The Legend of the Condor Heroes: From Being Expelled from Peach Blossom Island

Chapter 34 A bloody plot
Wu Chengyu turned his head to look at Sister Niu and the other ten people. They were also holding four-sided copper maces and two pistols. Except for Yu Laowu who was holding a short knife, the rest of them were holding long spears and swords. These weapons, including the steel spear in the hands of the strong man, were actually military weapons.

"It seems this guy is the one Big Brother Lu and the others are looking for. He's obviously not someone to be trifled with. If a fight breaks out, A Ku and I will have to stay away from him," Wu Chengyu thought to himself.

When Brother Lu and others saw the strong man, they were also slightly alert. Sister Niu stared at the other party and kept rubbing her fist as big as a clay pot.

Wu Chengyu didn't notice that the man and woman who came in first were now silent. The woman buried her head even lower, and her shoulders kept shaking. The man had really become a pretty boy now, his face was frighteningly pale. He didn't dare to sit anymore, so he stood up with his waist bent, his eyes rolling around.

The burly man stared at the woman as he entered the room, his face ashen. Without saying a word, he took off his straw raincoat, and in his arms he was actually holding a little girl.

The little girl seemed to have fallen asleep, her eyelids trembling as if she was dreaming, but there were traces of tears on her cheeks, and her hands were tightly clasped around the strong man's neck.

After the strong man put the little girl down, she finally came to her senses. She felt a little cold after leaving the strong man's arms. She shrank her neck and looked around, and soon found the woman.

"Mom, Dad, it's mom, Lian'er and Dad have found you. Mom, please don't leave. Lian'er misses you. Don't you want Lian'er anymore?"

The little girl burst into tears immediately when she saw the woman. She broke free from the strong man's hands and stumbled towards the woman. She fell to the ground after taking a few steps. She had no time to get up from the ground, so she crawled on her knees a few steps to the woman, hugged her legs tightly, and begged for mercy.

The woman seemed to have been acupunctured, her whole body stiff and unable to move. She let the little girl hold her, but it was obvious that she was not at peace inside, and her fists were clenched tightly.

The pretty boy Qian Yang bent down and knelt to hide behind the woman. He didn't dare to look up at the strong man and was shaking even more violently.

There was no mention of the pretty boy in the sturdy man's eyes. He just looked at his daughter with some pity, then walked up to the woman and sat down. He took out a wine gourd from his arms, tilted his head back and took a big gulp of wine, then glared at the woman angrily, still without saying a word.

Wu Chengyu, who was watching the show nearby, had no idea that the original short play of a dog licking a rich woman would suddenly become even more melodramatic. The scene before him was obviously that a married woman was seduced by a young pretty boy. After the two eloped, the original wife took their daughter and chased after his wife for thousands of miles.

Eloping? This is so rare. Wu Chengyu couldn't help but feel excited. The most common plots in ancient novels are many that praise freedom and love, but those who really elope, especially women, often do not have a good ending.

But in modern times, there is really no chance to see others eloping in life. In modern people's thinking, extramarital affairs are normal, and leaving the house with nothing is common, but the drama of two people making an appointment to escape is rare. What era is it now? If you want to break up, you can break up. If you want to find a lover, you can find a lover. There is no need to make so much trouble.

However, the scene in front of him made Wu Chengyu feel familiar. There was a graceful and elegant woman, a timid pretty boy, and a little girl crying while hugging her mother. If this was the case, shouldn't this strong man be holding a steel gun? Shouldn't he be equipped with a long sword?

Miao Renfeng, the Golden-faced Buddha who is invincible in the world, should be the protagonist of the current script.

Wu Chengyu felt like he had walked into the wrong set. The Legend of the Condor Heroes actually had the melodramatic plot from The Legend of the Condor Heroes. It was really exciting.

What a pity, this is not Shangjia Fort, and there is no love-minded Ma Chunhua from Pegasus Escort Agency, only Sister Niu whose arms are thicker than his legs.

The little girl hugged the woman and cried for help, but the woman seemed to have a heart of stone and was not moved at all. Sister Niu next to her finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"What's wrong with you, woman? You have the heart to abandon such a lovely girl. She almost fainted from crying. Look at you, you act like it has nothing to do with you. How can you be a mother like you? A woman like you who elopes with a pretty boy should be thrown into the pig cage."

Sister Niu kept cursing in a muffled voice, and Brother Lu next to her couldn't stop her no matter how hard he tried. Wu Chengyu was confused. Why did he suddenly feel that this strong man was not the main person tonight? It was obvious that the two parties did not know each other.

The only voice in the dilapidated temple at this moment was Sister Niu's. Ah Ku huddled in Wu Chengyu's arms, looking at the little girl across from him with some sympathy. They were probably about the same age. Ah Ku had no parents, but this little girl's mother didn't want her anymore. The little girl had cried so much that she was exhausted, and the strong man finally spoke.

"Lian'er is still young and can't leave her mother. If you come back with me now, it will be as if nothing happened."

The woman let the little girl hug her legs without a trace of pity. She shook her head slightly and said.

"She is not my daughter, and I don't want to go back with you."

"Lian'er's mother passed away. Although you are her second wife, you have been getting along very well with her for over a year. She has long regarded you as her biological mother. Why are you so heartless?"

The woman lowered her head again and gave no response.

The sturdy man took a sip of wine and continued, "I, Cao Mao, am just a rough man with an ugly appearance. I know a few fists and weapons, so I am not worthy of you, my lady. I thought we were sincere to each other, but who knew that in just one year, you would abandon me like a worn-out shoe. How can I know Yu? Could it be that I, Cao Mao, lost because of this face?"

Wu Chengyu nodded secretly after hearing this. In terms of appearance, Cao Mao and Qian Yang were not even close. Cao Mao looked a bit like Du Yuming, who specialized in playing villains in later TV dramas, and was even darker and stronger than him. Qian Yang looked a bit like the handsome Huang Zongze, but was more wretched and hypocritical.

Cao Mao turned his gaze to the pretty boy Qian Yang who was cowering behind He Zhiyu, his eyes narrowed slightly with murderous intent.

"You're quite experienced. You've deliberately set up traps along the way, changing direction multiple times, leaving numerous traces, and even hired someone to impersonate you to attract my attention. Unfortunately, I, Cao Mao, have been in the martial arts world for many years, and your tricks are of no use to me. Qian Yang, at this moment and here, what do you think I should do with you?"

It was finally about to start, and the other onlookers couldn't help but hold their breath and feel excited.

No matter what era, a gigolo who seduces a married woman is not tolerated by basic moral standards. It cannot be said that everyone condemns him, but if given the chance, everyone would want to kick him. Wu Chengyu asked himself if his fists were itching at this moment.

Qian Yang's legs were shaking with fear. He took two steps back and said to He Zhiyu, "My lady, save me, save me."

Unfortunately, He Zhiyu still kept her head down, without any reaction, as if Qian Yang had nothing to do with her.

This is different from the story in Flying Fox. At least at that time, Nanlan was standing in front of Tian Guinong, while He Zhiyu sat there quietly.

Nanlan fell in love with Tian Guinong, but Qian Yang seemed to have no place in He Zhiyu's heart.

Cao Mao glanced at He Zhiyu, reached out to grab the steel spear, gently pulled the iron spear out of the ground, then grasped the bottom of the spear with one hand, raised the steel spear in the air, and pointed it at Qian Yang from a distance.

This book was officially signed at noon on April 16th. The data before that was very bleak. By the 15th, the number of collections was only more than 40. Except for three friends who went to the new book list to look for novelty, basically no one could see this book. I thought at the time that I would definitely not be able to sign the contract.

Then until last night, in just four days, the number of collections reached more than 1300, which was really unexpected. Although my last book was successfully listed on VIP shelves and I wrote more than one million words, I never received such treatment.

The author took Fang Xiu to thank all the kind-hearted people.

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