Wuxia: You can’t start without Mrs. Guo!

Within Dali.

In the Valley of Ten Thousand Calamities, a sudden sound came:

“Gan baby, get out of here for me!”

“Senior sister, why are you so atmospheric?”

A delicate voice in the valley responded, and then a beautiful and mature woman came out of the house.

Gan Baobao looked at Qin Hongmian, who was angrily looking at him, and then at Mu Wanqing beside him, who had lost the veil of the past, revealing a beautiful and matchless face, and said curiously:

“Why did the master and nephew take off the veil “six nine three”? ”

A trace of shame flashed in Mu Wanqing’s eyes, and Qin Feng’s figure appeared in her mind.

Unlike Mu Wanqing’s shyness, listening to Gan Baobao mention his daughter’s veil, Qin Hongmian was even more angry.

If she hadn’t listened to Gan Baobao’s instigation, how could she take her daughter to Gusu to assassinate Li Qingluo, and how could she have met Qin Feng.

The initiator of all this is this Gan baby, and without her instigation, none of this would have happened.

“Gan Baobao, I’ll kill you today!”

Thinking of this, Qin Hongmian could not bear it, pulled out the short knife on his waist, and killed Gan Baobao.

Gan Baobao was thinking about what happened to Mu Wanqing’s body, and when he saw Qin Hongmian suddenly pull out his knife and face him, he was startled, and quickly jumped to dodge, and said coquettishly:

“Senior sister, are you crazy?!”

“Master, what are you doing?”

Mu Wanqing was also taken aback, not understanding why the master made a move on his uncle.

Qin Hongmian didn’t care, and the two short knives flashed, beckoning to kill the key point of Xiang Gan Baobao.

Gan Baobao did not dare to be careless, her martial arts skills were slightly inferior to Qin Hongmian, and she was preoccupied with dodging.

“Master, don’t fight!”

Mu Wanqing looked anxious on the side.

“Well, you Asura Dao, dare to hurt my wife in my Ten Thousand Tribulations Valley, I have to teach you a lesson today!”

Just as Mu Wanqing hesitated whether to step forward to stop it, accompanied by an ugly sound, an ugly-looking person appeared and attacked towards Qin Hongmian.

The person who came was Zhong Wanqiu, the lord of the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations.

“Hugh wants to hurt my master!”

Mu Wanqing’s nurse was heartfelt, and he stepped on a mysterious step under his feet, and his figure stopped in front of Zhong Wanqiu’s body as soon as he shook. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

For his own woman, Qin Feng did not favor one over the other, and when he parted with Mu Wanqing, like Zhong Ling, he passed on all the martial arts that he could teach to her.

“Little girl, I don’t want to hurt you, get out of the way for me!”

Seeing that Gan Baobao was in danger, Zhong Wanqiu was so anxious that he shouted.

I wanted to skip Mu Wanqing, but I was always stopped, and the footwork used by the other party always felt as if I had seen it somewhere, and it was a little familiar.0…….

There was no time to think about it, Zhong Wanqiu saw that he couldn’t dodge, and reached out to grab Mu Wanqing, ready to subdue the other party first and then help Gan Baobao.

But where did Zhong Wanqiu expect that today’s Mu Wanqing was no longer the original Wuxia Amun, and after Qin Feng’s in-depth guidance, he had long been reborn.

Originally, Zhong Wanqiu’s martial arts skills were not brilliant, and he was able to make some names only because he was in a projectile land like Dali.

If he dares to go to the Great Song Wulin or the Daming Rivers and Lakes, his name of killing people when he sees people is estimated to be picked up by some young man who acts chivalrously.

Seeing Zhong Wanqiu attacking towards him, facing this uncle and husband who was by no means an opponent in the past, Mu Wanqing was not afraid at all now.

Thinking of the in-depth and simple teaching of Love 2.2 Lang before leaving, his eyes were full of confidence, and Ling Bo under his feet changed slightly, went around Zhong Wanqiu’s back, and slapped a palm on the other party’s back.

“Ahhh…”

Zhong Wanqiu screamed in pain, and was slapped on the ground by Mu Wanqing’s thick palm, turning over and not daring to say anything:

“Why are your martial arts so high?!”

“None of your business!”

Mu Wanqing raised her chin and snorted.