Under One Person: Beginning of the Wang Family Young Master

The room was filled with tears.

Inside the room.

With the subtle disappearance of the outside world's prying eyes, Wang Quan jumped up from the bed alertly, flicked his fingertips, and the soft light of the table lamp illuminated the surroundings.

He quickly put on a piece of clothing, jumped out of the window lattice nimbly, and blended into the night.

The Qi seal in his eyes shone brightly, like lightning ready to go, and in an instant, his figure turned into a streak of lightning, and suddenly escaped into the deep forest.

At present, he borrowed the seal from Zhang Chulan, and he secretly calculated in his heart that he would replenish this power in the competition with Zhang Chulan tomorrow.

Following the subtle dissipating breath, Wang Quan pressed on step by step, his expression becoming more and more serious.

He could feel that there were three groups of people who had just peeped into his room. Coincidentally, he knew them all!

One group was naturally the burying-alive team composed of Feng Baobao and Zhang Chulan;

One group was the sorcerer team composed of Wang Ye, who was worrying about nothing, and Zhuge Qing, who was watching the fun and not afraid of trouble;

There was another group, Wang Quan didn't know how brave they were, they dared to appear directly outside the yard where one of the Ten Lords lived.

Wang Quan was chasing this third group!

And Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing had already disappeared in another chase with the steps of Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao, which reduced a lot of his worries for this trip.

Soon, Wang Quan stopped in an open area shaded by trees. The surroundings were so quiet that he could only hear his own breathing.

His eyes gradually became deep and cold, and his voice was low and powerful: "Since you have led me here, don't you plan to show yourself, fellow practitioners?!"

When speaking, he deliberately emphasized the word "fellow practitioners", revealing a hint of majesty and contempt.

"Alas, to be honest, it was these bastards who insisted on looking for you. As for me, I just came to join in the fun and try something new."

Before he finished speaking, a subtle sound of footsteps sounded, and a white-haired old man walked into the field of vision leisurely, with his hands behind his back and steady steps.

His hair was sparse, only slightly covered by a light gray peaked cap. His face looked amiable at first glance, but a little bit of ferocity was revealed when he looked closely.

"Old Xia, long time no see." Wang Quan stepped forward and bowed his hands, showing respect and humility in his behavior.

After all, Xia Liuqing is not only a senior master in Quanxing, but also an important figure in the inheritance of his skills. As a half-teacher, he should be treated with courtesy.

That's right, this is the master of Quanxing - Xia Liuqing, the fierce one!

Xia Liuqing, who is respected as "the fierce one", nodded slightly in response, then turned his eyes to the shadows around him, with a tone that was unquestionable.

"Everyone, since you are here, why don't you show up and talk? Do you dislike my old bones and don't want to give me some face?"

As soon as the voice fell, a sneer of disapproval sounded in the forest, and a middle-aged man in an old green military uniform walked out slowly, his voice was a bit playful.

"Mr. Xia, you are too serious. We are just curious. The legendary Mr. Tanlang is actually the eldest son of the Wang family. If the head hadn't mentioned it, it would be difficult to connect the two."

As he appeared, a fat man with a bloated figure, eating and walking, followed closely behind.

Behind them was a group of indescribable characters of various shapes, all of whom were little-known characters, so it was better not to mention them.

On the rock, a middle-aged man in black clothes quietly appeared. He sat upright with a unique temperament. Just a glance was enough to leave an indelible mark in people's hearts.

This man was the terrifying corpse demon - Tu Junfang!

At the same time, on the other side, four figures walked in tacit agreement. As they slowly moved their Qi, the disguises around them dissipated like morning mist, revealing their true appearance. They were the four crazy people of wine, sex, money and anger.

Wang Quan's eyes suddenly turned cold, a sinister flashed in his eyes, a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the tip of his tongue licked his dry lips, revealing an extreme desire and madness for battle.

"Hey, you guys feel that the competition in the daytime is not enough, so you come to add some fun to me?"

"Interesting, if I am not worried about losing control, I really want to attract your three corpses."

Tu Junfang's eyes are greedily locked on Wang Quan. He keenly captures the dark power in Wang Quan's heart that cannot be matched by the sum of all the people present.

This darkness does not refer to external evil deeds, but comes from the most primitive desire torrent in the heart - greed, anger, and ignorance!

Tu Junfang's ability comes from the precise control of the "three corpses". He has the ability to visualize the greed, anger, and ignorance in others' hearts, and then disturb the opponent's mind.

Horrible ability.

Anyone who is unfortunate enough to become his target, if he can still maintain peace on weekdays.

Once you try to mobilize the Qi force, you will immediately trigger the rampage of the three corpses and fall into endless troubles until you find a way to get rid of it, otherwise you will be bound by it for the rest of your life.

Wang Quan slowly raised his head, his eyes swept over Tu Junfang as cold as ice, and said in a deep voice:

"I advise you to give up that idea as soon as possible. Believe me, once my three corpses are released, no one here will be spared!"

"Oh, young man, don't take it so seriously, I just said it casually, just joking."

Tu Junfang smiled at the corner of his mouth, raised his hands lightly, and made a harmless look.

"Joke?"

Wang Quan smiled coldly at the corner of his mouth, his eyelids drooped slightly, and then suddenly opened them, the dark pupils seemed to swallow all the light, so deep that it was palpitating, only a glimmer of light flowed in them.

Before he finished speaking, his figure had already started like a ghost, and he disappeared from everyone's sight with a light tap of his feet.

Before Tu Junfang made any move, a solid palm had quietly landed on his shoulder, carrying a heavy pressure like a mountain, making him unable to move.

"This joke is not funny." Wang Quan's voice was low and powerful, revealing unquestionable majesty.

Tu Junfang smiled awkwardly, his eyes flickered, and finally chose to remain silent.

Then, Wang Quan turned his gaze to the short middle-aged man in the old green military uniform, with a bit of scrutiny in his tone.

"So, you want to see me?"

After speaking, three cold lights cut through the air, and three sharp dragon-pecking spikes were ready to go, pointing directly in the direction of the middle-aged man, and the atmosphere instantly became extremely tense.

"Hey, the boys nowadays are really newborn calves who are not afraid of tigers." Yuan Tao sneered and casually ejected three nine-dragon seeds.