"Shut up and lower your head. Seeing that ugly face of yours makes me sick, and I no longer want to beat you up." Lan Xinyu was impatient with Tengjiao's heart-rending screams, which made her feel numb.
, and gave the scarred face a hard kick.
Teng Jiao was kicked so hard that he fell into the sand. He raised his head with a mouthful of sand in his mouth. His face with the big footprints was full of resentment. Not interested? Won't you stop if you're not interested?
, you think I want to be beaten by you. Also, what is an ugly face? If you hadn’t forced me to peel off my skin in advance, my face would have looked like this?
Tengjiao was filled with grievances and resentment. He really wanted to crash into the sand pit and die. Unfortunately, the sand was too soft and there was no chance of him being hit to death.
He actually wanted to fight back. Even if he was cut off from Fengyun's chance to transform into a dragon, he was still the son of the Dragon King of the North Sea and one of the three future lords of the Sea of Death. He was slapped in the face and passed on to others.
How can he hold his head up in the future? Spiritual beasts have the dignity of spiritual beasts and must not be trampled upon.
"Miss Ling, Miss Lan, you are also Queen Shenlong no matter what others say, I think you should save some face for him?" Wu Xie couldn't stand it anymore and said to Ling Chuxi and the other two.
After listening to Wu Xie's words, Tengjiao was so moved that he almost cried. Look, there are always people who are wise to Shili in this world. As a human being, you should keep a line in everything so that you can meet each other easily in the future. How can you slap me in the face? At this time,
Tengjiao had completely forgotten how miserable the old Snake fell into his hands. That was not surprising. Anyway, he was not the one who was beaten at that time, nor was he the one who suffered the pain.
"Oh?" Ling Chuxi glanced at Wu Xie doubtfully. Looking horizontally and vertically, this guy didn't look like the kind of compassionate person.
"I think, why not just cover his head? It will save him some face and you won't be so annoyed by it, right?" Wu Xie said.
All the emotions disappeared in an instant. Is this what you mean by saving face? Can you be more ruthless? Even though you are badly hurt now, you don’t dare to fight back, but with the strength of the peak of the second-level spiritual beast, you can still
If you carry it, cover it with your black cloth pocket, and can't use it at all, aren't you waiting to be beaten to death?
He finally figured it out, no matter what this kid said, he was the worst!
But Wu Xie's words still had an effect. Originally, Tengjiao wanted to fight to the death with Ling Chuxi for the dignity of the spirit beast, but now he no longer has the courage to fight to the death. His black cloth pocket is more threatening than Ling Chu
Xi's broken martial soul tower is still big. Facing the broken martial spirit tower, he still has a chance to fight. Facing the black cloth bag, he doesn't even have a chance to fight. He doesn't want to end up like the old Snake Snake.
That's all, the dignity of a spiritual beast is just a cloud. Let it be beaten honestly.
Tengjiao held his head, stuck his butt out, and continued to scream!
"A high-level spiritual beast is a high-level spiritual beast. It is really not an ordinary beast that can withstand beatings. This guy is not dead yet, and I am almost exhausted." Lan Xinyu wiped her sweat and said with appreciation.
But when such praise fell to Tengjiao's ears, it never sounded like that. Is this a compliment? If so, please stop praising me and stop it.
"If not, there isn't much hatred anyway, and the price he paid is not small. Why don't we just let him go?" Ling Chuxi said.
After listening to Ling Chuxi's words, Tengjiao felt a glimmer of hope in his heart: Is the suffering finally over?