Lying in the arms of the senior brother wantonly

Chapter 293 One Family, Only One Child Is Smart and Reliable

Zhuang Long and Zhuang Yi had already seen this scene, and their reactions were much calmer than those present.

"You, you, you..." He Qinglin smashed the table beside him with his palm, and stood up angrily, with hideous features and protruding eyes, as if he wanted to tear Jimo Qing alive.

"He Qinglin, how dare you?!" Zhuang Rangchun pulled Zhuang Yi aside to a safe place, and then put on the majesty of the head of the Zhuang family again, glanced at the torn table, and roared: "Why did you break my table? , lose money!"

Zhuang Long covered his face.

Zhuang Yan seemed to have expected this to happen a long time ago. He took a sip of tea from his teacup, and the old god was watching.

Shen Gunian was... very speechless...

Is the point the table?

Like it is?

The dealer's furniture looks quite expensive?

If it were me, I would definitely make him pay ten times.

Shen Gunian was thinking like this, completely unaware of his focus, and went astray again.

No, this time it was led astray by Zhuang Rangchun.

He Qifeng just had his tongue pulled out. For a cultivator, a broken tongue can regenerate, but he doesn't know what method Jimoqing used. After He Qifeng was able to move, he immediately took a healing elixir, and the bleeding stopped. But the tongue didn't grow back.

At this time, He Qifeng ran in in panic and despair, drawing his sword to kill Jimoqing.

However, before he could make a move, he was kicked by Shen Gu Nian and fell outside the house again.

How could He Qinglin bear it, and made a killer move at Shen Gunian.

Shen Gunian was not afraid at all. Although this He Qinglin was in the early Yuanying stage, he felt too weak. With his cultivation at the peak of the Jindan stage, he was fully capable of fighting against him.

He Qinglin made a move, while Shen Gunian had already drawn out his sword. The aura of the peak cultivation of the golden core period gathered the sword edge, and pierced He Qinglin's palm. The two auras collided, producing a strong aura that turned into sharp wind blades and flew around .

The furniture was blown to pieces.

Zhuang Rangchun was dumbfounded, and wailed in pain: "Don't hit me, don't hit me, I have to go out and fight, my table, my chair!!"

Su Shimei pinched Zhuang Rangchun's arm angrily, and gritted her teeth: "Is this the time? Huh?"

With lingering fear in his heart, Zhuang Long quickly stood away and said, "Mother, let them fight like this?"

"Let's watch." Zhuang Yan walked aside at some point, moved the chair he was sitting on, and placed it next to his parents, saying: "The He family, I'm afraid a catastrophe is imminent."

When Zhuang Yan said this, his eyes fell on Jimo Qing who was sitting firmly on the chair.

Zhuang Yi poked his head behind his parents: "Big Brother, Second Brother, aren't we going to help?"

The whole family ignored him and concentrated on watching the fight between Shen Gu Nian and He Qinglin.

Logically speaking, He Qinglin's cultivation had the upper hand over Shen Gu Nian, but in the fight between the two, Shen Gu Nian had the upper hand.

The more He Qinglin fought, the more frightened he became. He thought it was easy to catch, but it turned out to be a hard nut to crack.

Suddenly, Shen Gunian's starry eyes flashed, and he retracted the long sword in his hand, palm to palm, and struck He Qinglin hard in the chest.

He Qinglin's eyes were about to burst, and the pain in his chest rushed straight to his heart. He was blown away and hit the rockery. He spat out blood with a bang, stared at Shen Gunian in disbelief, and gasped, "You, Are you not a sword cultivator?"

Sword repairers have always only used swords in the competition. The palm just now is not a move that sword repairers can use at all.

Shen Gu Nian put his sword back into its sheath, and squinted: "Who told you that I am a sword cultivator? I am a miscellaneous cultivator."

Jimo Qing raised his eyebrows: "Miscellaneous repair?"

Shen Gu Nian chuckled: "Learn everything, isn't it just a miscellaneous cultivator?"

Jimo Qing: Words are always so simple and unpretentious.

He Qinglin's chest panting became more severe upon hearing this.

He Qifeng was dumbfounded when he saw his father was actually defeated by Shen Gunian, who was a Jindan cultivator, and then kept backing away in horror.

"You Nascent Soul really have a false name." Shen Gunian rubbed his chin: "I'm afraid, is it the cultivation base made of medicine?"

He Qinglin's pupils shrank and his lips trembled: "Nonsense!"

After saying this, he gasped even more and coughed a few times.

Shen Gu Nian's seemingly inconspicuous slap can hit the opponent's heart, even in the Nascent Soul stage, it is enough to eat a pot.

Just like Jimoqing taught, when fighting against others, there is no need for extra tricks, just find the weak point and kill with one blow.

And the sword of a sword repairer can only be invincible in constant actual combat, drinking blood and fighting.

Shen Gu Nian stared brightly, as if he understood everything about He Qinglin, then ignored He Qinglin's guilty eyes that suddenly flashed, sat back on the chair, then seemed to remember something, and said contemptuously to He Qinglin: "My name is Gu Nian, It's a casual cultivator."

He Qinglin was having difficulty breathing. Shen Gunian's words meant that the leader of his clan, Yuanying cultivation level, lost to a casual cultivator with golden core cultivation level.

If it gets out, what face does their family have?Where is the majesty?

He Qinglin was lifted up by his son He Qifeng, his face was pale, he didn't even bother to say anything about the scene, he staggered away, but before he left, his divine sense turned into a sharp blade and stabbed at Shen Gunian.

"Ah——" He Qinglin suddenly fell to the ground, his face pale, and his eyes looked at Jimo Qing in horror.

He Qifeng wanted to shout out, but his tongue was pulled out, so he could only carry his father on his back and run away in panic.

"Huh?" Shen Gunian was also sensitively aware that He Qinglin wanted to plot against him, but it was a pity that Jimoqing not only blocked his divine sense, but also defeated the opponent's cultivation by Jimoqing.

You must know that the Nascent Soul's consciousness, cultivation base, and soul are one. If the consciousness is broken and the foundation is unstable, the cultivation base will plummet.

According to Jimoqing's temperament, I'm afraid this He Qinglin is useless.

"Master, since we have a distinguished guest, we will not bother you any more." The Li family, who had been on the sidelines from the beginning to the end, bid farewell wisely and left, walking in the same direction as He Qifeng left.

Shen Gunian looked meaningfully at the back of the Li family leaving, and said slowly: "The mantis catching the cicada and the oriole are behind, and I don't know who will die in the end."

Zhuang Long, who was helping to clean up the chairs, heard this and was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

Zhuang Yan said: "He Qinglin is seriously injured now, and the Li family wants to take this opportunity to kill him. In this way, the He family will become the property of the Li family. This is a good wishful thinking."

"However, if the Li family really thinks that this will make the He family suffer a crushing defeat, then it is a big mistake."

Shen Gunian glanced at Zhuang Yan, then at Zhuang Rangchun, who was distressed by the furniture, and Su Shimei with a calm face, said seriously: "Are you considering inheriting your father's position as patriarch in advance?"

A family with only one child is smart and reliable.

Zhuang Yan laughed out loud: "No matter how smart you are, you can't compare to Brother Gu."

He had just fought against He Qinglin, and from his opponent's cultivation, he guessed that He Qinglin was just a pawn on the face of the He family, and the real strength of the He family had always been lurking in the dark.

That's why there is that sentence: whoever wins the deer dies.