"Xiao Feng, you damn bastard, you beast, you can kill people with just a low head. If you have the ability... if you have the ability, just give us all a good time, you piece of shit, you humiliate and torture us all, you Xiao Feng, again
Are you considered a hero of that kind?"
Dongfang Ming, the young master of the Dongfang family who couldn't bear it after being teased by Xiao Feng in public over and over again, finally couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart and burst out.
"Hero, hero? What a complete idiot and fool. When did I, Xiao Feng, tell you all that I am a hero?
Please, am I the evil god who is one of the two evil spirits resounding throughout the sect? Since I am the evil god, if I don’t do more extraordinary things, then am I still the evil god? Besides,
I didn’t call the God of Plague over to greet you, so I’ve done my best to be kind and righteous, okay?”
Xiao Feng, the idiot, stared at Dongfang Ming motionlessly with a pair of eyes as if looking at an idiot and replied.
"What... what the hell, the god of evil, the god of plague? Ni Ma, just because you are such useless rubbish, do you really deserve to call yourself "god"? What a toad.
You yawned loudly!" Dongfang Ming roared angrily with white air puffing out from his nostrils.
"Ahem...Ahem, young master, be careful, Xiao Feng, that damn beast, is not exaggerating, or deliberately creating pressure for all of us, but it is really true.
There are two evil spirits, one is the despicable and shameless bastard in front of him, and the other is Lin Dong, who is known as the God of Plague. That grandson is as evil as he is.
As long as anyone dares to come into direct contact with him, even if he does not die immediately, he will suffer from blood misfortune for at least a year. Either he will almost choke to death when drinking water, or he will be killed by an accident while washing.
You will be drowned in the washing tools, and even walking normally is full of dangers.
Before this, all of us have suffered from it, so we all stay away from the grandson of the plague god Lin Dong!" Before Dongfang Ming finished his words, Wu Faliang hurriedly took over and explained.
"No... No, Xiao Wu, there is such a weird person in the world? This is really eye-opening. But to be honest, if there is a chance in the future, I really want to meet that person in person.
Where's the guy named Lin Dong?" Dongfang Ming said with interest.
"No need to worry about it later. If you, Dongfang Ming, are really interested, I can call Xiaodong here immediately and let you, Young Master Dongfang, have a good look at Xiaodong's methods and abilities!"
swish swish
As this familiar voice full of teasing and contempt fell, a bastard figure that Dongfang Ming and the others were afraid of, and even more so ruthless that they would eat his flesh raw, walked slowly from far to near with a relaxed and calm pace.
Appeared under everyone's sight.
"Is it you? Long Haotian, you are a bastard who has been stabbed a thousand times. You are not welcome here. You can get as far away from me as you can, immediately, immediately!"
Seeing that Long Haotian, the instigator who put them all into such a dilemma, came back and appeared in everyone's sight, Dongfang Ming and his party, who had been freed by the Four Symbols Imprisonment Formation, were all instantly angry.
, all looked at Long Haotian with expressions of hatred.
At this moment, if looks could kill, Long Haotian at this moment would have been cut into pieces tens of thousands of times by Dongfang Ming and the others!
Damn it, if this bastard Long Haotian hadn't stepped in and ruined all their good deeds and careful planning, maybe right now, they would all be raising their glasses in the name of victory, enjoying the joy and futility of victory.
Go to glory!
However, no one is as good as God. No matter how thorough and meticulous their plans were, they still missed the existence of Long Haotian, a bastard.
It is precisely because of this that the ducks that were obtained flew away instantly, and they were collectively reduced to lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
This hatred and hatred, only with the blood in Long Haotian's body and Long Haotian's dog life can we completely wash away all the shame and grievances on everyone!
"Hehehehe, please, please don't mention me, Young Master Dongfang, we are all acquainted after all, can't we talk to each other properly? Besides, the acquaintance and encounter between you and me can be regarded as a fate given by God. What should we say?
, you all have to cherish this hard-won fate!"
Long Haotian stood up and spoke without pain in his back. He interpreted the word "cheap" so vividly that he almost made Dongfang Ming's noses crooked in anger.
"Fate...Fate? Fate, your grandma! Long Haotian, you damn bitch, you have caused this young master to do this. I, Dongfang Ming, will always remember this hatred in my heart in this life, and wait for the future.
If you have the chance, I will definitely repay you as a dead bastard who has been stabbed a thousand times!"
Dongfang Ming's eyes were filled with flames of hatred, and he gritted his teeth and roared at Long Haotian.
"Hahaha, is that right? Then I, Long Haotian, can only wash my own neck and wait for you, Young Master Dongfang, to personally remove my head from my neck someday. Okay, nonsense, let's
That’s it for now, let’s get down to business.
Brother Xiao Feng, how are you doing? Have you squeezed out all the garbage like Dongfang Ming? Let me tell you, these people in front of you are all fat and oily.
Fat sheep, please don’t be merciful to them!”
After Long Haotian glanced at Dongfang Ming with disdain, his eyes quickly shifted to the side. Because he was so excited and excited, his mouth was almost grinning at Xiao Feng, who was behind his ears.
"Hehehehe, to be honest with you, Brother Long, only Dongfang Ming and the others still have their clothes, and the rest of the things are almost all in my hands!" Xiao Feng said with a proud look on his face.
"Is that all? Not enough, far from enough. Brother Xiao Feng, you are still too kind. Since you have become a mortal enemy, there is no need to leave room for them to turn around. Haotian feels that we still have
You can go a little further!" Long Haotian frowned.
"What...what? Long Haotian, you are a bastard with sores on your head and pus on the soles of your feet. You can be killed, but you must not be humiliated. We are all already in such misery, what else do you want?
Damn that nigga, this young master solemnly advises you, Long Haotian, to do things in moderation, otherwise, wait for the revenge of our Dongfang family!"
This time, before Long Haotian could finish his words, Dongfang Ming, the young master of the Dongfang Family, one of the four hidden families, jumped up in laughter.
"Revenge for the whole clan? Haha, look at what you said, Young Master Dongfang, seems to be true. I'm sorry, I, Long Haotian, grew up eating, not being scared since childhood.
Furthermore, since I, Long Haotian, dare to choose to be the enemy of your Dongfang family, I have long been prepared in my heart to be retaliated by your Dongfang family.
As long as you dare to come, Haotian can guarantee that you will never come back. If you don't believe it, then let's just wait and see!" Long Haotian said.
"There's no return? You, Long Hao, a dog bastard, do you really have the qualifications and strength?" Dongfang Ming said disapprovingly.
"Hey, from what you said, Young Master Dongfang, it seems that you are still skeptical about my abilities and methods, Long Haotian? Hahaha, this is the best thing to do, so Haotian will give me a gift first.
This is a great gift for you, Young Master Dongfang, to enjoy it, no need to thank you!"
Boo hoo hoo
As he said this, Long Haotian suddenly stamped his feet, and thousands of giant wooden thorns surged out from the ground at lightning speed, heading towards the four elephants imprisoned in the sky.
The Dongfang family used martial arts to stab the bodies of those sect traitors fiercely.
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"Ah, no... Long Haotian, I'm going to fuck your eight generations of ancestors, you inhuman beast, scum, you... you... you will definitely... definitely die a good death.
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Pfft, pfft
Caught off guard, they heard a series of pleasant clear sounds, followed by crazy sounds, followed by bursts of screams of ghosts and wolves, followed closely by people's ears.
Looking around, Dongfang Ming and the others at this moment are simply miserable to the extreme!
Some people had giant wooden thorns penetrated from the soles of their feet into their legs, forcefully forcing out the bones in their legs. Some people had their bodies pierced by giant wooden thorns, and even worse, they were caught off guard.
Then, he was directly stabbed hard by a giant wooden thorn from his lower body.
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Although Dongfang Ming and his group are all geniuses among geniuses and strong among strong, they were suddenly attacked by surprise, which caused all of them to suffer varying degrees of minor and serious injuries.
Miserable, only worse.
Especially those unlucky ones whose lower body parts were pierced by giant wooden thorns. How could this be called "miserable"? It was simply extremely miserable, wasn't it?
Watching this cruel and ruthless bloody scene, the Zhengyang Sect monks who had lost their freedom felt their scalps numb, the hairs all over their bodies standing on end, and the deep fear that penetrated their souls and bones!