Chapter 731 Thousands of Hands butchering Hob Meat
"Ah, Master Thousand Hands! I haven't seen you for many years. How are you doing, Master Thousand Hands?"
Lu Changfeng from the Ziwei Sect appeared out of nowhere.
Ye Xiaochuan looked around and said, "Senior Brother Changfeng, who are you talking to? Is your paranoia getting serious again?"
Ever since Chang Xiaoman was harmed by Zhao Wuji ten years ago, Ye Xiaochuan felt that Lu Changfeng had started to go crazy. It had only been ten years, but it had already evolved into schizophrenia. Ye Xiaochuan felt very sorry for this handsome young hero.
Feel sorry.
Before I had taken two steps, another person walked towards me. He was also an old acquaintance. He had a big fat piece of Liujie in his mouth. Wasn’t this guy from a realm a hundred miles away to the west? Why did he come back? So early in the morning.
You, a monk, have a piece of pork belly in your mouth. How is that appropriate? Are you afraid that Buddha will blame you and slap you under Wuzhishan Mountain for three to five hundred years? Also, where did you get it in this barbaric land?
Eat pork belly? Could it be that you are just blinded?
Liujie saw Ye Xiaochuan and smiled heartily: "Brother Rentu, the Sa family is in a tight situation recently..."
No one was blinded, except for that bastard Liu Jie, no one asked others to borrow money as the first thing they asked early in the morning.
Ye Xiaochuan fled far away, thinking that it was lucky that Liu Jie asked Brother Tu to borrow the money. If he borrowed the money from him, he would not be able to refuse.
Just as he was enjoying himself, a woman's voice suddenly came from behind: "Hob meat!"
When Ye Xiaochuan heard this, he was immediately frightened. Knowing that he was the one who cut the flesh, it was Miss Tianwen and Senior Miao who was trapped in the magma cave of Xuanhuo Altar of Demon Sect.
Has his lie been exposed? Master and the others already know that he was captured by Tianwen? Sun Yao, the bastard, came to arrest him early in the morning and go to Uncle Yunhe to raise an army to question him?
Countless thoughts flashed through Ye Xiaochuan's mind. Should he take the initiative to admit his mistake first? Or should he grease his feet and abscond in fear of crime? Once the matter of being captured is confirmed, even if the master master is merciful, he will not kill him.
, I am afraid that I will really have to spend the rest of my life with Wangcai on Siguo Cliff for hundreds of years.
While thinking about it, I turned around and saw a group of female disciples walking behind me, including Ning Xiangruo, Yang Liudi, Du Chun, Yun Qiyou, Chang Xiaoman, Hu Daoxin, and my junior junior sister Yang Shijiu. They were among them just now.
The speaker is the willow flute.
Yang Liudi said: "Hu Daoru, what's wrong with you? Why are you turning pale? Are you sweating all over? Are you guilty of thief?"
Ye Xiaochuan swallowed his saliva and said: "What is the hob meat? Who is the hob meat? Senior sister Yang, please don't talk nonsense, or I will sue you for slander."
Everyone was surprised for a while. Based on Ye Xiaochuan's expression just now, Gu Pan'er seemed to have thought of something. She was laughing so hard that she burst into tears.
This made Ye Xiaochuan even more confused and shouted: "What's going on with you guys? Gu Pan'er, why are you laughing? What's going on?"
Gu Paner laughed with tears in her eyes, and after a long time she said, "You won't forget what happened last night, right?"
It's over, completely over. After figuring out the whole story, Ye Xiaochuan held his head, found an earthen wall, and was drilling into the cracks in the wall.
I can't survive, I can't survive completely.
The story goes like this. Last night, a certain young knight-errant got drunk and gave himself the nickname Thousand-Hand Man Slaughtering Meat with a Hob Knife. He also proudly said that this nickname was very domineering and could frighten the enemy.
Many people who were drinking together at that time said that this is not the name that a righteous knight should have. It sounds like a ruthless and murderous demon sect. It is better to change it to another one, such as the Bladeless Sword Immortal or the Young Master Longya.
, are more suitable for the status of righteous disciples.
But that young hero didn't care. He was carrying a big wine vat, and he would hit anyone who didn't ask him to butcher meat with a thousand hands.
Helpless, everyone had no choice but to follow his wishes. They originally thought that everyone would forget about it when they woke up early tomorrow morning. However, it turned out that the nickname spread far faster than everyone imagined. In just a few hours, everyone knew about it.
A young hero calls himself the Thousand-Handed Man butchers meat with a hob.
Now the young hero has no face to see others. The disgusting nickname of the young hero with false teeth ten years ago has not been removed from his head. Now the Thousand-Handed Man is being called out again for slaughtering meat with a hob. I have been thinking about it for several days.
The nickname "Jade-faced Flying Dragon" was planned to be used in the near future to blind everyone, but now it seems that this nickname will never be used.
I was drunk last night and showed off in front of a group of fairies. How am I doing now? How will I see anyone in the future? When others see me, they all salute me: "Brother Hob..." It's scary to think about it.
Wine is a medicine that penetrates the intestines, and color is a boning knife.
Ye Xiaochuan now secretly vowed to stay away from alcohol, sex and wealth in the future. This thing is too scary. Fortunately, he only gave himself a disgusting nickname when he was drunk last night. If the incident about the Xuanhuo Altar is revealed, he will be punished today.
It's completely over.
Quit drinking, quitting sex, quit being greedy...
Ye Xiaochuan secretly swore in his heart.
When everyone saw Ye Xiaochuan covering his face and banging his head against the wall, the fairies who figured out the situation burst into laughter. Even Yun Qiyou, who had always been a serious man, couldn't help but smile and couldn't help laughing.
Ye Xiaochuan was dragged by Sun Yao to the stone house hall last night. There were not many people in the stone house. Apart from the old alcoholic Master, there were also Uncle Yunhe, Mu Chenxian, and strangely, Yang Ling'er, the saint of Piaomiao Pavilion.
Monk Jie Kong from Kasyapa Temple was also there.
A familiar feeling of danger was approaching. Seeing the corners of Sun Yao's mouth rising slightly, Ye Xiaochuan felt that something was not good.
Before his master, the drunk Taoist, could speak, Ye Xiaochuan had already coughed a few times, covered his heart with his hand, and said with a weak face: "Master, I was injured by the candle dragon, and the old injury has not healed. I drank too much last night, which caused the old injury."
I'm injured. If nothing happens, can I go back to recuperate?"
Sun Yao rolled his eyes and said, "Junior brother Ye, you were so alive and kicking just a moment ago, why are you so sick now? Can you stop pretending?"
Ye Xiaochuan argued: "I'm really not pretending, and I, Ye Xiaochuan, am not the kind of person who likes to pretend to be sick. It's really an old wound that has not healed."
Who here is not an old fox who has become a spirit, how can he not see whether Ye Xiaochuan's body is really injured?
The drunk Taoist said: "Xiaochuan, I came to see you because I want you to do something..."
"It's over..."
As soon as the old alcoholic master opened his mouth, Ye Xiaochuan immediately wailed in his heart. Needless to say, Sun Yao must have been behind it again. He didn't kill his father or his mother. Why was Sun Yao always talking to him?
Can't get over it? Is it because he defeated him in the ring ten years ago and he still holds a grudge? This is too petty!
