The Wang family is not a native family of Huangtong Mansion.

It is said that the family was originally engaged in business in Yuyang County under the jurisdiction of Huangtong Mansion. Now that the business is growing, they came to Fucheng to buy a house, and the family moved here.

Three months have passed, and he has barely gained a foothold.

Most of this was due to Wang Qingqing, the eldest lady of the Wang family. Many things didn't even need to be handled by the Wang family, and her suitors rushed to handle it.

The deepest part of Wang's house is Wang Qingqing's boudoir.

There is a huge flower bed outside the room, with bright red flowers planted inside, blooming in full bloom, delicate and charming.

At this time, a middle-aged man in his fifties was standing at the door of the room. He was the head of the Wang family, that is, Wang Tong, who is often referred to as a member of the king.

It is Wang Qingqing's father.

But the head of the family was very humble and submissive at this time, standing outside the door with his head down, and reporting respectfully: "Miss Qingqing, I have sent someone to deliver the jade box secretly."

"Great."

A cold and indifferent, but very pleasing female voice came from the room.

It was just this understatement, and there was no response, and there was not the slightest respect that a daughter should have for her father.

Wang Tong was not at all irritated. He was even a little bit happy and a little excited. He trembled with excitement, and said tremblingly: "You finally talked to me. You said a word to me, great, great. Up!"

"Go away." The indifferent female voice came out of the room again.

"Okay, okay, I'll get out of here, get out of here, hehe."

Wang Tong left with blurred eyes and full of joy, and secretly said: "This three-point water with the word'rolling' should represent Miss Qingqing's care and love for me like a surging river, great!"

...

Early the next morning.

The contest for the selection of temporary guards by the Wang family was right in front of the Wang’s house. A ring was set up one foot high and ten feet long and wide.

There are no restrictions on the competition, and weapons are all right.

If you fall off the ring or fall to the ground and lose your ability to resist, it is considered a failure.

Of course, admit defeat is counted.

Not many people paid attention to this competition.

After all, this is just a private matter of the Wang family.

But with the exaggerated rumors circulating yesterday, this competition suddenly became the focus of everyone's attention.

Five or six thousand people came here early this morning.

The entrance of Wang's house is already crowded with people.

The streets, high platforms, walls, trees, and even the roofs of stores were crowded with people.

Although the competition hasn't started yet, people are in their positions so that they won't be able to see what's going on in the ring.

"Hey, look! It's Miss Wang's family and members of the Wang family!"

"Come out! Come out! She's out!"

"Fuck! It's so good! I feel like I'm in love!"

"Ah! So beautiful! I can! I really can!"

"No wonder there are so many suitors..."

...

...

Suddenly there was a burst of exclamation in the crowd.

This is Wang Yuanwai who brought Miss Wang's family out, standing on a specially made high platform next to the ring, and you can clearly see the situation on and off the ring.

Of course, they will be seen by everyone present.

That delicate and unusual appearance and tall and exquisite figure immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Wang Qingqing looked eighteen or nineteen years old. His eyebrows were picturesque, his skin was as white as fat, a little ruddy to add charm, and his facial features were exquisite to the extreme, as if they were natural fortune.

She wore a plain white dress, fresh and elegant, but it also outlined a perfect curve, and a jade belt was tied around her slender waist, adding a touch of holiness.

Facts have proved that curiosity is not worth mentioning in the face of beauty.

Originally, people still came to Zhou Heng, wanting to see if he was really as powerful as the rumors, but now everyone thinks that as long as they can see Wang Qingqing, all this is worth it.

beautiful!

Not only these onlookers were amazed, but even Zhou Heng, who was in the crowd, couldn't help being stunned after seeing Wang Qingqing.

It's so pretty and unlike people!

That's right.

This is Zhou Heng's feeling, this Wang Qingqing is too beautiful.

Some beauties like the photos he had seen when he was on the earth in his previous life were modified by PS technology and beautified infinitely.

"Hey, you believe it this time." Yu He smiled beside Zhou Heng: "I told you a long time ago that this young girl is so beautiful that she looks like a beautiful country, you can't be stunned. "

"My eyes are called critical examination." Zhou Heng defended.

In fact, he is not wrong. Compared with people living in similar ancient Chinese society, he is a keyboard powerhouse who has been baptized by various beautiful pictures in the information explosion era, but his resistance to beautiful women is much stronger.

Therefore, after the initial shock, Zhou Heng inexplicably felt that Wang Qingqing's temperament was a bit contrary, not very natural, and seemed to have traces of artificial correction.

Did "Ms. Cang" come to this world to do cosmetic surgery?

Not too possible.

At this moment, the crowd suddenly became noisy.

"Look! Look! You are on stage, you are on stage! Sun Zhengping is on stage!"

"This is Sun Zhengping? I have to say that he is indeed a talented person, with a compelling momentum, and his strength should be good."

"Wasn't Zhou Heng better then?"

"I'll see it later, but shouldn't those who participate in the competition go up together? Why is it only Sun Zhengping?"

Everyone talked a lot.

Zhou Heng raised his head to look at the ring, and he saw a handsome man, who looked like a young man in his twenties standing in the center, holding a long sword, looking square.

"Today, my Sun Zhengping is here, not for anything else, just to defeat all opponents and get the qualification to guard Miss Qingqing!"

Sun Zhengping glanced at the location of Wang Qingqing, his eyes soft, then turned his head and looked under the ring, and said loudly: "This time there are eleven people participating in this competition, including me. Now you can all come up. !

"I want to hit ten!"

Snapped!

At this time, Sun Zhengfeng, who was sitting in the attic of a high-rise tea house in the distance, was watching this scene. He was anxious and trembling with his hands. He directly smashed the teapot on the table in front of him!

"This shameless thing is really hooked by that woman!"

At the same time, when the people around the ring heard Sun Zhengping's words, they all cheered.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

"Awesome! Hit ten! Isn't Sun Zhengping already 9th grade?"

"Even a ninth-rank martial artist, facing the siege of ten unsuccessful martial artists, it would be too bad for you."

"After all, the lower third grade is just manpower, there is always a limit, Sun Zhengping is too big."

"This is good, I love it!"

Most people are gloating for misfortune. They just watch the excitement. Naturally, the more exciting things are, the better.

Zhou Heng was a little dazed. He poked Yu He next to him and asked in confusion, "Is Sun Zhengping like this before?"

It's so embarrassing!

It's like having only women in your head!

"He wasn't like this before." Yu He was also a little confused, thinking about it, and said: "Our family and the Sun family have cooperation in some business. I have met Sun Zhengping several times and have eaten together.

"But I remember that he used to be very smart and capable, and he spoke decently. Now it's almost as if his brain is kicked by a donkey. Can chasing a woman chase people stupid?"

"This... it's not impossible." Zhou Heng looked thoughtfully at the special high platform next to the ring. Although it was not very natural, Wang Qingqing was indeed extremely beautiful.

From this look, it happened that a few people jumped onto the ring one after another, a total of nine, it was the nine people in this competition except Zhou Heng and Sun Zhengping.

"Sun Zhengping! Don't think your reputation can be so arrogant, we are not afraid of you!"

"If you want one to beat ten, do you think you're a ninth grade?"

"Now we are all up, you can do it, I want to see, how on earth are you going to hit ten one by one!"

Most of the warriors are full of blood, strong temperament and fierce temperament. In addition, everyone is young, how to withstand the provocation of Sun Zhengping just now, all of them are angry and almost rushing forward.

But Sun Zhengping didn't even look at them. He turned around and shouted at the bottom of the ring: "Zhou Heng! I know you are here, come up immediately, let the young master see if you are really as powerful as the rumors! "

As soon as the crowd heard Zhou Heng's name, they immediately boiled. You said that we won't be sleepy anymore!

They are here for this.

As for the dozens of nines and tens, it's just an addition.

As soon as Sun Zhengping said this, the nine people who were originally angered on the spot furiously, one after another started a posture, either with fists or swords, or with spears, whips, clubs and other weapons.

"Too pretentious!"

"Dare to look down on your grandfather and me, looking for death!?"

"go to hell!"

These nine people yelled loudly, rushed up and rushed towards Sun Zhengping!

"Group fight! Group fight!"

"Fight! Fight!"

The onlookers cheered and waved for fear that the world would not be chaotic.

Although none of these nine people have entered the product, their strength is not weak.

Among them, two or three of them are still a quasi-ninth-rank martial artist who has perfected the martial arts of the Ninth-Rank. Facing such a siege, even the real martial artist of the Ninth-Rank will be big.

But Sun Zhengping didn't rush, his wrist was turned and the sword came out.

Immediately there was sword light rushing out like a gust of wind and rain, and the sword light was like dense raindrops, piercing the nine people at an extremely fast speed.

Moreover, while the sword light was surging, Sun Zhengping's whole body faintly sounded with whistles, like the sound of the wind, as if there was invisible sword energy around him.

Sun Zhengping's sword fell like a shower after autumn, and the cold light bursts with coolness, causing the originally cheerful crowd to shiver.

This is the Thirteen Swords of Autumn Rain!

When I recovered, I found that Jian Guang had pierced these nine people accurately!

Nothing fails!

And seven of them were shocked by the force of the sword energy that whizzed around him and flew upside down, and fell directly off the ring.

The weapons in the hands of the remaining two were also knocked down, and they were about to lose.

But the two did not give up, they still rushed to Sun Zhengping's side with all their strength, one punched his fist, the other handed his palm, and hit his back and shoulders.

If it can hit, it can make Sun Zhengping lose the ability to resist.

boom!

boom!

Only two muffled noises were heard, and the palm of the fist hit Sun Zhengping at the same time.

The two people were overjoyed, they were about to take advantage of the victory, but immediately they felt a majestic force rushing from Sun Zhengping's back and shoulders! !

But seeing that Sun Zhengping just shook his back slightly and shook his shoulders slightly, he shook the two people upside down on the spot, and fell to the stage just like the previous seven.

In less than one breath, all the nine people who swarmed up were defeated!

Thousands of people present all opened their mouths, staring blankly at Sun Zhengping on the ring, dumbfounded.

In front of the Wang's house, there was no sound.

On the high platform next to the ring, Wang Qingqing smiled and seemed very satisfied.

On the attic of the tea house not far away.

Sun Zhengfeng stood up abruptly, looked at Sun Zhengping on the ring in disbelief, and said in amazement: "The strong wind swelled all over his body, and he could exert strength everywhere in his body!

"This is a ninth rank martial artist, how could he be?"

On the roof of this attic, a woman wearing a white costume and a mask is watching Wang Qingqing on the high platform.

Her eyes were calm and thoughtful.

At the same time, on the ring.

Sun Zhengping was very energetic and swung his sword with a finger, which was exactly where Zhou Heng was standing.

Condescendingly, he shouted sharply:

"Get off!"

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