Chapter 511 Wan Shanhong

While Wu Zhongyuan was sizing up the young woman, the young woman was also sizing him up.

"What's your name?" the young woman tilted her head and asked with a smile.

"What do you want to do?" Wu Zhongyuan asked back. Since the woman was far away from him, he could not sense her spiritual energy cultivation, but this person must have spiritual energy cultivation. Otherwise, he would have discovered this person's existence long ago.

The young woman did not answer his words, but reminded her kindly, "Run quickly, his tribe is coming."

Wu Zhongyuan frowned when he heard the sound and listened carefully. Sure enough, he heard footsteps coming from three miles downstream. The footsteps were very messy and there were many people.

"If you beat him like this, he won't let you go. Run away." The young woman laughed.

"Are you Wan Shanhong, the master of Yanyun Mountain?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

"Hey, you actually recognize me?" The young woman was very surprised.

Wu Zhongyuan did not answer. In fact, he had only heard of Wan Shanhong's name, but had not seen her. The reason why he guessed it was her was because this person could hear sounds three miles away, and he could also vaguely hear them. Yes, this shows that both of them are Taixuan cultivators, and the three Taixuan masters in the Southern Wilderness are Liu Jin'e from Tiancan Valley, Dongyunju from Taiping Village, and Wanshanhong from Yanyun Mountain.

"Why are you still standing there dumbly," Wan Shanhong said with a smile, "The Minshan people are very powerful at using poison. If they catch you, they will make you unable to survive or die."

Wu Zhongyuan did not move. Although he was beating up the gangsters before, he had not used spiritual energy. He was wearing casual clothes at this time and had not put on the green dragon armor. Therefore, Wan Shanhong did not see where he came from.

Seeing that Wu Zhongyuan was motionless, Wan Shanhong vaguely guessed that he was a master of Qi training, so he picked up a stone and threw it at him.

The pebbles flew towards them quickly, but Wu Zhongyuan turned to avoid them.

Since he had never used spiritual energy, Wan Shanhong still could not determine his specific cultivation level. However, since he was able to avoid it, it meant that he knew martial arts, so Wan Shanhong did not urge him to leave.

"Hey, what's your name?" Wan Shanhong asked casually.

"What do you want to do?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

"Haha, why not? I quite like your temper. Let's make friends." Wan Shanhong gave him a wink, which was very exaggerated and mostly joking.

"I'm not usually like this." Wu Zhongyuan said.

"Then what are you usually like?" Wan Shanhong asked with a smile.

"I'm already married." Wu Zhongyuan got vaccinated first.

"Hahaha, if I make friends with you, do I care whether you have a family or not?" Wan Shanhong laughed.

"What are you laughing at? What's so funny?" Wu Zhongyuan frowned.

"I can't help but laugh when I think of what you did just now," Wan Shanhong said with a smile, "You made people swear, and you even made people cry that they can't live without you, hahaha, I'm laughing so hard. You are so interesting, how old are you?”

"How old are you?" Wu Zhongyuan asked,

Wan Shanhong is as famous as Liu Jin'e and Dong Yunju. Logically speaking, he shouldn't be so young.

"It's not a loss if you call me Auntie." Wan Shanhong smiled lightly.

"How old are you?" Wu Zhongyuan was curious. Wan Shanhong visually estimated that he was only twenty-four or five years old.

"You know so much, don't you know it's rude to ask a woman about her youth?" Wan Shanhong said with a smile.

Wu Zhongyuan tilted his head to look at her.

Wan Shanhong picked up a stone and threw it to the river, "Count it yourself."

The pebbles flew across the water, causing a series of ripples.

"Thirty-six?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

"Can you speak?" Wan Shanhong stroked his hair and joked, "The little girl was eighteen years ago."

Knowing that Wan Shanhong was thirty-six years old, Wu Zhongyuan felt relieved. He was only twenty-two this year. There was a difference of fourteen years. Wan Shanhong was almost as old as his mother. When joking with him, he just thought he was very interesting and did not There are no other factors mixed in.

"How old are you?" Wan Shanhong asked with a smile.

"I was eleven years ago," Wu Zhongyuan said casually.

As soon as these words came out, Wan Shanhong laughed again and said, "Haha, I like you so much, accept me as your sister."

Wu Zhongyuan did not answer, but showed disgust in his eyes.

Wu Zhongyuan's disgusted expression made Wan Shanhong laugh again, "What's that look in your eyes? Are you unwilling?"

"You know who I am, so you accept me as your younger brother?" Wu Zhongyuan curled his lips.

"I don't know who you are, but you are kind-hearted and very interesting. If I had met you when I was young, I would have risked my life to marry you. Unfortunately, I am old." Wan Shanhong exaggerated He sighed, then pointed at a group of people rushing from downstream, "Are you serious about not running away?"

Wu Zhongyuan did not move. Not only were there people from the lower reaches, but also people from the upper reaches were approaching here. Judging from the sound of footsteps, there were quite a few people. However, the group of people from the upper reaches were still far away from here at this time. They should not be the same group as those from the lower reaches. Son's.

"Why did I run?" Wu Zhongyuan said casually, "I acted bravely, stopped the crime, and preserved this girl's reputation. They should thank me."

"But it's not the Gu tribe but the Minshan tribe that came." Wan Shanhong said.

"The people coming upstream should be the Gu tribe, right?" Wu Zhongyuan said.

Hearing Wu Zhongyuan's words, Wan Shanhong frowned and listened. When he heard the footsteps, he turned back in doubt and looked Wu Zhongyuan up and down.

She judged Wu Zhongyuan's cultivation level using the same method that Wu Zhongyuan used to judge hers. The footsteps upstream were also several miles away. She had Taixuan cultivation level, but what she heard was still very vague. This showed that Wu Zhongyuan's His cultivation level is not lower than hers.

Thirty or forty people came running downstream, mostly middle-aged men, wearing Southern Wilderness clothing. In addition to some common weapons, they also carried bamboo baskets on their backs and hung baskets on their waists. Some of them were still holding bamboo tubes in their hands. .

Wan Shanhong had been sitting where she was. When everyone from the Minshan tribe saw her and saw that she looked normal and that she was a young woman, they did not attack her. They ran past her and charged at Wu Zhongyuan menacingly.

Wu Zhongyuan still had a cotton locust note in his hand, so he was undoubtedly the murderer.

The gangster was lying on the ground pretending to be dead. When he saw his tribe coming, he immediately became energetic, struggled to his feet, and shouted for help.

After hearing everyone's name for gangster, Wu Zhongyuan realized that this guy was the son of the leader of the Minshan tribe.

Wu Zhongyuan originally wanted to reason with them, but they refused to reason with him. They brandished weapons and started beating them when they came up.

Not all tribes can practice Qi. In fact, there are not many tribes that can practice Qi. The Minshan tribe has no spiritual Qi cultivation, and all fighting relies on brute force.

It's naturally not worth using weapons to deal with these people. He can just hit them with a small stick. He reacts quickly and doesn't even need to activate his spiritual energy.

Seeing that he was no match for Wu Zhongyuan, the people of the Minshan tribe used their special skills, scorpions, centipedes, poisonous snakes, and poisonous arrows, and they all attacked him. They blew medicinal powder and poisonous smoke. Two of them threw toads at him.

Wu Zhongyuan had no choice but to extend his spiritual energy and condense the spiritual energy barrier outside himself.

Seeing the deep purple barrier, Wan Shanhong stood up and stared with a frown.

Seeing that the "hidden weapons" thrown out were all bounced back by the spiritual energy barrier, the Minshan people were frightened and retreated one after another, stopping the attack.

The gangster was shouting loudly, but when he realized that the rescue of his tribe was blocked, he hurriedly fell back on the ground and continued to pretend to be dead.

At this moment, Wan Shanhong started to laugh again, happier and more unrestrained than before.

"Why are you laughing again?" Wu Zhongyuan squinted in disgust.

"I know who you are, haha, yes, it must be you." Wan Shanhong probably laughed so hard that his stomach hurt, and he raised his hand to cover his stomach.

"What's this mess?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

"You are Wu Zhongyuan, the leader of the Bear Clan." Wan Shanhong said.

"Even a fool can guess it." Wu Zhongyuan sneered. He was the only 22-year-old Taixuan master in the world.

"Haha, I was still wondering before, what kind of person is Da Wu of the Bear Clan? Not only did he force Dongyunju to marry a fat woman, but he also forced Dongyunju to have a child with that fat woman. If he couldn't give birth, I'm going to give someone a funeral, hahaha, I'm so happy, you are so out of tune." Wan Shanhong leaned forward and backward with a smile.

Wu Zhongyuan did not refute. In fact, he spent most of his time on tune, but there were also times when he acted independently and did strange things.

The Minshan tribe is a small tribe in the Southern Wilderness, but they have also heard of the Bear tribe and know that the Bear tribe is one of the three giants in Middle-earth. Seeing that Wu Zhongyuan turned out to be the leader of the Bear tribe, they almost wet their pants in fright. If it hadn't been for the Shaodong family Lying on the ground, they would have run away long ago.

Not long after, a group of about twenty people came upstream, led by a middle-aged man, about forty years old. These people must have been attracted by the hooligan's shrill screams, and they were all carrying bows and arrows.

This middle-aged man seemed to be Hua Ping's father. Seeing him arriving, Hua Ving immediately ran towards him crying.

The middle-aged man asked eagerly what happened, but Hua Vase just cried and didn't answer.

The vase didn't say anything, and the middle-aged man didn't continue to ask. There was a man covered in blood and disheveled lying on the ground. Here was his daughter, who was crying and sobbing. In the middle stood a young man wearing Chinese costumes, with his hands in his hands. There is also a small stick in the bag, so you don’t need to ask what happened, it’s clear at a glance.

The Minshan clan wanted to save the gangster but didn't dare, and the Gu clan wanted to make sure that the vase had suffered but couldn't say anything. The atmosphere was very awkward.

"Well," Wu Zhongyuan cleared his throat, "Let me make a long story short, what is this man's name? Oh, Gunabao, Gunabao found a few thugs to bully Marceau, but at a critical moment he ran out and became a good guy... …”

Before Wu Zhongyuan could finish his words, the gangster shouted to admit his mistake, "I know I was wrong. I was also obsessed with love and I messed up. I should be beaten. I deserve it."

After the gangster shouted, Hua Ping's father immediately took over the conversation, "Young hero, thank you very much. It's a good thing that you took action in time, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."

As soon as the two of them started talking, Wu Zhongyuan could no longer continue. The reason why the gangster was so anxious to interrupt was undoubtedly because he was worried that he would tell everyone about his previous misfortunes. The reason why Hua Ping's father intervened was to let everyone know that his daughter was still innocent and had not been succeeded by gangsters.

At this point, the matter has basically come to an end. Those who should be beaten should be beaten, and those who are at fault should be admitted. Everyone knows the truth of the matter. From Wu Zhongyuan's standpoint, there is nothing else to say. .

"Let's go, let's go." Wu Zhongyuan waved his hands to everyone in the Minshan tribe,

After he was released, the people from Minshan hurriedly came over to lift up the gangster and swam down the river in despair.

After everyone from the Minshan tribe left, Hua Ping's father raised his hand to Wu Zhongyuan again, "The Gu tribe is not far from here. Please step forward, young hero, and allow me to wait for a few days to show my gratitude. "

Before Wu Zhongyuan could answer, Wan Shanhong's voice came from a distance, "Chief Miba, if you really want to thank me, show some sincerity. I heard that you practiced a pair of Mother and Son Heart Gu not long ago, and you have this Is something going on..."

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