Xiao Wuji also came here under curiosity. With his coming, a lot of people began to make a way.

It can be seen how noble his identity is in Fengcheng.

"Wow, that man is Xiao Wuji! How handsome. "

"We can't think of such a handsome man."

"Of course, I heard that he hoped for Miss Meng."

"Let's not think too much about rouge."

Ling Hao frowned and looked at a group of iron armours. There were more than a hundred of them, but each of them was a monk in the realm of Taoism.

They are armed with swords. They are very murderous.

"What is this, killing?"

Ling Hao asked.

"You yellow haired child, you don't want to be shameful, so you have to be killed in public!"

Meng Guanshi sneers.

When he speaks, Meng Jiawei will rush in. At that time, the boy will surely be torn to pieces.

Ling Hao smiled and said, "your Meng's dog is not polite. I killed it instead of you. You didn't thank me."

"It's really a declining world."

Listening to his words, the Meng family showed their anger.

A young girl called out, "ask the housekeeper to order him to be killed quickly. This man is crazy!"

"We are all Meng's people, and he dare to speak rudely."

"Yeah, he's crazy. I think he just has no brain."

"This kind of person deserves to be killed. I have a good time today."

Steward Meng was already furious and shouted, "what are you waiting for? Do you wait for others to insult your face?"

He glared at Ling Hao and said, "kill him!"

Immediately, Meng Jiawei rushed from all directions. His sword had no eyes, and his voice was loud.

"A group of ants dare to do it?"

bang, bang, bang!

Linghao smiled coldly, just flicked his sleeve gently, and then he was shocked by the pain in his body.

Meng Jiawei collapsed to the ground like a soft legged shrimp, and could not stand up seriously.

"What's the matter?" Meng opened his mouth and asked stupidly.

More than 100 elites in daohuangjing are not his opponents?

If he can remember correctly, he just saw the man flicking his sleeve gently, but this action alone can make a hundred people lose?

"God, I didn't read it wrong!"

"Mengjiawei has no combat power?"

"Here..."

"I heard that this man can use magic."

……

From far and near, countless voices of discussion incline to the youth in white.

In so many focuses, Ling Hao said lightly, "I said, I am a friend of Meng Rou, the eldest miss of Meng family."

"But instead of believing it, you mocked me and killed me."

"You're really overbearing."

The needle fell silent, everyone listened quietly.

All the Meng family showed their pride. Even the Meng steward didn't smile.

Xiao Wuji also laughed angrily and said: "little brother, what's wrong with the eight aristocratic families? You are really Meng Rou's friend! At that time, you have the right to say this, otherwise, you are now a puddle of mud, what spectrum should you put here? "

He turned on the folding fan with a disdainful face and said: "in Xizhou, you remember that the eight aristocratic families are the heaven of Xizhou. Later, they will give me a long look. Today, I will give you a chance to leave a pair of arms. You can go, or you will stay here."

Xiao Wuji gently shakes the folding fan and looks lazy, as if his words are the gist.

Then, most people's eyes mixed with sympathy looked at Ling Hao.

Who are you offending? I offended Mr. Xiao Wuji!