Chapter 388 You have the kind of waiting for him to finish squatting
The green-robed old man Zhu Bishi is also a character who is used to running rampant.
I don’t know how many different kinds of people I have seen.
Many evil spirits of the younger generation who have lofty ideals are usually very wild and quarrel with the sky and the earth, but when they meet him, they are always polite. There are few people like Lin Beichen who will fall out immediately if they disagree with him.
Turning face to face.
And it turned too fast.
So much so that he couldn't help but be stunned before he came back to his senses and said subconsciously: "Young man, how dare you talk to me like this?"
"Then what do I say?"
Lin Beichen sneered on the spot: "You are going to dig out my heart and brains, and you want me to talk to you... You should stop eating quickly, these dishes are very expensive, and you will eat what I just ate."
, spit it out for me."
Zhu Bishi: "..."
never mind.
I've long heard that this little thing is mentally retarded.
To argue with such a younger generation who is not clear-minded is to lose one's own identity.
He shook his head, smiled, and said, "Where is your master?"
Lin Beichen said: "My master is squatting in a manhole, you have the guts to wait until he finishes squatting."
Zhu Bishi: "..."
He could understand the meaning of this.
But why does it always feel like the painting style is wrong?
He is so old, what scene has he not seen before?
But really, no one has ever discussed squatting in a latrine at the dinner table.
This little idiot seems to have the ability to easily distort the style of painting.
Don't care about this little thing.
Zhu Bishi picked up a glass of wine and was about to drink it.
"Shut up."
Lin Beichen said aggressively: "Why are you so shameless? You even told me not to eat, but you still drink my wine? Did I let you drink it? You are so old, and you still drink."
boom!
Zhu Bishi slapped her face on the dining table.
Wow.
The bluestone table instantly turned into a pile of stone powder.
He worked hard at cultivating his energy, but after hearing Lin Beichen's few words, he was so angry that he almost burst into flames.
As a result, Lin Beichen refused to give up and frantically tested on the verge of committing suicide, saying: "Compensate."
"Little guy, are you really not afraid of death?"
Zhu Bishi stared at Lin Beichen with cold eyes.
"Haha, [Purple Lightning Divine Sword] is so big."
A cold snort came.
But he saw Ding Sanshi holding up his pants and walking quickly from the direction of the latrine.
Zhu Bishi's eyes fell on Ding Sanshi, and she was slightly startled: "I didn't expect that not only was Ding Jianxian still alive, but his injuries... he was also almost healed."
Ding Sanshi fastened his trouser pockets, glanced at Lin Beichen, his eyes were filled with shock, and then he looked at Zhu Bishi and said: "[Purple Gold Cynomorium] Those who are virtuous will get it. Now the competition has been decided, and you have become famous."
Why do you have to chase after such a long-standing person?"
Zhu Bishi smiled: "One of the five famous swordsmen in Baiyun City in the past, Sword Immortal Ding Lei, was so elegant and unrestrained. I didn't expect that these years of decline have not only made you look haggard, but also made your temperament degenerate..."
A majestic swordsman walks out of the pit with his pants lifted. Does this still have an image?
Ding Sanshi snorted and said nothing.
Zhu Bishi added: "A virtuous person will get it? If you are trying to trick a child, our cultivation practice is against the will of heaven, and we compete with the heavens. How can we survive if we don't fight or grab?"
"How do you want to fight?"
Ding Sanshi said.
Zhu Bishi smiled and said: "Don't be nervous, I'm the only one here today, and I didn't expect to actually take action in Yunmeng City. After all, your apprentice is the chief priest of the temple, and I can't touch him openly, but...
"
Having said this, he glanced at Pan Weimin and the others who were walking from the direction of the maokeng, and then turned around: "It's just that Ding Jianxian took away the [Purple Gold Cynomorium] first, and then you, the disciple, tainted my young master's fiancée, and also
Killed several friends of my fourth son...this debt must be settled."
Ding Sanshi was silent.
Lin Beichen, however, was like a rabbit whose tail was stepped on, jumping up and cursing: "You are so slanderous, I have never been out of Yunmeng City, when did you get involved with your young master's fiancée? Who is your young master? Tell me your name.
."
Zhu Bishi smiled and said, "My young master's surname is Wei."
Ding Sanshi glanced at Lin Beichen and added, "Wei Mingchen."
"What? Is it him?"
Lin Beichen was stunned, feeling guilty for no reason.
Although he took the initiative early in the morning, but...
It seems that this pot really cannot be thrown away.
Otherwise, wouldn't he really become an irresponsible scumbag who blames the woman for everything?
"My young master has important things to do recently. These minor matters are naturally shared by my servants." Zhu Bishi smiled lightly and said: "Originally, some of the fourth son's friends thought they would teach you a lesson and let you say
Sorry, this matter is over. I didn’t expect that you would kill someone despite your identity... Since the young man is so bloody, I have no choice but to use martial arts to solve it."
"Who is the fourth child?"
Lin Beichen asked.
After thinking about it, he seemed to have never had any friction with such a person.
Zhu Bishi smiled and said: "I am one of the four sword slaves under Mr. Wei. Who do you think the fourth is?"
"What?"
Lin Beichen was really surprised.
The strength of this Zhu Bishi is not low, and he is definitely a swordsman master. Such a person is actually one of the four sword slaves under Wei Mingchen?
In this way, the fourth child is also one of the four great sword slaves.
Han Cheng, Tai Yuezi, who were killed before, and even Yu Wanlou and others last night all came to embarrass themselves because they wanted to please the fourth child.
Just a sword slave has such influence.
Even a young prince like Yu Wanlou did not hesitate to try his best to please him.
How terrifying is Wei Mingchen's status?
Ding Sanshi frowned and said: "You are also a great swordsman who has been famous for more than a century, and you are willing to be a sword slave for a junior. Aren't you afraid of becoming a laughing stock?"
Zhu Bishi smiled faintly and said: "A good bird chooses a tree to roost in. It's just a sentence about the seniors and juniors. In the road of martial arts, the master is the teacher. It is my honor to be the master's sword slave. In the future,
The young master drew his sword all the way through the blue clouds, shattering the void like the divine realm, and achieved the position of true god. I follow you around, and you can also pry into the secrets of the divine realm, why not?"
"Can Wei Mingchen achieve such an achievement? Haha."
Chu Hen also just tied his pants and walked out of the latrine.
Hearing such words on the side, Lao Chu, who was helping his relatives but not caring, couldn't help but sneered.
Zhu Bishi's face turned cold: "How can you, a humble mud bird on the street, know the appearance of a swan? How dare you say something without meaning...die!"
Raise your hand and flick your fingers.
call out!
The sword energy breaks through the air.
A burst of purple sword light, like a sudden burst of thunder, broke through the air and struck directly at Chu Hen.
"careful……"
Ding Sanshi's expression changed drastically.
Zhu Bishi was at the Grand Master level, and his strength was unfathomable. With his murderous thoughts, even if he wanted to intercept him, it was already too late.
Chu Hen only felt a force of destruction and death coming towards him.
It's too late to escape.
He punched out subconsciously.
boom!
A huge force came.
Chu Hen's body shook violently and flew backwards...
Zhu Bishi smiled faintly: "How dare you, a miscellaneous fish in a small puddle, to overestimate your capabilities and interrupt in such a conversation? It's really... huh?"
Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly looked surprised.
The next words came to an abrupt end.
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You won’t believe me if I tell you. I got up at around seven o’clock in the morning. I originally wanted to help you with your stomach, but I ended up being so sleepy that I couldn’t open my eyes. I sat in front of the computer until now and have just written these 2,000 words... It seems that tomorrow will happen
I have to get up at half past ten... ╮(??? ????)╭
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