Idle game leads to another world.

Chapter 1820: Scars Revealed

Wang Junlong's emotions have always been very stable, perhaps due to the confidence that comes from his strong strength, just like Jiang Fengyue who was at ease when facing the masters of the entire Central Plains martial arts world. When he ran to block Shen Qingluo, he would explain that it was not his intention or something.

But Wang Junlong is also a human being after all, and as a human being he definitely has weaknesses.

Shen Qingshuang just kept telling him what he didn't want to hear, as if she was going to kick a cripple to death.

Seeing Wang Junlong roaring, his internal strength swelled, and his emotions were out of control, Shen Qingshuang not only did not restrain himself, but also intensified his anger:
"Shut up? What? Is it something shameful? That's right, bastards really can't talk about it."

Shen Qingluo, who was cooperating with Shen Qingshuang to besiege Wang Junlong, cast a puzzled look at him. Are you sick for provoking him like this?
Shen Qingshuang clearly saw it, but pretended not to see it and continued:
"Your mother is a royal concubine, but she was having an affair with someone of unknown identity. It's still unclear who your biological father is. You think you and your brother are siblings, but your brother never acknowledges you as a bastard."

Oh shit, there is actually a story behind this?
Shen Qingshuang's voice was not loud, but perhaps because she used her internal strength, everyone around her could hear it clearly.

Wu Shaoyi, who was playing the piano not far away, and Qin Yan, who was protecting her, also heard it. They felt like stopping the fight and listening to the story first.

——Everyone loves to read gossip.

Wang Junlong's mother was the eldest daughter of a powerful family and had long been taken as a concubine by the emperor of the north. Although she was a concubine, her family was quite powerful, so even the emperor had to give her some face.

At first everything was normal, and she gave birth to a son for the emperor, who is the prince who is now everywhere.

The subsequent development began to move in a strange direction.

A few years later, she was diagnosed with pregnancy again, but this time the child did not look like the emperor's child at all.

Logically speaking, although the emperor also had to consider the face of the aristocratic families behind him, anyone would be furious if such a big green hat was put on them.

"Even if your mother didn't die in childbirth, she would never have had a good ending. She died but left behind a bad reputation."

"I told you to shut up!"

Wang Junlong's pain point was hit, so he didn't hold back at all and attacked with both arms.

Even though Shen Qingshuang and Shen Qingluo each only took one hand, they felt the pressure suddenly increase and almost couldn't take it.

But Shen Qingshuang continued to taunt:
"You have felt deeply sorry for the Northern Royal Family since you were young, and you are willing to work like a slave for them. You have unstoppable abilities, but you were scolded by a playboy and couldn't even hold your head up. How pathetic, how pathetic."

Wang Junlong's eyes were wide open and bloodshot, and his breathing became obviously disordered and rapid. It was obvious that he was on the verge of losing control of his emotions.

When most people lose control of their emotions, the most they can do is throw a turtle punch, but when a grandfather with a physique of level 60 throws a turtle punch, no one here can stop him.

Shen Qingshuang saw it clearly, and her lips curled up slightly. Even though it was extremely difficult for her to resist Wang Junlong's powerful attack, her face looked very pale, but she still insisted:
"Even though you became the leader of the largest village in the north, you are still a coward. You listen to whatever they say without any complaints. But a bastard is still a bastard. You don't even have the qualifications to go back and visit your mother's grave."

"The second in charge!"

Wang Junlong punched away Shen Qingluo and Ning Xianer, and stared at Shen Qingshuang like a beast waiting to devour:
"I've treated you well, and now you're turning against me, so why are you exposing my scars?"

"Why? Just to let everyone see, let the whole world see who your wild father is!"

When Wang Junlong heard this, it was like a bomb exploded in his head, and his rationality was blown away by anger for a moment.

From Wang Junlong's subjective point of view, he was just distracted for a moment. When he looked again, Shen Qingluo had already flown backwards and fell heavily on a pile of snow not far away.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Shen Qingshuang laughed like a madman:

"You are indeed a beast. Many relatives and friends have died at your hands, right?" Shen Qingluo stopped Ning Xian'er. This fight was so meaningless and something felt wrong.

Shen Qingshuang is not a brainless person, nor is she someone who likes to show off her tongue. She has been provoking Wang Junlong one after another, and she may have other purposes.

She knew her cousin's character very well and knew she would never do anything just to please herself.

After all, she was being hunted down by Shen Qingluo just because of her momentary impulse.

Wang Junlong was panting like a cow. His terrifying internal strength made his breathing sound deafening. His energy had almost materialized and surrounded him like smoke.

If Lei Lei was present, she would be very surprised. This is basically a sign of physical cultivation entering the realm of Taoism. Wang Junlong's talent is terrifyingly high.

But Wang Junlong's talent comes at a price, for example, he will lose control.

"What? Did I hit a sore spot? A bastard like you can survive, isn't it because of your bastard father?"

When the Northern Royal Family found out that they had become the Cuckold King, they would be furious. It would be fine if the imperial concubine died of childbirth, but this bastard must not be allowed to survive.

No matter how powerful my mother's family is, they have no say in such matters. Besides, they certainly look down on this bastard of unknown origin.

Wang Junlong was just a baby at that time, how did he survive?

"What a shame, what a shame! Good deeds don't get good rewards. The village woman who picked you up, the merchant who adopted you, the mentor who taught you, and even the brothers in Fengyun Village were all beaten to death by you!"

The flesh all over Wang Junlong's body seemed to be jumping. It was beyond the range of muscle movement. It was more like a large ball of boiling gel that was stuck to the human skeleton.

Almost instantly, Wang Junlong disappeared from the spot, accompanied by white mist caused by compressed air and a terrible sonic boom. Wang Junlong punched Shen Qingshuang, who was lying on the snow pile.

The snow pile exploded like a bomb, and Shen Qingshuang's figure was still looming in the flying snowflakes.

"You killed your mother when you were born, and you killed your master when you grew up. Heaven and earth cannot tolerate this, but it's no wonder. After all, you are a monster, and a bastard of a monster!"

Although he could not see Shen Qingshuang, and could not accurately identify her location by the sound of her voice, Wang Junlong just swayed slightly left and right and disappeared from his sight again.

Then there was another terrible sonic boom, and the snow and wind that had been blown away were blown away again.

Wang Junlong's figure is literally as strong as an iron tower, while Shen Qingshuang has stopped growing due to the Mayfly Magic Skill. At her largest, she looks like a little girl of about ten years old.

The difference in body size is huge.

Wang Junlong punched Shen Qingshuang in the abdomen and lifted her up like a skewer of lamb.

But Shen Qingshuang seemed to feel no pain at all and continued to smile:

"You can pass yourself off as a human by wearing human skin? You think it's too easy."

Then, the image of Shen Qingshuang who was pierced turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared. This should be some kind of substitute method, not a simple illusion.

After all, Wang Junlong couldn’t be fooled by the illusion.

(End of this chapter)