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Chapter 48: Climbing the building, kicking people

Chapter 48: Climbing the Tower, Raising People

Liu Qian's face turned pale for a while, and he sat on a jade bench, surrounded by Yang Ming, Yang Yin, Wang Wei and others in the Hou Mansion surrounded him. He looked at the young man who broke into their elegant seats with hostility and vigilance. He stood in front of him with an uneven and black complexion and narrow eyes.

Just now, Liu Qian had three punches against this person. The first two punches were barely against the enemy. The third punch Liu Qian was as if he was hit by a heavy hammer and staggered away, and was so shocked that he vomited. The corners of his mouth were stained with white foam, his body trembled slightly, and was supported by people around him. A woman did not hesitate to use the handkerchief she carried with him to wipe the stains on his mouth.

Xue Ran and several girls in the mansion stood aside, with anger rising on their faces and cursed at the young man, "Cheng Wenyuan, when did you become a lackey in the Shangguan family? Today's business, Shangguan Yan is relying on his power to suppress others. Our Marquis' Mansion must seek justice!"

The young man named Cheng Wenyuan was rolling up his sleeves at this moment, and he said with a sneering sneer, "How can you say that you, Miss Xue, dare to attack our friends, that is to take the lead. Young Master Shangguan accompanied the guests and refused to take action himself. I just can't stand it. Since I want to do it, it's just talking to my strength..."

Then the man glanced at Liu Qian below and looked coldly, "I heard that Liu Qian of you is on the list of the admission potential of Qiudao Academy. Now it seems that this is the case. He can only support three punches with the fourth rank of Qihai against me, Qihai, and the third rank of Qihai... The Marquis of Qichun made great contributions in Daye back then, but now in this generation of mansion, I am afraid everyone is a little bored."

Two angry shouts, and immediately two people jumped up. It was Yang Ming and Yang Yin next to Liu Qian. Everyone was about to get angry at this moment. Although they lost to each other, they couldn't help it anymore. Their daily practice was at the level of the sixth grade of Qihai, but because they had to be good since childhood, they wanted to cooperate with each other, so they rushed towards Cheng Wenyuan fiercely, one left and one right.

Cheng Wenyuan was not moved by it, but he just smiled at the elegant residences outside the elegant seats of the people in the Qichun Marquis Mansion, and said with ease, "Two more dogs rushed up and bite people. Brother Shangguan, should I remove their hands or discount my legs to remind Mr. Qichun to avoid letting these dogs come out to make trouble in the future."

A feminine and magnetic voice came from behind the curtain, "Saint Envoy Jiamu is here. Brother Cheng just applies a little bit of punishment, don't hurt your muscles and bones. In the future, the Marquis of Qichun will arrive, and I will not be able to explain it to him by the junior."

This conversation seemed slow, but it happened in a short period of time, but it did not give people a hurried feeling at all. And the last voice kept waiting for the arrival of Qichun Hou, subconsciously, if Qichun Hou did not arrive, these people would not be able to leave.

At this moment, Cheng Wenyuan's eyes flashed, and his left and right hand swept out, and he grabbed Yang Ming and Yang Yin's wrists, pinched the wrists of their wrists with force, and then shook them. The two of them hummed miserably and fell backwards, and were caught by the people behind. Although they were slightly punished, Cheng Wenyuan's hands were extremely tricky at this moment. The two hands were probably not ten days or half a month, so don't think about lifting heavy objects or exerting force.

Amid the other party's fearless smile and casual chat, the people in the Qichun Hou Mansion were already filled with grief and anger. Although the chest was full of anger, Liu Qian, the most outstanding person on their side, who reached the fourth level of Qihai, was not the enemy of the other party's three-combination, so how could he avenge the one-shot today?

The Censor and the Marquis of Qichun have always been nailed in the court, and the Shangguan family and the Yang family have always been facing each other. Even if the Marquis of Qichun doesn't come, they are some famous elders in the mansion. I believe Shangguan Yan dares not let them go. However, once this is the case, with the Holy Envoy of Jiamu, the face of the Marquis of Qichun will eventually be completely lost.

Xue Ran was about to bite her teeth and wanted to go out several times, but she was stopped by several women in the Marquis' Mansion beside her.

Finally, Liu Qian put down his hand covering his chest, stood up, blocked everyone, suppressed the chest stinging pain that had been injured by the opponent's secret force, and whispered to the people behind him, "I'll stop him, you can find a way to get out of one or two people. If you call the eldest prince and the second prince over here! Today's matter may be a turning point."

Liu Qian was still smart in the end. He knew that if the matter was caused to the elders of the Marquis' Mansion, the elders in the mansion would come to ask for people today, and the journey to the Marquis' Mansion in Qichun would be affected no matter what. If Yang Que and Yang Wenyuan came over, the other party would not dare to be arrogant and had to let the person go.

The most critical question next is whether Liu Qian can hold back Cheng Wenyuan, who is responsible for stopping everyone in the elegant seat.

Seeing Liu Qian's desperate attitude, Cheng Wenyuan shook his head and smiled, "I advise you not to make a tough idea, otherwise I really want to discount your legs or two..."

In the elegant seat opposite, covered by bamboo curtains, there was another voice of Shangguan Yan and Jiamu talking, "I wonder how long will the Holy Envoy come from Xituo Temple this time and when will he leave?"

"When you go to the end of spring and summer, you will start again. You will travel through the countries and complete the tasks granted in the hall and return to Sidor. It will be autumn time..." Kamu's voice came out, and all the people around you remained silent.

"The Holy Envoy and his party almost crossed most of the Union Empire of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, and even arrived at the countries of the Gaowen Alliance in the Western Region. This trip will definitely be hard."

"Where is it just to taste two or three good teas and enjoy five or six scenery." It was almost respected by most human forces in the western Kushan continent, and was treated as a gift from the guests. In this situation, it can be condensed into two or three good teas and five or six scenery. I am afraid that only Kamu's identity can be so frivolous, but it makes people feel natural.

In front of the opponent's strong strait, he was so frustrated that he was helpless that he was suppressed and unable to move.

And the other party and others can even chat about the wind and moon, the good tea and scenery in a leisurely manner. This kind of contempt and the oppression in the blink of an eye are the most humiliating.

Xue Ran clenched her fists tightly. The angry anger in the eyes of Liu Qian and other young men was burning, but she did not dare to take action due to injuries and lack of strength. She could only scold her incompetence from the bottom of her heart. Some girls' eyes were splashing, and humiliation and anger were intertwined, and waves of impacted their hearts. Some girls with weak endurance were already sobbing in a low voice.

"It's now! Let's go!" Liu Qian shouted fiercely, turned from place to place, swept towards Cheng Wenyuan in front, suppressing the pain in his chest and abdomen, lifted up and kicked Cheng Wenyuan, giving everyone time to leave.

The feminine and magnetic Shangguan Yan's voice sounded from the elegant room behind the bamboo curtain at this moment, "I gave them enough face, but I refused to sit well. Since I didn't want to sit, I'll let him lie down."

Cheng Wenyuan's gloomy and excited look flashed through his eyes. He blocked Liu Qian's flying kick with one hand, and pinched the knuckles of his other hand and pointed it at his knees extremely fiercely. This infused his true power of the third-grade Qihai. Once it hit the point, Liu Qian's knees would definitely crack like an egg shell. Even if he could stand up in the future, he would leave hidden diseases.

When Liu Qian discovered the other party's intention, his face showed extremely terrifying fear at this moment. And everyone around who wanted to take this opportunity to leave Yanchun Pavilion, a house arrest, did not know that Liu Qian could not even block the other party for a moment. The miserable situation was happening now.

Suddenly, a foot that grew horizontally stepped on Cheng Wenyuan's waist and eyes very tricky.

Then I will print a footprint again!

Cheng Wenyuan's body, whose hand was knocking towards Liu Qian's knee, was suddenly kicked away by this force and hit the wooden wall next to him. He had to bounce it for a moment before he leaned against the solid wood wall again.

Yang Ze stood on the ground with one foot and raised the other foot, still maintaining the movement of stepping on the foot.

Everyone widened their eyes and looked at Cheng Wenyuan, who had just treated everyone on their side as soft persimmons and was kicked onto the wall.
Chapter completed!
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