What they want to destroy now is precisely this belief, to suppress his reputation, and let all the supernatural beings see that the so-called blood of the Yan family is nothing more than that.Only in this way can it be logical for him to disappear from the public eye and no longer be their fear.

But if Yan Wushu successfully emerges from the practice field, the situation will change.We all know that the higher the potential, the more difficult it is to improve in the practice field. If he enters and comes out successfully, the meaning of the three words "Yan Wushu" will be even higher.

Not knowing that the person on the opposite side had turned so many thoughts, Yan Wushu retreated almost half of his body to the corridor, staring at the crowded group of people outside in horror and helplessness with a pair of eyes.

He didn't know what to do, whether it was the current situation or what they called the practice field containment.

Why is it so difficult... Yan Wushu was scared, wronged, and angry.Angry at why he always encounters these things, angry... angry at why these people always bully him.

"Haven't thought about it yet, what do you think?" The opposite person took a few steps closer, as if he must get an answer from him, admitting that he didn't have the courage, or accepting this near-death challenge.

Although he is not smart, he also knows that these people have bad intentions, and no matter what they say, they are following their wishes.

Unable to fight and unable to escape, Yan Wushu took two steps back, opened his mouth to say something, but before he could, his eyes turned red.

But he still held back his tears and stared at them with a fierce look.

Here are all their men, he is surrounded, and no one can save him.Yan Wushu could only resist passively.

Yan Wushu, who was shrinking back more and more, was mostly blocked by the wall of the corridor. He vaguely saw a black shadow approaching, and his eyelashes trembled in fright, thinking that he was going to be beaten.

But he soon realized that the figure stopped, and slowly raised his eyes - the tall red-haired man stood in front of him with his pockets in his pockets, his posture was casual, but his aura was extremely terrifying.

"Tell that dog from the Yan family to come out. If he has the ability to send someone here, he can't take my fight?"

The Yan family, headed by him, recognized him with surprise on their faces.Someone from behind the crowd also screamed: "Master?!"

"I rely on Sheng Jingyang!"

"Shouldn't he be with the Yan family? Why does it look like he wants to help Yan Wushu?"

"That's right, just now I saw those Sheng family members who were on guard calling him young master. Seeing their expressions, it's so fun."

While they were still discussing, the person headed by the Yan family was planning to say something to dissuade Sheng Jingyang.

And Sheng Jingyang's amber eyes were already full of hostility and impatience.He saw it all, Yan Wushu's eyes were reddened by these people.The red light suddenly rose, and in the next instant, before everyone could react, the sounds of fists and flesh were clenched one after another, and the Yan family who had reacted rushed to fight.

The warning sign on the wall prohibiting fighting became more and more eye-catching in the light and shadow of the melee.

After a chaotic battle, none of the burly men of the Yan family who surrounded Yan Wushu escaped, and within a few breaths, they were beaten with missing teeth and hands. Several Sheng family members who tried to persuade them were also greeted indiscriminately.The ground at the junction is full of wailing supernatural beings.

"Illusionary, I've heard that Sheng Jingyang is rebellious and unruly, he is really unruly, he is so ruthless that he even beats his own family, but he is so handsome." Someone said with dull eyes.

"Handsome is handsome, even if a fight in a public area is 100% confinement, the head of the Sheng family will not spare him lightly, and I don't know what he thinks."

After Sheng Jingyang tidied up everyone, he patted the non-existent dust on his clothes, probably because he was a little embarrassed when parting last time, he pretended to be impatient and walked in front of Yan Wushu who was huddled in the corner of the corridor.

Seeing Yan Wushu huddled in the corner and watching him timidly, he clicked his tongue: "I won't eat you again, is it that scary?"

Yan Wushu looked at him and shook his head slowly. He knew that Sheng Jingyang had saved him, but the shadow left by the previous beating was too deep, plus Sheng Jingyang... the red-haired pupil was tall and strong, full of oppression, justIt's terrible.

Seeing the uncontrollable fear in his eyes, Sheng Jingyang scratched her head irritably.

These beautiful eyes, whether it is the arena or Rainbow Town, are always like this when they come to memory, timidly, full of fear and alienation towards Sheng Jingyang, everyone admits that Yan Wushu is very beautiful like thisIt's very attractive, it makes one's heart tickle, and at the same time, there is an unexplainable discomfort, as if something is not satisfied.

There must be something missing.

Sheng Jingyang, who couldn't figure it out, became more and more irritable, but in the gradually frightened eyes of the surrounding audience, Sheng Jingyang suddenly strode close to Yan Wushu.

Then abruptly squatted down in front of his eyes.

Yan Wushu opened his eyes, watching helplessly as he held his hand, and then slapped himself hard on the face.

Amber eyes stared straight at him, his expression was no longer tense as before, and there was a hint of expectation: "Are you still afraid? If you are still afraid, you can hit him twice more, no, as many times as you like, I have thick skin, you can do whatever you want."beat."

Yan Wushu raised his hand in a daze, and didn't fight for a long time.

Sheng Jingyang's jawline was tense, seeing that he was not moving, he took his hand and slapped himself.

Yan Wushu finally came to his senses, and hurriedly wanted to withdraw his hand.

Sheng Jingyang didn't stop him, and when he pinched his hands and looked at him blankly with those beautiful eyes, he grinned: "Are you still afraid?"

The author has something to say:

There is no rest quota for this week, plus I bet on full attendance with my friends in August, so I can’t do it anymore, and it will be updated every day until the end of August

Chapter 37

The palms were a little numb, which was enough to prove how much strength Sheng Jingyang had used. Yan Wushu finally realized what he had done, and looked at him with eyes that were half puzzled and half at a loss.

"I……"

Seeing the redness of his palm, he quickly squeezed his hand again: "Does it hurt?" Sheng Jingyang looked a little annoyed, he only knew how thick his skin was, and forgot how delicate Yan Wushu was.

At this distance, the fragrant fragrance that he suspected to be a potion has long filled his senses, and the delicate and soft hand was held in his hand, and the touch was unbelievably good.

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