In the eyes of everyone, Tang Buxiu and Tang Jiaren are two monsters. It is outrageous to be able to be in love with each other in the swell of blood!

In the eyes of Tang Buxiu and Tang Jiaren, there is no such existence as these martial arts people. Whether they live or die, they have nothing to do with them. If they care too much, they will deny themselves.

In fact, the scene in front of me is really too weird.

The handsome Tang Buxiu was affectionately facing a round fat woman. The fat woman's fat little hands were still holding the scarred soft monk. Alas... what's this called?!

It must be that the Molian Holy Fruit played a role and confused people's hearts.

Everyone was afraid of Tang Buxiu and did not dare to step forward for a moment.

The old white-bearded man shouted, "Be careful! That witch must have used methods to confuse the monk. You must be careful!"

Tang Jiaren glanced at the old man with white beard and suddenly bared her white teeth.

The old white-bearded man felt humiliated and furious, but he just poked his crutch and shouted loudly: "It's outrageous!"

Zhan Cangkong happened to be standing next to the old man with white beard. He stretched out his hand and pulled the old man's white beard hard, and smiled and said, "I have a big temper."

The white-bearded old man was so angry that he raised his crutch to fight Zhan Cangqiong.

Huang Ruyi suddenly screamed, rushed up, and beat the white-bearded old man all over the ground for his teeth. At the end, she spat and said contemptuously: "Old immortal bitch! Dare to hit our palace master! Do you know who our palace master is? That is Prince Wu, the court appointed by the court! When you hit him, you want to rebel?!"

The white-bearded old man remembered that Zhan Cangkong's other identity was indeed... unable to fight.

Tang Buxiu understood in his heart that this battle was destined to end with a life-and-death battle, but he did not want to stain the mountains with blood, which made the place where the Tang Sect lived for five hundred years become stinky.

He sang: "More than 150 years ago, the Tang Sect lived in seclusion for the sake of the Molian Holy Fruit, but a baby girl."

When everyone heard Tang Buxiu mention this matter on his own initiative, they immediately shut up, for fear of missing a half-important news.

Tang Buxiu continued: "The mother of this baby girl is a Tang sect woman who has taken the Molian Holy Fruit."

Everyone sighed.

Tang Buxiu smiled and said, "At that time, the young men from various sects surrounded the Tang sect women in the name of admiration, but finally shared them and ate them. People don't know what this Tang sect woman had experienced to be able to merge with the Molian Holy Fruit again and again. She didn't know that she secretly gave birth to a baby girl.

In order to protect the baby girl, the Tang Sect lived in these mountains. The baby girl grew up and married the leader of the Tang Sect and gave birth to children. And I am the baby girl's son - Tang Buxiu!"

The three words were loud and loud, as if three thunders struck everyone's hearts, making their souls tremble.

People started to whisper, but in the end, there was a huge uproar. It was because someone calculated that it was a hundred and fifty years later!

Someone asked: "The leader of the Tang sect lives a long life this year?"

Some people asked, "Is this true?"

Someone even asked: "What happened in the past 100 or 50 years?"

Tang Buxiu was not going to answer the questions of the crowd, but said, "You think the Molian Holy Fruit is a good thing, but you don't know how painful it will cost to be if you want to merge with it. You are no different from those from more than 150 years ago. You all yearn for the Molian Holy Fruit, achieve your own selfish desires, and share them with them!

Today, I will tell you that anyone who wants to get her flesh and blood without getting gifts from a beautiful woman will be backfired. The result is terrible and extraordinary.

I have to say this, if you have a brain, you will leave on your own. If you are not afraid of death, come over and I will send you to reincarnate!"

Tang Buxiu's eyes looked around everyone, feeling a sense of intimidation and oppression, just like thick clouds, which could cause heavy rain to pour down at any time, leaving nowhere to hide.

Some people's ideas were shaken.

But most people did not believe Tang Buxiu's words, thought he was afraid and was weaving lies.

Who may have lived for more than a hundred years? Is the person who has lived for more than a hundred years? Is it Tang Buxiu's mother or Tang Buxiu? I can't even make up the lies!

Seeing everyone's attitude, Tang Buhui curled his lips and smiled, saying, "It seems that my story has no touching effect. Well, there will be future troubles when you let the tiger go back to the mountain. You... come on." He stretched out his hand and posed for the battle.

Zhan Cangqiong immediately whispered loudly: "Wait! I am the most disgraceful person who claims to be the righteous martial arts world, who are so proud of you, doing the shameless thing of the chicken crowing and dog thieves." A few big strides rushed to Tang Jiaren, stood still, raised his eyebrows and said, "These mountains are from the Tang Sect. Tang Jiaren lives in the Tang Sect, and no one is allowed to move! Otherwise... I slaughtered him all over the door!"

Huang Ruyi, Fang Heizi, He Zilang and Chu Lan all surrounded Tang Jiaren and shouted in unison: "Who moves, slaughter him all over the family!"

Everyone muttered, and had a different idea.

Meng Shuilan poked her head out of a dense tree and said, "I am the master of Baichuan Pavilion. Today I saw your face. I will definitely go back and write well so that the world can know the charm of all the martial arts predecessors."

Meng Tianqing poked his head out of another tree and pulled his neck and shouted, "That... Master of the Five Monsters, the concubine you just married was pregnant, but your mother thought she was born in a fireworks place and insisted on aborting the fetus in her belly. Don't you go back to comfort me? That owner of Fuxi Tower, your brother is leading someone to dig up the treasures you have accumulated over the years, and you are still fighting here? Isn't it suitable? And... Oh, Master of Ruoshui Pavilion, do you know what happened to your wife and your groom? Do you want to go back and solve it?"

All the people named by Meng Tianqing changed their faces and didn't have time to say polite words, so they hurried back with them.

It's so bad to be named as a public and dissect the secret.

Immediately, a tall man whispered loudly: "Baichuan Pavilion has never participated in martial arts disputes before it can stand for a hundred years. What does the master Baichuan Pavilion and the second Pavilion Master mean? Do you have to be enemies with the entire martial arts world?!"

Meng Shuilan smiled with a good temper and said, "I don't have the courage or the meaning. But..." He paused slightly, "I can't control my brother who is distorted. He has a broken mouth and is good at telling shameful truths. I have no choice."

The tall man sneered: "Since that's the case, let me teach you a lesson!" After saying that, he suddenly attacked Meng Tianqing.

Meng Shuilan raised her hand directly and pointed the exquisite crossbow tied to her wrist at the tall man. A row of short arrows shot out, forcing the man to stop and said coldly: "My brother, do you dare to move too? Are you thinking that there is no one in Baichuan Pavilion?!"

The tall man was furious and raised his hand. More than 30 subordinates came out and rushed towards the two brothers.
Chapter completed!