Chapter 1577: Gao Zhiheng

Wang Le's explanation made Huang Fatzi more interested in the mundane lifestyle, so he kept asking and questioning, his eyes filled with envy and longing.
The so-called unreachable is often the best sentence, which is vividly reflected on the yellow fat man.
Wang Le believes that one day, Huang Fatty will have a chance to go to the earthly world. After a good understanding, then the existing envy and longing will be gone.
Just when the two of them were chatting and farting, a group of warriors came in from the outside.
Wang Le struck a glance, and Zhuang Yu, one of the twins in the Qing Palace, was in the crowd.
At this time, Zhuang Yu apparently saw Wang Le, who was not far away. The smile that should have been on his face faded instantly like a tide, becoming somber, followed by a cold hum in his nose, and watching the two people sing Road: "It's so unlucky that I can see you from a secular boy everywhere."
Before waiting for Wang Le to speak, Huang Feizi sneered and countered, "Walk halfway to the sky. If you are unhappy, you can get away!"
Zhuang Yu's face became colder and colder, and the atmosphere of confrontation between the two sides became even more tense.
At this moment, Wang Yunxiang, who was going to get the box token, hurried back.
Wang Yunxiang glanced at Zhuang Yu and others across the eyes, his face changed slightly, and he clearly recognized the identity of the other party.
"What's going on?" Wang Yunxiang asked softly.
Huang Fatzi sneered: "Someone is okay with something, hey, it's really stupid."
As soon as the words fell, the opposite Zhuang Yu quit, and yelled, "Who is okay to find anything, Huang Fatty, you can tell Zhuangmou clearly!"
The unfavorable Huang Fatzi eyelidded and said disdainfully: "I didn't name the surname, and the self-righteous code came into the seat. Why should Huang make it clear?"
Zhuang Yu was about to speak, and he saw a thin middle-aged man in his thirties with waxy yellow triangle eyes, suddenly looking at Wang Le, who was silent, his face calm, and the smiling voice of Pi Xiaorou not smiling: "It turned out that you formed Liangzi with Brother Zhuang, ignorant boy, do you know the consequences of offending my Qing Palace?"
Wang Leyun replied lightly: "The consequences of offending you? Wang doesn't need to know."
For Wang Le, who had killed a concealed Qing Palace disciple in Bai Yujing, Liang Zi had already settled anyway, and he didn't care much about Zhuang Yu.
At this time, Wang Yunxiang stood up and looked at the thin middle-aged man with a pale yellow face on the opposite side, and said in a cold voice: "Gao Zhiheng, your first-class strong man ignores his face and threatens a junior-junior junior, and he is not afraid to lose his court. Your face? "
After a pause, Wang Yunxiang looked at Zhuang Yu again, and said, "As a member of the Alliance Trial Team, if you really want to compete, it is better to put your mind on the next training task!"
Immediately, he saw that Gao Zhiheng sneered and counterattacked, "Wang Yunxiang, who do you think you are? It's not my turn to manage the affairs of the Qing Palace!"
Then Gao Zhiheng continued with a proud look and said, "Even your master white robe jade sword is not qualified!"
As soon as the words fell, everyone just felt a flower in front of them, and then heard two loud slaps.
When everyone looked back and looked, they didn't see any strangers appear.
But Gao Zhiheng's waxy yellow face was red at this time, swollen like a pig's head.
Just as everyone was in shock, a strange and unusually indifferent man voice suddenly echoed in the ears of everyone: "Little generations of ants who dare to dare to blame me and other heavenly powers in a large court . "
"I slapped your two slaps, one slap was for the white robe jade sword, and the other slap was regarded as the old guy of the Qing Palace, and I will teach you what such unruly disciples call the rules!"
The disciples of the Qing Palace, whose faces had changed greatly, had their proud heads just now, and they suddenly fell weak and weak.
Gao Zhiheng, who was thrown into a pig's head by two slaps, didn't dare to put a fart at this time. He lowered his eyebrows and said in a fearful respect, "The junior is reckless and offends his predecessor with white robes and jade swords. "
After speaking, the scene suddenly calmed down, and the strange hoarse voice did not reappear, apparently after leaving Gao Zhiheng after the lesson.
Wang Le slipped his mouth and looked at Gao Zhiheng with a touch of pity and was beaten. He had to say thank you, it was really sad.
Well-dressed-even if the threat of exit is irrelevant, why do you have to blow up the cowhide and pull in the old man in the heavenly realm of white robe jade sword.
The dead one happened to be heard by an old-fashioned monster, and it was really blood mold.
In this regard, Wang Le can only say that this guy Gao Zhiheng is not a model of death, so he will not die.
Huang Fatzi blew a whistle of glee, watched the embarrassing Gao Zhiheng spit on the ground, and then sneered: "The guy who deceives people should deserve to be taught by the seniors!"
"You!" Zhuang Yu immediately took a step forward, only to see Gao Zhiheng quickly stop it, and then whispered: "Forget it."
Zhuang Yu's face was as ugly as the dead mother, and Wang Le said fiercely: "The surname is Wang, Zhuang is endless with you!"
As soon as the words fell, Gao Zhiheng, who looked like a pig, resisted the hot pain from his face, staring at Wang Le and sneered: "Boy, when you are on the battlefield, don't be bumped into by Gao, otherwise the time will come. You ca n’t eat it!

"Eh!" Wang Le suddenly felt like he was asking the sky silently, his eyes rolled straight, and he dared to bully them as unsupported ones!
Otherwise, why not dare to speak harshly to Wang Yunxiang and Huang Fat with white robes and swords behind them?
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"Mom, I was so bullied. I was so bullied. When I was on the battlefield, I could see who couldn't eat and walk around, huh!" Wang Le glanced at Gao Zhiheng and Zhuang Yu across from him, cursing inwardly.
The thoughts turned, and Wang Le's face showed a smile, but it was very cold and cold.
Then he saw his sword eyebrows raised, his eyes coldly looked at Gao Zhiheng and Zhuang Yu, and then spread his hands, saying with disdain: "Since you want to play, you can only accompany you down."
As soon as the words fell, the fat man with his enemies followed and said provocatively: "Forget me, others are afraid of your Qing Palace, I don't want to persuade you!"
At this time, due to the conflict between the two parties, the warriors in the nearby boxes had already noticed. Gao Zhiheng, who had long lost his face, released all the hard words, so he did n’t want to continue entanglement for a moment. After a cold hum, the boxes did not enter Then he flew out of the tent door.
When Zhuang Yu and other Qing Palace disciples saw this, they had to leave the tent in a hurry, and then disappeared.