Chapter 545 My master is super powerful
Sad singing made the sad people cry. Liao Wenjie was compassionate and pulled out a rag from Yu Yue's sleeve and handed it to Qin Shuang.
Qin Shuang took it gratefully and cried even more sadly.
It's really strange to say that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. There is a disciple like a master, but when he got to Xiongba, he went astray.
Bu Jingyun aside, Tiansha Lone Star has been an avenger since he was a child. All his actions are driven by hatred. His character has long been determined and will not be affected by the tyrant.
Qin Shuang and Nie Feng are really in trouble.
These two people, one is honest and sincere, the other is kind-hearted, they don't look like the children brought out by Xiong Ba.
It's a pity that the tyrant and the tyrant spent his whole life being proficient in all kinds of conspiracies and calculations, but in the end he was left empty-handed, with no one to inherit his mantle.
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Liao Wenjie whispered a few words of comfort, confirmed again and again that Qin Shuang did not want to listen to the music channel, and decided to let him rest for a while before tossing it out in the second half, then turned to look at his father-in-law and daughter.
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Looking at Liao Wenjie and Qin Shuang, who was broken down and crying, the father and daughter were busy trying to force out awkward yet polite smiles.
Please let go.
"What's wrong? Why don't you move your chopsticks? Does the food not taste good?"
Liao Wenjie asked curiously: "If this is the case, Hall Master Shuang is here. Tell him to change the chef and redo the table."
"No, no, no, the food and wine are very good. Our father and daughter have lived in a remote place for a long time, and we are satisfied to have such good food."
Yu Yue hurriedly explained: "It's really all thanks to senior's help to get to the table. Senior didn't use his chopsticks. How dare we, father and daughter, violate the etiquette."
"If that's the case, don't wait for me. You can eat quickly. I won't use my chopsticks."
Liao Wenjie raised his hand and tapped the mask, and said helplessly: "To be honest, if I take off the mask, my handsome appearance will cause an uproar in the whole audience. Then the bride will be coveted, and Nie Feng will become a martial artist. joke."
Father and daughter: "..."
Okay, as long as you are happy, who makes you the senior!
"Eat quickly. If you don't eat now, someone will come and lift the table later, and you won't be able to eat anything you want."
Liao Wenjie warned, without further explanation, he looked at Yu Yue and said: "I just said that meeting is fate. It is definitely not an accident or coincidence that your daughter picked me out of so many people. There is still some connection.”
"I hope senior can give me some advice."
Yu Yue was deeply surprised. Just looking at the respectful attitude of the world, it can be seen that the status of the two people is very different. He is very sure that there is no such rich relative as Liao Wenjie in the past three generations.
"That unicorn arm of yours."
"Ah this..."
Yu Yue had a sudden thought. Ever since Qilin's blood was stained on his left arm many years ago, it seemed as if the hand no longer belonged to him. He often ran away suddenly and uncontrollably.
Feeling that the potential in his arm had not yet been realized, Yu Yue roughly understood what he had been waiting for for all these years for that person to appear.
But ask yourself, no matter who this person is, he should not be Liao Wenjie, and Yu Yue is not stupid.
He could see that the world's respect for Liao Wenjie was out of helplessness. This was a peerless strong man whose martial arts skills were so powerful that he could not even imagine it. The Kirin Arm was not necessary for him.
"Junior is stupid, please clarify the relationship with me, senior." Yu Yue asked directly without wasting time.
"The fire unicorn that you cut and bled is now my pet. Is it destined?"
"..."
Yu Yue blinked in shock, and a drop of cold sweat ran down his forehead. What do you mean, the owner came to the door after beating the dog?
"Don't panic, I have no intention of causing trouble for you. Fire Qilin caused chaos in its early years and hurt countless people. Even if you kill it, I will only applaud it."
Liao Wenjie took out a Blood Bodhi and placed it in front of Yu Yue: "Kirin blood contains deep demonic properties. In addition, your arm's triple burner entrance is not open, so every time you have an attack, you will be tortured by fire. This Blood Bodhi can help you relieve the pain. "
Liao Wenjie knew very little about the Qilin Arm. He had never practiced it because someone else did it for him, but he still knew something about Yu Yue's Qilin Arm.
First of all, Yu Yue's martial arts is not very strong. Compared with many martial arts masters present, it is barely at the middle or lower level.
He was able to beat the Fire Qilin to a point where its blood surged, just because his vision was precise and he picked out the Fire Qilin's fatal weakness.
A long time ago, the ancestor of the Duan family, Duan Zhengxian, known as the "No. 1 Sword in the World", eliminated harm for the people, fought fiercely with the Fire Qilin, and cut off a scale. He inlaid this scale on the sword, which greatly increased its power. It also had special flame effects when it was swung, and it became the famous magic sword-Fire Lin Sword.
Because the wound was not protected by scales, Fire Qilin could be directly injured in the internal organs. He was stabbed by Yu Yue's sword, and blood spattered on the spot. He was so frightened that he turned around and ran away. This was how the Qilin Arm was born.
"Blood Bodhi!"
Looking at the treasure in front of him, Yu Yue swallowed, and then listened to the whispers around him. Many people in the martial arts community forgot to come one after another. They hurriedly waved their hands and returned the Blood Bodhi: "Senior, it is too precious, Yu Yue is so virtuous... …”
"Chivalry is virtue, why not?"
Liao Wenjie interrupted directly and said: "Eat quickly, there are so many red eyes around. If you don't eat, they will rob them, and then I will kill them. A wedding will turn into a funeral, and the bully will go on a killing spree. This is your crime." Got it!"
As soon as the words fell, the whispers around them stopped abruptly. The people in the martial arts world who woke up quickly turned their heads, chatting, or reciting poems.
All very mature.
"But...but...it's really too expensive..."
"The inexpensive ones are just like snacks. I eat a few when I have nothing to do. If I encounter any with broken skin, I feed them directly to the dogs."
"..."
The topic was too high-end, and Yu Yue couldn't pick it up. With another burst of thanks, he swallowed the Blood Bodhi in one gulp under the envious eyes of a group of martial arts people.
The red light spread out, and white smoke came out of Yue's mouth. He felt his left arm was abnormally hot, and he hurriedly sat cross-legged, using his energy to digest the energy brought by the Blood Bodhi.
After the intermission, Liao Wenjie turned to Qin Shuang and said with a smile: "Master Shuang, are you ready to cry?"
"Not yet. Not yet."
Qin Shuang looked away from Yu Yue with a grimace: "Senior, if you think it's not enough, I can still cry. I just ask you to use your magical power. My body is really weak."
"It's just a guilty conscience, it doesn't matter."
"It's important, it's important."
Qin Shuang wiped the sweat from his forehead and saw that Liao Wenjie was about to start singing again. He hurriedly used the method of diverting attention: "Senior is proficient in divination and martial arts. Qin Shuang dared to find out. Today's sword In a battle between Sheng and his master, what are the chances of Sword Master winning?"
"On the contrary, your master Xiongba should have a chance of winning."
"Senior, don't be joking, my master is super strong." Qin Shuang instantly became upset and her tone became much more serious.
"I'm not joking. I'm just a passerby. I'm not going to brag or be slanderous."
Liao Wenjie shrugged: "According to my unbiased analysis, your master, Xiongba, will only be beaten when facing Dugu Sword Master. In all likelihood, he will not be able to take a single sword, and the chance of winning is almost zero."
"How can it be!!"
Qin Shuang's face was ashen and she clenched her fists tightly, determined not to believe Liao Wenjie's lies.
"But you don't have to worry. I made a prediction for your master. Although he can't win, the person who dies must be the sword master." Liao Wenjie said enigmatically.
"Why?!"
Qin Shuang couldn't figure out the logic. Seeing Liao Wenjie bluntly saying that the secret must not be leaked, she stopped asking and continued to use the method of distraction, as long as Liao Wenjie didn't sing.
"Senior, junior still can't figure it out. There are 'Nan Wuming, Bei Sword Saint' in the front, and 'Nanlin Swordshead, Beiyin Kuangdao' in the back. They are also north and south. My master's martial arts is stronger than Nanlin Swordshead and Beiyin Kuangdao." Drinking Kuangdao, how could..."
Qin Shuang was halfway through asking when he realized something was wrong and said hurriedly: "I don't mean to belittle these two. They are both first-class masters in the world, and they are masters that Qin Shuang deeply admires."
"Understood, King Nie Ren is the father of your rheumatic brother, so you can't say anything bad about him."
"..."
"Just kidding, I understand what you mean, but Lord Shuang knows..."
Liao Wenjie smiled and explained that first-class masters are like an answer sheet. Nan Lin Jian Shou and Bei Yin Kuang Dao can test 90 points because their level is only 90 points, while Nan Wuming and Bei Jian Sheng can test 100 points. points because the full score is only one hundred points.
As Qin Shuang continued to divert his attention, the sad love song stopped playing until the banquet started and the guests were halfway through feasting. When Wen Chou Chou announced the start of the wedding, Liao Wenjie suddenly pressed Qin Shuang's shoulders.
"Who does the warmth you give belong to, and who cares who I am"
"Whenever I think of your choice, sadness turns into a river"
"..."
As an honest person, Qin Shuang understood the artistic conception of the lyrics so well that she couldn't hold it back for a long time and lay on the table crying loudly.
Xiongba led Nie Feng into the venue, sat on the throne, and looked at Liao Wenjie with fear.
As he expected, Emperor Shitian was sinister and evil, and Qin Shuang, who was a good man, turned crazy after a while.
Nie Feng was quite puzzled. He didn't understand why Liao Wenjie had troubled Yue so much that it affected the innocent Qin Shuang. Only after taking a closer look did he understand.
Yu Yue sat cross-legged on the ground, with sweat pouring down from his forehead. He had been tortured to the point of becoming obsessed. This was the tragedy of Qin Shuang.
"Thank you for your hard work when your chest is wet with frost..."
Nie Feng was grateful for Qin Shuang's efforts for him. He turned his eyes towards the door of the banquet hall and saw a red carpet paving the way. A beautiful woman with a beautiful appearance wearing a wedding dress and a hazy gauze slowly came slowly.
Nie Feng smiled warmly, his eyes full of love.
"The bride is so beautiful and the groom is so handsome. I really envy them. If I could have such a wedding, it would be worth dying for..." The girl Yu Chuchu's heart burst out, and her eyes were full of little stars.
After a while, she lowered her head and picked up the bowls and chopsticks. It was so miserable. They were all women. Some got married in the end, and some could only watch others fall in love with each other.
I stopped watching it, and it was worrying, but I still have to work hard.
Liao Wenjie: (`;)
He knew that this wedding was just a show, and Xiong Ba was just making a show. He had never thought of marrying his daughter to Nie Feng. Considering the relationship between Xiong Ba, Nie Renwang, and Yan Ying, and looking at the golden boy and girl who was about to worship heaven and earth, it was still... I can't help but want to complain.
Convinced!
If you know how to play Luncheng, it depends on the operation of Xiongba.
Nie Feng stepped forward, holding the plain white catkins in his hands, and amidst the blessings of the people in the martial arts world, he joined hands with Kong Ci to come to Xiong Ba.
Looking at Nie Feng, who looked like a winner in life, Xiongba's heart felt cold, and a kind old father's smile appeared on his face: "Feng'er, you should treat Xiaoci well after you get married, do you understand?"
"Disciple...the child must obey his orders!"
Nie Feng's heart was surging, and he felt that today was the most glorious moment in his life. He really thought so until his worship was interrupted by a scolding.
"Wait a minute!!"
At the entrance of the hall, a sullen man in a cloak strode in.
Bu Jingyun.
He is tall and handsome, but...
He doesn't look very tall.