Chapter 1141: 魔教妖女20

"Little monk, come and make us, we are so many bad people." Ning Shu said to the young monk, "Isn't it said that the creatures are equal?"
Huiji: ...
"The donor, Xiao Yan quit." Huiji small monk turned and left.
"Little monk, broth is good to drink." Ning Shu Chao Hui, the little monk's back, shouted, "Next time I invite you to eat roast chicken, do not eat chicken noodle soup."
"Teacher, have you broken the ring?" Huikong monk quickly asked Huiji.
Huiji’s face shook his head flatly,
No.

"The demon girl, Hugh said nonsense." Huikong and the monk Chao Ningshu replied, and turned his head and said to Huiji, "Don't be influenced by the words of the demon girl."
"Will not."
Ning Shu and his group stayed at the inn, but they were all stared at by the famous people.
Ning Shu should eat, drink, sleep.
However, Mei Wu stepped up his vigilance, and the people of the Devils swayed in the right place, and they were all famous and decent.
A few days later, it was the martial arts ratio, and Ning Shu was dressed in red, and went to the front of the team to go to the place of the platform.
The platform is very large, and there are two huge gongs and drums on both sides. The flag is hunting and it is solemn.
The Fujian and Taiwan are surrounded by the masses.
Zhao Bo sat at the top, and each of the various factions sat in the designated position.
There is no place for magic teaching.
Ning Shufu flew up to the ring in a blank expression. "This is the way you treat you. I will come to the martial arts conference on behalf of the lord. I don't even have a position. Don't arrange a location for me. Don't think about elections today."
"You are a demon person, and also participate in any martial arts conference, there is no position of the devil." A promise elder said coldly.
"The devil is also a person of the rivers and lakes, you can not participate, the martial arts conference said that the people of the magic can not participate?" Ning Shu said with no expression.
It means that all the sects can participate, but they all exclude the magic, and the cult has never participated in the martial arts election.
"The devil is going to be disturbed at this time?" Zhao Bo, sitting in the top, said with a majestic look, and he was very upright.
"I am so afraid of our holy demon, I am just watching the war, afraid of what, so many of you are still afraid that we are so human, hehe..."
Zhao Bo sharply stared at Ning Shu and immediately said: "Arrange a location."
Ning Shu took a clap, "This is right."
Ning Shu went back to the seat with his hand, sat in a chair and waved at Mei Wu.
Mei Wu took out a plate of melon seeds and peanuts. Ning Shu grabbed a handful of melon seeds and said, "Come on."
Zhao Bo stared at Mei Wu, who was carrying the melon and fruit plate. There was some confusion between the eyebrows.
"The devil teaches the demon girl, you actually dare to hurt me to send disciples." The head of the Lushan faction suddenly stood up.
Ning Shu threw the melon seed shell and turned it over to look at the head of the Lushan School. "Which disciple I injured, stand up and see."
"My nephew can't get out of bed now, dying, the demon woman's heart is hot, and the son of my nephew is abolished."
Ning Shu patted the dust of the seeds on his hands and stared at the head of the Lushan faction with a strange look.
Seeing the head of the Lushan School inexplicably, he shouted: "Can't refute it?"
"Cut, I am wondering if there is a family relationship. You don't have a good female color, but it is still awkward. Do you have this problem too?" Ning Shu was stunned, "that sly Man, still want to offend me, don’t you cut the New Year?

"Nonsense, my nephew is not such a person." The head of the mountain feels the strange eyes of the people around him, and he argues with a red-eyed face.
"You, this demon girl, hurts people, and uses this ridiculous thing to filthy my nephew."
Ning Shu lifted his chin and rolled his eyes. "Do you not say that your demeanor is a gentleman?"
"You, this head will avenge your nephew today, and abolish your demon girl." The leader of the Lushan faction will rush to the Ningshu and be stopped by others.
Ning Shu moved his neck, "Come on."
"Miss, they are so many people, we can't beat it." Mei Wu said with a fruit plate.
"I swept them."
Mei Wu: →_→
"Amitabha." The minimalist monk stood up. "The donor, the girl is telling the truth."
"Huiji." Huikong and Shang Chaohui said: "Don't worry, she is a demon person."
"Senior brother, this brother was present at the time."
Huiji’s little monk clearly stated the situation at the time, and the people present were particularly surprised to see the head of the mountain.
The monk of Wuyou Temple heard someone wanting to slap the Buddhist disciples and force the Buddhist disciples to do unspeakable things.
"The foot of the mountain, this thing we have a temple to confess." Wu Yousi abbot said cold face.
Even the monks think so, it is simply lawless.
"This is impossible."
"Amitabha, the monk does not swear." The little monk said a Buddhist ceremony.
Ning Shu nodded. "If it weren't for me, this little monk would break the color. Stop."
Huiji: ...
Wu You Temple monks: ...
"Well, what is the solution under private circumstances, now is the Wulin Conference." Zhao Bo out of the channel.
The head of the mountain can only sit down in anger, staring at Ning Shu with a knife.
Ning Shu: I am afraid of you!
"But the ally has a problem. Isn't this person around you always following Zhao Yi?"
"You said that Zhao Yi is a silly fork. This person is arranged by me. He is still stupid."
"Zhao Yi is the five-killer of Mei, and all the things in Zhaojiabao are made by Mei Wu. They are all done by him."
Mei Wu looked at Ning Shu and did not speak, silently carrying the pot from Ning Shu.
"Zhao Yi was killed?" Zhao Bo looks inexplicable
"Of course, when I grew up eating rice, I also stole the things of the demon. If I don’t kill, is there a Chinese New Year?" Ning Shuli said, "Yes, five hundred two gold remember to give me ""
"Don't think that I don't know that things are in your hands. The things that the demon teaches are the things of the demon, and they will be recovered sooner or later." Ning Shu looked at Zhao Bo with a stern look.
Zhao Bo did not change his face. "You have always said that things are in my hands, but there is nothing in my hands. I swear to God."
Ning Shu shook his head. "If you don't move, you will swear, and it will be bad when you get beaten."
"Starting the martial arts election." Zhao Bo is not entangled with Ning Shu.
Ning Shu sat down, grabbed a handful of melon seeds and began to see the contest on the ring.
The rule of competition is the battle between the factions. The winners finally fight with the martial arts lords of the last squad, and finally choose the martial arts lords.
Of course, this depends on the character of this person. If there are too many people who oppose him as a martial arts lord, there is no way.