Chapter 297

"Thanks to Uncle Feng, everything has been fine recently". They saw that they were about to reach the top of the mountain, but Zhou Wanli's voice was still so loud, "How are you, uncle? I heard about Dafeng mountain two days ago, but Uncle Feng and the future headquarters reported for help, and my nephew also heard that uncle Shi Qianshan has married with the anti chaos commander of the court of Fuyuan country. I dare not go to Dafeng mountain to seek justice in the name of Shangyi gang. It would be bad if I accidentally hurt uncle's in laws and good son-in-law."

The storm did not answer, and the party soon reached the top of the mountain. Not far away, there was a broad river. A marble arch bridge on the river was magnificent. Behind the marble arch bridge, there was a marble square on all sides. At the end of the square stood two opposing large stone lions, facing the action of boxing and respect, with a loyal God on their face After the stone lion, there are 18 marble steps, up which is Shangyi hall.

At this time, Zhou Wanli stood at the door of Shangyi hall, looking down at them walking through the arch bridge.

Long Yueling was discontented when she saw this. She thought that anyway, you are also a younger generation. In addition to the storm, there are several equally old predecessors in this industry. How can you stand so proudly? Shouldn't you come down quickly to meet them?

I don't have the consciousness to respect my predecessors at all. How can I be a good leader of this big group with the word "righteousness"?

Long Yueling's eyes narrowed slightly, slightly tilted her head and said to Fang Shan: "is there any way to make him ugly?"

"What's the difficulty?" Fang Shan whispered proudly.

Then Fang Shan's right index finger and thumb were hidden under his sleeve and rubbed slightly, and a very thin silk thread that could not be detected by ordinary human flesh eyes was pinched between his two fingers.

"What's this? It looks like it's very powerful." long Yueling thinks it's time to inspire Fang Shan's fighting spirit. We must gradually cultivate Fang Shan into an expert who can be alone. Can we see the leader when we fight Qiu Lin?

"This is a 'one line lead'," Fang Shan said. "In the way of Taoism, it is not bright, but it is the most beneficial way to make a fool of a villain. In fact, it can not be regarded as an attack move in Taoism. At best, it is for children who have just practiced Taoism to resist Qi and practice their hands."

Fang Shan said that he had pushed out a vitality from his fingertips, manipulated it with his mind, and pushed the silk thread out.

Obviously, the target is Zhou Wanli, who is standing high and overlooking them.

When this thread touched Zhou Wanli's waist, Fang Shan's fingers bent and this thread wrapped around Zhou Wanli's waist.

Long Yueling opened her eyes with vigour and clearly saw all this, but Zhou Wanli, who was the party to the joke, didn't have the high awareness ability of long Yueling. She was still pretending to be a big man with a concave shape!

"Guild leader!"

"Ouch!"

All of a sudden, the crowd exclaimed and saw Zhou Wanli rolling down from the high rank unprepared. Because the accident happened suddenly and Zhou Wanli couldn't be so willing to make a fool of himself, he naturally struggled. These meaningless struggles made him look more like a funny clown.

"Tut tut......"

All the people were crying out for joy for a moment, but it's not good for Zhou Wanli to see their joy at this time, so they can only hide their faces and pretend to be sad. But this kind of cover up has reached the limit, and no one really has the intention to come forward to help Zhou Wanli.

Zhou Wanli got up disheartened and was already angry. But he was not stupid. He looked at these people and glanced at everyone, but he didn't dare to directly ask who did it. Because he knew that the person who did it would never stand up, and there were more than 40 people coming to Shangyi hall. Once he asked, except the one who really did it to him Other than people, others will think he is making trouble without reason and biting people without anything.

I think he's a good leader. Naturally, there are a lot of adults. I won't care about these people!

"You mole ants... Dare to see our jokes..." Zhou Wanli looked at these closer and closer gang members and thought to himself, "you'll cry when we become an official and a grand duke."

"What's the matter? Your boy seems unconvinced..." long Yueling thought to herself. Seeing Zhou Wanli's gloomy face and his sinister eyes, he knew that the boy didn't know how to hurt them.

It's also strange. Some people feel friendly at first sight, and some people feel disgusted at first sight. Although she looks like a senior expert at this time, she really shouldn't care too much with the younger generation. But seeing the villain's sinister face, long Yueling has an impulse to clean up.

"Fang Shan, it seems that he fell unhappily. Give him another lesson!" long Yueling whispered.

"OK!" Fang Shan immediately became interested. Although he still kept his voice down, he could hear the hard to hide excitement. "I knew that you know me best, mother-in-law. You know I haven't had enough fun, so give me another chance!"

"Hum... Only this time..." long Yueling said.

I thought I didn't have the evil taste of playing tricks on people like you.

While talking, the silk thread in Fangshan's hand has been sent out again. No one can see the existence of the silk thread except long Yueling, who is closest to Fangshan and knows Fangshan's action.

But Zhou Wanli was not a fool after all. He had suffered from this inexplicable loss of strength before. This time, when he felt that there was a sudden strength pulling him down at his waist, he made a much faster response than the last time.

Zhou Wanli's body just slipped and was controlled by himself. His toes stopped on the first step and didn't fall down.

"Stop it quickly." long Yueling whispered.

However, Fang Shan was unwilling and still increased his strength.

"Don't make trouble, let go!" long Yueling directly interrupted the thread with a wisp of vitality.

In fact, this move originally just didn't want Zhou Wanli to notice the source of this strength, but he didn't expect it. Instead, the momentum of the silk thread directly threw Zhou Wanli down.

Although this time it was not as awkward as falling down the steps, it was not much better, but sat down firmly on the ground. And because the momentum is too strong, the body naturally leans back, and wants to control his body so that he won't fall down, so his legs naturally have to be lifted. It looks like a big bastard!