The people around were shocked, and they didn't know how Anzheng was sitting on the son's chair, but their son was chased out, and stopped when he heard Anzheng talking behind him. His face was awkward when he turned around.

"who are you?"

Murong Ji-leng asked with a pale face.

An Zheng shrugged his shoulders and slap on the girl's ass: "A nameless pawn."

He let go of his hand, and the young girl struggled to stand up, drawing a sword at An Zheng's throat. Anzheng's hand lifted up and flicked gently on the tip of the sword, and with a bang, the long sword flew off his hand, twirled and flew out hundreds of meters, poked into a big tree.

Murong Ji-Leng's face became more and more ugly: "I don't care who you are, and I will humiliate my people in my face, I will not let you go."

An Zheng: "Oh, then you come."

Murong Ji-Leng: "Junior, you are waiting to die. You should be very clear about the status of my Murong family in the rivers and lakes. Although my family has always been known for benevolence and justice, I will not easily let go of those who provoke me. Especially when you are in front of me, humiliating my woman ... "

An Zheng: "Come on."

Murong Ji-Leng: "If you don't know how to repent now, I ..."

An Zheng: "Come on."

Murong Ji Leng snorted: "What is my identity, and I am so entangled with you that has stained my character. You hurry up now, I don't know with you. If you meet in rivers and lakes later, I will not spare you."

An Zheng: "Don't spare me now."

Murong Ji-Leng: "Who miss my reputation in the southeast Murong family, who among the rivers and lakes do not admire? I am the eldest son and grandson of Murong family. I will inherit the entire Murong family's industry in the future. In the future, Murong family will be dominated by me. I will admire me ... "

An Zheng: "Are you sick? Come and beat me."

Murong Ji-Leng: "Well, let me go of you today, let's go."

The girl who had been spanked by An Zheng cried and ran over, holding Murong Ji-Leng's waist and crying: "The son must not let him go, you have to be the master of the slave-servant. The slave-servant's body is your son, and now he has been killed by him Defiled, if the son refuses to make the decision for me, I will only die. "

"Then die!"

Murong Ji-Leng pushed the girl away and turned away.

An Zheng stood up and carried the chair forward. Someone shouted that you put the chair down, and Anzheng looked back at him: "Why put the chair down?"

"That's ... that's what our Murong family is!"

"Have you lettering?"

Anzheng turned the chair over and looked at it, shaking his head: "No lettering, obviously I picked up a chair in this wild land, how could it be your Murong family? If you can prove that this is you I ’ll give it to you. If you ca n’t prove it, it ’s what I picked up, of course it ’s mine. You ’re curious, it ’s not strange, this Xiangong ruin can still find chairs ... ”

Murong Ji coldly waved his face: "Give him a broken chair!"

An Zheng oh said: "Why is it for me? Since you are not yours, what right do you have to tell me? Obviously I picked it up, are you going to ridicule me? Or take what I found to be generous?"

Murong Ji Leng snorted, turned his head to look at Anzheng, and said how he would encounter such a rogue today. In the fairy palace, when I met something that I liked, I only need to report the name of Murong's family, and most of the other parties will obediently hand over the things. If you pretend to say that you want to fight, the other party will never dare to shoot. After all, the reputation of Northwest Yuwen and Southeast Murong is there, who doesn't know?

Although, what this southeast Murong northwest Yuwen said is not what Yuwen Wushuang and Murong Jilen are, but the status of the two on rivers and lakes.

An Zheng walked a few steps with his chair, pretending to be surprised: "Yeah, there is nothing unusual in this Xiangong ruins, you can pick up any good things. Just picked up a ring, and picked up another The chair can now find a beautiful girl. "

He jumped over and grabbed the girl ’s wrist: “It ’s good luck, such a beautiful girl can be picked up by me, it ’s really God ’s favor. Since I picked you up, I ’ll take you home now, Let ’s eat and sleep and have children. Will you give me a hundred children?

The girl cried and tried to break free, but Anan's arguing hands grabbed her wrists like iron tongs, no matter how she struggled. Murong Ji-Leng's complexion kept changing, and he wanted to speak, but he was afraid that An Zheng would really shoot. He had just seen An Zheng flashing and he didn't know how much faster than himself. If you fight, you will definitely lose money. He was annoyed that he had bad luck today, and it was obviously an unremarkable casual repair, how could it be so difficult.

"Son, save me!"

The girl kept shouting and looked at Murong Jileng, and Murong Jileng turned to look at him. The girl was dragged away by Anzheng, and the crying pear blossoms carried rain.

"I'm a son of a son. I have followed you since I was a child. I have been obedient to you. How can you be so cruel!

"I said you can go to death, you have been defiled, how can I ask you like a remnant flower to insult the reputation of my Murong family? If you stay with me, wouldn't my Murong family be punished? Shame. Since he is willing to ask you, then I will give you to him. Anyway, I am sick of you bitch, he treats you as a baby, you just follow him. "

The older woman cried, "Son, my sister is yours. Our sister has been serving the son and regards him as a relative."

"Shut up! If you say more, I will throw you away."

An Zheng immediately jumped over and grabbed the woman: "Look, I found another one. Since you are the one you do n’t want, I want it. I do n’t want to be disgusted. Whether it ’s wild, it ’s picked up by me, or someone else. I ’ll be there when I arrive. The two of you will follow me in the future, one will cook for me and the other will give birth to my children. Oops, just think about it and be happy. "

The older woman screamed: "I would rather die than you, son, save us."

Murong Ji Leng snorted: "This is a woman who can't wait, and my Murong family can be more powerful than a maid. If you want, I will give you alms. You will always remember from time to time, they all I threw it so that you wo n’t pick it up. "

"Yeah, I picked it up."

Anzheng glanced back at the entourages: "I went. I was so lucky today. I picked up two beautiful girls, not to mention. I also picked up dozens of servants. It happened that I needed some slaves to serve me. Come and follow me. "

Murong Ji-Leng's shoulders were shaking: "You ... don't deceive people too much."

An Zheng: "Huh? I thought you would say that these servants were also thrown away by you. You are a shameless person. They are all wildly picked up by me. I just want to say that I'm cheating too much. You just said Did n’t you say, what you fancy in the immortal palace is yours, and no one is allowed to grab it. You ca n’t look at these people right, then I will take it all together. After that, they will take a lot of dung Taking out big dung, cleaning the yard, cleaning the yard, I found a small village to live and live the life of the landlord. "

Murong Ji-Leng: "You ... If you are satisfied, go quickly!"

An Zheng oh said: "How many people have you bullied in the fairy palace before you met me? People like you also want to marry Yuwen Wushuang? You can bully others, and others will bully you. Do you think If you have a good family, you can bully those casual practitioners, and feel that they dare not offend you, so you can only succumb. Now you meet me and feel humiliated? Nothing, those who you bully feel much more humiliation than you. "

He looked at the saber in Murong Ji-Leng's waist: "Hey, he picked up another sword."

Murong Ji's cold figure flashed forward, rushed out after a few hundred meters, and said that the man was not too much. After all, he was the eldest son and grandson of Murong's family. He just scared himself. This man, after all, gave Murong a face. But as soon as he relaxed, he saw An Zheng holding a big rope in his hand and **** the dozens of people. He ran as if dragging a huge parcel. He went around in a circle and exceeded him. Front.

"Why steal my stuff!"

An Zheng asked angrily: "It's clearly the sword I picked up. Why did you take it away ?! You still don't make sense."

Murong Ji-Leng's face was pale and his body was trembling violently, because his teeth were trembling because he was too angry and frightened.

"What else do you want?"

"Give me my things."

An Zheng stretched out his hand: "You can't rely on you who are Murong's family to act rashly. That sword was obviously found by me. You rob it and leave. Is there any way of doing things?

"The sword is clearly on me!"

"Jian Mingming was discovered by you!"

"I fight with you!"

Murong Ji coldly drew his sword, struggling against An. Jianmang was thrown out at least tens of meters away, and went straight to Anzheng's head. Anzheng didn't even dodge, watching Jianmang reach the top of his head, Anzheng looked slow but just raised his hand and clamped his fingers between Jianmang's fingers. In an instant, Zidian flowed back along Jianmang and slammed. Murong Ji flew coldly, and the long sword flew to the sky with a spin, and was caught in the hand by An Zheng when he fell.

An Zheng shook the long sword, and the long sword broke with a click. Fortunately, it is also a Zijin product. An Zheng looked at the sword with the word Murong engraved on it, and said with regret and guilt: "It turned out that you dropped it on the ground, I'm sorry, but I'll give it back to you. What do you think about you? Do n’t say it, I ’m not an unreasonable person. If you say that the sword is yours, would n’t I just grab it. Now that you ’re done, you wo n’t want to give me the sword if you break it yourself. Just give it back to you. "

He threw the two truncated swords at Murongji Leng's feet, and said sincerely: "You must say next time, what is yours, what is not yours. It is your luck to meet someone who makes sense like me , In case you meet an unreasonable person and then incontinence you hit ... Eh? You have been electropissed by me, really, such an adult has no such restraint. "

When An Zheng shook his hand, the dozens of people who were **** were picked up by An Zheng, and after flying over An Zheng's head, he hit Murong Ji-Leng heavily.

"Persuade you, don't rely on your surname Murong and think everyone will obey you. I'm not your father, there is no need to coax you. Let me know that you are doing wrong next time, I will go to your Murong family to ask you How did your father and mother educate you. "

An Zheng walked over, kicked the crowd away, flipped the space implement out of Murong Ji-Leng, and tossed it in his hand: "This is your tuition fee. It is very expensive for me to give reason to the class. And generally speaking only one class. The second time I need to lecture, I will kill directly. "

A group of people in the back are hurting. Alas, Murong Ji-leng is lying on the ground with blood on his face and empty eyes.

He lay there and gasped, looking at the sky and gritting his teeth: "I will kill you, I must ... oops!"

A chair flew over and slapped him on the face, patting his face full of flowers.

"I'll give you a chair, keep it as a memorial."

When the voice came, An Zheng had nowhere to go.