Being interrupted from his "princely" behavior, Zhuo Erhang couldn't help but became very angry, jumped up suddenly, and shouted sternly.
Turning around, Zhong Wen immediately saw his whole face.
He has barely decent facial features, pale skin, plump body, and sickly temperament...
The appearance of the man in front of him completely fits the image of a "fat house" in Zhong Wen's mind.
Hearing "Mother-womb SOLO" from such a man, not only was he not surprised, but he felt that it should be like this and that it should be natural.
"Junior brother, who do you belong to?" Seeing Zhong Wen's attire clearly, Zhuo Erhang's expression relaxed slightly, and then he said with a straight face, "Why did you break into Zhuo's room without permission?"
With a ferocious smile on his face, Zhong Wen stepped into the house and locked the door with his backhand.
"Junior brother, what are you doing?" Although Zhuo Erhang has a funny personality, he is not stupid. At this time, he already felt that something was wrong.
"Senior Brother Zhuo, I'm afraid you drank a little too much." Zhong Wen chuckled and squeezed his left fist with his right hand, making the bones crackle, "I'll let my little brother help you wake up at the bar."
"You, what are you talking nonsense!" Zhuo Erhang's expression changed and he couldn't help but take two steps back, "Zhuo never drinks, so why do you need to sober up?"
"No, no, no, senior brother must be drunk." Zhong Wen leaned forward with a smile, his eyes shining brightly, "otherwise, why did he start talking nonsense in broad daylight?"
Knowing that the material of the wall can shield his spiritual consciousness, Zhong Wen closed the door and finally let go of his spiritual consciousness with confidence and boldness. He realized that the fat man in front of him was only at the peak of Tianlun cultivation. Although it was far beyond expectations, he did not pose a threat at all.
Finally, I no longer have any worries about my actions.
"You, don't come here!" Zhuo Erhang became more and more panicked and couldn't help but scream, "Otherwise I'm going to call someone!"
"You scream, the sound insulation effect of this room is so good, even if your throat is broken by screaming, no one will come to save you!"
After finishing a sentence, Zhong Wen suddenly felt that there seemed to be something wrong with his lines, but he didn't care much and just punched forward.
"ah!!!"
As a result, a sound like a slaughtering pig soon came from the room.
"Let you SOLO from your mother's womb!"
"Make you the chosen one!"
"Let you assign a wife!"
"Let you sleep beauty!"
"Ah da! Ah da!"
Every time Zhong Wen curses, he has to throw dozens of punches. His hand speed is so fast that he has the posture of Tianma Meteor Fist.
Although he didn't really use much spiritual power, the powerful body transformed by Earth Dragon's hard work alone was enough for the fat man in front of him to drink a pot.
"Junior brother, please don't fight me again. Junior brother, why don't you think I was wrong?"
Zhuo Erhang hugged his head with his thick arms, lying on the ground rolling back and forth, crying for his father and mother, with tears and runny nose mixed together. He looked really miserable.
"What's wrong?" Zhong Wen asked, but his fists didn't stop.
I don't even know you, how do I know what's wrong?
Zhuo Erhang just didn't want to be beaten, so he begged for mercy casually, but he didn't expect that Zhong Wen would actually ask for the truth. He couldn't help but froze on the spot, not knowing how to answer, so he received another punch.
"I, I shouldn't accuse junior brother of breaking into the room without permission!" Zhuo Erhang's voice was extremely stern, "Junior brother, you have come to visit me. It's such a great honor for Zhuo to come to you!"
"Think again!" Zhong Wen didn't buy it and continued to beat him wildly.
"I, I..." Perhaps because he was beaten to his wits, Zhuo Erhang suddenly had a flash of inspiration and shouted loudly, "I was wrong, I shouldn't have coveted my junior brother's woman! Such a fairy-like figure, and my junior brother are the real
The talented man and beautiful woman are a perfect match!"
My woman?
I beat this fat pig because deep down in my heart, I regard Miss Shangguan as my woman?
Zhong Wen was stunned when he heard this and suddenly fell into deep contemplation.
He and Shangguan Junyi are in love and fly together. It is said that they are already Shangguan Mingyue's elders. From the perspective of secular ethics, there must be no love between a man and a woman.
But to say that the relationship between the two is just ordinary friends, he vaguely felt that this positioning was not accurate.
The scene of being bitten on the lip in Princess Izumo's house came to mind again. His fist was raised in the air, but it didn't come down for a long time.
"Um...Zhong Wen?"
A charming and melodious voice sounded next to the ear, with a bit of confusion and a bit of laziness, which made people feel itchy in their hearts.
"Xiao Yueyue, are you awake?"
Zhong Wen's face was filled with joy, and he quickly turned around to look, only to see that the beauty in red on the bed had already sat up, her beautiful eyes were blurred, her body was delicate, her sleepy expression was indescribably cute, and she exuded a breathtaking atmosphere.
Charm.
"W-where are we?" Shangguan Mingyue rubbed her eyes, looked around for a while, and found that the environment she was in was extremely unfamiliar, so she couldn't help but ask.
"Duobao Pavilion."
Zhong Wen kicked Zhuo Erhang casually and rolled Zhuo Erhang's fat body out, hitting the wall with a bang. Then he came to the bedside, reached out and touched Shangguan Mingyue's forehead, "How do you feel?
Sample?"
"It's okay." Shangguan Mingyue felt a hot breath coming from his palm. She couldn't help but blush, and tilted her head back slightly, "I'm just a little dizzy. What is Duobao Pavilion?"
"A weapon-refining sect." Zhong Wenyan replied concisely, then suddenly turned to look at the door and asked with a smile, "Senior Brother Zhuo, where are you going?"
I saw Zhuo Erhang tiptoeing towards the door panel, his fat body making a sneaking gesture. He looked indescribably awkward, and his concealment effect was almost negative.
"Teacher, junior brother..." Zhuo Erhang failed to escape, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and said with a dry smile, "Zhuo saw that the wise couple were talking to each other, and it was inconvenient to listen, so he thought of going out for a walk to give you some private space.
"
From the conversation between Zhong Wen and Shangguan Mingyue just now, he had already heard that these two people were not disciples of Duobao Pavilion. They were suspected to be spies from other sects. He was about to run out quietly to report to the elders, but unexpectedly Zhong Wen saw six people.
Hearing everything, he was caught right away. When he thought about the possibility of being killed and silenced, his face turned blue, his limbs trembled, and he felt that a strong urge to urinate was being invaded between his legs.
"You fat man, what are you talking about?" When Shangguan Mingyue heard the words "virtuous couple", her pretty face turned red and she scolded in a sweet voice, "Who is married to him?"
Could it be that they are young lovers who are not yet married?
"Yes, yes, Zhuo is talking nonsense." The sweat on Zhuo Erhang's forehead became more and more dense, his eyes rolled, he nodded and bowed, and said in a low voice, "My dear, forgive me, my dear!"
"Senior Brother Zhuo." Zhong Wen quickly stepped forward, hooked Zhuo Erhang's thick neck, and pretended to be affectionate, "You must have heard that we are not disciples of Duobao Pavilion, but we just admire the strength of your sect.
, I have traveled thousands of miles to come here to study, and I hope that my senior brother will not hesitate to answer my questions."
"It should, it should. It's really admirable that junior brother is so eager to learn!" At this time, Zhuo Erhang just wanted to survive, and he didn't care about the loyalty of the sect. He was nodding like garlic, "What's the problem, Zhuo Erhang?"
You should say everything you know and say it to the end!"
"I wonder how many disciples we have in Duobao Pavilion, and how many saints are there among them?" Zhong Wen tightened his right arm, "Where is the saint now?"
You don't even know this kind of information that everyone in the cultivation world knows, how dare you come here to act as a spy?
Zhuo Erhang didn't expect that Zhong Wen would ask such a low-level question. He couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart, but he replied solemnly: "Including the pavilion master, there are three saints in our sect and eight hundred sect members. Because of that incident,
The three saints have all gone away."
Three saints!
Is it really Duobao Pavilion, the number one weapon refining sect in ancient times?
Could it be that I received that slap from Beidou and was hit through time again?
More and more clues are linking the sect in front of him with the legendary ancient sect, and Zhong Wen can't help but feel frightened and his imagination is racing.
"That thing?" Shangguan Mingyue's face also showed a look of shock, "What kind of thing can alarm three saints?"
Which ravine did this man and woman come out of?
How come you don’t even know about such a major event that shocked the entire cultivation world?
Just as Zhong Wen and Shangguan Mingyue were surprised by Duobao Pavilion's powerful strength, Zhuo Erhang also deeply lamented their ignorance.
"Don't you know, girl?"
Of course he did not dare to show his disdain, but replied respectfully, "That demon Lin Bei intends to mobilize the power of heaven and earth to destroy the entire cultivation world. In order to stop Mr. Lin, all sects now have to reach the level of a saint in cultivation."
Most of the masters in the realm are dispatched."
"What, destroy the world?"
Zhong Wen seemed to be listening to the plot of a fairy novel, showing a very painful expression.