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Chapter 1278 a middle finger

Blood Ancestor sent messages several times to encourage Xiao Ou to make some big news, but unfortunately they all failed.

Although Xiao Ou is becoming more and more unruly these days, the last trace of his remaining reason tells him that no matter how unbridled he is, he cannot be so unbridled as Gu Xuan.

The strong desire to survive also told him that taking the initiative to make big news has always been Gu Xuan's patent, so he had better not commit suicide.

Otherwise, God knows whether Gu Xuan will be angry and think of other ways to torment him.

You can't confine him or beat him. For Gu Xuan, who is good at criticizing people and playing word games, haha, does it have any restraint effect?

Xiao Ou was very wise and did not go to the edge of death.

The Blood Ancestor was very disappointed. There was no fight, no fun to watch, and there were not as many privileges as Xiao Ou to commit suicide. He felt that the life of the bat had lost its color.

In front of Lu Yishou, and it was difficult to practice with blood slaves, the bat life was simply bleak.

Rumble.

At this moment, the sound of rolling thunder suddenly sounded from behind.

Everyone on the flying boat followed the sound and looked back.

I saw a warship with a height of one hundred feet, flying from the sky. In the blink of an eye, it appeared within ten miles behind the flying ship.

Xiao Ou curled her lips.

"I'll go, do you want to make such a big noise?"

I've seen a lot of warships these days, but this is the first time I've seen a warship like this one that flies like thunder and roars.

A team of warriors riding flying ferocious beasts were originally flying in front of the warship. When they saw the menacing warship, they immediately moved away.

As soon as the team got out of the way, the warship flew past their original flight path without slowing down at all and showing no intention of avoiding it.

Obviously, if this team riding the flying ferocious beast had not escaped in time, they would have been knocked upside down by now.

Boom!

The roar continued, and the warship continued to fly towards the flying boat without slowing down.

The blood ancestor's eyes lit up.

"I'm going, someone is causing trouble!"

Xiao Ou grinned. Are the boring days finally coming to an end?

The poor and fearful saint frowned.

"Is this the warship of the Ouyang family? It's better to avoid it."

Gu Xuan nodded. The warship clearly carried the Ouyang family flag.

The Ouyang family is considered to be on good terms with him, and he is not willing to have a conflict.

"Dragon-Eating Vine, fly up and to the left to avoid it."

Gu Xuan patted Fei Zhou.

The bow of the spaceship tilted up and flew quickly to the upper left.

In the blink of an eye, the flying boat had deviated from its original flight path by a full three miles.

Blood Ancestor and Xiao Ou looked at each other with disappointment in their eyes.

I don't understand how Gu Xuan, who usually fights against the sky and the earth, would take the initiative to avoid the rampaging warship. In the past, when encountering such things, with Gu Xuan's character, he would just block it first.

“It’s no longer exciting anymore.”

Xiao Ou felt disappointed and turned her eyes to stare at the beard of the poor and fearful saint.

However, before he reached out to pull it out, the warship three miles away actually turned its bow and flew towards the direction of the flying boat.

“There’s a sequel!”

Xiao Ou was excited again.

The poor and fearful saint's beard trembled, and finally managed to save another beard.

But why don't I show any signs of happiness?

Not only was he unhappy, but he felt that a big trouble was coming.

On the flying boat, Gu Xuan turned his head slightly and glanced at the warship that was chasing him.

The sound of thunder made the whole sky seem to tremble.

Seeing Gu Xuan frowning, the poor and fearful saint advised:

"I'm afraid the people on that warship don't know that you are Gu Xuan.

Otherwise, given your relationship with the Ouyang family, how could they come to provoke you?"

Gu Xuan's face was expressionless.

"Dragon-Eating Vine, fly down and avoid it."

The bow of the airship dwarfed and flew downwards.

The warship of the Ouyang family quickly flew to the top of the flying boat. With its speed, it could far surpass the flying boat in a moment.

The poor and fearful saint breathed a sigh of relief.

The man who piloted the warship from the Ouyang family was so deliberately provocative just now that he was able to get Gu Xuan to step out of the way twice. He was really lucky.

Hopefully, there won't be any more unnecessary complications.

Blood Ancestor and Xiao Ou were disappointed again.

"Huhu, it's so scary."

Lu Yishou breathed heavily, patted his chest, and burst into tears, looking like he was surviving the disaster.

Darling, that is the warship of the Ouyang family. If there is a conflict, I am afraid that I will be expelled from the family.

Even if he is not expelled from the family and offends the Ouyang family, it is very possible for him to face the wall for thousands of years.

Fortunately, it's okay.

However, what no one expected was that the warship slowed down after it flew above the airship.

Not only that, the sound like thunder suddenly more than doubled in intensity.

Gu Xuan remained expressionless.

The corners of the poor saint's lips trembled as he looked at the warship above his head. Only the bottom of the ship could be seen.

"This is too much."

Obviously, this warship is clearly provoking.

This makes the poor and fearful saint very puzzled. Do you think that a warship as big as yours can provoke this small spaceship inexplicably?

Be sick!

Gu Xuan remained calm and gave a few more orders to the Dragon-Eating Vine.

Either speed up, turn left, or stop flying. I tried several times in succession.

However, it had no effect, and there was still a large shadow above my head.

The warship of the Ouyang family seemed to have identified Gu Xuan's flying boat, and it was about to fly above its head.

Gu Xuan's face had become a bit gloomy.

The clay figurine still has three points of fire. No matter who is driving the warship in this Ouyang family, it is too much!

The poor and fearful saint has already clenched his fists. When he went to the Zhongyuan Domain this time, he was the last person who wanted to cause trouble, but someone just wanted to hit the gun. Did he take the wrong medicine?

The poor and fearful saint glanced at Gu Xuan slightly. Could it be that he had really mistakenly blamed this little fox? He didn't like to cause trouble, but things just liked to mess with him?

This kind of trouble-making physique is the only one in Fentian Continent!

"I'm afraid of being old, so I've changed my direction nine times.

Even if things were no more than three, now they are already three.

Tell me, what should I do?"

Gu Xuan said coldly.

The poor and fearful saint gave Gu Xuan a blank look.

"What else can I do? This saint can't stand it anymore, just fight him!

No, don't worry, I'll go and see who is driving the warship from the Ouyang family first."

After saying that, the poor and fearful saint still adhered to the principle that doing more is worse than doing less. He took one step and turned into an escaping light and flew upwards.

"May I ask which fellow Taoist from the Ouyang family is piloting a warship? Why does it keep flying above the old man's head?

If I have offended you in any way, please say so clearly!"

The Saint of Poor Fear flew to the front of the Ouyang Family warship and his tone was very polite.

After all, the Ouyang Family is as famous as the Zhongyuan Domain in the shadow of the famous tree. It is better to calm down the troubles.

There were hundreds of people standing on the deck of the Ouyang Family warship.

The leader was a man who looked like a young master, with a folding fan spinning between his fingers.

He looked at the poor and fearful saint, smiled disdainfully, and stretched out his left fist.

The poor and fearful saint was stunned for a moment, not understanding what this gesture was.

He was about to ask a question when he saw the young man's middle finger raised.

The poor are afraid of saints: "..."


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