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The moment he said this, everyone in the hall was shocked.

Even the 'Black Faced Evil God', Bai Dalong, who had been wearing a gloomy expression all this time also smiled along with her words. Leng Qing's words were obviously saying that Ouyang Erlang and the others were too shameless when they spied.

Putting aside the two brutes, just the Ouyang Family alone, Huai Nan's Martial Family and the Nangong Family that once dominated Jiangnan were known as the two great martial arts families. Although they weren't as famous as the Nangong Family, they were still renowned in the martial arts world, not just anyone could afford to provoke them!

When everyone saw Leng Qingwu in her prime, they couldn't help but marvel at the fact that both he and the white-robed young man didn't seem to have a backer that dared to insult the descendants of the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan.

Xia Yuxue looked at Leng Qing with interest, then pointed at Ouyang Erlang and said tenderly, "Oh, little brother, are you scolding him?"

Under the gaze of the crowd, Leng Qing immediately became a bit nervous. After being asked by Xia Yuxue, he did not know how to respond and turned to look at Tie Qingyi.

Tie Qingyi raised her head and said in a clear voice: "That's right, my brother here has a nature that makes him hateful. In his entire life, he never got used to these dirty and despicable men. After being repeatedly dissuaded, he was finally able to suppress his anger. In the end, when I heard that this brat actually dared to say, 'I've seen enough', this brother of mine really couldn't hold back his anger, that's why he cursed at me. "

Leng Qing stared at Tie Qingyi with his eyes wide open, his face full of curiosity. Since when did he get used to these fellows' despicable actions? Just based on those two big, bulky men, not to mention not daring to have a fit of anger, they had already disappeared without a trace.

Just as he was wondering, Tie Qingyi's voice suddenly rang in his ears: "In a while, whatever I say, you will follow me. Didn't you want to learn skills? Don't miss out on this opportunity!"

Leng Qing was staring at Tie Qingyi. Although she could clearly see that he did not say anything, his words were as clear as a mosquito.

He looked at the person on the table beside him who was looking at him and didn't seem to hear what Tie Qingyi said to him. He thought to himself: "Brother Tie really has a lot of skills, I can't even listen to his words. This is so fun, he wants to teach me skills. I have to be obedient!"

When Xia Yuxue heard that someone had addressed her as a "Heavenly Immortal" lady with righteousness, she broke into a smile. Glancing at Tie Qingyi's handsome face, she bit her lips and said: "I'm not a lady anymore!"

Just then, Leng Qing heard Tie Qingyi's voice that was as soft as an ant, and did not hesitate anymore. She followed Tie Qingyi's words and said loudly: "Young lady's words are wrong, even at the age of eighty, a beauty like a beauty like a moon, can bear the title of 'young lady'. These fellows were blasphemous towards girls. Wasn't this the same as a toad wanting to eat swan meat? Sigh … "I'm so angry, I'm so angry!

The tense atmosphere upstairs immediately eased up by quite a bit. Just now, when Xia Yuxue bit her lips in an extremely flirtatious manner, it caused the black face that Yu Dalong had just put on a smile to darken again. At this moment, he couldn't help but smile.

Some people couldn't hold back their laughter any longer when they saw Bai Dalong.

Some of them took the lead, and others from upstairs followed suit. Some even started cheering, "Well said! Well said! "

Tie Qingyi took a step back and used both hands to support Leng Qing's left foot. She placed it on the table and exclaimed: "Amazing! There should be applause! " The leader clapped.

Bai Dalong smiled and clapped his hands. Soon after, thunderous applause could be heard from upstairs.

Amidst the applause, Leng Qing stood on the table with her hands on her hips. Her brocade clothes sparkled brightly in the sunlight shining through the skylight, like a crane among a flock of chickens, majestic and imposing!

Xia Yuxue was laughing like a flower. If those words came from an adult, she would only treat it as flattery. However, from Leng Qing, that child, it was not the slightest bit fake. It truly made one's heart burst with joy.

A trace of malice flashed across Ouyang Erlang's face as he glared venomously at Leng Qing.

Xia Yuxue laughed, "Yo, why is it that when Mister Ouyang thinks you're from the Ouyang Family, I'm scared? Could it be that you think this little brother is wrong? " Although a smile was plastered on his face, his two hands were placed on the hilt of the two steel short swords at his waist!

Ouyang Erlang's face was ashen as he said fearfully, "I …" I am not an ordinary disciple of the Ouyang Family, Ouyang Tian is … It's my father! "

"Oh." Xia Yuxue said blandly, "So Young Master Ouyang is actually the Young Clan Master of the 'Ouyang Family'. But I didn't ask whose son you were. Are you trying to use your father's name to scare me off? "

Ouyang Erlang did indeed have this intention, but this "Laughing Luosha" did not seem to buy it. His heart was in turmoil as he continuously complained about the price.

However, at this time, the cold voice came again, and it was still the majestic posture of the man with his hands on his hips as he said: "When you first came here, your eyes were high and you did not have the kind and honest air that a noble family's son should have. And when you were unaware of the situation, you would lust after beautiful women and speak nonsense when you saw them; it was unwise of you. Worst of all, how could you call your father by his name in front of outsiders? You are such a heartless, unwise, and fearless unfilial person, and yet you still have the face to bring up your father. Wouldn't that disgrace your great reputation as the 'Ouyang Aristocrat Clan'? "

The righteous words spoken in these words could be said to have the force of sound. Even those who were hugging the people who were watching the show gradually quietened down, looking at Leng Qing in astonishment.

Cold sweat dripped down Ouyang Erlang's forehead. Although he was a lustful and lustful man, he was still a descendant of a martial arts family. It was as Leng Qing had said; he had greatly humiliated his family's name.

He wanted to fight back, but who among those who had died under the two short swords of Laughing Luosha was more famous than him? As for the three disciples beside him, in terms of martial arts, they were inferior to him. At that moment, he was stuck in a dilemma. His face was flushed red like a pig's liver!

The eyes of the "Black Faced Evil God" was also somewhat surprised as he suddenly slammed the table and stood up, shouting loudly, "Well said! With young brother's age, to be able to say such words, I will not have made this trip to the Henan Province in vain! "

"Since the ancient times, a hero has always been a young man. This old man never thought that he would be able to see such a young hero in Luoyang City. This trip was truly worthwhile!"

Before Bai Dalong could finish his sentence, someone came up the stairs. As they walked, he continued, "This old man thanks Little Hero for reprimanding our sect's unfilial disciples and protecting the Ouyang Family's reputation from embarrassment. Many thanks!"

When Ouyang Erlang heard the voice, he was overjoyed. When he saw the person who had arrived, he was so excited that he almost cried out. He called out, "Third Uncle!"

This person was also wearing a silk gown. He was tall, had no crown on his head, and his gray hair was tied up with a ribbon. His eyes were bright, and he had a short, stiff moustache under his chin.

When the people upstairs heard him call "Third Uncle", they were all stunned for a moment.

Someone saw the old man coming up with a ghost-headed broadsword that was half a foot longer than a normal broadsword. He cried out in alarm, "Ouyang Hu!"

The three people behind Ouyang Erlang hurried over to bow and pay their respects. "This disciple greets Lord Third!"

Amongst the crowd, the one who had exclaimed a moment ago said in a low voice, "It really is the Third Master of the Ouyang Family, Old Man Ouyang Hu!"