Chapter 279 Sweet and Sour
The sword energy surged, and the Changhong pierced the sun!
The cold sword light was like lightning, covering Pei Junlin's whole body with an astonishing chill.
"Well done!"
Pei Junlin, who was standing on the wall, suddenly let out a soft drink, and made a vacant move with his fingers, and a tree branch that fell on the ground appeared in his hand. The branch was blessed with mana, emitting a radiant brilliance, comparable to the hardest Bailian stainless steel.
Ding Ding! Ding Ding! !
The crisp sound of collision sounded in the air, and Pei Junlin and Wang Ziqiong were already fighting together. Of course, Pei Junlin didn't use powerful mana at all, but just fought back with pure physical strength.
With his current formidable cultivation base, even the strength of pure physical body is enough to crush the powerhouses of any level in the Grand Master realm. This time, Pei Junlin is purely for pointing Wang Ziqiong.
In the blink of an eye, the courtyard was filled with sharp sword energy, and the sword light shone like a cold star.
"Slow! The sword is too slow and the strength is too small!"
"Angle, pay attention to the angle! Be tricky!"
"Wang Ziqiong, what you are practicing now is a top-level sword technique contained in Taiqing Yuxu Kung Fu, called Taiqing Sword Technique. The core essence of this sword technique lies in the strange and changeable sword moves, which are unexpected! "
"Are you a child playing around, sword moves are so monotonous, do you only know how to chop and stab?"
"I'm going, are you a pig? Why don't you just focus on attacking and don't care about your body's defense? The door is wide open. If I were the enemy, you would have died many times!"
"Prince Qiong, you are really ignoring your aptitude. The true essence of swordsmanship is not only attack and defense, you have to learn to integrate with the sword in your hand, it is a part of your body!"
"Sword Intent! Sword Intent is the most terrifying and essence of swordsmanship. Only when you understand Sword Intent, will you have the qualifications to become a peerless swordsman!"
With the passage of time, Pei Junlin, who originally existed to guide Wang Ziqiong's swordsmanship, became furious at some point, spitting out his poisonous tongue, and the roar resounded throughout the courtyard, attracting many people from the Pei family around. The members were silent, and even the sound of walking footsteps became much lighter.
In the impression of many members of the Pei family, Pei Junlin actually had a good temper. Although he was a little cold, he was still nice to everyone, but today he lost his temper like this, which was unprecedented.
In the courtyard, Prince Qiongxiang was dripping with sweat and her face was pale. Despite Pei Junlin's venomous tongue and abuse, she insisted on gritting her teeth and remained silent. Her peerless and beautiful face was full of stubbornness.
Finally, after an unknown amount of time, Wang Ziqiong was exhausted suddenly, and the long sword in her hand was knocked down to the ground. She wanted to bend down to pick it up, but found that her wrist was swollen and she couldn't even hold the sword firmly.
Nowhere in his body hurt anymore, but Wang Ziqiong still gritted his teeth, and remained silent.
Pei Junlin came back to his senses and noticed that Wang Ziqiong was in a state where he was approaching the limit. The next second, he wished he could give himself a slap in the face. He was only concerned about his energy and blood just now, and completely ignored Wang Ziqiong's physical condition.
"Yes... I'm sorry, I'm out of breath!"
Pei Junlin was a little lacking in confidence. Originally, he thought that after returning this time, the relationship between husband and wife could be restored. Who would have thought that accidents would happen again? With his violent temper, he is really not suitable to be a people's teacher!
Wang Ziqiong sat on the ground blankly, motionless, as if she hadn't heard Pei Junlin's apology.
This once again made Pei Junlin a little at a loss, and finally reached out and grabbed one of Wang Ziqiong's arms, controlling the mana to help Wang Ziqiong recover the consumed energy, and at the same time cultivate the strained muscles.
Who would have thought that just after he started to instill his mana, Wang Ziqiong broke free suddenly, and said coldly, "I don't need your help!"
After finishing speaking, Wang Ziqiong stubbornly got up from the ground, lifted her heavy legs, and walked towards the room.
But before she could take a few steps, someone suddenly picked her up and leaned against a strong chest.
"Pei Junlin, who told you to hug me, let me go!"
Wang Ziqiong's complexion changed drastically, she scolded angrily, her cold and beautiful eyes were covered with a thick frosty color, even though she was a little weak at the moment, the aura of the billionaire female president was still fully displayed, majestic and inviolable.
If you were an ordinary person, you might really be bluffed, but unfortunately, Pei Junlin ignored all of this.
On the contrary, his pair of pitch-black eyes were lowered, with a hint of teasing: "Wang Ziqiong, don't put on your president's airs, other people may not know me, don't you know me? You think I'm eating you Someone with that set?"
Wang Ziqiong, who had a majestic face and frosty eyes, gritted her teeth, almost crushing her teeth in anger.
How could she forget that the man in front of her was a rogue and scoundrel. If she really wanted to offend this guy, she could do anything.
For this reason, she suffered not once or twice, but she was fainted by the bastard in front of her on the bed a few times...
Looking back on the past, Wang Ziqiong is really afraid that the man next to him will become demonic again!
Sure enough, as if to prove Wang Ziqiong's conjecture, at this moment, Pei Junlin's eyes gleamed with evil intentions, scanning up and down the exquisite body lines of Wang Ziqiong in his arms: "Wife, are you You didn't miss me, so you deliberately put on a face for me?"
"Bastard, the devil misses you, Pei Junlin, I warn you, if you dare to mess around... Ah, bastard, what are you doing?!"
"I'll heal your wounds! We, husband and wife, haven't practiced together for a long time. It just so happens that your body is very weak now, so I'll help you mend it!"
"Bastard, you put me down quickly, otherwise, I... I can't spare you!"
"Then you have to wait until your cultivation level improves, you are just a weakling now!"
Gradually, the yelling in the depths of the room gradually changed, and was replaced by another slapstick tone... When Pei Junlin got out of bed and got dressed, it was already more than an hour later.
Refreshed, he looked down at the woman who fell into a deep sleep on the soft big bed, and smiled triumphantly.
There is nothing that can't be resolved in bed in the conflict between husband and wife. If it doesn't work, then do it again, unless the man is too useless to satisfy a woman at all.
Otherwise, all contradictions will soon be gradually faded and forgotten as they climb to the top of the cloud.
In fact, Pei Junlin didn't want to get up so soon. Even if the outside world is a big deal, how can it be as comfortable as sleeping with his woman in his arms, but Hong Tianlei kept sending messages to urge him , I can't stand it anymore, there are guests at home again, and there are more than one wave, it's too strong...
When Pei Junlin rushed to the reception room in the front yard, he saw that in the huge reception room, besides Yan Qingshan's group of people, there were two other groups of people. It was Li Xiurong who had met once, that is, Li Chaoran's father, the owner of the Dizi Pavilion in the Hengduan Mountains Division.
The iconic beard and the violent lion-like aura on his body are really eye-catching!
As for the other group of people, there are two men with the same unfathomable aura, with a strong smell of blood on their bodies. The leader is tall and slender, with a refined attitude, which is the complete opposite of Li Xiurong. temperament.
In a corner of the living room, the housekeeper Hong Tianlei stood there silently, motionless, and even the corner of his mouth twitched a bit. The posture of Hong Tianlei, a top-notch master of the ninth rank, is enough to prove the identity of the visitor in the living room. Extraordinary.
Seeing Pei Junlin coming in, Hong Tianlei heaved a long sigh of relief as if seeing a savior. He really couldn't stand Pei Junlin's coming again.
What kind of people are there in the living room in front of him? Just the inadvertent breath makes him, the top expert of the ninth rank of the master, tremble. It is a kind of majesty that comes from the depths of the soul. Those who suppress the soul of the master and strong.
It's like in the jungle, the king of beasts' natural suppression of ordinary weak animals.
"Today, how many magpies are chirping in my Pei family, why are there so many important figures suddenly here! It's really flourishing!"
Pei Junlin laughed loudly and walked in.
"Oh, so it's Uncle Li. I haven't seen you for a long time, but your beard is still so eye-catching! How is Chao Ran now?"
Pei Junlin was the first to say hello to Li Xiurong. After all, this is Li Chaoran's father, the owner of the Zizi Pavilion in the Hengduan Mountains, and he does not look at the face of the monk but at the face of the Buddha.
"Haha, my little brat is fine! King's Landing, you really surprised Uncle!"
Seeing Pei Junlin coming in, Li Xiurong's eyes suddenly showed a strong look of surprise, and he stood up from the chair first.
"My uncle has remembered everything you have done to Chaoran!"
Pei Junlin smiled and said: "It's okay! It's okay! Chaoran is my brother, and I will help if I can!"
While speaking, Pei Junlin turned his head and nodded slightly at Yan Qingshan, and then his eyes fell on the man with a refined temperament: "I think this is Senior Yuan Ye, the owner of the Tianzi Pavilion in the Taihang Mountains. I have been waiting for a long time!"
When he was with Li Chaoran, Pei Junlin already knew the three major divisions of the Yanhuang Organization through Li Chaoran's mouth, and the simple high-level situation. Through comparison, he confirmed the identity of the elegant man in front of him at a glance.
The man with a refined temperament had a strange light in his eyes, and looked up and down at Pei Junlin standing in front of him. After a long time, he sighed, "It's really awesome for young people! It's unbelievable! It's unbelievable!"
"Pei Junlin, when you stand here, I suddenly realize that I am already very old. In the future, this huge country will be dominated by you young people!"
"Pavilion Master Yuan is too modest. You are the most golden age in your life. During the peak period of martial arts, the real pillars of the country. How can we juniors compare to it!" Pei Junlin laughed.
"Come on, everyone, sit down!"
"Today, all the bosses gather at my Pei's house. You must treat them with good wine and meat. If you don't get drunk, you won't return!"
Pei Junlin warmly greeted everyone. It was hard for anyone to imagine that in this small living room, at this moment, the most powerful forces in Huaxia Kingdom and the three top powerhouses belonging to the three major divisions of the Yanhuang Organization gathered.
Such a big man, any one of them, has his eyes on the world and is invincible. He is a god-like existence in the hearts of countless soldiers and even people in the martial arts world.
The three innate ninth ranks, such a formation, even Pei Junlin felt a lot of pressure, not to mention that the people around these big guys are all innate realm powerhouses. In the huge living room, the number of innate powerhouses Reached eight!
Such a powerful force is enough to overthrow a small country!
ps: Let me start with an update today, let me slowly sort out the outline and ideas, the next plot will be the climax of the whole book, whether the grades rise or not, it’s all here, be careful and careful!