Origin Chapter 511: Wanshanhong
While Wu Zhongyuan looked at the young woman, the young woman looked at him.
"What's your name?" the young woman asked with a smile.
"What do you want?" Wu Zhongyuan asked back, because the woman was far away from him, he couldn't perceive the other person's spiritual qi cultivation, but this person must have spiritual qi cultivation, otherwise he would have discovered the existence of this person long ago.
The young woman did not answer his words, but kindly reminded, "You run away, his clan is here."
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 a lot of people.
"If you beat him like this, they 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 surprised.
Wu Zhongyuan didn't answer. In fact, he had only heard of Wan Shanhong's name, but had never seen her. The reason why he guessed it was her is because this person could hear voices from three miles away, and he also I could vaguely hear that the two were both Taixuan practitioners, and the three major Taixuan masters in the Southern Wilderness were Liu Jin'e from Tiancangu, Dongyunju from Taipingzhai, and Wanshanhong from Yanyun Mountain.
"What are you still doing," Wan Shanhong said with a smile, "The Minshan people use poison very well. If they catch you, they will make you unable to survive or die."
Wu Zhongyuan didn't move. Although he was beating hooligans before, he never used his spiritual energy. At this time, he was wearing casual clothes and never wore a blue dragon armor. Therefore, Wan Shanhong did not see his origin.
Seeing that Wu Zhongyuan didn't move, Wan Shanhong vaguely guessed that he was a master of qi training, and picked up a stone and threw it at him.
Shi Zi'er flew fast, Wu Zhongyuan crooked to avoid it.
Because he has never used aura, Wan Shanhong still can't determine his specific cultivation, but since he can dodge it, it means that he knows martial arts, so Wan Shanhong does not urge him to leave.
"Hey, what's your name?" Wan Shanhong asked casually.
"What do you want?" Wu Zhongyuan asked rhetorically.
"Haha, why don't you do it, I really like your temper, let's be friends." Wan Shanhong threw a wink at him, the kind that was exaggerated, mostly joking.
"I'm not like this usually." Wu Zhongyuan said.
"Then what do you usually look like?" Wan Shanhong asked with a smile.
"I've got a family." Wu Zhongyuan was vaccinated first.
"Hahaha, I'm making friends with you, but I don't care if you have a family or not?" Wan Shanhong laughed.
"What are you laughing at, what's so funny?" Wu Zhongyuan frowned.
"Thinking of what you did just now, I can't help but want to laugh," Wan Shanhong said with a smile, "You made people swear, and made people cry that you can't live without you, hahaha, die of laughter Me, you are so interesting, how old are you this year?"
"How old are you?" Wu Zhongyuan asked back. Wan Shanhong is as famous as Liu Jin'e and Dong Yunju, so she shouldn't be so young.
"Auntie Shouting is not your fault." Wan Shanhong smiled.
"How old are you?" Wu Zhongyuan was curious, Wan Shanhong was only twenty-four or five years old by eye.
"You know so many great truths, don't you know it's rude to ask a woman's youth?" Wan Shanhong laughed.
Wu Zhongyuan tilted his head to look at her.
Wan Shanhong picked up a stone and threw it towards the river, "count it by yourself."
The pebbles flew past the water, creating a series of ripples.
"Thirty-six?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.
"Can you speak?" Wan Shanhong stroked the ends of her hair and jokingly said, "The little girl was eighteen years ago."
Wu Zhongyuan is relieved to know that Wan Shanhong is thirty-six years old. He is only twenty-two after this year, and the difference is fourteen years old. Wan Shanhong is almost his mother's age, and joking with him just feels that he is very Interesting, and nothing else confounds it.
"How old are you?" Wan Shanhong asked with a smile.
"My uncle was eleven years old eleven years ago." Wu Zhongyuan said casually.
As soon as this statement came out, Wan Shanhong's smiling branches trembled, "Haha, I like you so much, recognize me as my sister."
Wu Zhongyuan didn't answer, but showed a look of disgust.
Wu Zhongyuan's disgusting expression made Wan Shanhong laugh again, "What kind of eyes do you have? You don't want to?"
"You know who I am, so you recognize me as your younger brother?" Wu Zhongyuan pouted.
"I don't know who you are, but you are kind-hearted and very interesting. If I met you when I was young, I would have to marry you even if I tried my best. It's a pity, I'm old." Wan Shan Hong sighed exaggeratedly and turned to the group of people rushing from downstream, "Really not running?"
Wu Zhongyuan didn't move, not only from the downstream, but also people from the upstream are approaching here. Judging from the footsteps, there are also a lot of people, but the upstream group is still far away from here at this time, and they should be with these people from the downstream. Not a gang.
"Why should I run?" Wu Zhongyuan said casually, "I acted bravely, stopped the crime, and preserved this girl's name. They should thank me."
"But it's not the Gu clan, but the Minshan clan." Wan Shanhong said.
βIt should be the Gu clan who came upstream, right?β Wu Zhongyuan said.
Hearing Wu Zhongyuan's words, Wan Shanhong frowned and turned her head in confusion when she heard footsteps, looking at Wu Zhongyuan up and down.
She judged Wu Zhongyuan's cultivation base in the same way as Wu Zhongyuan judged her cultivation base, and the sound of footsteps upstream was also several miles away. It shows that Wu Zhongyuan's cultivation is not lower than her.
Thirty or forty people came from the lower reaches, mostly middle-aged men, all wearing Nanhuang clothes. In addition to some common weapons, they also carried bamboo baskets and waist baskets on their backs, and some people still held* *, carrying a bamboo tube.
Wan Shanhong had been sitting in the same place. The Minshan people saw her, she looked as usual, and she was a young woman, so they didn't attack her, ran past her, and headed towards Wu Zhongyuan aggressively.
Wu Zhongyuan is also holding a cotton locust sliver in his hand, so he is undoubtedly the murderer.
The hooligan was lying on the ground and pretending to be dead. When he saw his clansmen coming, he suddenly came alive, struggled to get up, and shouted for help.
Hearing everyone's name for a rogue, Wu Zhongyuan knew that this guy was the son of the Minshan clan chief.
Wu Zhongyuan originally wanted to reason with them, but they didn't reason with him.
Not all tribes can practice qi. In fact, there are not many tribes who can practice qi. The Minshan people have no spiritual qi cultivation base, and fights rely on brute force.
It's not worth using weapons to deal with these people. Just beat them with a stick. He reacts quickly, and he doesn't even need to activate his spiritual energy.
Seeing that they were not Wu Zhongyuan's opponents, the Minshan people showed their housekeeping skills, scorpions, centipedes, poisonous snakes, poisonous arrows, all of them greeted him, blowing medicine powder, and spraying poisonous smoke. There were actually two more toads thrown at him.
Wu Zhongyuan was helpless, so he had to extend the aura and condense the aura barrier from his body.
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 aura barrier, the Minshan people were frightened, and they retreated and stopped attacking.
The hooligan was shouting loudly, and when he found that the rescue of the clan was blocked, he hurriedly fell back to the ground and continued to pretend to be dead.
At this moment, Wan Shanhong began to laugh again, happier and more presumptuous than before.
"What are you laughing at again?" Wu Zhongyuan squinted in disgust.
"I know who you are, haha, yes, it must be you." Wan Shanhong may have a stomachache from laughing, raising her hand to cover her stomach.
"What's the mess?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.
"You are Wu Zhongyuan, the chief of the bear clan." Wan Shanhong said.
"A fool can guess it." Wu Zhongyuan sneered. He was the only 22-year-old Taixuan master who was looking for him all over the world.
"Haha, I was still wondering before, what kind of person the bear clan Da Wu is, not only forcing Dong Yunju to marry a fat woman, but also forcing Dong Yunju to have a child with that fat woman. If you can't give birth, you will go to give someone a funeral, hahaha, you are so happy to die, you are so out of character." Wan Shanhong smiled and leaned forward and backward.
Wu Zhongyuan did not refute. In fact, most of the time he was on the tune, but there were also times when he was maverick and did some strange things.
The Minshan Clan is a small tribe in the Southern Wilderness, but they have also heard of the Bear Clan, and they know that the Bear Clan is one of the three giants of the Middle Earth. It's not that Shaodong's family is still lying on the ground, they have already run away.
Not long after, a group of people came running from the upper reaches, there were about 20 people, and the leader was a middle-aged man, about forty years old. These people should have been attracted by the rogue's screaming screams. with a bow and arrow.
This middle-aged man seemed to be Vase's father. Seeing him coming, Vase immediately ran to him crying.
The middle-aged man eagerly asked what happened, the vase just cried and didn't answer.
Without the vase, the middle-aged man did not continue to ask questions. On the ground was a man covered in blood and disheveled. Here was his daughter, who was crying and crying, and in the middle stood a young man dressed in Middle-earth clothing. People, with a small stick in his hand, don't need to ask what happened, it's clear at a glance.
The Minshan clan wanted to save the hooligan but didn't dare, and the Gu clan wanted to make sure that the vase didn't suffer and it was hard to tell, and the atmosphere was very embarrassing.
"Well," Wu Zhongyuan cleared his throat, "I'll make a long story short, what's this person's name? Oh, Gunabao, Gunabao found a few pranksters to humiliate Marceau, and he ran out on his own at the critical moment. Be a good person..."
Before Wu Zhongyuan finished speaking, the hooligan shouted and admitted his mistake, "I know I'm wrong, I'm also fascinated and confused, I should fight, I deserve it."
After the hooligan shouted, the vase's father immediately took over the conversation, "Young Xia, thank you very much, it's also thanks to you that you acted in time, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."
As soon as the two of them answered, Wu Zhongyuan couldn't go on. The reason why the hooligan was so eager to interrupt was undoubtedly worried that he would tell everyone what happened to him before. The reason why the father of the vase interjected was to let everyone know that his daughter was innocent and was not succeeded by a hooligan.
At this point, the matter is basically coming to an end. It is time to fight what should be fought, and admit what is wrong. Everyone knows the truth of the matter. From Wu Zhongyuan's standpoint, there is nothing to do. What to say.
"Let's go, let's go." Wu Zhongyuan waved to the Minshan people,
When he was released, the people in Minshan hurried over to lift up the rogue and went downstream.
After the people of the Minshan clan left, the father of the vase raised his hand again to Wu Zhongyuan, "The Gu clan is not far from here, I would like to ask the young man to move forward, and let me wait for a few days to express my gratitude. love.β
Wu Zhongyuan hadn't answered yet, Wan Shanhong's voice came from a distance, "Patriarch Miba, if you really want to thank others, show some sincerity, I heard that you practiced a pair of mother-child concentric Gu not long ago. , is there any such thing..."