"Why complain about autumn?"

Suddenly, a voice full of hatred was like a bolt from the blue. Why complain that autumn has suddenly changed.

"I'm going to kill you!" Bai Zhanpeng didn't even expect that there would be other people present, but launched a crazy attack on Qiu Ziming, who he complained about directly.

Why whining about autumn is a little inexplicable, but it will not wait to be defeated.

"Bai Zhenpeng, Brother Bai, what do you mean?"

Bai Zhanpeng's face was full of anger, and his eyes were red. He seemed to be complaining about what Qiu Ziming had done to him. However, his heart was so aggrieved that he and Bai Zhanpeng were completely innocent.

"You bastard, I want you to pay for the shameless things you did!"

Although Bai Zhenpeng behaved like a dirty child, he had considerable strength. Although he had been dealt with by a white-faced man, he was confident in why he complained about Qiu Xiaoming.

But Bai Zhenpeng really overestimated himself, or underestimated the intensity of his complaints about Mr. Qiu.

"Speak clearly, otherwise don't blame me!" He resented Qiu Ziming naturally not that kind of good-tempered, not to mention that Guangling was not far from him, and he was not troubled.

Bai Zhenpeng has a huge influence behind it. But compared to Guangling, this is not enough.

Yu Guangling Zi'an couldn't do this directly. After all, it's just a matter of the younger generation. If Bai Zhenpeng's elders complained about him, then Yu Guangling would not be polite.

"Don't blame me for being rude, because you can't speak clearly!" he complained, Qiu enraged by Bai Zhanpeng's frantic attacks, his anger already ignited.

Yu Guangling naturally knew all this, and it was precisely because of this that Yuan Yin was even more reluctant to take action.

Wu Yuanyuan hid in the distance, secretly glanced at his complaining eyes with complicated eyes, and then lowered her head.

"Yuanyuan, grandpa and me!"

"Well, grandpa, that's self-evident. I don't want you to mention him. ”

Except for Wu Yuanyuan and her grandfather, no one heard the conversation.

He complained about Mr. Qiu's misfire, there was a Bai Zhanpeng who could deal with it, there were only two tricks, Bai Zhanpeng was why he complained about Mr. Qiu and fell to the ground in a circle.

Bai Zhanpeng's face was still unbelievable, but I didn't expect to be so vulnerable when I complained about autumn.

Illusion, must be an illusion! Luckily, he must have been lucky!

Bai Zhenpeng felt even more humiliated, especially when so many people around him looked at him, he wanted to humiliate Qiu Xiaoming fiercely, but he didn't realize that he was the first person to be humiliated!

Bai Zhenpeng gritted his teeth, and He Yanqiu's punch didn't pay attention to the Yongteng he brought. He rushed at him again, determined to wash away his shame.

"I've always been tolerant. You don't even know what's good and what's bad. Don't blame me for being too rude!" He complained about Qiu Juan's sad face and decided to teach Bai Zhanpeng a lesson. These disciples knew that they were not easily provoked, and they were also right.

With Yu Guangling as the backbone, he complained that Mr. Qiu naturally didn't have too many estimates, and as for Bai Zhenpeng, the person behind him, he also chose to ignore it.

"Bang!"

The golden palm directly bombarded Bai Zhanpeng's face, smashing directly to the ground from the top of his head. A large hole appeared in front of people.

There is no need to think about it. Everyone knows that Bai Zhenpeng has been taken seriously. Although it will not be abolished, it is impossible to love you for a long time. Why complain about Qiu?

At this time, Bai Zhanpeng's elders could no longer pretend not to see it, but they didn't dare to start complaining about him directly. After all, Yu Guangling had already swept over them with his eyes more than once, which was a warning to Bai Zhanpeng's family, you had better not move.

"Uncle Yu, is your apprentice's hand heavy?" Bai Zhanpeng's grandfather didn't quite know why his grandson complained about the devil, but he couldn't see that his grandson was being so humiliated.

"Why are you being buried like your grandson?" Yu Guangling sneered.

"You!" Bai He clenched his fists, but because he was not Guangling's opponent, he could only force his way back and then let the unconscious Bai Zhanpeng be dug out of the soil.

All the disciples have gathered, let us go now. At the main entrance of the entrance gate is a middle-aged man holding a long steamed bun. He looks older than Guangling, but he is actually 150 years old.

A huge magic weapon suddenly exploded.

"Hmph, it's so casual!" Yu Guangling clapped his hands, his face was a little regretful, and some meaning still lingered.

"Okay, so Di, next time remember to leave or mouth, we still have a lot of things that we don't know, these monsters can tell us what we want to know. The middle-aged leader who took the lead didn't criticize Guangling too much, nor did he pay too much attention to the death of the demonic beast.

As long as they are still in the human world, encountering these magical beasts will not be a problem.

With a wave of his hand, a white flame suddenly appeared, and then all the wreckage of the World of Warcraft burned to the ground, this is the power of this gate.

For the first time, very few of the disciples who come to Daoist are qualified to see how they started with your buddies.

It's also about taking over the gates for the sake of power. After all, here, he doesn't like stay in a small world, he needs absolute authority, just like Guangling. Strength has become the best way to show authority.

When the disciples saw this song in their palms, they were immediately convinced, or afraid.

He complained about Mr. Cho, but he had a strange feeling, not because of the decoration of the door, but because of the white flame.

Baoren said that Qiu couldn't find any clues, so he could only ask his cheap cook.

"Didn't your kid already guess it? That's what you think. Yu Guangling didn't fully explain clearly, but the more he explained, the more shocked he became.

Did you guess it? That's it! It's incredible!

He hated Qiu Xiaoming's appearance of guarding the door and was already a little scared, after all, the person who had mastered the holy fire, he hated Qiu Xiaoming for only seeing this so far.

It seemed to sense He Yanqiu's gaze, then turned around and walked to the door, and suddenly smiled lightly at He Yanqiu, making his scalp tingle a little.

"Nephew, come to this seat, the next monster needs you to lead the way. Li Xiaoyao, the leader at the door, opened his mouth slightly.

He complained that Qiu had followed the light spirit for a year, and when he saw Yu Qiuyu nodding, he flew towards Li Xiaoyao.

After all, Li Xiaoyao has already left this small world, he is not in a hurry to send a few old people out, she needs to understand the surrounding situation in more detail, as for this time, Li Xiaoyao needs to communicate with He Yanqiu and be promoted

Li Xiaoyao didn't know anything about this halfway disciple, but he was a little curious why he was complaining about Qiu's bastards.

In Li Xiaoyao's opinion, although he is talented, this is not enough to attract his attention. This time, if it weren't for the huge changes that have taken place in Shanghai and Shen'azhen, Li Xiaoyao wouldn't even have met him.

"Nephew He, where do you think we should go next?" Li Xiaoyao looked amiable with a faint smile on his face, but he complained that Qiu felt that Li Xiaoyao was like the sea. He couldn't see the depth at all. Its sip on Li Xiaoyao could only outweigh his complaints about autumn.

"To the power of me

After listening to He Lianqiu's answer, Li Xiaoyao did not rush to make a decision.

Although Li Xiaoyao is not very clear about the more detailed understanding of these five regions, he is very clear about some basic facts, and why he complains about Qiu's assassination is also in line with his judgment.

(End of chapter)