fell to the ground, Su Changliu, who had readjusted his breath, put the white jade flute on his lips again, and the same tune just now filled the Linzhu Hall again.

Tang Su and Ren Yun had already put the earplugs firmly into their ears at the same time, and rushed into the dead men like two ghosts. The short knife behind Tang Su's waist suddenly came out of its sheath, and the cold light passed everywhere without exception. He cut his throat and died, but Ren Yun didn't use his painting fan. Instead, he curled his fingers into claws, carrying a gust of sharp wind, and the infected area ranged from ruptured skin and flesh, to severe, flying flesh and blood.

Bai Qi gave up her soft whip, and pulled out another soft sword from her waist with her backhand, blocking the remaining dead men who wanted to kill outside, protecting Su Changliu and stepping on Tang Su and Ren Yun like hungry wolves. A bloody road, exiting the Linzhu Hall.

She was about to retreat to the courtyard, but Bai Qi didn't dare to relax at all. Suddenly, a strong wind came from her ears, and an uncleaned dead man had already raised a knife and attacked her at the gate of life. She was startled and was about to dodge, but a white jade flute quickly came from behind her, lightly blocked the shining blade of the dead man, turned it softly twice, dispelled the strength of the dead man's blade, and struck again in a split second. The dead man's throat and the end of the jade flute were faintly stained with blood, and then Su Changliu quickly pulled Bai Qi back out.

"Master?" Bai Qi looked at Su Changliu in astonishment, the white jade flute was quietly holding his hand.

Su Changliu picked up the saber of the dead man, held the blade of another dead man who was attacking him with his backhand, smiled gently at Bai Qi, and said softly, "I can't always let you keep me in the way!" , don’t forget that I also practiced martial arts.”

"Qingyan! Be careful!" Tang Su said anxiously. He didn't expect that the group of Wulinmeng had installed so many dead men, and they were too busy for a while. Tang Su touched the ground with his toes and turned around to avoid an elder. In response to the attack, he turned around and slammed a kick at the elder's shoulder.

The elder was not a bully, he intercepted Tang Sufei's kick with his backhand gathering energy, but it shocked Tang Su's calf numbly, and he staggered two steps when he landed. Immediately surrounded Tang Su, Ren Yun's heart jumped a few steps away, his eyes were filled with killing intent, and the folding fan flew out in an instant. The fleshy hand attacked the elder's throat like a poisonous snake that preyed on it.

A few poison darts fell into Tang Su's hands in an instant. Tang Su's hand flicked quickly, and the poison dart pierced straight into the dead man's heart. A dead man still used his last strength to slash the blade at Tang Su before he died. , Tang Su was cornered at this moment, and there was no way to avoid it. He kicked the dead man's abdomen fiercely, but his shoulder was still cut with a wound by the blade, dripping with blood.

Fortunately, the dead fighters of the Wulin League did not smear poison on the knife edge.

Tang Su knew that he didn't have time to treat the wound, so he just patted a few acupuncture points to relieve the bleeding, then pressed the wound for temporary treatment, and rushed in again with the short knife.

We must go to Su Changliu as soon as possible!

The white-bearded elder saw that the situation was not good, and immediately took out a small bamboo tube-shaped object from his cuff, and sent a summoning signal to the sky.

Must be foolproof!

Ren Yun lost the invariable smile in the past, blood slowly spread on his shoulders, and he indifferently threw the elder's body aside.

Most of the elder's throat was gouged out, and the severed throat seemed to be torn apart by the sharp claws of some wild beast. The elder's eyes were wide open, his eyes were about to split open, and his face was full of shock. His expression seemed to be that he couldn't believe that he died at the hands of a younger generation.

Ren Yun pressed the wound coldly, and after confirming that it would not affect his actions, he suddenly laughed. With his blood-stained hands and blood-stained robe, he looked like a bloodthirsty ghost crawling up from the underworld, and then , Ren Yun attacked the next elder.

There are six elders in the Wulin League, and five more need to be resolved.

Luo Diheng led an elder to cooperate with Tang Su's dead man to force the distance between Su Changliu and Tang Su to become farther and farther away. Luo Diheng saw that the elder's expression became more and more impatient. In the end, Luo Diheng seemed to ignore Su Changliu. To save his life, he used [-]% of his skills, preparing to finish Su Changliu with one blow.

Bai Qi was keenly aware of something, and pushed Su Changliu away violently. He met Luo Diheng's palm with [-]% strength, and was instantly knocked away by the palm, and landed not far away. The smell of blood filled his mouth. His eyes darkened and he passed out.

The elder beside Luo Diheng took this opportunity to approach Su Changliu's side in an instant, and his skinny hand grasped Su Changliu's shoulder like lightning. Hearing a slight crisp sound that made his scalp tingle, Su Changliu's face turned pale, Gritting his teeth, he used the flute as a sword to hit the elder's gate of life.

A long | spear roared towards him, pushing away the hand that was pinching Su Changliu's shoulder, and then the tip of the spear with a cold light trembled, hitting the elder directly between his eyebrows.

The elder was forced to take a few steps back. Seeing that Su Changliu, who was close at hand, was also taken away by the visitor, his face was suddenly covered with a haze. , Shocked: "This | gun...!"

Cui Zhu's expression was gloomy and uncertain. Even if Mo Chisheng emphasized again and again, he still couldn't feel relieved. Who knew that this was the situation when he came here, and he was very regretful. If only he had come earlier, Cui Zhu lowered his head slightly guiltily. , looking at the pale Su Changliu, tremblingly said: "Master..."

I am sorry.

Su Changliu lived in the Su Mansion all the year round, so he seemed to be shutting himself out. Although he was bedridden all year round, he had never suffered any trauma. Now the pain caused his brain to throb, and he managed to stay awake. Cui Zhu, who seemed about to cry in the next second, forced a smile and said, "You're here, I'm fine, don't worry."

"..." Cui Zhu didn't answer, he just supported Su Changliu to look around, trying to find a place to put Su Changliu, but found that it was already a mess.

Most of the dead men had been killed, and the elder lost three of them.

Tang Su, who was besieged by the dead men, was faintly weak, the gap on his shoulder was slowly bleeding out, there were two wounds on his back, and his left arm was also injured.

Ren Yun was slightly better, but still covered in blood.

Cui Zhu didn't hesitate any longer, and with a flick of his spear, he charged at the elder who had just caught Su Changliu. The tip of the spear swung quickly, turning into tens of thousands of stars, attacking his vitals.

The elder was horrified and slow to react, being forced back again and again by Cui Zhu, it took him a long time to fight back, he was still shocked.

Seeing that Su Changliu was alone, Luo Diheng pursed his lips and quickly approached Su Changliu in a flash. He seemed to have lost the hesitation in his eyes, and struck Su Changliu's heart with his palm.

Su Changliu was already powerless to dodge, and looked indifferently as the deadly palm approached his heart inch by inch.

"Qingyan! Get out of the way!" Tang Su slashed open the throat of a dead man with a knife, kicked him away, and saw Su Changliu's life hanging by a thread from a distance, his eyes were red with anxiety but he was powerless.

Cui Zhu erupted suddenly, shot the elder by the throat, and saw this scene as soon as he turned his head, and hurriedly turned the point of his gun to attack Luo Diheng.

At the same time, Su Changliu was pulled away by a strong force and escaped the fatal blow. A palm with slender joints, well-proportioned muscles, and a black palm took Luo Diheng's palm, and the internal forces collided. With a wave of vigor like ripples, Luo Diheng paused, his face sank, looking at the person coming, his heart burned with anger, and he said word by word: "Fang Wenrui!"