Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 384: His name is Li Fuyao

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Su Wan was stunned. Her name and those guys who often listen to her husband's lectures are all names chosen by her husband himself. They are all so...awesome.

Why does Mr.'s own name seem so ordinary and not good at all.

At least relative to her husband’s knowledge, this name is not good at all.

Wang Fugui looked at Su Wan and smiled calmly: "You have me, an educated person, to help you name it. The name is naturally very nice, but I, my parents are just ordinary farmers and peasant women, they treat me The expectation is also very simple. It is wealth. People who have been accustomed to hard times naturally expect wealth and honor the most. They have good expectations for their sons, so I have this name."

Su Wan thought for a while and said seriously: "Mr.'s name is actually not bad, you can see the true meaning in the ordinary."

Wang Fugui laughed blankly, "You can't flatter, this flattery is not good at all."

Su Wan smiled and said: "I really want to know the meaning of the name my husband gave me."

Wang Fugui turned his head and said nothing.

He has a friend whose name is Su Ye. Now it seems that he must be an extremely remarkable scholar. When he named Su Wan back then, he had some thoughts, but if Su Ye knew it, I’m afraid He will not be in a good mood.

He just said: "I have a friend, I will introduce you to him in the future."

Su Wan said, without further questioning.

Wang Fugui is like his name. Now he is like a very ordinary person. He wants to go to the city to watch the excitement and trot all the way, which looks a little funny.

Only on the way to trot forward, he saw a young man in black robes, just like him, running forward.

Neither of them are ordinary people. The reason why they appear so ordinary is because they don't want to be discovered special.

In fact, Wang Fugui is better at disguising it.

The young man in the black robe looked a little rusty.

Wang Fugui looked at the young man in black robes and said to Su Wan, "What a funny young man."

If he hadn't been in the demon land all these years, or if he didn't like the mountain, he would be one of the most knowledgeable people in the world, although he is also now, but he would undoubtedly be compared "if not" before. The name will be louder.

Thinking that his name might be eulogized by the world, Wang Fugui couldn't help but laugh.

Is it possible that I left that mountain back then because of my own name?

It's just that if all of this hadn't happened afterwards, he hadn't lost his knowledge now, but his reputation was indeed not great.

The young man in the black robe is not old, but his reputation in the demon land is much greater than that of Wang Fugui.

He heard these words, turned his head to look at Wang Fugui, and yelled, "Interesting your uncle!"

Wang Fugui was startled, then sighed, "It turns out that he is still a young man with a bad temper."

……

……

There is no snow today, which is a good weather.

Six battles took place in Chengtou today.

Six people died.

Those young people, the realm is not too high, but starting from the top of the city, they have the courage to take a step, but the courage is still not enough to reach the gap in realm.

The young man standing at the head of the city raised the sword, and handed out sword after sword without expression, killing one demon repairer after another.

Actually, since the third Demon Xiu came to the top of the city, they had already expected that the young man at the top of the city would be invincible due to a long battle, so they did not give him a chance to adjust his breath. The two soon ascended to the top of the city.

They are thinking of killing Li Fuyao.

But in fact, every time Li Fuyao's sword has left its power, after beheading six people, there is still half of the sword energy in his spiritual palace.

After killing six people, there was a long silence under the city.

Li Fuyao held the green silk, and the blood drop slowly fell from the sword, dripping from the head of the city.

Many powerful monks are looking at Li Fuyao indifferently.

They knew in their hearts that they knew Qing Tianjun would not let them mess around. They wanted to make a move, most of which would be killed immediately, so no matter how much they wanted to kill this young man, no one made any attempt.

Lian Shuo, who was badly injured before, returned to the head of the city, looked at the monks around, and asked angrily: "You let him stand there like this?"

Many demon cultivators have seen the scene where Xiqiu was cut down to the city with a sword by Li Fuyao. In all fairness, I am not as good as Xiqiu, how dare to go to the city to fight with Li Fuyao.

So they are avoiding Lian Shuo's eyes.

Lian Shuo was seriously injured and had not recovered yet. His face was pale. He looked at Li Fuyao on the top of the city, gritted his teeth and said: "You are all a bunch of rubbish!"

Many people's courage has already been killed by Li Fuyao for killing six people in a row.

Before Qinghuai was okay, but the two people were killed, and both were still alive.

But now.

The swordsman on the other side of the mountain and river used a killer move with one move, killing six people in a row. Doesn't this mean that whoever wants to go up is the seventh person who died?

What do you gamble on with your life?

Just to fight for a breath.

Is it worth it?

Someone questioned: "Where are the few people?!"

Everyone knew that he was asking Hu Yue where the people were, but when Qinghuai stood at the head of the city from the beginning, they hadn't appeared, and no one knew they were there.

But they thought, even if you were afraid of something at first and didn't want to be picked up by others, it was the green locust at the head of the city, but now.

I'm a swordsman, why don't you take action yet?

They don't understand.

In the attic.

Hearing that sentence, Hu Yue said flatly: "It is indeed a bunch of waste."

Chongye sat in the distance, "Xiqiu had a chance, but he was not lucky."

Like their realm, it can naturally be seen that if Xiqiu knew that Li Fuyao was his opponent from the beginning, then he would not be as straightforward as he lost that day. It can be said that that day, Li Fuyao was Picked up a bargain.

Xiqiu is an extremely brilliant young man. Although he is a bit worse than them, he can be said to be one of the few powerful people.

At least in their opinion, there is a fighting force.

Bi Yu asked: "Hu Yue, when will you take the shot? He fought six people today. It's a good time."

Hu Yue heard the sarcasm in Bi Yu's words.

The words that seem to be concerned, but in fact, all three people know what they mean.

Hu Yue is not stupid, he looked at Bi Yu, frowned and asked: "You and I want to fight first?"

Bi Yu calmly said: "If you had a fight with me, there would be even more reason not to shoot."

Hu Yue stared at him, full of anger.

Bi Yu's face is light and breezy.

Chong Ye stood up and said: "Wait."

Bi Yu stared at him and sneered: "Hu Yue, if you don't make a move tomorrow, it will be your turn."

This sentence is a blatant threat.

Hu Yue snorted coldly and didn't say much.

Bi Yu turned his head to look at Zhongye, and said calmly: "Is it as you wish?"

Chong Ye smiled and changed the subject and said: "I said that I have a deep plan, but in fact it is not you more?"

Bi Yu took a deep look at Zhongye, and smiled: "Not necessarily."

This time Zhongye didn't speak any more, just looked at the distance with a plain expression.

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In the next few days, people have been leaping up to the city to fight Li Fuyao, and the fighting conditions were extremely tragic. Both sides wanted to let the other party die, so several more were produced in the past few days. Dead body.

It's just that the number of people is not as large as before. In the past few days, there are no more than three people a day.

Li Fuyao has killed so many people and has forged deep hatred with many races. When he leaves Qingtian City, it will be extremely difficult, even if he becomes the son-in-law of Qingtianjun, there will be many People will target Li Fuyao overtly and secretly.

The most direct way is to send someone to assassinate him.

Li Fuyao also knew that there would be such a result, but if he stopped, I was afraid that he would be beheaded by the opponent on the head of the city. Since it is unavoidable, it doesn't matter.

Keep killing until no one dared to jump to the top of the city.

It's just that Li Fuyao knows the most dangerous situation. It must not be the way it is now shown in front of him. Those young people have yet to take action.

Hu Yue and the three of them didn't know why, and didn't do it on the second day, so Li Fuyao killed several more people.

Ten days passed, Li Fuyao repeated the life of killing people during the day and raising swords at night.

Until one day, another heavy snow fell in Qingtian City.

It is not fake at all if it is said to be heavy snow, it is really a big snow.

Soon, Qingtian City was covered with a layer of silver frost, even at the top of the city.

Li Fuyao was wearing a blue shirt and standing at the head of the city, his demeanor was even more calm.

The more he is, the more people will dislike him.

Li Fuyao looked at a group of people under the city, with a calm expression, the snowflakes were cut apart by his sword energy, and they fell into a few pieces, without contaminating him at all.

Under the city.

In the inconspicuous corner at the back of the crowd, a young man in a black robe stood side by side with a middle-aged man. In addition, there was a little mouse standing on the shoulders of the middle-aged man.

The young man in the black robe chuckled and said, "Rich, how long do you think that kid can last?"

Wang Fugui smiled. He didn't get the slightest irritation at this name, but said: "It's so fierce, it seems to be a while."

The young man in the black robe is full of smiles, and then gradually recedes, making a reluctant expression, "It's okay, it's still worse than me."

Wang Fugui smiled and asked: "You said he is your friend, really or not? Be friends with a swordsman?"

The young man in the black robe was about to say something loudly, but he noticed his surroundings, and then lowered his voice in hindsight and said, "He is my friend's friend. This is true. The swordsman is a fart. , If I am the kind of person who fancy the identity, can I chat with you, a low-level monk?"

Wang Fugui smiled and didn't rush to speak. The first meeting with Feng Lu before was not a good beginning. It was just that while Feng Lu yelled at him, he didn't stand still and didn't respond. He opened his mouth and cursed back firmly.

At that time, Su Wan was still a little surprised. Why this gentleman who has always read poetry and books did this style? This does not seem true at all. Who knows that after a day of war of words between the two people on the street, the two of them They gradually got together. Why don't you just make appointments to watch the battle these few days, but Feng Lu always thinks that Wang Fugui is a low-level monk, and this time he is not afraid of death in Qingtian City, just to watch the excitement.

His temperament is different from those of other people, so even if it is with Wang Fugui, he can talk together. This has to be the one who Wang Fugui doesn’t care about. Hit it up.

Although the final result must be that Feng Lu was beaten by this scholar, Feng Lu must be shot without knowing his realm.

Su Wan stood on the shoulders of her husband, looking helplessly at the wind spraying beside him. His realm was not high, and he couldn't see the realm of wind. He just felt that this person was bragging all the time.

As for the swordsman standing on the head of the city, if it wasn't for the natural difference between humans and demons, Su Wan even admired him extremely.

The monsters worship the strong and admire power. Even the most cunning race will not change this fact.

This is something that is part of the blood.

Wang Fugui suddenly asked: "When are you going to shoot?"

风吕一怔，随即说道：“等什么时候他被人揍下来了，我就去揍别人，只是希望青天君没有那么较真，要是非要我娶青槐，这谁受得了？”

Wang Fugui frowned and said: "You don't want to marry that girl?"

"The girl has a bad temper. Whoever marries back is unlucky, that is, that fool Li Fuyao treats her as a treasure."

Li Fuyao?

Wang Fugui smiled suddenly, lowered his head and muttered: "It was called Li Fuyao."

The voice was too small, and he deliberately covered it up, so no one except himself could hear it.

When he was young, he had not left that mountain at that time. He was mad and mad. He once wrote a poem, in which there was a sentence, "The Dapeng rises with the same wind in one day, and soars for ninety thousand miles."

There are allusions in the poems born out of the Taoist classic "Xiaoyaoyou".

But in fact, it means Beihai Kunpeng's matter.

Then Xue Gong began to criticize him. He didn't think there was anything. He just felt that Xue Gong had changed, so he left the mountain.

Two of his friends, one stayed honestly for a few years, and finally became the head teacher of the Academy.

Another person, don't know why, went to learn the sword.

Now he is trapped in the Star Picking Building in Luoyang City.

A few years ago, it happened that the sword fairy Chao Qingqiu killed a great demon.

It is Kunpeng.

And now that young man, the word Fuyao in his name comes from the poem he wrote or the Taoist book.

Actually, they are still connected.

Even if you go to explore the relationship inside, you can dig a lot.

He raised his head with a smile on his face, and sighed, "What a nice young man."

Feng Lu scolded: "Nice egg!"

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In the heavy snow, Hu Yue finally walked out of the attic.