As soon as the Wu family retreated, the bandit was stunned and stunned for a while. The "Wow" who seemed to be leading rushed towards Liangshan. This is the ancestor of the bad things.

Liangshan flashed, and he made a way out, and pointed his hand and said, "Qing Yulou is over there!"

The leader of the bandit almost spurted out blood.

The Mo family and the Wu family retreated to one side to negotiate friendly relations. The flame-burning crossbow and cannon outside immediately disappeared, and the bandits' impact was no longer powerful, and both sides were just about to kill.

There were sounds of killing over there, and the Mo family and the Wu family were in urgent consultation.

Both families seemed a little shy to Liangshan. After all, they had been accused of having been enemies for ten years, and even Mo Ling, who seemed lively, was not so refreshed. She was so handsome that she was so handsome. At this time, the role of the middle man in Liangshan was highlighted.

Liangshan was in a good mood, and at this moment, the gate of Qingyu Tower was wide open.

Liangshan was amazed that they actually had a second gate. A long list of murderous spearmen emerged from it, and there were more than a dozen black vine soldiers in front of them. Liangshan thought of Chen Siniang's younger brother Chen Yong, and he didn't know if he was in it.

The two teams were separated by one side. Ma Wencaiying, wearing armor, came out with a knife, and Yingzi, but there seemed to be Liangshan's shoe prints remaining on her handsome face.

Liangshan was talking to Mo Ling that when he was playing a plane, he could actually spit fire on his butt, and his wings were not imitated. He could consider the assembly line of a dolphin... Not only Elder Mo Lingji, but Wu Chengfeng widened his eyes and his expression was like a drunkard smelling the fragrance of wine. At this moment, the discordant tone sounded sharply: "It's him, take it for me!" Ma Wencai pointed at Liangshan with his hand and said with hatred.

A loud bang, a sound from the armor leaves, a pair of people immediately rushed towards Liangshan.

Wu Chengfeng stood in front of Liangshan in one step.

Elder Ji wanted to slap himself, but he was one step slower. Mr. Liang is a talent, no, a genius, such a genius cannot be let go.

Driven by this mentality, Elder Ji flashed his body and came to Ma Wencai. He raised his hand and made a big, loud mouth.

Ma Wencai absolutely could not spare Liang Shanbo today. He was thinking of giving him a big mouth. As long as the master was there, Miss Zhu would have no choice. If he didn't want to see a flash in front of him, he would be flew horizontally. Before he could land, his mouth was thrust firmly. He heard a buzzing and enlarged voice in his ears: "I told you to offend Mr. Liang! I asked you to offend Mr. Liang!" Then a pair of stinky feet stepped directly on his face, and the pain was second. The key was that the foot was so stinky that it was indescribable. Both toes were inserted directly into the nostrils, which made Ma Wencai immediately vent his anger and did not inhale. At this moment, his butt was kicked fiercely again. This was obviously another person's foot, and it was even more violent. After Ma Wencai hummed a few times, he happily ushered in a storm-like beat.

Everyone behind Ma Wencai was stunned, and the leaves of the armor were shaking like leaves in autumn.

"Stop!" Ma Wencai finally heard the voice of his father Ma Mingyuan. The two of them also stopped. Ma Wencai struggled to get up, and then he heard one ask the other: "Why do you want to hit this child like this?" Ma Wencai's eyes rolled and he completely fainted.

Liangshan could only look at the sky, his shoulders were shaking. Mo Ling couldn't do it anymore, and he couldn't help but laugh while holding his lower abdomen.

"Why do you two want to beat a dog?" Ma Mingyuan looked bad. Ma Wen is the future successor of Majiabao. Looking at so many people from Twelve Docks, they can be considered as losing all their faces.

Elder Ji pointed at Liangshan and said, "If it weren't for Mr. Liang Gao Yi, who told the Wu family, it would be the bamboo pole beside me."

Wu Chengfeng rolled his eyes and said, "Who is the bamboo pole?"

"If it weren't for the two of us who shook hands on the battlefield, the bandits would have entered your Qingyu Tower. Have you seen it?" Elder Ji pointed to the collapsed earth building outside and said, "These are all done by the Wu family."

"Why did our Wu family do it?" Wu Chengfeng said loudly, "I repeat that it is because someone wants to buy our Wu family's weapons, and we follow us to see the on-site effect."

Ma Mingyuan almost spit out old blood when he heard this.

"It is because Mr. Liang and the Wu family have all withdrawn. Mr. Ma, think about it, if it weren't Mr. Liang, Qingyu Tower would have now become ruins."

The confrontation in front of the commercial street, Liangshan lobbying everyone on the building was vaguely seen, thinking that it was really up to Liangshan’s prince Gao Yi? Thinking of this, he saw Ma Wencai, who was beaten into a pig’s head from the corner of his eyes, thinking of his attempt to occupy his wife, thinking of his behavior of repaying kindness and revenge, all of them showed contempt and said in his heart: I deserve it!

Ma Mingyuan raised his hand, Liangshan quickly bowed and said, "No need to thank me. Although I have personal grudges with Wen, I cannot depose my husband. Such a disaster is hard to come. When the creatures are in trouble, I should stand up resolutely..."

Mo Ling never knew what it felt like to have a cramp in her face. Now she knew, and she also knew that the old man Ma Mingyuan, opposite, was also cramping in his face.

Ma Mingyuan's cultivation skills were ultimately excellent. He laughed without being angry and said, "Thank you, Mr. Liang, for your help."

Before he finished speaking, Zhu Qingyun fell from the sky. Liangshan was overjoyed and hugged Zhu Qingyun.

Mo Ling widened his eyes and looked at Wu Tu, who showed a helpless look.

Zhu Qingyun blushed, gently pushed Liangshan away, and whispered: "So many people are here."

Liangshan looked up and down, and said, "Qingyun, aren't you injured?"

Feeling the sincerity of my husband's care, Zhu Qingyun felt warm in her heart. She almost wanted to turn around and let her husband take a good look, but how did she do it in full view of everyone, and said angrily: "You are looking forward to me being injured, right?"

Liangshan quickly smiled and said with a smile: "No, even if I was so hurt that I couldn't take care of myself, you couldn't be injured." Before he finished speaking, he heard a loud "Oh" sound. The old Taoist Yin Shangzi fell to the ground crookedly, rolling up dust and swelling into the sky, like a falling firebird.
Chapter completed!