Chapter 4: 4
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Lan Yu's eyes narrowed. In her heart, she shouted out the word 'good'! He caught up to the old man in a few steps. The old man was none other than the one who had always delivered the fire to the Lan family. He was already over sixty years old, and was still chopping wood for a living every day.
"Uncle Wang, where are you going?" Lanyu glanced at the wood knife and was able to confirm that it was a spirit artifact. He didn't know where Mister Wang had obtained this spirit artifact, but he wanted to buy this wood knife today.
Uncle Wang came in and out of the Lan family every day. Naturally, he recognized Lanyu and politely said, "Young master, I'm preparing to go up the mountain and chop firewood. I'll send it to you later."
Lanyu gently smiled and took out 50,000 gold dollars, this money was enough for Mister Wang to live a good life for a lifetime. "Great Elder Wang, you are old now, in the future you don't need to do such menial tasks. I will give you 50,000 gold to buy this wood knife of yours."
Grandpa Wang was shocked. He stared at the machete in his hand with wide eyes. Was the machete he picked up really worth fifty thousand gold?
The young master of the Lan family must have felt sorry for him and wanted to show him mercy. He was a good person.
"Young master, I can't accept this. This old man has cut down firewood for his entire life and has never received an extra cent from him. If you continue like this, I won't be able to accept it." With that, Uncle Wang left.
Lanyu was anxious. She stuffed the money bag into Uncle Wang's hands and said in an commanding tone, "If I say it's worth 50,000, then it's 50,000. Take this money and go back to your old age."
After he had finished speaking, he reached out for the machete without even caring if uncle Wang agreed or not.
A slender white hand suddenly grabbed Lanyu's wrist, and a male voice sounded out, "Great Master Wang, I'll pay 100,000 to buy this machete of yours."
The one who spoke was his enemy, Hu Bufan. He was looking at him with a face full of ridicule and ridicule, and beside Hu Bufan was a 16 year old girl in green clothes. She looked quite pretty, and the way she looked at him was also very contemptuous, as if she was looking at a pile of dog shit.
It was Qing Clan's young lady, Qing Miao.
QingMiao was Lanyu's betrothed wife, a typical eyes of power, and even a martial artist at the fourth level. How could she be willing to bow down and marry a trash like Lanyu, who everyone in Bluesea knew? How could she lift her head in the future like that?
QingMiao had requested for Lanang Sword to break off the engagement many times, but it had always been rejected by Lanang Sword. She was furious, and a malicious intent had arisen within her, because she had colluded with Hu Bufan to provide Lanfeng with benefits. Lanfeng had tried to kill Lanyu, and it was said that these two people were the masterminds behind Lanwan Yu's death, and should be killed the most.
Lanyu ruthlessly slapped Hu Bufan's dirty hands away without concealing his killing intent.
He indifferently swept a glance at Qing Miao's well-developed chest. He felt that this job had become much bigger than before. She must have been living quite comfortably lately. She was truly a lowly woman.
Qing Miao looked down at herself, anger rising from her heart, her face frosted over. "Trash Lan Yu, what are you staring at me for? So disgusting. " At the same time, her heart was filled with shock. Could it be that Lanfeng would not do anything after receiving the benefits? How come Lanyu didn't die?
Lanyu sneered. Qing Miao's ugly face made him feel disgusted, "Hu Bufan, your trash picking skills are truly amazing. It's only been a few days and this woman's luck is already here."
Hu Bufan was also very surprised and surprised that Lanyu was still alive. He had originally planned to cripple Lanyu in the streets and then kill him. He didn't think that Lanyu would be the first to make trouble. Since when did this trash dare to contradict him? Did he eat an immortal treasure?
"Lanyu, what did you say?" What rubbish? " Hu Bufan didn't understand what Lanyu meant.
"I'm worried about my IQ." Lanyu pouted at Qing Miao, "You want what I don't want, if you aren't picking up trash then what is it?"
Hu Bufan looked at Qing Miao and frowned. Then, he understood what was going on. With a boom, the power of the sixth level of Fighter burst out, causing a wave of air currents that forced Lan Yu to retreat several steps. He was furious.
As the second son of the Hu Clan, Hu Bufan was undoubtedly the strongest in the younger generation, and was known as the number one genius of the younger generation in Qing Sha City. The reason why the Qing Clan's Clan Head, Qing Tai, allowed Qing Miao to mingle with him was because he wanted to create a relationship between the two families in order to deal with the Lan Clan.
"Trash, I think you're tired of living." Hu Bufan's eyes radiated killing intent as he sinisterly said.
On the side, Grandpa Wang was so scared that his face turned ashen and he fell to the ground. He clutched his head and said fearfully, "Young masters, please don't hit me."
Lan Yu sneered, and with a thought, he said, "Great Master Wang, I bid 100,000 gold coins to buy this machete of yours."
"A hundred thousand?" Gui Sun, do you think you are very rich? " Hu Bufan saw that Lan Yu knew he couldn't beat him, so he immediately changed his focus. He was so angry that he laughed, "I'll pay 200,000."
Lan Yu crossed his hands in front of his chest, "300,000."
"Four hundred thousand!" Hu Bufan shouted with a snort.
"Five hundred thousand." Lanyu shouted.
"Six hundred thousand!"
As Hu Bufan finished shouting these words, he discovered that Lanyu was no longer shouting, but had a teasing expression on her face.
"Young Master Hu is truly rich. You're willing to spend six hundred thousand just to buy a common machete. I, Lanyu, admire you." Lanyu clicked her tongue in praise.
Hu Bufan was somewhat astonished. So it turned out that this brat wasn't changing the topic. He was purposely provoking him! Then, his anger increased and his face turned red. He pointed at Lanyu and loudly cursed, "Trash, you dare to tease this daddy?"
"Teasing you?" Lanyu looked at Hu Bufan with disdain, "I advise you not to mess with me today, otherwise you'll die a miserable death in the future."
As his voice fell, Lan Yu turned around, wanting to pay up and leave. This was because his strength wasn't enough yet.
Hu Bufan seemed to have heard a great joke and began to laugh out loud. His laughter attracted the attention of many people, and they all began to point at Lanyu.
"Trash, you are bragging. Can't you draft a rough draft before you force it out? " Hu Bufan turned his head and five men squeezed out of the crowd. They were servants who came with him.
"Young Master, what happened?" One of the big guys ran to Hu Bufan's side and asked while nodding and bowing.
"All of you go up and cripple this son of a b * tch. I want to see if he can beat up a few servants of my Hu family." Hu Bufan looked at Lanyu as if he were looking at a dead man, the sneer at the corner of his mouth was obvious.
"Right, hurry up and kill this trash for me, and disturb my good mood to shop." The poison in the green seedlings' triangular eyes spat out light as he said fiercely.
The five men rolled up their sleeves and swarmed forward. Although they were servants of the Hu family, they also did some watchdog work, and all of them had a cultivation base of Fighter 2-dan. To them, it was more than enough to take care of a trash of the Lan family.
"Trash? Turtle grandson? " Hu Bufan and Qing Miao's every word contained these two words, causing the proud and arrogant Lan Yu to be thoroughly angered. His anger began to accumulate on his forehead as blue veins began to bulge out of his forehead.
This phrase annoyed him to his core! There was a limit to his patience.
The hilt was very old, because it had been used for a long time with a layer of brown hard leather attached to it. However, the edge of the blade was very bright, and there weren't any small bright marks on it.
This was because it did not need to be sharpened!
Lanyu turned around, her right foot stepping in front of a crack in the limestone. Her young face revealed a cold expression that didn't match his age, and her killing intent was restrained.
Hu Bufan and Qing Miao were stunned at the same time. They could see an inconceivable thing in Lanyu's eyes. That kind of thing was called the dignity of a powerhouse. They had once seen such a profound thing in Hu Bufan's elder brother, Hu Bufan. He was a general of the Unpolished Jade Empire, unstoppable and invincible. However, they couldn't understand why there was such a thing on Lan Yu's body.
The cold light of the saber cut through the air against the sunlight, bringing with it a burst of bright red flowers. The moment the big man who was at the front set foot on that line, a vicious wound was cut on his chest by a sharp blade, and he tumbled to the ground.
The reflection of the sun on the edge of the blade made his face shine bright. An invisible energy field affected his surroundings, causing the four men behind him to have an illusion. They were not facing a young man, but a saber sovereign.
Everyone was stunned.
It was only when the scream was heard that the crowd finally woke up from their shock. Grandpa Wang shouted and ran into the crowd, disappearing from sight. The four men finally came to their senses and saw that their comrade had been cut down.
In the blink of an eye, the four big men tumbled and fell to the ground. Deep and deep knife wounds covered their bodies and blood flowed out from them. They were in so much pain that their heads were covered with sweat.
The crowd was in an uproar. Their words contained more praise and fear, less contempt and disdain.
Lanyu's battle wouldn't even take half a day before it would spread throughout the entire Qing Sha City. From then on, whether or not his reputation as trash would waver would only be decided by the people of Qing Sha City.
Clang!
The machete vibrated violently. The dazzling blade-light flashed. Qing Miao only saw a blur before her eyes. She slapped the machete's body against her face and spun a few times. Her face swelled into a steamed bun.
Lanyu's figure was like a ghost as she easily passed through the crowd, as if she hadn't been struck by him. The crowd only heard the sound of a saber and didn't see that it was Lanyu's hand.
"Hu Bufan, we'll meet at the Martial Competition of the three clans." Lanyu looked deeply in a direction for a moment, then tossed down these words and quickly left.
The burning pain on her face became more and more obvious, until Hu Bufan's angry roar, which was mixed with hostility, reached her ears. Only then did she react, and with a wail, she screamed out: "Ah! "Trash, you dare hit me!"
"Lanyu!" "In the Three Clan Martial Meet, I will definitely take your life!" Hu Bufan's blood-red eyes were filled with killing intent. Today, Lanyu had humiliated him quite a bit, so the last words that she said were obviously to seal his mouth. If he were to make a move before the Three Clan Martial Meet, then the people of Qing Sha City would inevitably laugh at his pettiness.
"Baby, don't cry. Let's go back and heal our wounds …" Hu Bufan did not dare to be angry with Qing Miao. He pulled her hand and comforted her gently. Then, he turned around and angrily shouted at his men, "Useless trash, why aren't you following me back!"
Not long after, the street returned to normal. However, the dark red bloodstains on the ground were rather eye-catching under the sunlight.
However, no one noticed that there was a man and a woman standing in a corner of the street.
She was wearing a tight red robe that accentuated her curvaceous body. If someone who frequently went to and fro to see her were to see her, they would definitely recognize her because she was none other than the Chief Steward of the venue, Ruohong.
As for the man beside her, he was clad in white. His brows were slanted, and his eyes were like those of a tiger. He looked like a goddess, and his entire body was exuding the unique charm of a mature man.
"Menglong, what do you think about that little fellow?" With a smile on her red face, she gazed into the distance as she spoke.
"Very good." The eyes of the person who was called Nightmare Dragon by the rouge flashed with light as he spoke.
"This little guy was once a well-known piece of trash in Green Sand City, did you think that?" rouge said.
Meng Long raised his eyebrows. He was surprised, "Are you joking? "This little guy is decisive and first-rate. He's a good seedling, how could he possibly be a piece of trash?"
She lazily yawned and said, "We will wait until the time of the Three Clan Martial Meet to see just how this little fellow will perform."
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Lan Yu's eyes narrowed. In her heart, she shouted out the word 'good'! He caught up to the old man in a few steps. The old man was none other than the one who had always delivered the fire to the Lan family. He was already over sixty years old, and was still chopping wood for a living every day.
"Uncle Wang, where are you going?" Lanyu glanced at the wood knife and was able to confirm that it was a spirit artifact. He didn't know where Mister Wang had obtained this spirit artifact, but he wanted to buy this wood knife today.
Uncle Wang came in and out of the Lan family every day. Naturally, he recognized Lanyu and politely said, "Young master, I'm preparing to go up the mountain and chop firewood. I'll send it to you later."
Lanyu gently smiled and took out 50,000 gold dollars, this money was enough for Mister Wang to live a good life for a lifetime. "Great Elder Wang, you are old now, in the future you don't need to do such menial tasks. I will give you 50,000 gold to buy this wood knife of yours."
Grandpa Wang was shocked. He stared at the machete in his hand with wide eyes. Was the machete he picked up really worth fifty thousand gold?
The young master of the Lan family must have felt sorry for him and wanted to show him mercy. He was a good person.
"Young master, I can't accept this. This old man has cut down firewood for his entire life and has never received an extra cent from him. If you continue like this, I won't be able to accept it." With that, Uncle Wang left.
Lanyu was anxious. She stuffed the money bag into Uncle Wang's hands and said in an commanding tone, "If I say it's worth 50,000, then it's 50,000. Take this money and go back to your old age."
After he had finished speaking, he reached out for the machete without even caring if uncle Wang agreed or not.
A slender white hand suddenly grabbed Lanyu's wrist, and a male voice sounded out, "Great Master Wang, I'll pay 100,000 to buy this machete of yours."
The one who spoke was his enemy, Hu Bufan. He was looking at him with a face full of ridicule and ridicule, and beside Hu Bufan was a 16 year old girl in green clothes. She looked quite pretty, and the way she looked at him was also very contemptuous, as if she was looking at a pile of dog shit.
It was Qing Clan's young lady, Qing Miao.
QingMiao was Lanyu's betrothed wife, a typical eyes of power, and even a martial artist at the fourth level. How could she be willing to bow down and marry a trash like Lanyu, who everyone in Bluesea knew? How could she lift her head in the future like that?
QingMiao had requested for Lanang Sword to break off the engagement many times, but it had always been rejected by Lanang Sword. She was furious, and a malicious intent had arisen within her, because she had colluded with Hu Bufan to provide Lanfeng with benefits. Lanfeng had tried to kill Lanyu, and it was said that these two people were the masterminds behind Lanwan Yu's death, and should be killed the most.
Lanyu ruthlessly slapped Hu Bufan's dirty hands away without concealing his killing intent.
He indifferently swept a glance at Qing Miao's well-developed chest. He felt that this job had become much bigger than before. She must have been living quite comfortably lately. She was truly a lowly woman.
Qing Miao looked down at herself, anger rising from her heart, her face frosted over. "Trash Lan Yu, what are you staring at me for? So disgusting. " At the same time, her heart was filled with shock. Could it be that Lanfeng would not do anything after receiving the benefits? How come Lanyu didn't die?
Lanyu sneered. Qing Miao's ugly face made him feel disgusted, "Hu Bufan, your trash picking skills are truly amazing. It's only been a few days and this woman's luck is already here."
Hu Bufan was also very surprised and surprised that Lanyu was still alive. He had originally planned to cripple Lanyu in the streets and then kill him. He didn't think that Lanyu would be the first to make trouble. Since when did this trash dare to contradict him? Did he eat an immortal treasure?
"Lanyu, what did you say?" What rubbish? " Hu Bufan didn't understand what Lanyu meant.
"I'm worried about my IQ." Lanyu pouted at Qing Miao, "You want what I don't want, if you aren't picking up trash then what is it?"
Hu Bufan looked at Qing Miao and frowned. Then, he understood what was going on. With a boom, the power of the sixth level of Fighter burst out, causing a wave of air currents that forced Lan Yu to retreat several steps. He was furious.
As the second son of the Hu Clan, Hu Bufan was undoubtedly the strongest in the younger generation, and was known as the number one genius of the younger generation in Qing Sha City. The reason why the Qing Clan's Clan Head, Qing Tai, allowed Qing Miao to mingle with him was because he wanted to create a relationship between the two families in order to deal with the Lan Clan.
"Trash, I think you're tired of living." Hu Bufan's eyes radiated killing intent as he sinisterly said.
On the side, Grandpa Wang was so scared that his face turned ashen and he fell to the ground. He clutched his head and said fearfully, "Young masters, please don't hit me."
Lan Yu sneered, and with a thought, he said, "Great Master Wang, I bid 100,000 gold coins to buy this machete of yours."
"A hundred thousand?" Gui Sun, do you think you are very rich? " Hu Bufan saw that Lan Yu knew he couldn't beat him, so he immediately changed his focus. He was so angry that he laughed, "I'll pay 200,000."
Lan Yu crossed his hands in front of his chest, "300,000."
"Four hundred thousand!" Hu Bufan shouted with a snort.
"Five hundred thousand." Lanyu shouted.
"Six hundred thousand!"
As Hu Bufan finished shouting these words, he discovered that Lanyu was no longer shouting, but had a teasing expression on her face.
"Young Master Hu is truly rich. You're willing to spend six hundred thousand just to buy a common machete. I, Lanyu, admire you." Lanyu clicked her tongue in praise.
Hu Bufan was somewhat astonished. So it turned out that this brat wasn't changing the topic. He was purposely provoking him! Then, his anger increased and his face turned red. He pointed at Lanyu and loudly cursed, "Trash, you dare to tease this daddy?"
"Teasing you?" Lanyu looked at Hu Bufan with disdain, "I advise you not to mess with me today, otherwise you'll die a miserable death in the future."
As his voice fell, Lan Yu turned around, wanting to pay up and leave. This was because his strength wasn't enough yet.
Hu Bufan seemed to have heard a great joke and began to laugh out loud. His laughter attracted the attention of many people, and they all began to point at Lanyu.
"Trash, you are bragging. Can't you draft a rough draft before you force it out? " Hu Bufan turned his head and five men squeezed out of the crowd. They were servants who came with him.
"Young Master, what happened?" One of the big guys ran to Hu Bufan's side and asked while nodding and bowing.
"All of you go up and cripple this son of a b * tch. I want to see if he can beat up a few servants of my Hu family." Hu Bufan looked at Lanyu as if he were looking at a dead man, the sneer at the corner of his mouth was obvious.
"Right, hurry up and kill this trash for me, and disturb my good mood to shop." The poison in the green seedlings' triangular eyes spat out light as he said fiercely.
The five men rolled up their sleeves and swarmed forward. Although they were servants of the Hu family, they also did some watchdog work, and all of them had a cultivation base of Fighter 2-dan. To them, it was more than enough to take care of a trash of the Lan family.
"Trash? Turtle grandson? " Hu Bufan and Qing Miao's every word contained these two words, causing the proud and arrogant Lan Yu to be thoroughly angered. His anger began to accumulate on his forehead as blue veins began to bulge out of his forehead.
This phrase annoyed him to his core! There was a limit to his patience.
The hilt was very old, because it had been used for a long time with a layer of brown hard leather attached to it. However, the edge of the blade was very bright, and there weren't any small bright marks on it.
This was because it did not need to be sharpened!
Lanyu turned around, her right foot stepping in front of a crack in the limestone. Her young face revealed a cold expression that didn't match his age, and her killing intent was restrained.
Hu Bufan and Qing Miao were stunned at the same time. They could see an inconceivable thing in Lanyu's eyes. That kind of thing was called the dignity of a powerhouse. They had once seen such a profound thing in Hu Bufan's elder brother, Hu Bufan. He was a general of the Unpolished Jade Empire, unstoppable and invincible. However, they couldn't understand why there was such a thing on Lan Yu's body.
The cold light of the saber cut through the air against the sunlight, bringing with it a burst of bright red flowers. The moment the big man who was at the front set foot on that line, a vicious wound was cut on his chest by a sharp blade, and he tumbled to the ground.
The reflection of the sun on the edge of the blade made his face shine bright. An invisible energy field affected his surroundings, causing the four men behind him to have an illusion. They were not facing a young man, but a saber sovereign.
Everyone was stunned.
It was only when the scream was heard that the crowd finally woke up from their shock. Grandpa Wang shouted and ran into the crowd, disappearing from sight. The four men finally came to their senses and saw that their comrade had been cut down.
In the blink of an eye, the four big men tumbled and fell to the ground. Deep and deep knife wounds covered their bodies and blood flowed out from them. They were in so much pain that their heads were covered with sweat.
The crowd was in an uproar. Their words contained more praise and fear, less contempt and disdain.
Lanyu's battle wouldn't even take half a day before it would spread throughout the entire Qing Sha City. From then on, whether or not his reputation as trash would waver would only be decided by the people of Qing Sha City.
Clang!
The machete vibrated violently. The dazzling blade-light flashed. Qing Miao only saw a blur before her eyes. She slapped the machete's body against her face and spun a few times. Her face swelled into a steamed bun.
Lanyu's figure was like a ghost as she easily passed through the crowd, as if she hadn't been struck by him. The crowd only heard the sound of a saber and didn't see that it was Lanyu's hand.
"Hu Bufan, we'll meet at the Martial Competition of the three clans." Lanyu looked deeply in a direction for a moment, then tossed down these words and quickly left.
The burning pain on her face became more and more obvious, until Hu Bufan's angry roar, which was mixed with hostility, reached her ears. Only then did she react, and with a wail, she screamed out: "Ah! "Trash, you dare hit me!"
"Lanyu!" "In the Three Clan Martial Meet, I will definitely take your life!" Hu Bufan's blood-red eyes were filled with killing intent. Today, Lanyu had humiliated him quite a bit, so the last words that she said were obviously to seal his mouth. If he were to make a move before the Three Clan Martial Meet, then the people of Qing Sha City would inevitably laugh at his pettiness.
"Baby, don't cry. Let's go back and heal our wounds …" Hu Bufan did not dare to be angry with Qing Miao. He pulled her hand and comforted her gently. Then, he turned around and angrily shouted at his men, "Useless trash, why aren't you following me back!"
Not long after, the street returned to normal. However, the dark red bloodstains on the ground were rather eye-catching under the sunlight.
However, no one noticed that there was a man and a woman standing in a corner of the street.
She was wearing a tight red robe that accentuated her curvaceous body. If someone who frequently went to and fro to see her were to see her, they would definitely recognize her because she was none other than the Chief Steward of the venue, Ruohong.
As for the man beside her, he was clad in white. His brows were slanted, and his eyes were like those of a tiger. He looked like a goddess, and his entire body was exuding the unique charm of a mature man.
"Menglong, what do you think about that little fellow?" With a smile on her red face, she gazed into the distance as she spoke.
"Very good." The eyes of the person who was called Nightmare Dragon by the rouge flashed with light as he spoke.
"This little guy was once a well-known piece of trash in Green Sand City, did you think that?" rouge said.
Meng Long raised his eyebrows. He was surprised, "Are you joking? "This little guy is decisive and first-rate. He's a good seedling, how could he possibly be a piece of trash?"
She lazily yawned and said, "We will wait until the time of the Three Clan Martial Meet to see just how this little fellow will perform."
Lan Yu's eyes narrowed. In her heart, she shouted out the word 'good'! He caught up to the old man in a few steps. The old man was none other than the one who had always delivered the fire to the Lan family. He was already over sixty years old, and was still chopping wood for a living every day."Uncle Wang, where are you going?" Lanyu glanced at the wood knife and was able to confirm that it was a spirit artifact. He didn't know where Mister Wang had obtained this spirit artifact, but he wanted to buy this wood knife today.Uncle Wang came in and out of the Lan family every day. Naturally, he recognized Lanyu and politely said, "Young master, I'm preparing to go up the mountain and chop firewood. I'll send it to you later."Lanyu gently smiled and took out 50,000 gold dollars, this money was enough for Mister Wang to live a good life for a lifetime. "Great Elder Wang, you are old now, in the future you don't need to do such menial tasks. I will give you 50,000 gold to buy this wood knife of yours."Grandpa Wang was shocked. He stared at the machete in his hand with wide eyes. Was the machete he picked up really worth fifty thousand gold?The young master of the Lan family must have felt sorry for him and wanted to show him mercy. He was a good person."Young master, I can't accept this. This old man has cut down firewood for his entire life and has never received an extra cent from him. If you continue like this, I won't be able to accept it." With that, Uncle Wang left.Lanyu was anxious. She stuffed the money bag into Uncle Wang's hands and said in an commanding tone, "If I say it's worth 50,000, then it's 50,000. Take this money and go back to your old age."After he had finished speaking, he reached out for the machete without even caring if uncle Wang agreed or not.A slender white hand suddenly grabbed Lanyu's wrist, and a male voice sounded out, "Great Master Wang, I'll pay 100,000 to buy this machete of yours."The one who spoke was his enemy, Hu Bufan. He was looking at him with a face full of ridicule and ridicule, and beside Hu Bufan was a 16 year old girl in green clothes. She looked quite pretty, and the way she looked at him was also very contemptuous, as if she was looking at a pile of dog shit.It was Qing Clan's young lady, Qing Miao.QingMiao was Lanyu's betrothed wife, a typical eyes of power, and even a martial artist at the fourth level. How could she be willing to bow down and marry a trash like Lanyu, who everyone in Bluesea knew? How could she lift her head in the future like that?QingMiao had requested for Lanang Sword to break off the engagement many times, but it had always been rejected by Lanang Sword. She was furious, and a malicious intent had arisen within her, because she had colluded with Hu Bufan to provide Lanfeng with benefits. Lanfeng had tried to kill Lanyu, and it was said that these two people were the masterminds behind Lanwan Yu's death, and should be killed the most.Lanyu ruthlessly slapped Hu Bufan's dirty hands away without concealing his killing intent.He indifferently swept a glance at Qing Miao's well-developed chest. He felt that this job had become much bigger than before. She must have been living quite comfortably lately. She was truly a lowly woman.Qing Miao looked down at herself, anger rising from her heart, her face frosted over. "Trash Lan Yu, what are you staring at me for? So disgusting. " At the same time, her heart was filled with shock. Could it be that Lanfeng would not do anything after receiving the benefits? How come Lanyu didn't die?Lanyu sneered. Qing Miao's ugly face made him feel disgusted, "Hu Bufan, your trash picking skills are truly amazing. It's only been a few days and this woman's luck is already here."Hu Bufan was also very surprised and surprised that Lanyu was still alive. He had originally planned to cripple Lanyu in the streets and then kill him. He didn't think that Lanyu would be the first to make trouble. Since when did this trash dare to contradict him? Did he eat an immortal treasure?"Lanyu, what did you say?" What rubbish? " Hu Bufan didn't understand what Lanyu meant."I'm worried about my IQ." Lanyu pouted at Qing Miao, "You want what I don't want, if you aren't picking up trash then what is it?"Hu Bufan looked at Qing Miao and frowned. Then, he understood what was going on. With a boom, the power of the sixth level of Fighter burst out, causing a wave of air currents that forced Lan Yu to retreat several steps. He was furious.As the second son of the Hu Clan, Hu Bufan was undoubtedly the strongest in the younger generation, and was known as the number one genius of the younger generation in Qing Sha City. The reason why the Qing Clan's Clan Head, Qing Tai, allowed Qing Miao to mingle with him was because he wanted to create a relationship between the two families in order to deal with the Lan Clan."Trash, I think you're tired of living." Hu Bufan's eyes radiated killing intent as he sinisterly said.On the side, Grandpa Wang was so scared that his face turned ashen and he fell to the ground. He clutched his head and said fearfully, "Young masters, please don't hit me."Lan Yu sneered, and with a thought, he said, "Great Master Wang, I bid 100,000 gold coins to buy this machete of yours.""A hundred thousand?" Gui Sun, do you think you are very rich? " Hu Bufan saw that Lan Yu knew he couldn't beat him, so he immediately changed his focus. He was so angry that he laughed, "I'll pay 200,000."Lan Yu crossed his hands in front of his chest, "300,000.""Four hundred thousand!" Hu Bufan shouted with a snort."Five hundred thousand." Lanyu shouted."Six hundred thousand!"As Hu Bufan finished shouting these words, he discovered that Lanyu was no longer shouting, but had a teasing expression on her face."Young Master Hu is truly rich. You're willing to spend six hundred thousand just to buy a common machete. I, Lanyu, admire you." Lanyu clicked her tongue in praise.Hu Bufan was somewhat astonished. So it turned out that this brat wasn't changing the topic. He was purposely provoking him! Then, his anger increased and his face turned red. He pointed at Lanyu and loudly cursed, "Trash, you dare to tease this daddy?""Teasing you?" Lanyu looked at Hu Bufan with disdain, "I advise you not to mess with me today, otherwise you'll die a miserable death in the future."As his voice fell, Lan Yu turned around, wanting to pay up and leave. This was because his strength wasn't enough yet.Hu Bufan seemed to have heard a great joke and began to laugh out loud. His laughter attracted the attention of many people, and they all began to point at Lanyu."Trash, you are bragging. Can't you draft a rough draft before you force it out? " Hu Bufan turned his head and five men squeezed out of the crowd. They were servants who came with him."Young Master, what happened?" One of the big guys ran to Hu Bufan's side and asked while nodding and bowing."All of you go up and cripple this son of a b * tch. I want to see if he can beat up a few servants of my Hu family." Hu Bufan looked at Lanyu as if he were looking at a dead man, the sneer at the corner of his mouth was obvious."Right, hurry up and kill this trash for me, and disturb my good mood to shop." The poison in the green seedlings' triangular eyes spat out light as he said fiercely.The five men rolled up their sleeves and swarmed forward. Although they were servants of the Hu family, they also did some watchdog work, and all of them had a cultivation base of Fighter 2-dan. To them, it was more than enough to take care of a trash of the Lan family."Trash? Turtle grandson? " Hu Bufan and Qing Miao's every word contained these two words, causing the proud and arrogant Lan Yu to be thoroughly angered. His anger began to accumulate on his forehead as blue veins began to bulge out of his forehead.This phrase annoyed him to his core! There was a limit to his patience.The hilt was very old, because it had been used for a long time with a layer of brown hard leather attached to it. However, the edge of the blade was very bright, and there weren't any small bright marks on it.This was because it did not need to be sharpened!Lanyu turned around, her right foot stepping in front of a crack in the limestone. Her young face revealed a cold expression that didn't match his age, and her killing intent was restrained.Hu Bufan and Qing Miao were stunned at the same time. They could see an inconceivable thing in Lanyu's eyes. That kind of thing was called the dignity of a powerhouse. They had once seen such a profound thing in Hu Bufan's elder brother, Hu Bufan. He was a general of the Unpolished Jade Empire, unstoppable and invincible. However, they couldn't understand why there was such a thing on Lan Yu's body.The cold light of the saber cut through the air against the sunlight, bringing with it a burst of bright red flowers. The moment the big man who was at the front set foot on that line, a vicious wound was cut on his chest by a sharp blade, and he tumbled to the ground.The reflection of the sun on the edge of the blade made his face shine bright. An invisible energy field affected his surroundings, causing the four men behind him to have an illusion. They were not facing a young man, but a saber sovereign.Everyone was stunned.It was only when the scream was heard that the crowd finally woke up from their shock. Grandpa Wang shouted and ran into the crowd, disappearing from sight. The four men finally came to their senses and saw that their comrade had been cut down.In the blink of an eye, the four big men tumbled and fell to the ground. Deep and deep knife wounds covered their bodies and blood flowed out from them. They were in so much pain that their heads were covered with sweat.The crowd was in an uproar. Their words contained more praise and fear, less contempt and disdain.Lanyu's battle wouldn't even take half a day before it would spread throughout the entire Qing Sha City. From then on, whether or not his reputation as trash would waver would only be decided by the people of Qing Sha City.Clang!The machete vibrated violently. The dazzling blade-light flashed. Qing Miao only saw a blur before her eyes. She slapped the machete's body against her face and spun a few times. Her face swelled into a steamed bun.Lanyu's figure was like a ghost as she easily passed through the crowd, as if she hadn't been struck by him. The crowd only heard the sound of a saber and didn't see that it was Lanyu's hand."Hu Bufan, we'll meet at the Martial Competition of the three clans." Lanyu looked deeply in a direction for a moment, then tossed down these words and quickly left.The burning pain on her face became more and more obvious, until Hu Bufan's angry roar, which was mixed with hostility, reached her ears. Only then did she react, and with a wail, she screamed out: "Ah! "Trash, you dare hit me!""Lanyu!" "In the Three Clan Martial Meet, I will definitely take your life!" Hu Bufan's blood-red eyes were filled with killing intent. Today, Lanyu had humiliated him quite a bit, so the last words that she said were obviously to seal his mouth. If he were to make a move before the Three Clan Martial Meet, then the people of Qing Sha City would inevitably laugh at his pettiness."Baby, don't cry. Let's go back and heal our wounds " Hu Bufan did not dare to be angry with Qing Miao. He pulled her hand and comforted her gently. Then, he turned around and angrily shouted at his men, "Useless trash, why aren't you following me back!"Not long after, the street returned to normal. However, the dark red bloodstains on the ground were rather eye-catching under the sunlight.However, no one noticed that there was a man and a woman standing in a corner of the street.She was wearing a tight red robe that accentuated her curvaceous body. If someone who frequently went to and fro to see her were to see her, they would definitely recognize her because she was none other than the Chief Steward of the venue, Ruohong.As for the man beside her, he was clad in white. His brows were slanted, and his eyes were like those of a tiger. He looked like a goddess, and his entire body was exuding the unique charm of a mature man."Menglong, what do you think about that little fellow?" With a smile on her red face, she gazed into the distance as she spoke."Very good." The eyes of the person who was called Nightmare Dragon by the rouge flashed with light as he spoke."This little guy was once a well-known piece of trash in Green Sand City, did you think that?" rouge said.Meng Long raised his eyebrows. He was surprised, "Are you joking? "This little guy is decisive and first-rate. He's a good seedling, how could he possibly be a piece of trash?"She lazily yawned and said, "We will wait until the time of the Three Clan Martial Meet to see just how this little fellow will perform."
