My wife is the reborn boss

Ximenji's expression moved, and he drew his saber out of its sheath!

'Blood Crazy Instant Prison Slash! 'I saw the piercing light of the sword covering the sky and the earth, Wu Qiong's eyes were filled with white light, and he couldn't tell where was the shadow of the sword and where was the body of the sword!

Perhaps, the white glow all over the sky is the blade!Just because the knife of 'Knife Crazy' is too fast!

Wu Qiong closed his eyes, pulled out the wooden sword at his waist and swung it forward, "Nothing!" ''Poverty! ''One poor and one white! '

There is no intersection of swords and swords, only the sound of "ding" and "ding" echoing between heaven and earth.

The light of the saber was shattered, Ximenji's expression froze, he half turned around and used the inertia of his waist to slash with Wu Qiong's left arm!

Seeing this, Wu Qiong turned the sword he was swinging horizontally, from bottom to top.

"clang!"

When the swords and swords intersected, the two retreated a few feet each.

After a long silence, Ximen put his hands behind his back very calmly, and said in a low voice, "What kind of move is this, you have been doing horizontal chops all the time, why are there so many names of moves, and why are you so poor."

"Want to learn? I can teach you." Wu Qiong replied coldly.

Seeing that Ximen didn't answer, Wu Qiong held the sword in his left hand, and slowly stroked the sword with his right hand, and was stabbed by a raised wooden thorn, "You have already made a move, it's up to me. It just happened to be a new move recently, so let's take it." You try your hand."

Is the current bottom of the list so strong?Then what kind of monsters are in front of him!Ximenji's hands behind his back kept trembling. Seeing Wu Qiong's raising gesture, he resisted the numbness of his arms and raised his knife to take a defensive position.

"It has been more than 15 years since I got married at the age of 14. The husband and wife are loving. And there is a 13-year-old daughter, she is very cute."

Wu Qiong "???"

Ximenji: "Promise me, please give them a complete home."

""

"If you beg for mercy, please beg for mercy. Don't be so euphemistic, others will misunderstand!"

Wu Qiong was suddenly discouraged, and the wooden sword was inserted back into his waist, "Forget it, spare your life. How do you know that I am Wu Qiong?"

Ximen heaved a sigh of relief, and put his sword back into its sheath, "I heard the arrester call your name in the restaurant in Anzhou City."

Wu Qiong was curious, "You were already following me then? Then why didn't you make a move?"

"That woman who is as beautiful as a fairy was swimming with your arms at that time, disturbing the lovers who are in love will be punished by the gods." Ximen said seriously.

Fortunately, you didn't make a move, otherwise you might be slapped to death by Xiaobai, Wu Qiong complained inwardly.

I don't know what's going on with her now, I really can't imagine how Xiaobai will become the co-lord of the Demon Sect in the future.

Recalling the final ending of the indifferent and domineering peerless monster in the previous game, Wu Qiong secretly made up his mind

"I will definitely not let you make the same mistakes again!"

When he regained his senses, he found that Ximenji hadn't left yet, and sneered, "Why, I didn't kill you for the sake of your daughter, but you still didn't leave, waiting for me to invite you to dinner. Since you don't leave, then Just stand here and don't move, I'll go buy some oranges for you."

Immediately, he ignored Ximenji and walked past him in the direction of Xi'en Villa.

Behind him, Ximen stared blankly at his receding figure for a long time before heaving a long sigh.

"Twenty years of martial arts practice, but in the end, I can't even beat the bottom one on the list. What's the point of going home in an open and honest manner? It doesn't matter if you don't practice the sword. It's better to go back to the wife and children to warm up the kang and enjoy the family happiness."

Chapter 12 Murong Wanderer Crossing Xiaoxiang

A few days later, at the gate of Sean Villa.

Wu Qiong looked at the magnificent gate of the villa in front of him, feeling overwhelmed.

It's not easy, since Catcher Zhao in Yang'an Town got the invitation, almost a month has passed.

Along the way, three of the masters on the list were slaughtered, and they even had a fight with Ximenji, who was ranked in the top [-] in terms of strength, lost his way and went in the wrong direction, and was thrown halfway by the carriage. The four liang of silver cheated on him was also given away for doing good deeds. After leaving Anzhou City, he lived on the weeds on the side of the road all the way to satisfy his hunger. Today he finally arrived at the place!

Recalling the bitterness of the past, he could no longer restrain the excitement in his heart, and couldn't help thinking in his heart

"I have always had a dream! The me in the dream is wearing gold and silver, rich and powerful! I have another dream! The me in the dream is full of wives and concubines surrounded by beauties! I thought that the dream was just a dream after all. Dream! But now, my dream is about to come true!"

"Sean Villa, here I come!"

Wu Qiong took three steps and made two steps to go in, but was stopped by the guard at the gate, "What are you here for?"

"Oh." Wu Qiong slapped his forehead, and took out the crumpled invitation from his arms, "I'm here to apply for the guard of the proprietor's handwashing meeting, big brother, look."

The guard took the invitation, carefully looked at the sign in the corner, and smiled with a blank face, "The owner's golden basin handwashing meeting will start at noon tomorrow, please go to the guard's rest area to rest first."

"Thank you, brother guard!" Wu Qiong nodded and walked towards the guest room.

As soon as I got to the door, I was stopped by the guards.

"Wait a minute, where are you going?"

"Huh?" Wu Qiong asked curiously, "Didn't you tell me to guard the rest area?"

The guard explained, "Not here."

Wu Qiong smiled and said, "Why not? I just saw a lot of people walking in."

"This is a guest room exclusively for guests. The rest area for your guards is over there." The guard pointed to a corner in the distance.

Wu Qiong looked in the direction he pointed.

There were dozens of wooden beds in an open space, and there were already more than 20 people sitting or standing there, all of them pale and sweating profusely, and some even passed out on the ground foaming at the mouth.

"Ah? That's a refugee camp!" Wu Qiong looked up at the sky speechlessly, "Why are you trying to expose people to adulthood in such a sunny weather! Discriminatory treatment!"

The guard sneered twice, "Please forgive me for the poor hospitality. But the rules are like this, so let's offend the young man for the time being."

After finishing speaking, he greeted the two brothers to carry Wu Qiong to the open space and threw it in.

"It's so inhumane!" Wu Qiong got up from the ground and patted the ashes on his body, "Is it too late to give up now!"

The guard who threw him in sneered, "Food, lodging, and wages are all included. What else can you complain about? Just stay here!"

"No! Yes! Yes! Ah!" Wu Qiong looked up to the sky and sighed, and found a fairly clean wooden bed and lay down on it.

An old man with a rough face next to him was resting with his feet closed and his eyes closed. Seeing this, he leaned over to talk to him

"I'm Murong Shengxue. People in the Jianghu gave me the nickname 'Xiaoxiang Swordsman'. I don't know how you call it?"

Wu Qiong sat up and looked the old man up and down, and cupped his hands, "Wu Qiong, Murong Shengxue really has a good name. But I seem to have heard of this name somewhere."

The old man said complacently, "Hehe, to tell you the truth, I am the descendant of 'Jian Yu Xiaoxiang' who was the number one person on the list eight years ago. I have been loved by friends from all corners of the country, and now I am No. 70 and eighth on the list."