My wife is Invincible East

Then, he chuckled at himself again.

The young man in front of her was obviously only seventeen or eighteen years old. His expression was indifferent and cold, and there was a hint of majesty that made it difficult for her to look directly at him.

How could he be the kind, gentle, considerate and warm-hearted boy in my memory?

Moye... where are you? Why haven't I found any information about Zhu Moye after years of searching?

Could it be that... you have been lying to me from the beginning?

Time flies. In ten years, the two have changed so much that for a while, they have become the most familiar strangers.

Ahem, don't get excited... If we recognize each other from the beginning, the leader will no longer be the original queen. I will handle the relationship line with the leader properly... Speaking of which, I haven't slept yet at 10 o'clock, I'm really working hard... Going to bed...

Chapter 115 Killing Luo Renjie

After a moment, Dongfang Bubai's gentle body floated to the ground, looking at all living beings indifferently, and the arrogant expression he had when playing around in the world was no longer there.

Instead, she looked a little hesitant and wavering, with her brows slightly furrowed, which made people feel pity for her.

This place, Si Shui Nian Hua, was originally the property of the Sun and Moon Sect, and was specially used to collect various intelligence about the martial arts world.

The place where information circulates most intensively in the underworld is not in inns or teahouses, but rather in brothels. Once these stinky men get excited and their blood rushes to their heads, they will spill all the secrets.

She wanted to pretend to be a courtesan, take away the wretched-looking man from the martial arts world, and find out the truth about why so many knights had gathered here recently.

The original plan was flawless, and all he had to do was kidnap the person.

But Cheng Yaojin suddenly appeared. Although the familiar gaze made her unsure whether the person was Zhu Moye, she didn't want to have any contact with other men in front of him.

It seems like you are afraid that he will misunderstand?

Dongfang Bubai smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly. It was true that the young man looked very similar to Zhu Moye.

However, he looks no more than seventeen or eighteen years old. Ten years have passed now, and the sunny boy back then is only twenty-three years old. How could it be him?

Moreover, the Zhu Moye she knew was kind and selfless, a boy who always had a shy smile on his face.

The young man sitting over there had a stern expression like the unchanging coldness of a thousand years, and the kind of might he exuded was almost like the authentic might of a royal dragon.

Royal?

Thinking of these two words, Dongfang Bubai's beautiful eyes instantly lit up with a gleam of brilliance.

Zhu Moye once admitted in person that he was a member of the royal family.

And that young man looks somewhat similar to him and is very majestic. Could he be his brother?

Thinking of this, Dongfang Bubai became a little anxious.

She moved her lotus steps lightly a few times, then stopped.

She bit her lips lightly, her brows furrowed.

As the saying goes, the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. In the past few years, she sent people everywhere to look for news about Zhu Moye.

However, the news brought back by countless elite intelligence agents of the Sun-Moon Sect always made her feel as if she was at the bottom of the valley.

The news they brought back all said that there was no such person as Zhu Moye in the Zhu royal family, whether direct or collateral.

She was afraid of getting the news again.

As for whether the current emperor Zhu Youji is Zhu Moye, she has never even thought about it.

After all, her mentor Dugu Qiubai had told her personally that the one who made the bold promise and drove Lei Xiao away during the Fengshan Ceremony at Mount Tai was the emperor, not her lover.

Dugu Qiubai saved her life and taught her, and no matter what, she would not doubt her mentor.

If Zhu Moye knew that such a misunderstanding arose between him and Dongfang Bai just because of a word game played by Dugu Qiubai, he would probably fight him to the death.

At this moment, two domineering and arrogant voices came from the door.

Two men wearing green martial robes and black hats, with an arrogant look and a hint of harshness in their faces, were grinning and scolding the brothel owner.

"Go away, go away, all this pink and green willows, these vulgar things, so vulgar it's intolerable."

"Get out of here!"

The madam couldn't help but feel angry when she saw the two men being so arrogant and domineering, but she couldn't let herself be impulsive and expose Si Shui Nian Hua's secrets.

I could only force a smile and apologize, "My two lords, please wait a moment. I will find other girls for you."

The two men made no secret of their actions, scanning everyone here with their wolf-like eyes, and unscrupulously looking at the hostess in other people's arms, as if they didn't take anyone seriously at all.

He turned a deaf ear to the madam's words and continued to scan the scene with his lustful eyes.

When his sight moved to Dongfang Bubai, who was standing gracefully with her eyebrows slightly furrowed and lips lightly bitten, his eyes suddenly lit up and he was immediately stunned by her beauty.

After swallowing hard, he said intoxicatedly, "I want her."

The madam looked panicked. Although the leader was unconventional and his behavior and personality were as unrestrained as a man, he was extremely conservative at heart.

If he were to be bumped into by these two ignorant young men, he would probably be smashed to pieces on the spot, and then his fleeting youth would be exposed.

"Hey, sir, she's not..."

She hurriedly wanted to speak up to stop the two men, but they were obviously skilled in martial arts. With one stride, they had already crossed the three meters and reached Dongfang Bubai, and were about to reach out to pull her.

While Dongfang Bubai was lost in thought, she felt a light breeze on her face and woke up immediately. What she saw was the ugly face of the person who came. Her face turned slightly cold, and she flipped her jade hand, and a thin embroidery needle appeared in her palm.

boom!

puff!

Before she could snap her fingers and shoot the needle, a small wine glass shot out like a bullet, leaving a shadow in the air at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, and instantly hit Luo Renjie's heart with a loud muffled sound.

The whole person flew backwards and rushed forward like a cannonball, blood spurting out of his mouth, leaving a trail of blood in the air. After knocking over several tables, he hit the wall with a bang.

The solid wall was smashed and cracked like a spider web.

"Master!"

Dongfang Bubai's beautiful eyes narrowed into a line. The speed of the wine glass just now was so fast that even she could not see it clearly. She only saw a black shadow flash past her eyes. The next second, the young man was hit and vomited blood and flew away.

Moreover... she clearly didn't feel even the slightest fluctuation of internal energy from the wine glass...

This was clearly a casual blow delivered with pure force.

"You... you are so bold! You actually dared to seriously injure our Four Beauties of Qingcheng! My master will definitely not let you go!"

Yu Renhao's voice trembled as he uttered a threat that was devoid of any substance.

Zhu Moye didn't take it seriously. He picked up the new wine glass, raised his head and drank a mouthful of wine. Then he curled his lips slightly and sneered, "Seriously injured? He's already dead."

"Don't worry, you will go with him. The Qingcheng Sect was doomed from the moment you took action."

Zhu Moye had a cold expression on his face. He didn't care whether the woman in front of him was Dongfang Bai or not. He only cared that he was flirting with a woman who looked like Dongfang in front of him.

No matter who it is, he must die!

Chapter 116 What if I don’t stop?

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

The Qingcheng Sect is a well-known sword sect in the martial arts world. It is one of the most powerful forces in the entire martial arts world.

Even the Wudang Sect and Lingjiu Temple, the two great masters of the martial arts world, would not dare to casually decide the survival of the Qingcheng Sect.

Ordinary people who had no martial arts skills, including those with second- or third-rate martial arts skills, all looked at Zhu Moye with suspicion.

In their opinion, although killing someone with a cup is extremely powerful, it is at most at the level of the leader of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, right?

Throughout the entire fleeting time, only Dongfang Bubai knew that if one wanted to kill someone with a wine glass, even if it was hitting the vital meridian, those masters at the head of the sect would have to exhaust all their strength, pour all their internal energy into the wine glass, and shoot it out to kill the person.

However, the young man who looked very similar to his beloved did not use any internal energy at all, but just used simple and rough wrist strength.

This kind of power was beyond her comprehension.

If he really wanted to destroy the Qingcheng Sect, it would be effortless.

Suddenly, she looked dazed, as if she had returned to the canyon ten years ago, where the young man had used his fragile waist to support her against the heavy iron hoof and risked his life to save her.

Then, he was stunned again, and then he remembered that Zhu Moye had an extremely strong body. He was only thirteen years old at that time, and even when the king of the Ferghana horses stepped on him with all his strength, he was only slightly injured.

The young man who was helping him was obviously a master of physical training who had reached a very high level.

But why should he help himself?

Is it...

A ray of light flashed in Dongfang Bubai's beautiful eyes, as if a blessing had come to her mind, and her thoughts became clear in an instant.

He must be Zhu Moye's brother or relative, otherwise how could he have such a powerful physical training technique?

Moreover, this person had an extremely cold expression, as if he didn't want to be approached by strangers. It was obvious that he was not the kind of person who would meddle in other people's business or help others in this brothel.

The only possibility is that Zhu Moye mentioned his physical characteristics in front of him and asked him to pay attention to find him.

The young man must have felt that he was very similar to the person Zhu Moye mentioned, and that Luo Renjie, one of the Four Beauties of Qingcheng, had offended his brother's beloved, so he was furious and wanted to kill him.

Thinking of this, a glimmer of hope suddenly ignited in Dongfang Bubai's heart.

After searching for him for five years, we finally have a clue.

Just as Dongfang Bubai was lost in thought, Zhu Moye looked coldly at Yu Renhao, whose legs were trembling. He opened his lips slightly, and words mixed with a trace of internal strength floated throughout the fleeting years.

It's like a sound from outer space, awe-inspiring.

"Your Majesty!"

As soon as he uttered the two cold words, Yu Renhao felt his brain suddenly out of control and he fell to the ground with a thud.

"what!"

The force was so strong that it hit the ground with a teeth-grinding cracking sound. It was obvious that the kneecap was broken and blood was gushing out.

Yu Renhao screamed towards the sky, his eyes were bloodshot and bloodshot.

He had been spoiled since childhood, and had been arrogant and domineering because of his status as one of the Four Beauties of Qingcheng. He had never suffered any pain.

The sudden bone-breaking pain almost made him scream out his throat. The heart-wrenching pain penetrated into his heart and made him want to faint.

But my brain was completely out of control, as if it was being pinched by someone and I couldn't break free.

The continuous pain continued to be transmitted to the brain nerves, but he could not faint. He could only wail and scream at the top of his lungs until his throat was bleeding.

Everyone in the Fleeting Time felt a chilling wind blowing, a bone-chilling cold, as if they had seen a ghost, staring at Zhu Moye's tall body in horror.

The voice was not directed at them, but it made them feel an irresistible pressure. Many people could not help but crawl on the ground, trembling, as if the one who made the voice was not a human, but a nine-day divine dragon.

Then he saw the previously arrogant Yu Renhao become miserable.

Suddenly, there were bursts of screams.

"Demon magic, run!"

"Oh my god, how could there be such a ridiculous thing? Kneel down when I tell you to."

"Words come true! This is the highest divine art recorded in Taoist scriptures. Whatever you say will happen."

"Fuck, if anyone says Dongfang Bubai is the best martial artist in the world again, I'll spray shit all over his face!"

"Bullshit, get out of this troubled place right now."

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the charming and ambiguous fireworks place became tense, everyone was in danger and panic-stricken.

Zhu Moye listened to the gossip ringing in his ears, but didn't take it seriously. He looked at Yu Renhao calmly and no longer had any interest in teasing him.

He has fought many battles in the past few years and has been on the throne. His taste for playing cat and mouse has gradually faded.

Immediately, he coldly ordered: "You! Commit suicide!"

Yu Renhao, who was originally wailing in a hoarse voice, suddenly became dull in his eyes, and the despair in his heart almost drove him crazy.

This life has just begun, and there are still many things I haven’t enjoyed. Am I going to die?

However, after a while, he found that his brain was no longer under control, and a glimmer of hope ignited in him.

The next second, his face turned pale again. Even if the terrifying young man in front of him didn't control him and commit suicide, what would it matter?

Now my knees are broken and there is no hope of escape. I am like a fish on the chopping board, at the mercy of others.

Linghu Chong, who had been patient for a long time, frowned tightly. He had previously thought that although this young man had a cold face, he was at least polite.

How come he suddenly became murderous and aggressive, not giving others a chance to repent? Not only did he kill one person, but he also forced the remaining one to commit suicide.