C12 Young hero mighty

Yun Ruoleng was also a little afraid, but if he himself looked like he was terrified, then Wang Fucai would be even more arrogant. Since this woman was already beginning to save him, he had to follow her rules and succeed. He could only watch as the group of thugs pounced at him and whispered, "Ah …"

How to... No pain? What was going on? It didn't hurt? Had he been beaten to the point where he didn't feel any pain? Yun Ruoleng's mind immediately cleared up, and the group of thugs were all lying on the ground, their faces were all puckered up, and they looked like they were suffering from quite a few injuries, what was going on?

After staring blankly for two seconds, the crowd suddenly burst into applause and cheers. "Good!"

In the capital, young master Wang had used his training to train his henchmen to the point of fooling around. Prime Minister Wang also turned a blind eye to this and normally no one would dare touch him. Who would have thought that this thin and weak looking youth would be able to subdue them without even using his hands!

One could not judge a book by its cover!

If Yun Ruoleng knew the thoughts in the hearts of the crowd, he would probably die from laughter.

Seeing how he was easily defeated while being so arrogant and unbridled, then he … Would he be chopped into pieces? This gentle and weak youth seemed to be an expert in martial arts. Wasn't this too hard to imagine?

Wang Fucai tactfully begged for mercy, "Young hero, I was wrong, I dare not do it again. I was the one who had eyes but failed to recognize Mt. Tai! Young Hero, let me go! "

Yun Ruoleng held back his laughter with great difficulty, but on the surface, he still maintained his heroic demeanor: "Scram."

That sudden power, could it be … The Shaman Power that Peach Blossom spoke of? Was it really that magical?

"Dare I ask …" May I have your name, Young Hero? " Wang Fu carefully asked.

Yun Ruoleng sneered, how could this Wang Fu hold any good intentions, he probably wants to settle this debt later! " "Leng Yun!"

"Leng Yun …" This king does not have a rich family with the surname Leng … Wang Fucai smiled ingratiatingly as he fled.

The crowd cheered again, "Young Hero Leng Yun is mighty!"

Yun Ruoleng held onto the girl, she had a pretty face, looking at Yun Ruoleng, she could not help but blush: "Young hero, this servant is Floating Lotus, is willing to repay young hero's kindness with her body!"

"No need." Yun Ruoleng frowned, "I can only help you to this extent."

"Young Hero …"

A deep and pleasant voice came from the carriage outside the crowd. "Let's go."

An Ying asked: "Master, do we need to investigate that person called Leng Yun?"

This was one of the few times that His Highness had come to watch the show. Leng Yun's makeup technique could only be concealed from ordinary people. Anyone who had some knowledge of disguising techniques would be able to tell at a glance that he was a woman. Originally, this duke thought that Jun Qingshang would coldly reject, but who would have thought that the answer he would receive would be: "Forget it, this king has not seen such an interesting person for a long time … It's a woman. "

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After getting rid of the floating lotus flower with much difficulty, Yun Ruoleng felt as if his entire body had turned into a mess. After all this commotion, it was already late in the morning. She walked over to the pawnshop, took the things, and began to walk back.

She wasn't sure if there were any restrictions on the Minister’s Mansion, so she had to hurry. She turned into an alley. When she first came here, she thought it was very lively, but it was getting dark now. It was indeed a bit … Dark.

As the cold wind blew, Yun Ruoleng shrunk his neck and walked to the corner. When he raised his head, he saw a shady face that deserved a beating.