Chapter 554

"Who is he?"

Yuehua came all the way, all the people who met her would stop to salute and say hello. Some of them knew and didn't know her, but no matter who met her, they were respectful.

If there is a new comer who doesn't know her, and has a slight neglect of her behavior, he will be immediately pulled aside and warned in a dignified voice

"Do you want to die? This is the handmaid of the prince... The handmaid

As soon as they heard Mr. Wang's three words, they immediately changed their faces, and then ran up in a panic to apologize to her.

Similarly, every time, Yuehua hears the four words "maid next to her". In other people's eyes, although she doesn't say it clearly, she has already been regarded as Wang Xu's woman.

But

Who the hell is that motherfucker, motherfucker woman?!

When another wave of people came up to salute, Yuehua's face was gloomy and terrible. She walked faster and didn't give others a chance to salute, but no one dared to say she was.

A day ago, few people knew the name of Wang Xu at the martial arts party. But now, let alone the martial arts gathering held by Feng family, it's the whole magic capital, the whole Jiangzhong Province, Dongshan province next door, and even most of China. As long as it's in the martial arts circle, everyone knows!

In just one day, what Wang Xu did in Jianghai and mordu, one by one, was enough to become a legend, which deeply shocked the whole Chinese martial arts circle.

And then, Yuehua, Wang Xugang's personal maid, her status also soared, higher than her previous status in Changsheng hall. Now she is the head of a martial arts family like the thirteen families in mordu. She is very polite and respectful when she meets her. It's quite different from her previous experience.

"This son of a bitch! Asshole! One day, one day... I will let my father... "

Yuehua walked quickly with her head down, gnashing her teeth in her heart, but in the end, she was dejected. I just think that with the spread of the news about Wang Xu's "Prince Jianghai", even Shen Zhenhai, the leader of the peerless family, seems to have died in Wang Xu's hands. In addition, Huang Changtian, the head of the Huang family, is the two congenital martial arts masters.

There is even the identity of Wang Jiu, who killed nearly 100 elite killers overnight. The S-level wanted killer, Hei Renshen, died, and the S-level wanted killer, blood owl, disappeared out of thin air. It is suspected that he also died in the hands of Wang Jiu.

There is no doubt that Wang Jiu can be related to Wang Xu. Many people guess that Wang Jiu is Wang Xu!

Yuehua gnashing her teeth, and dejected, in the heart of confusion thinking, finally can only carry the tray into the wind home hall. On the tray, it was a pot of wine.

Wang Xu really takes Yuehua as her maid.

At this time, in the hall, Wang Xuzheng is sitting on a chair, surrounded by Ma Changqing, Feng Wuyang and others, and opposite him are ye Cangqing and ye Qinglan. On the throne, there is the wind family, who is merciless in the wind.

In the whole hall, three powerful Xiantian martial arts masters gathered together to suppress the whole Feng family and suppress the various undercurrents that fluctuate violently inside the Feng family.

And more conspicuous, is kneeling in the middle of a middle-aged man. Yuehua knew him. He was Fengdong's father and the leader of the second branch of Fengdong's family. He was born half a step and had a very high status. At this time, he could only kneel on the ground.

"Yue'er, it's so slow for you to take a pot of wine. Be quick. Come and pour me wine." Seeing Yuehua, Wang Xu showed a smile on his face, patted the table with his right hand, and the empty wine glass flew out of thin air.

Yuehua is angry, but she lowers her head to prevent Wang Xu from seeing her. She speeds up at her feet and does not say a word. She pours wine for Wang Xu very quickly. Since a failure to escape after experiencing the kind of ten thousand needles through the body of punishment, she has this day is to escape and slow down the mind.

At this time, Yuehua was wearing a gorgeous dress, long jade legs straight, a beautiful lady dress, but what she did was a maid's thing. The strong contrast between temperament and reality brought a strong impact on the aesthetic feeling.

It's a pity that this kind of beauty kneels on the ground, but he doesn't want to appreciate it. He looks up at the expressionless wind above, and makes his last struggle. He says sadly:

"Fengdong is merciless. I have always been loyal to you and devoted to my family. Now, just because of my evil son's self assertion and private communication with fengping'an's rebellious father and son, I am going to kill me?"

"You are right, so I didn't kill you because of this, but because of Prince Wang. If you can ask his forgiveness, I will let you go. " The wind is merciless and expressionless.

"What's the difference if you want to add crime to it?" Feng Donglai looks up at Wang Xu and says:

"Mr. Wang, my son was seriously injured by you. Now he is lying in the hospital. If I go to kill him and make amends to you, will you let me go?"

"Moon, give me another drink." Wang Xu didn't even lift his eyelids. He gently picked up Yuehua's glass and drank it. After putting it down, he said flatly:

"What do you want me to do when you say you want to add sin to it? Either resist, or give up all your rights and die. "

His words can be said to be impolite. Feng Donglai's face turned white on the spot.

resistance?

If he has the ability to resist, how can he kneel here and beg for mercy?

Is the wind merciless to add to the crime? Fengdonglai himself knows better than anyone what he has done. He colludes with fengping'an and fengxingren, the rebellious father and son, connects the ghost gate and sells the family's interests. All these are his own decisions.

The above words are just his last struggle when he doesn't want to die.

Unfortunately, no matter the wind is merciless, or Wang Xu, they all mean the same thing. No matter how beautiful they are, they will kill you!

……

Central Changsheng mountains, Changsheng palace gate.

"Boom!"

One side of the red cliff, smooth as a water mirror, exploded suddenly. Among the numerous stones, a long hair shawl, eyes open and close as pure as a sword, like a middle-aged man like a lion waking up, stepped out slowly.

"Lord, you are out of the gate!"

Hearing the loud noise, a figure leaped from the mountain stream and landed on the ground. He was a white haired old man.

"San Yao Lao, what about Yuehua? Why didn't you come to see me? " Middle aged man light way.

"Temple master, young master went out to attend a martial arts party, it seems that there was a little trouble..." three medicine old bowed his head and apologized.