Chapter 243 Hidden Too Deep, the Crisis of the Wang Family

Boss Lang couldn't see Li Qingmiao's thoughts.

However, he had already made plans for the relationship between this boy and himself, and he did not hide his secrets: "The monster has been attacking the city from yesterday evening to now. Why is this?"

Li Qingmiao: "Bring us down?"

Boss Lang nodded and shook his head: "Yes, no. They are indeed delaying, but they will not wait until we collapse. The defenders of Mingzhou Fucheng are not strong, but they are also from the regular army. It will be no problem to fight like this for ten or twenty days. of."

Li Qingmiao: "Are they looking for an opportunity?"

Boss Lang grunted: "They may find a way to break through the city with minimal force at some point. As long as they do it quickly enough, they will make money whether the fairy mountain comes or not."

Li Qingmiao wondered: "If the fairy mountain comes, they will die. How can they make money?"

Boss Lang couldn't help but slap the kid on the back of the head: "With so many monsters in Dawu, will they only focus on one place in Mingzhou City? No matter how fast the fairy mountain comes, I have never heard that it can appear in two places at the same time."

"This is the benefit of being strong and having large numbers. The monsters are clearly bullying us because we are too weak, and there is nothing the Fairy Mountain can do about it."

At this point, he sighed again: "In this world, the fairy mountain cannot protect everyone. So you must be strong enough, otherwise the fairy mountain cannot take care of you for a while, and you will have to wait for death."

"I understand, Uncle Lang is wise." Li Qingmiao nodded thoughtfully: It seems... my mother is strong enough, and she can only be obedient if she is not allowed to stand out.

If I were a martial arts sect like my mother, I wouldn't have Uncle Lang's worries. Li Qingmiao thought so, her expression on her face was similar to that of Boss Lang, with a hint of loneliness.

Of course, if Boss Lang knew what this kid was thinking, he would most likely want to spit blood on his face: Labor and management don't want to have this trouble, and they want to have the support of Mrs. Wu Zong.

It's a pity that his mother fell ill and died early, and she didn't catch up with the good time for the immortal mountain to be born.

Boss Lang actually doesn't expect my mother to become a martial artist. As long as she has good food and drink, she will still be able to walk like flying in her seventies, so it's okay to let him fulfill his filial piety.

Just as he was thinking about it, Boss Lang's expression suddenly changed and he looked not far outside the city. Li Qingmiao did the same thing.

I saw two giant long worms that were constantly twisting, carrying a demon king-level aura, rushing out from the ground and heading straight into the sky.

Two Wu Zongs guarding Mingzhou City were fighting fiercely with hundreds of demon generals and two demon kings.

Originally, they relied on their strength to overwhelm the monster group, but they could only occasionally kill a few demon generals, and there was nothing they could do against the two demon king leaders.

But now two demon king leaders actually emerged from the ground. The two martial arts sects who had never encountered such a situation were caught off guard.

The situation on both sides reversed almost instantly.

What's even worse is that the demon generals seemed to have been prepared, and they attacked frantically at the same time. They used their numbers and thick skin to stop the two martial arts masters, preventing them from retreating.

In the blink of an eye, the two martial arts masters could only be trapped in place, sitting and watching the attack of the four demon kings.

The two martial sects roared in unison, the blood in their bodies surged, and the weapons in their hands also lit up with a bright purple light.

They knew at a glance that they couldn't escape, so they had to fight tooth and nail.

Boss Lang and Li Qingmiao both had ugly faces.

The timing of this attack by the monster is really not bad.

Generally speaking, the strength between human martial arts masters, blood slayers, and demon kings are at the same level, but they are half a level behind. Most of them will be at a disadvantage in one-on-one battles.

In other words, Xianshan sells a large number of weapons, and there are too many second-round masters to popularize them, but Wu Zong can basically ensure that everyone has one, and it is still a high-quality product.

Without weapons in hand, these two martial sects would not be able to tangle with hundreds of demon generals and two demon kings all night long.

But after a night of fighting, they didn't get a good rest.

Now the two of them were facing off against four demon kings, two of which were still in their prime.

This is no longer a gap that the two weapons can even out.

There was almost only one thought in Mr. Lang's mind: It would be best if both sides suffered losses, and the two martial sects could fight to kill the four demon kings. Otherwise, the city of Mingzhou would be destroyed, and his group would also suffer.

"How dare you, monster, bully my human race!" an angry female voice sounded.

Before Mr. Lang had time to react, he felt a fierce wind pressure on his forehead, pressing him down and dwarfing him.

Then I felt a white line flashing in my sight.

And because it was too fast, the white line seemed to immediately turn into a black mark.

He blinked, and the afterimage of the black marks gradually faded away, and a figure appeared in the battle circle between the two martial arts masters and the four-headed demon king.

At the same time, the bodies of the two demon kings, who were fierce and ready for a sneak attack, were shattered into pieces.

Large areas of black and red, mixed with colorful fragments, appeared in a radial shape, spraying all over the sky, like a flesh and blood firework.

Li Qingmiao's eyes lit up: "Hey, you can actually push the mountain palm faster with the Tianluo hand?"

The Tianluo Shou can strike as fast as lightning without being seen, but if you want to hit the Demon King with one palm and scatter it all over the sky, you have to use the Push Mountain Palm.

The two demon kings who had been fighting all night had frightened faces and stared blankly in front of them.

There was a middle-aged woman dressed in blue linen.

Her sleeves were rolled up to her elbows, and her hands were pressing and pulling, pulling on a long purple thread.

The long line snaked through the head of one of the demon kings.

There is also a sword-shaped flying shuttle made of purple bamboo tied to the end of the line. The sharp sword-like head of the shuttle just passes through the back of the last demon king's head.

The middle-aged woman raised her hands and drew the purple bamboo sword shuttle from the demon king's head.

With another flick, the long line of purple light left circles of afterimages in the air.

After a few breaths, the purple bamboo sword shuttle turned around, drew a large arc, and flew towards the woman.

She gently raised her hand, caught the sword shuttle and put it into her sleeve, then her figure flashed and disappeared.

At this time, the hundreds of demon generals who were besieging the two martial sects fell to the ground like rain.

Either their brains were penetrated with bleeding holes, or their bodies were cut into several pieces, and they were all destroyed in an instant.

After a full ten breaths, Mr. Lang's open mouth suddenly closed, and he suddenly turned his head and stared at him: "Qingmiao, that's your mother. Isn't it that your Uncle Lang is dazzled?"

Li Qingmiao was slightly better than him, but it was only limited. He said nonchalantly: "Probably not."

Boss Lang grabbed his arm: "Your mother... ah no, sister-in-law, is she already Master Wu Zun?"

Li Qingmiao was startled, and threw his hand away angrily: "Uncle Lang, you think too beautifully. If she were a Martial Master, would I still hide it? She might be one of the top 100 in the world."

Boss Lang hesitated when he heard the words, but he still couldn't believe it: "It can't be the Wuzong, right?" He couldn't help but glance outside the city.

Two moves! Just two moves, one move to kill four demon kings, one move to kill hundreds of demon generals, the hell are you telling me this is Wuzong?

So who are the four martial sects in Mingzhou Fucheng? Are they just like his boss Lang, who only has two and six rounds?

Li Qingmiao was also confused because...his mother didn't even need a sword to beat him, she could just whip him with her Tianluo hand and make him run away with his head in his arms.

Wang Maimai's method of controlling the purple bamboo sword shuttle was indeed Tianluo Hand, but Li Qingmiao really didn't know anything about this move that made the shuttle fly like a flying sword.

He could only lament in his heart: Mom, you hid it too deeply!

At the same time, Boss Lang next to him was also roaring in his heart: It was clearly done by you in two steps, but you actually watched two scumbag Wuzong fight with the monster all night.

Sister-in-law of the Li family, you... are hiding it too deeply!

…

Dawu Zhongting, Jiangbei East Road, Wang Tiedan was looking around nervously.

Suddenly my mother's voice came from behind: "Boss, is it true that no one takes the things at home?"

Wang Tiedan's body trembled, and he tried his best to lower his voice: "Mom, keep it down, keep it down, we're on our way."

The Wang family also knew that she had made a mistake. She was used to chatting loudly on weekdays, but she didn't stop it this time.

But I still remember the question just now: "There are so many things at home, really don't take them? What a waste."

Wang Tiedan smiled bitterly, but he was not angry either.

My mother has lived a hard life since she was a child. In recent years, my family has become affluent and I am not used to lavishing money.

Moreover, I have lived in my home in Zhoushan Village all my life. Now that I have to leave after listening to the warning from Xianshan, I feel naturally uneasy.

"That's enough, please stop saying a few words." Father Wang finally spoke.

The Wang family's mother glared and wanted to yell back, but her eldest daughter-in-law Chunmiao beside her covered her mouth: "Mom, don't yell, otherwise we will be in danger if you attract monsters."

The old lady nodded and hummed in her nose.

The eldest daughter-in-law had nothing to say to her, and she also added three grandchildren to the family.

The three grandsons blossomed again, adding seven great-grandsons to the Wang family.

Wang Erdan doesn't even have a son.

It can be said that the eldest daughter-in-law has single-handedly strengthened the bloodline of Lao Wang's family several times, which is stronger than any other advantage.

Moreover, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are the most sincere people in the family towards Shennong, and they have a lot in common.

Therefore, the old lady of the Wang family, who has a bad temper and likes to argue, has the best attitude towards her eldest daughter-in-law and is willing to listen to her advice.

Father Wang hummed: "You, me, and Chun Miao barely made it to the second round, but we have never fought against monsters before. It was a disservice to us, and in the end, the boss was the only one to bear the burden."

The old lady of the Wang family fell silent.

Father Wang didn't stop: "Boss, they don't dare to say anything about you, I have to say it. I asked you to move to the county to live permanently, but you didn't want to. Chunmiao often has to go back to the village to take care of you, and the boss is back from the county now. Pick us up.”

"To go to Fucheng now, the distance is more than half longer, and the risk is extremely high. If you really can't bear to part with those rags, then I will go back with you and wait to die together, so as not to drag down the big family like Boss Death."

Mrs. Wang tilted her head and said nothing, acknowledging her mistake.

The world is big and the children and grandchildren are the biggest.

She was just used to it and didn't want to harm her whole family for that worthless thing.

The journey finally became quiet.

There was only a little movement of the four people walking forward quickly, and there were no more words.

Except for Wang Erdan, the two generations of the Wang family have average martial arts qualifications.

The old couple and the eldest daughter-in-law have made it easier to get promoted in recent years. They have only reached the second and fourth levels, and have not yet fought in actual combat.

But this strength combined with the light weight characteristic of floating on the water makes it really labor-saving and fast to get on the road.

In less than half a day, the four of them passed the nearest town and headed straight for the county seat.

Wang Erdan bought them a house very early in the future. There was a housekeeper and maid to take care of it on weekdays. Wang Tiedan and Chunmiao had already moved here.

It's just that the Wang family prefers to chat and work with the aunts and grandmothers in the village in Zhoushan Village. She always comes back to stay for a few months every year.

When Xianshan warned, the old couple and his eldest daughter-in-law Chunmiao were in the village. Wang Tiedan asked his three sons to watch the door and prepare to go to Fucheng, and then hurried back to the city.

As the mainstay of the family, Wang Erdan once took his eldest brother Wang Tiedan out to fight for a period of time.

In Erdan's words, he doesn't need to get used to fighting, but he must not be unfamiliar with it.

If you are really in danger, no matter whether you are a novice or not, no matter whether you are a human or a monster, you can only rely on yourself for life and death.

Without Wang Tiedan accompanying them, the old couple and his wife might die if they randomly encounter a few white spies.

So, he must come.

Seeing that he was about to arrive at the county seat, Wang Tiedan breathed a sigh of relief.

Go into the city to meet up with your son, and then you can set off together to the nearest prefectural city.

Just as I was thinking this, there was a burst of noise from the county town.

The four people's faces changed, and they all jumped up to look into the distance, and saw that the county town was full of ghosts, and a large number of people were fleeing.

As some people ran closer, they finally heard some people shouting: "General Hu was killed."

"The city is broken, and there are all ghosts in the south."

"The ghosts have entered the city, run away."

The faces of the four Wang family members changed drastically, and the old mother of the Wang family regretted it even more: "The eldest brother shouldn't have come, I really deserve to die."

Wang Tiedan's face was livid, but he lowered his voice and said: "Mom, don't panic. Your three grandsons together are stronger than me, and they can protect themselves. Now we have to find them first, and then leave quickly."

If not, how dare he come alone to pick up his parents and wife.

The four people sped up and rushed to the county town.

There was chaos near the county wall, and the ghosts besieging the city and the people rushing out of the city were fighting everywhere.

But looking at the collapsed wall, Wang Tiedan was even more nervous: the strength of the monsters was beyond his ability to deal with the generals who could kill the city guards and destroy the city walls.

Of course, he had never thought of killing the monsters alone, but only wanted to find his sons and grandsons to leave together.

The monsters were chasing the people fleeing in the city, and the number did not seem too large.

It was only dangerous for them to rush into the city, but they might not die.

However, when the people had almost escaped, they would definitely be besieged if they stayed in the city, and their lives would be in danger.

Wang Tiedan clenched the sword in his hand, his mind tense, and rushed into the city gate with his parents and wife.

There was a white ghost fighting near the city gate blocking the way, and he saw his hand move.

Swish! A purple swept across, and the white ghost was split in half.

A man was defeated by the white ghost, and he was struggling, but the attack from the opposite side suddenly stopped.

He waved his hands in the air for several times before he stopped and found that the ferocious white ghost had been broken into two halves.

Knowing that he was lucky, the man collapsed and sat on the ground, breathing heavily.

But in just a few breaths, he gritted his teeth and stood up again, pulling his wife and children hiding next to him and ran out of the city.

Before running, he turned his head and looked back, and saw a group of four people rushing towards the city quickly, with purple knife lights slashing out, and all the ghosts were cut off.

Good man! I hope you can leave alive. The man secretly blessed his lifesaver and continued to run away.

At the moment, he could not protect himself, and he could only pray that the fairy mountain would bless each other.

Wang Tiedan was fully focused, and the war weapon in his hand, the big knife, seemed to be assisted by God. With one knife, the white ghost died immediately and the black ghost died instantly.

In his heart, he couldn't help but be grateful that his mother and wife were sincere to the fairy mountain, so that they could get such a weapon to kill ghosts.

He was even more thankful that the second brother had foresight and took him to kill many monsters personally, so he was not at a loss.