Chapter 162: I’ll Call My Wife to Deal with You

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“Ouch, Shanshan, saying that really breaks my heart.” Lei Qing looked full of inexplicable grief, as if his heart was dead and his soul was lost. “My devotion to you is witnessed by heaven and earth. Not long ago, we pledged our love under the flowers and moon. I told you to wait for me at home. It’s only been two or three months, and the affection is gone?”

The surrounding generals were dumbfounded. Her surname was Yu, and she was called Shanshan. Wasn’t she the one in the rumors who chased after Little Lei in a rage because he peeked at her bathing?

This person had a huge background. She was the daughter of Yu Tianji of the Tianlan Empire, and the successor of the Ice Sword Saint of the Moon Cold Palace in the Fighting Qi Holy Land. Didn’t the rumors say she hated Lei Qing to the bone? How did they pledge their love in the blink of an eye? What kind of play was this?

“Hmph, what pledged love.” It was better not to mention this. Once mentioned, Yu Shanshan felt a nameless fire rise up. “All of this was you deceiving me.”

“Deceive you?” Lei Qing looked shocked and said in surprise, “When did I deceive you? I, Young General Lei Qing, speak the truth in every sentence and never lie. Shanshan, have you been bewitched by some gossiping woman?”

“Gossiping woman?” A sweet and charming voice sounded from behind. The Red Tyrannosaurus An Feifei appeared, riding her Flame Lion, pushing through the crowd and giggling non-stop. “Young General Lei Qing, are you talking about me?”

“Oh, so it is Miss An Feifei.” Lei Qing turned around and cupped his hands. “Eh? Miss An Feifei’s cultivation has advanced rapidly recently. She has actually reached Early-stage Silver?”

“If you can progress, can’t I?” An Feifei stroked her black wavy hair and giggled. “I met Senior Leng, the Ice Sword Saint, a while ago. I was fortunate enough to receive some guidance from Senior Leng and was gifted some treasures. So I broke through to Silver. By the way, Little Nine, what was that about a ‘gossiping woman’ just now?” In her tender and charming eyes, a trace of madness was blooming.

Lei Qing’s face turned dark. Gifted, gifted some treasures? Good one, Leng Yuewu, oh Leng Yuewu. You played with me so many times for free, yet you didn’t throw some treasures to soothe my wounded heart. Yet when you meet some random passerby on the road, you happily give them things.

However, Lei Qing had experienced An Feifei’s madness before. Especially at a time like this, he did not want to provoke this female tyrannosaurus. He could only laugh dryly and say, “I was just speaking casually. By the way, Feifei, who exactly is bad-mouthing me behind my back? Trying to destroy the pure and solid relationship between Shanshan and me.”

“Who has a relationship with you…” Yu Shanshan blushed with shame and rolled her beautiful eyes in annoyance. “It was my Master who said it. If you want to find trouble, go find her. She said you have too much sweet talk, and your behavior is flashy and frivolous. You are definitely a bad person.”

Cold, Leng Yuewu? Lei Qing was truly struck by lightning. Leng Yuewu actually said such things to her apprentice? Lei Qing rolled his eyes in anger, secretly cursing that when Leng Yuewu was enjoying his body and having her way with him, why didn’t she say he was a bad person?

“What, nothing to say?” Yu Shanshan sneered continuously. “Exposed by my Master, right? Hmph, you kept claiming you would come back to marry me, but what happened? You just continued to live freely here in the Free Alliance. Rumor has it you’re hooking up with that Goddess of Wealth Li Baobao, being ambiguous with her. What, coveting her wealth?”

“Right, I am a bad person, I deceived you, okay?” Lei Qing rolled his eyes and immediately put on an appearance of righteous indignation, so excited that his blood surged and the veins on his neck bulged. “Forget it, forget it. You don’t trust me, there’s no point in me living. Murong, you bastard, I’ll fight you to the death.”

In the distance, Murong Ping had been waiting for a long time. He cultivated Nether Fighting Qi and was a natural killer, so his hearing was naturally sharp. The conversation between Lei Qing and the others was carried by the wind, and he heard it clearly.

Hearing Lei Qing’s shouting, Murong Ping replied with a cold smile and a gloomy voice, “Just you? You’re still a bit tender. Go home and call your master.”

After his outburst, Lei Qing fully expected Yu Shanshan to stop him. But to his surprise, when he looked back, he saw Yu Shanshan staring at him with a mocking look.

He thought to himself, it’s over, it’s over, Yu Shanshan is getting harder and harder to deceive.

However, the act had reached this point, he had to keep acting. He urged his horse forward two steps and shouted aggressively, “Murong Ping, don’t be so arrogant. I was just about to call my master. He could kill you with half a move. Come, come, let me, Young General Lei Qing, meet you. Let’s fight for three hundred rounds.” In his heart, he kept calling out, Yu Shanshan, oh Yu Shanshan, why haven’t you taken the bait yet?

“Alright, alright, your acting is too clumsy.” Yu Shanshan shouted to stop him, annoyed. “You’ve been howling for half a day but won’t go up.”

“Hey, hey, Shanshan, do you really want me to go die?” Lei Qing immediately put away his expression of grief and indignation, turned his head and said with a roguish smile, “If he kills me, won’t you become a widow? How could you bear that?”

“Pei, full of glib talk.” Yu Shanshan blushed and rolled her eyes. “Just as my Master said, you are indeed a bad person.”

Lei Qing cursed in his heart, Shanshan, oh Shanshan, you are still too young. Your Master Leng Yuewu is the real bad person. She eagerly enjoys this Young Master’s body while forbidding her victim to spread the news, continuing to play the Goddess and maintain her good image. The scariest thing is, she also tries to sabotage the relationship between myself and her apprentice.

“Fine, fine. Considering the Lei Family is part of the Tianlan Empire and a colleague of my father.” Yu Shanshan found a random excuse and said, “This time, I will help you. But before that, you must promise me one request. And I can’t tell you what the request is right now.” After speaking, she glanced at Lei Qing with watery eyes.

That glance made Lei Qing’s heart waver, but also made his hair stand on end. No way? How are these master and apprentice the same? Are they both drooling over me?

Fortunately, Yu Shanshan couldn’t read minds. Otherwise, if she heard Lei Qing’s inner thoughts, she might pick up the Shattered Star Spear and stab him. Who would care about Murong Ping then?

“Okay.” Lei Qing knew that if he didn’t go up, Yuchi Kou would have to go. Given the rumored cruelty of the Ghost, he might lose his life.

Xiahou Huan had shown him great kindness. Lei Qing didn’t want him to lose a general for no reason, and also lose thirty thousand in money. He could only grit his teeth and say, “Shanshan, do whatever you want.”

“That’s what you said, don’t go back on your word later.” Yu Shanshan nodded in satisfaction.

Lei Qing’s heart was beating like a drum, wondering if Yu Shanshan would be like her Master Leng Yuewu? Pure on the outside, but actually extremely wild on the inside?

“Never, I will never go back on my word.” Lei Qing’s heart was already starting to feel weak, secretly praying that Yu Shanshan wouldn’t be a second Leng Yuewu. Shanshan, please have mercy on me!

“Are you done yet?” Murong Ping had been waiting in the chilly wind for a long time. Seeing them still dawdling over there, he finally became furious.

Lei Qing cursed inwardly, it’s all you kid coming out to mess things up, forcing me to rely on selling my body to secure victory. And now you dare to shout? Immediately, Lei Qing opened his mouth and cursed angrily, “Murong kid, even if you are really ugly and want to die early because you can’t face people, there’s no need to be so impatient? Wait there, I’ll call my wife to deal with you.”

Hearing this shouting, Murong Ping was so angry that smoke came out of his seven orifices. He laughed in extreme anger and said, “Good, you have such a sharp tongue. I’ll kill this woman first, then come back to kill you, letting you become a pair of fated mandarin ducks in the underworld.”

“Pei, who, who is your wife?” Yu Shanshan glanced with almond eyes and said shyly. She urged her horse out, her eyes slowly turning cold as she stared intently at Murong Ping ahead. “I am now part of the Iron Cavalry Regiment. I am fighting the third battle on behalf of the Iron Cavalry Regiment. Do you have any objection?”

“Less nonsense.” Murong Ping had waited half a day. Holding a impressive-looking long spear, he directly urged his horse and charged forward.

“The Eternal Life Palace confirms the challenge is valid.” Cao Zhong, who had been stifled for half a day, laughed loudly, turned his head and said to the people of Saint Eagle, “Brother Murong, I trust you have no objection?”

“Hmph, no objection. But I don’t believe this woman who popped up out of nowhere can defeat my junior brother Murong.” Murong Wuyun said coldly. In his heart, he thought that although his junior brother cultivated Nether Fighting Qi and the way of assassination, on the frontal battlefield, he might not be inferior to those powerful fierce generals. Moreover, he was experienced in combat with countless dead souls under his hand. How could he possibly lose to this nonsensical, delicate woman?

“Then let’s wait and see.” Cao Zhong was not as arrogant as Murong Wuyun. He had vaguely guessed Yu Shanshan’s identity. He secretly looked forward to it; this was likely going to be a battle of the titans.

Yu Shanshan, in white robes and on a white horse, looked like a fairy even on the battlefield. She urged her horse forward unhurriedly, her slender, fair hands gripping her Shattered Star Spear.

As the two horses were about to meet, each made their move. Murong Ping’s black spear was shrouded in a black, eerie mist. The spear moved treacherously, like a venomous snake slithering in the darkness.

But Yu Shanshan’s spear style was upright and bright, exuding a clear and elegant air. Under scattered starlight, the tip of the spear drew an arc. The cold gleam gathered into a cluster, like a clear moon hanging in the sky. The surrounding starlight served as a foil, making that bright moon exceptionally dazzling.

“Stars Surrounding the Moon?”

Murong Wuyun, who had looked composed and confident in his junior brother, suddenly changed his expression. He recognized this famous move and cried out in shock, “It’s the Moon Cold Divine Art, how is that possible? This woman is…”

“Clang…” Amidst a crisp collision sound, Murong Ping’s spear was knocked away. He let out a muffled grunt, clearly suffering a slight loss in the first exchange.

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