Chapter 1032: Pretend to be a good baby!

The young disciple was scolded by Li Qingfeng and said with a frightened face: "Brother Li, Brother Li, the Jiulong Clan is a close friend of the Lord, you can't offend him."
　　
　　Li Qingfeng was stunned and said angrily, "Who said I would offend the Jiulong Jiulong?"
　　
　　What kind of joke, they are the Jiulong Shrine, and even a sneeze can kill him, offending Jiulong Shrine?
　　
　　 People who lived enough did not dare to offend Jiulong Jiun!
　　
　　 The young disciple was even more embarrassed, with a look of uncertainty on his face, and he asked in surprise: "Then you are angry..."
　　
　　Li Qingfeng gritted his teeth and said: "I am angry with the disciple who Jiulong Shengzun will bring!"
　　
　　 "What?" The young disciple asked blankly: "What does it have to do with his senior disciples?"
　　
　　Li Qingfeng took a deep breath, and then he was furious, immediately snorted, waved his hand, and said angrily: "Don't ask if you shouldn't ask!"
　　
　　 The young disciple was relieved and hurried away.
　　
　　 Just turned a corner, a few disciples suddenly gathered around, and one of the fat men asked curiously: "Quan Le, what did Brother Li reprimand?"
　　
　　 Quan Le's face flashed with a look of aggression, shaking his head and said: "This time Brother Li Qingfeng did not embarrass me, just... a little weird."
　　
　　 "Why is it weird?" The curiosity on the faces of the little fat men and others became more intense, and they looked at each other with some gloating.
　　
　　 Quan Le pouted his lips and said, "Do you know what Jiulong Jiun is coming back?"
　　
　　 "Naturally, I know that the Jiulong Jiong and our Lord are discussing the sword spirit. The Jiulong Jiong seems to be looking for a magical boy. It seems that...should I come back soon?"
　　
An odd look flashed on Quanle’s face, and when he looked around, without seeing Li Qingfeng’s shadow, he sighed in relief and said,
You don’t know, when Li Qingfeng mentioned the magical teenager, he gritted his teeth, It’s like... like...

　　
　　 "What is it like, you're going to say it!"
　　
　　 The fire of gossip is burning, and the little fat man is almost sticking to Quan Le's face.
　　
　　 Quan Le stepped back two steps and said eccentrically: "It's like Brother Li was ruined by the boy."
　　
　　Poof!
　　
　　 A group of people all smiled.
　　
The little fat man couldn't stand upright with a smile. After a while, he helped a disciple stand upright. He looked sneakily around him and said, "I don't blame Brother Li for hating the unmasked kid. Do you know how the terrible cry came out last night?"
　　
　　 "How... how did it come out?" Quan Le shivered all over.
　　
　　Last night, the heartbroken, everyone called did not sleep well, although everyone knew that it was Brother Li Qingfeng's scream, but they dared not ask.
　　
On weekdays, Senior Brother Li Qingfeng is high up, and at a young age, he has broken through the Holy Realm. The entire Tianshan Holy Land is nothing more than a slap. No one except Sister Fuyao of Leng Yuefeng can compare in talent. Li Qingfeng.
　　
　　 How can such qualifications be ignored in Tianshan Holy Land?
　　
Everyone’s face flashed with fear, and the fat man’s voice was lower, and he whispered: "You may not have heard that Lengyuefeng Fuyao World has broken through the double sky, let alone in the Holy Realm. Inside, I am afraid that it is among the great saints and is also a gifted person. Now you know, what happened last night?"
　　
"Ouch!"
　　
　　 Quanle's face showed a terrifying look and muttered to himself: "Did Master Zun start with Brother Li?"
　　
　　 "It's more than just starting, it's almost dead!" The little fat man is obviously a master of everything, and he said with a smile: "In the evening of yesterday evening, Master ordered me to open the Temple of Heaven, guess what layer?"
　　
　　 "Third...Third layer?" Quan Le's face was completely bloodless. Hearing the name of the Temple of Heaven, the entire disciples of the Tianshan Holy Land could not breathe smoothly.
　　
　　 The fat man's face also became pale, and four fingers were stretched out, saying, "Three layers? How can, with Brother Li's strength, the third layer can be called that pig-killing look?"
　　
　　 "Four, four, four, four...four floors?"
　　
　　 Everyone exclaimed loudly, subconsciously covering their mouths, fearing that they would be seen by others.
　　
　　 "How could it be a four-story building, but that would be fatal." Quan Le said dumbfounded.
　　
"So say, the magical boy doesn't come. After he comes, he will surely be regarded as a nail in Brother Li's eyes. How can he get better in the end?" The little fat man's eyes are shining, lest the world be chaotic, mysterious. Xi said: "And you don't know, Sister Fuyao is waiting for the mysterious boy to come."
　　
　　 "Sister Fuyao waiting for him to do what?" Quan Le was even more ignorant.
　　
"Unsatisfied, there are so many disciples in Tianshan's holy land, and now they have to conquer the sword spirit. Why should a so-called magical boy come from all over the place?" The little fat man snorted and said, "Not only Sister Fuyao, Superintendent Brother Kang and Brother Ma Huicao are also waiting for the mysterious boy to come. It is said that they are retreating and want to break through the double sky!"
　　
　　 "Good guy!" A look of gloating and gloom flashed across Quan Le's face, muttering to himself: "This guy has already been targeted before the Tianshan Holy Land!"
　　
"I have watched it lively, and I have heard that it is not just these brothers and sisters in the Holy Realm, but also those who are half-steps, and they are all fistful. I want to see how mysterious teenagers respected by the Kowloon Saint Mysterious." The little fat man chuckled.
　　
　　 Quanle sighed and said, "Also speaking, the Lord did not know what he was thinking, so he believed in the words of the Jiulong Jiulong, that the kid who was in the nine-celestial period of the celestial period, could not go to heaven?"
　　
"Who said no, let's go, let's hurry to practice. When the boy comes, maybe we don't need a few brothers and sisters to shoot, we can press him on the ground and rub it!" The little fat man said with pride: " I deliberately honed my master for one night before asking for an opportunity to enter the sword pavilion. Who wants to go with my son?"
　　
　　 "Naturally everything is going to go!" Quan Le looked happy~EbookFREE.me~ hurriedly urged the little fat man to take his life symbol to the sword pavilion.
　　
　　……
　　
　　 The edge of the endless snow mountain, Yang Zhen lying on the back of a dragon-like creature with a comfortable face, muttered to himself: "Cultivation is really good, don't even fear the cold."
　　
　　 Jiulong looked at Yang Zhen in surprise and said, "Are you afraid of the cold?"
　　
"Afraid?" Yang Zhen pouted and said, "I'm not afraid of cold, I don't like cold. In our village, you can't imagine how comfortable the cold winter season is. Of course, the north of the village is more comfortable. The south of the village is It will be worse."
　　
　　 "Why?" Jiulong asked in a weird look: "How big is your village, so different?"
　　
　　Yang Zhen laughed and said, "It's a long story... Aqiu, who is talking about Bensao Sheng? What's wrong, don't you know that it's cold to sneeze in the cold weather?"
　　
　　 Jiulong laughed and said, "Boy, I told you that person has a bad temper. You better put away your arrogant personality, and don't say what you are like in front of others."
　　
　　 "Ben... I'm the most low-key person, at most pretending to be a good baby, will not embarrass you!" Yang Zhen gave Kowloon a relieved expression.
　　
　　 "Aqiu!"
　　
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