Self-cultivation of the villain prince

Besides, isn't it the best way to be together?Do you guys still like fair one-on-one duels?

"My king... my son..."

Xie Yu hadn't organized the language yet, but Liu Xian, who was kneeling on the ground, couldn't help but scolded Ouyang Jing angrily: "You idiot, don't you knelt down and apologize when you collided with a nobleman?"

The crowd onlookers scratched their heads and looked confused, but seeing Xie Yu's upright figure and bright eyes, they regarded Xie Yu as a disciple of a certain martial arts group or a long-established master of the world.

Ouyang Jing originally thought so, thinking that the other party was here to grab fame with him, but Liu Xian's attitude and Xie Yu's clothes made him think. As the idea appeared, his face unexpectedly appeared. Kind of joy that is hard to suppress.

The chance to become famous is here!

That's right, he just wandered around with the mentality of brushing up the reputation of the rivers and lakes, how else would every sentence carry the words "I Ouyang Jing"?

The disciples of the martial arts can learn more advanced martial arts, but they also have to face greater competition.From the outer disciple to the inner disciple, and then to the last true disciple, except for a few real martial arts geniuses, most people can only lose sight of everyone at the end.

A disciple like Ouyang Jing, who wants to stand out, can only gain prestige in the arena to obtain the resource tilt of the sect.

The reason why he chose to shoot in Zuixiangju was not to pity the little girl. As Liu Xian said, it's not his business for the father to sell his daughter!

But the backstage of this Zuixiangju is Wuyou Wangfu, everything is different!

As long as he Ouyang Jing stepped forward with his righteousness and won, all the people present would naturally help him propagate and praise him for being a young man and being a great martial artist!

It doesn't matter if you lose!

In this Liuxian district, there is a Guido and a domestic slave. Is it possible that he would dare to beat his Xingyimen disciple to death in the street?Even if he had a bad thought, the people onlookers would save his life for the sake of "morality".

As for this matter, Ouyang Jing did it first?

What if young people are more passionate?Doesn't it make him more virtuous if he knows he is defeated?

And there is no need to worry about Wuyou Wangfu. If Wuyou Wang hasn't taken over Zuixiangju, Ouyang Jing would like to have a scene of rushing to the Wangfu to kill the people!

The inspiration for this move came from Tang Muxue!

However, Ouyang Jing held a contemptuous attitude towards Tang Muxue. He had met Tang Muxue once, but he couldn't even say a word. The beauty of this cold woman was beautiful, as if she did not eat the fireworks.

However, this goddess, who is like a fairy in the moon palace, now lives in the Wangfu Wangfu. It is rumored that she has been admitted to the Wangyou Wangfu with her junior and sister.

hateful!Didn't even look at me at first!

the other side.

Xie Yu's ability to observe words and expressions was good, and he immediately understood the change in Ouyang Jing's expression.

In fact, he had already noticed that, with his current status and the scale of his industry, it was normal for him to conflict with the fledgling young heroes.

To put it simply, many people may use Wuyou Wangfu as a tool for prestige!

But your kid brushed his reputation on my face, now you want to brush me too?

Ouyang Jingyi said rightly: "You are the Worry-Free King, right? Indulge your subordinates to hurt people in the street, buy and sell people in the street, in order to satisfy their own desires, they want to scrape the people and the people, buy the brothel, and torture the poor girls day and night!"

He held his head high and loudly accused Xie Yu of what he had done with an angry look.

The onlookers all walked back, and then the discussion seemed to explode.

"It's Wuyou Wang... why is he here?"

"It's still worth talking about? Wuyou Wang bought two brothels at a big price. I'm afraid to enjoy the beauty of beauty at this time?"

"This Young Master Ouyang seems to be right. The Worry-Free Palace is extremely luxurious. To put it bluntly, these are the blood of the people of Cangyun County!"

The expressions of the two sergeants in civilian clothes changed drastically, and they rushed to the left and right sides of Xie Yu, pushing away the people who were in the way.

The turtle father Liu Xian didn't care too much, and immediately stood up to stand in front of Xie Yu, with a loyal appearance.

Although Xie Yu had never seen him.

The actions of the three made others feel that Xie Yu was guilty!

"Worry King is rampant and domineering in Cangyun County, and I will wait a long time for the people!"

"Fairy Ruomeng was even defiled, I will never let him go!"

Ouyang Jing smiled. From now on, he will surely become famous and become a true disciple just around the corner.

Xie Yu looked at him with a smile but a little flustered.

Xi Douyue Fist relies on its own domineering, dead energy with the meaning of death, by hitting the secret holes of others, and it uses death energy to conquer the opponent’s meridians, more accurately the nervous system, Achieve various magical effects, such as forcing the opponent to tell the truth and controlling the time of death of the opponent.

If a person with strong true qi can resist one or two, use a lot of true qi to wipe away the dead qi, but Ouyang Jing is obviously not among them.

But it doesn't have to be so troublesome, it's too conspicuous.

"Why are you looking for this king?"

Xie Yu retreated the two sergeants.

In his eyes, there was a faintly invisible purple color.

Ouyang Jing was about to raise her head and rant, but suddenly her expression became blank and empty.

The bundled zhenqi carried Xie Yu's voice into his ears.

A ray of purple meaning gradually appeared in Ouyang Jing's pupils.

"Do you want money?" Xie Yu's voice suddenly became louder.

He took out a thick stack of banknotes from his arms, but suddenly slapped it on Ouyang Jing's face.

Chapter Thirty Nine

The thick banknote was drawn heavily on his face.

Everyone present seemed to feel a pain in their faces.

But everyone's next second thought is the same: I really want to be drawn by so many silver tickets!

"This is a pile of silver bills worth one thousand taels..." The sharp-eyed man saw the amount of the silver bills.

Gurgling.

The sounds of swallowing saliva were surprisingly consistent.

'Can Young Master Ouyang stick to himself with so much money?'

They all thought.