Chapter 1780: Slap

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"Non-flower, are you crazy? Even dare to hurt my disciple?" The white-haired old man looked angry at the non-boy, with a shocking look on his face.
He really did not expect that, sitting with Xiang Yang, the person who deliberately wrapped himself in black clothes turned out to be the famous non-flower son in the temple.
You, sister. The enchanting character of your younger generation, who is equal to the elders in the temple, is deliberately hiding all the breath to bully my disciples. Is this appropriate?
"Oh, it turned out to be elders with the wind. I haven't seen it for a long time. How can I go shopping with a brain? Isn't this a reputation for insulting the temple?" A sword gas cut the young man's arm and faced the white-haired old man. The appearance of the non-flower son's face showed a faint smile, and did not feel the slightest inappropriate place.
The reputation of the non-boy is very large in the temple. Although there is no position on the surface, he can not fear anyone, even if the other is an elder of the temple, it is not a non-flower for the non-flower. Big man.
"You...oh..."
At this time, the young man could understand from his own master's mouth that he was injured. He suddenly became angry and angered. He did not expect that the person who dealt with himself was actually a non-flowered son, the younger generation of the whole mainland. At the moment, the top of the strong, at the same time, his heart was very angry, at the same time, did not straighten out in one breath, even spit out a blood directly, and then very faintly passed away.
At the moment when I passed out, this unlucky one even raised a feeling of fainting in the past.
"It's useless. I said that with the wind elders, you are also a school-level old man in the temple. How can you accept such a useless disciple? You can stun yourself, that is, your temper is compared. Well, if it is me, I have already had such a disciple directly, and I have nothing to do with it. It’s just a shame, and I’m not afraid of losing your face. Even the face of the temple has been lost. what."
The mouth of the non-flower son is not a general poison. He knows very well that Xiang Yang is not happy with this young man, so he directly stuns the other person, and also sneers at the elders of the temple.
Although everyone is a person who comes out of the temple, if it is normal, non-flowers will naturally take care of each other's feelings. However, the person who makes him do it at the moment is Xiang Yang, who controls the imprint of the gods in the hands. Yang is happy, maybe he can really get the mark of the city. As for the elders who are not in the temple with the wind, they are not afraid of anything.
"You, you..." The old man with the wind is the old man with white hair. After listening to the words of the non-boy, he suddenly trembled and swayed, pointing his finger at the non-boy, and could not say a word. .
In the face of the non-flower son, he is obviously a predecessor, but in the temple, the status of the non-flower is obviously higher than him, and in terms of strength, although he is unwilling to admit it, he has to say that The strength of the dandy is not weaker than him.
For such a situation, the elders of the wind are also very helpless. In the face of non-boys, he really does not know how to proceed.
"Bai Tingting has seen non-boys."
At this time, the female disciple who was dressed up was supporting the elders of the wind, and then gave a small ceremony to the non-flower son.
"Bai Tingting, it turned out to be you, it is said to be the mount of the White House. I remember the words I have heard before, the white family mounts, the thousands ride, the 10,000 people play, everyone can ride. I don't think you will stay. Going to find the next person to ride you, come here to make fun?" The non-flower boy frowned and looked at Bai Tingting.
"you..."
Bai Tingting originally smiled and thought about showing herself in front of a younger generation of non-flowers. What I didn’t expect was that the non-flower son didn’t understand the slightest pity, and said it directly. She suddenly became angry and the whole person was constantly shaking.
Her life is not frugal, and now there are already many people who don’t know, but there are no so-called mounts that are so ugly. It’s all those who can’t get her, so now’s words are gone. Hua Gongzi said it in the mouth, Bai Tingting was shy and angry, and he did not find a seam on the ground.
"What are you? You don't look at your own reputation, but you dare to go out and sway, dress up like this, look ugly, who do you want to see? In addition to the reputation of the temple, you can still do it. What?" The non-flower sneer sneered.
"I... you are deceiving too much..."
"Oh, ah..."
Bai Tingting was almost smashed by two nonsense sons. He suddenly screamed and rushed to fight with the non-flowers, but it was too strong for the non-fame in the temple. I didn’t dare to move at all. I could only look at my grievances and look at her master’s elders.
"Master respect..."
Seeing that his two disciples were suddenly blasted by the non-flowers, and the elders of the wind were also bombed, but he was the master of the older generation, and the elder of the temple, his own nourishment. Kung Fu is naturally not comparable to his two disciples. He still has no chance to deal with the non-boy.
Although this guy is so angry that the whole person is about to explode, but after taking a few deep breaths, he looks at the non-flowers, his face barely reveals a smile, "Non-flowers, although they both have The wrong place, but it is also my disciple, we are all people in the temple, why bother you two juniors?"
"Ha ha..."
After listening to the non-father, he suddenly sneered two times and looked at a fainting, a woman with a sullen face and a smoke, his face without disguise and with a contemptuous look. The elders of the wind said, "I said that you are old, your age is not small, you can't go on like this, and your life will be ruined in the future."
"What..."
After listening to the non-flower son, the elders of the wind suddenly stopped, and looked at the non-boys inexplicably, and they dragged into their own lives. Is this related to the present?
"Look at what two disciples you have received, the arrogance of the man, the arrogance of the man, as if he is the most powerful in the sky, the mouth is stinky and the result is unbearable, the woman's, the whole day dressed up, and go every day. Looking for a man, known as the White House mount, has become a feature of the temple. You want these two disciples, you are not afraid of losing your old face." The non-boy is said to be rude.
"You...oh..."
The young man who happened to wake up just heard the words of the non-boy. He suddenly vomited blood again, and the whole person was once again fainted. Obviously, if there is no time, it is impossible to wake up again.
The woman named Bai Tingting was equally angry and trembled. She couldn’t help but spill blood on her lips. A pair of eyes stared at the non-boy, screaming. "Non-father, you are going to Is it right against my white house?"
"Snapped..."
However, Bai Tingting’s screams have not yet fallen, and she heard a sound of '啪'. Her whole person was directly hit by a powerful force, and the slamming impact on the wall of the small courtyard turned out to be small. The fence of the courtyard was knocked over.
"Master... Master, are you hitting me?"
Bai Tingting itself is a god-level master. Naturally, she is not afraid of being hit. Although she has knocked over the walls of the small courtyard, she did not suffer any injuries. Instead, she stroked her face and looked at her inconspicuously. Man is her master.
Bai Tingting did not think of it anyway. It turned out that her master had started to fly her out and started to do so. So suddenly, even if she did not react, the whole person was directly paralyzed.
"It's you, hit me, shut up."
As the elders of the wind changed their usual kindness, they drank a few times in a cold voice, then looked at the non-flowered son with a clear and unpleasant look on their faces. "Are you satisfied with this?"
"Oh, what are you satisfied? I didn't ask you to hit her. You beat her because you didn't want to see her, not because I told you to fight. Don't pull me when doing bad things." The non-flower boy said with a smile.
"You..." When the elders of the wind heard the anger, they reached out to the non-flowers, but they didn't say anything, but they snorted. "Now I am ordered by the elders. Deal with the sale of the city of God, you should not disturb, otherwise, after I go back, I will tell the elders what happened today."
"Oh, do you think you have a small report useful?"
The non-boy is laughing and watching the elders.
"I don't know when I use it. Now you don't want to block me. Otherwise, it is time for you and me to be an enemy." The elders of the wind said coldly.
"Oh, with the wind elders hard, come here, you have to try to see how to become an enemy of life and death with me?" Non-boys laughed and looked at each other.
"Uh..."
In fact, with the elders of the wind, saying that you want to be an enemy with the non-flower son is just talking about playing, saying something about the scene, he is also very clear, not to mention that the back of the non-flower is the strongest old and undead in the temple. In contrast, the strength of the two alone, compared with the elders of the wind, it is impossible to be an opponent of the non-boy.
At this moment, I saw that the non-flower son didn't give face. He couldn't help but think of his helplessness and anger, but he didn't dare to fall out with the non-flower boy. He could only endure hard.
"Oh, this younger brother is still a little useful." Xiang Yang and the main master of the palace looked at the rear, and suddenly couldn't help but laugh when they saw this scene.
"Nie Ma., laugh a fart, roll over to Laozi, and offer the mark of the city, otherwise it will destroy you." Xiang Yang’s smile falls into the elders who are very embarrassed and do not know how to answer the question of the non-boy. In the eyes, he suddenly detonated him, only to listen to him directly shouting.
"Lie't lie."
Xiang Yang saw that the other party was so angry that he couldn't help but sigh. The other party was obviously mad at the air, and blew that fire to his body. I didn't expect to have a gun.
However, he also knows that if only a lot of nonsense players are on the scene, they will not be able to shock everyone, and they will not have much improvement in their reputation. In the end, they will have to take their own shots.
"Snapped..."
Xiang Yang shot, no one saw how he moved, of course, except for the palace master; at that moment, Xiang Yang still stood there with a smile, but there was a slap in the face, followed by Seeing the elders with the face of the wind squinting, staring at Xiangyang.
"You...do you dare to hit me?"
When the elders were stunned, an old face turned into a pig liver color. He never thought of it anyway. Some people really dared to beat him. He was the elder of the temple. Although it was not the highest level of the temple, it was good. The middle-level figures of the temple, even if the city owners of the major gods saw him, they had to desperately please him. But now, such a little-known junior of Xiangyang dared to slap him in the face?
"Asshole, you are looking for death..."
"Snapped..."
The elders broke out with the wind, but the eruption was useless. His anger has not yet fallen. Xiang Yang, who just returned, reappeared. This time, he directly opened the bow, slapped the palm and then slap it, and immediately fanned the other. Got it.
"I don't dare to hit you?"
"Snapped..."
"Who do you think you are?"
"Snapped..."
"The elders of the temple?"
"Snapped..."
"Oh, it’s you...hey..."
The next scene suddenly made everyone stunned. I saw Xiangyang’s words playing with the elders, and one left and one right directly fanned over. In the blink of an eye, the faces on both sides of the wind elders have swollen and you become It’s red and fat.
"啪...嗤..."
When Xiang Yang went down again, he spit out blood in the mouth of the old man, and almost sprayed it on his body, scared him to take a quick retreat, looking at the other side far away, and the elders of the wind could not escape being beaten. Stopped, but his face has turned into a pig's head.