Meng Lianen couldn't help laughing, and soon apologized: "I don't know what he means, this matter, alas, ......" At the beginning, Bian Xiliang went to Wuzhuang to view his relationship with Meng Lianen, and only then met Wu Luo, and then carefully presented the gift, pleading in a low voice, Wu Luo didn't care about the previous matter.

Unexpectedly, less than ten days later, Bian Xiliang suddenly put up a shelf and asked Wu Luo to go out fifty miles to meet him.

Wu Luo sneered and waved his hand: "Don't pay attention to him, love doesn't come!"

He was about to continue to look for Gu Muqing as planned, when suddenly a few people outside the courtyard shouted: "Where is Wu Luo?

"Hey, why are you like this, Lord Wu's residence, don't trespass......"

Someone had already pushed open a round door in front of him with a grunt and broke in, the person was not very old, that is, thirteen or fourteen years old, dressed as a scholar, but he looked extremely arrogant, ignoring Wu Luo and Meng Lianen, making an old-fashioned appearance, holding his hands behind his back, looking around the courtyard.

"You are so rude, if you don't go out again, don't blame us for not being considerate in Wuzhuangguan!" Several of Meng Lianen's junior disciples chased in, and his words were a little unpolite.

The scholar sneered, and looked at a few Wuzhuang Guanmen people with disdain: "Do you dare to move a single hair of the young master to try? Don't say that your small Wuzhuang Guan, it is the Nine Heavenly Gates, and our family can also demolish it for you!"

He casually pointed to the courtyard: "There are so many people crowded together, he Wu Luo occupies a courtyard alone, what a big one! But it's okay, let him pack up and move out, this courtyard is for our young master." ”

Meng Lianen frowned, but he didn't attack on the spot, but whispered to Wu Luo: "This is the person sent by Bian Xiliang to deliver the message. ”

Wu Luo had already guessed in his heart that the "young master" in the mouth of this scholar was only afraid that he was Bian Xiliang's backer, otherwise Bian Xiliang would never dare to call himself out so blatantly.

But he didn't care who the "young master" was, he waved his hand and said: "Catch it and throw it out, how far and how far you throw it, the face is left here to be an eyesore." If something happens, I'll take care of it. ”

"Okay!"

A few people in Wuzhuang Guan have long looked at the kid unpleasantly, and at a young age, he learned a commanding style, and he really regarded himself as an uncle?

The three of them set out together to catch the scholar. I thought that a thirteen or fourteen-year-old little scholar was not ready to be caught, but I didn't expect the scholar to sneer, and the blue light outside his body flowed, and the three of them were flicked by the green light, and they actually took a few steps back!

"Just because you also want to move the master?"

The scholar had a triumphant face, but unfortunately he wasn't proud enough, Wu Luo's fingers flicked lightly, and the scholar's dark cyan light curtain was suddenly shattered, and a force of gravity hit him fiercely, and with a muffled sound, the scholar flew up with a scream. Far crossed the distance of thousands of zhang and fell outside the gate of Wuzhuang Temple.

Such a big living person was thrown out. Outside Wuzhuang Temple, I dare not say that it is a sea of people now, and it is also one after another, and the people around suddenly laughed.

The scholar was ashamed and angry, and his face was flushed: "Wu Luo, you bastard, you wait for me! Master, I must you not survive, you can't die!"

The scholar shouted these words, and the people around him were surprised: Who doesn't know who Wu Luo is? What is the origin of this scholar, and he has such a big breath?

The monks suddenly didn't dare to laugh anymore, and asked about the origin of the scholar. But none of the people present knew him.

Wu Luo sent the arrogant scholar, shook his hand, and went to the place where the court was stationed.

Gu Muqing went out this time, but she returned empty-handed, and the person she wanted to arrest hid in the wilderness of the Great Relic, she rushed in and searched for ten days, but still found nothing, so she had to retreat with a sulk.

reported the results to her boss this time, and her boss naturally didn't dare to blame her, but persuaded her warmly for a while. Of course, Gu Muqing knows why her boss is so tolerant of herself, to be honest, she doesn't like this kind of environment, she enjoys the role of "Wu Luo's lover", but only in front of Wu Luo. But she can't stop others from labeling her like that. When everyone gets along with her, the first thing that comes to mind is Wu Luo.

In this regard, she also understands that this is human nature, and there is only helplessness.

When she came out of her boss, she saw Wu Luo standing at the door of the courtyard looking at him with a smile, Gu Muqing looked at his somewhat bad smile, and the unhappiness in her heart before immediately disappeared.

When I didn't meet, I thought about it very much, but when I met, it was as plain as water.

She walked over slowly, pouted, and said, "It seems like I'm always a step late." ”

Back then, she was one step later than Song Jianmei. Now even Zhu Jin is one step ahead of her.

Wu Luo looked around, suddenly stepped forward and hugged her, pushed into the shadow of the wall on the side, and kissed her first.

Gu Muqing was caught off guard and almost screamed out, and when Wu Luo's evil deeds succeeded, he quickly put her down again, Gu Muqing reacted, two red glows flew on his cold face, and he hammered a powder fist in front of him: "I'm going to die, and I don't know where!"

Wu Luo nodded: "Okay, now start pretending to be a gentleman." ”

He really didn't smile, which made Gu Muqing laugh again.

He and Gu Muqing were "newlywed", fifty miles away, the scholar was running all the way to the place where Bian Xiliang and the others were.

When he was about to arrive, he suddenly stopped, rolled on the spot, tore his clothes in several places, slapped him in the face a few times, and punched his nose to bleed.

Although Wu Luo threw him out of Wuzhuang Guan, he was extremely measured, he just fell and was not injured.

After tossing himself extremely miserable, the evil slave cried and hoped that Bian Xiliang and the others would go.

Fifty miles away was a small mound not very high, with grass overgrown at the top of the slope and a few dwarf flowering trees. One of the dilapidated gazebos.

Bian Xiliang and his party sat in this pavilion.

Outside the pavilion, there were eight samurai handles dressed in strong suits and armor, and in the pavilion, in addition to Bian Xiliang and a young son, there was also a withered old man.

The old man seemed to be about to materialize, and sat against a pillar with his eyes closed, unable to find a trace of life in his body.

Bian Xiliang deliberately flattered, and in this simple pavilion, he actually put out a few plates of fresh fruits and some delicate pastries. There is also a small jar of fine wine on the table, poured into two silver bowls, the wine is rich in aroma, amber in color, and it looks like it is more than 60 years old.

"Come, Yu Shao, have another drink. I'm also stained with your light, otherwise I wouldn't be blessed to drink the three hundred years of survival of my master's brother. ”

The jade young man sitting opposite has a face like a crown of jade, eyes like a star, and his black hair is meticulously pulled into a bun, and he is buttoned with a crown carved from a piece of beautiful jade. is indeed a handsome boy who is very easy to gain the favor of others.

Na Yu Shao also raised the silver bowl: "The seniors are too polite, Yu Er is ashamed." ”

The two of them touched the silver bowl and drank it to their heart's content.

Under the mound, a terrible cry sounded: "Young master, young master, you have to make the decision for me......"

Yu Er was stunned for a moment, got up and came out, the scholar had already crawled up with a rolling belt, and threw himself in front of Yu Er and cried: "Young Master, Young Master, I was beaten so badly!"

Yuer frowned: "Shì Yu, what's the matter, how did you become like this?"

The scholar shì Yu cried and cried: "Young master, I went to Wuzhuang Guan, and said good words to that Wu Luo, but I didn't expect him not only not to come out to greet him, but instead scolded him, saying that he hadn't heard of our Guyu family, the Guyu family is a fart, the little one was not angry, and he quarreled with him, and he was beaten like this by those people under him, and he also threw the villain out of Wuzhuang Guan, young master, the little incompetence, embarrassed our Guyu family!"

Yu Er sneered, turned around and said, "Sure enough, as the predecessor said, this Wu Luo is really arrogant!" Bian Xiliang went to Ruolu Prison to see Wu Luo under the pressure of "sect righteousness". Speaking of which, they united to suppress Wu Luo before, but later found that they couldn't suppress it, so they had to lower their voices to make amends. Wu Luo didn't treat him well, but Bian Xiliang waited in the Yanshan Courtyard for seven days, which made him feel "insulted".

Along the way, he intentionally or unintentionally said some bad things about Wu Luo in front of Yu Er.

He Bian Xiliang has been practicing Taoism for nearly a thousand years, and it is too easy to fool a son of a family like Yu Er who is not deeply involved in the world, and sure enough, outside the Wuzhuang Temple, Yu Er's perception of Wu Luo has been found to the extreme, and he deliberately stopped and did not leave, and sent his scholar to Wuzhuang Temple, so that Wu Luo came to greet him.

Yu Er has nothing to do and still has to find trouble, now that his favorite scholar has been beaten like this, how can Yu Er still be patient? Immediately shouted angrily: "The madman is so daring!"

"Where are the eight great generals!"

The eight samurai guarding outside the pavilion shouted in unison: "The last general!"

Yu Er gritted his teeth and ordered: "Go to Wuzhuang Guan immediately and arrest Wu Luo to see me, whether he is dead or alive!"

"Yes!"

The eight warriors paused slightly, then rose to the sky, and eight clusters of raging flames, with the sound of rolling wind and thunder, went straight to Wuzhuang Temple.

Bian Xiliang was secretly happy in his heart, but on the surface, he looked worried about Yu Er: "Alas, Yu Shao, you are still young, you are too impulsive, although Wu Luo is arrogant, but he really has some ability, I am just afraid of ...... Alas!"

Yu Er sneered: "Hmph, how can the eight great generals of my Gu Yu family be incompetent! Seniors, wait, in less than an hour, that dog and crazy man will definitely be captured!"

"Alas......"

A long sigh came from behind the two of them. Bian Xiliang and Yu Eryi turned around, and the withered old man, who had been sitting against the pillar like a dead man, slowly opened his eyes. A trace of spiritual power flowed out of his eyes, and the lightning couldn't stop swimming all over his body.

His body, which had been lifeless, slowly moved and stood up.

It feels like a dried corpse that suddenly shakes off the mud and dust on its body and comes back to life.

(It's another weekend...... ）RO！。