Chapter 17

After Wu Shen was dressed, he started to attack shangguanyun with both hands and feet. Compared with yesterday, today, Wu Shen can only give him 30 points of cultivation value for each attack, which makes shangguanyun a little uncomfortable.

This cultivation value is less and less, it seems that we need to find a stronger free hitter.

Finally, shangguanyun gets enough cultivation value from Wu Shen. He just looks at shangguanyun leaving as if nothing happened. On the contrary, Wu Shen feels a little cold and sweaty.

He always felt like he had a ghost.

Shangguanyun next is to find the target, and soon found those servants again, so the pond is full of people who keep swimming.

Then he set his target on Yanwu hall. Unfortunately, there was no one in Yanwu hall today, which wasted his consciousness of being ready to lie down and be beaten.

He had never been so eager to be beaten. Every time he thought about it, he felt a strange excitement.

"Do these people have a rest on a Saturday?" Shangguanyun naturally refused to give up. His cultivation had not been completed, and none of them could run.

We have to let them beat themselves.

Bored to wander around, he was so tragic that he didn't know where those people lived.

It's no wonder that he's just a young master. In fact, he's worse than a servant. How can he enter the clan? It's ridiculous.

The son of a patriarch in Tangtang never even stepped into his own home. If it wasn't for cultivation, he would leave here and destroy it when he became strong.

He had no feelings for the family but hatred.

In Luocheng, there are only two hundred stores in the family.

The green stone path is paved with goose warm stones on both sides of the path. Beside the stone road, there are flowers in full bloom. Now is the time for flowers to blossom. Red, yellow, blue and green have their own merits.

Come to an independent courtyard, red paint as new, a look at the layout of the courtyard and scenery, you know it is the residence of a young master in the family.

"I'll make an operation on you, who let you be first met by Laozi." Shangguanyun doesn't need to be afraid at all. There is no one who can kill him in the world, but he can't even kill God.

Open the door, a fragrance came, looking at the dress around, pink curtains, red curtain, this is a woman's boudoir.

Shangguanyun is a little bit reluctant. He doesn't want to let all women go up. Bah, he doesn't want to let all women fight.

"Xiaocui, bring me the clothes. I'm going to wash them." A high cold with unquestionable voice came, the voice has a little strong and arrogant.

Shangguanyun, who had planned to leave, immediately sank after hearing this voice. In my memory, this woman never gave her a good face when she saw herself from childhood, and deliberately let others humiliate herself by various means to make her happy.

Now that he has changed someone else, he will forget it. But since fate has let them meet, it means that God wants to let their resentment rise again. If he does not seize the opportunity to let the hatred between them rise, it is estimated that even God will not let him go.

"I've been very kind since I was a child. If you want to learn to be cruel, you can start to practice from her." Shangguan cloud said, toward a translucent blue gauze past.

"How slow, wipe my back quickly." Shangguan Ruohong, like a princess, has a bad tone.

As soon as shangguanyun heard this, he decided not to refuse. You asked me to do this. I'm a gentleman. Of course I can't refuse your kindness.

Although it's just the back, but the 3000 black hair shawl, shoulders like white jade, the scenery is still very charming.

I'm going up, or I'm going up, or I'm going up.

Hey, hey, hey.

Shangguanyun stepped forward decisively...