Facing the ridicule of the disciples of Fuhu Hall, he saw Le Wei jump on the backbone of the flying eagle and hold hands with the man in the purple and blue robe.

In Zimo's eyes, blood burst out.

Beisansan was in pain, and he jumped like thunder.

Du Ruofei and Tang Liang held the hilt of their swords, and they seemed to be going crazy at any time.

The small porridge squatted on the ground and counted a nest of ants.

It's a little silence. The eyes are like a pool of ancient wells, and there seems to be something inexplicable fermenting in the dark.

Although Ji Zimo has never been willing to see herself, this does not hinder her nature of protecting her shortcomings.

She admired his Kenshin.

What's more, she is the only elder in the Feilong Temple, and she is a disciple of her own family, only she can bully her, right?

With a flick of his fingers, several medicinal pills wrapped in spiritual energy fell into the grass, because they were pressed by the sealing spirit formula, and no medicinal fragrance overflowed.

I really know that now is not the time to play.

Ji Zimo's eyes were like that, his face was sallow, and his mouth was like a catfish.

Betrayed by his childhood sweetheart, and the double blow of the expulsion of the sect, it is difficult for anyone with blood to suppress the anger in their hearts.

Bei Sansan stared at his senior brother's face, Du Ruofei and Tang Liang also breathed steadily, and decided to echo the call of Zhu Zimo.

This is a six-year battle to the death, the tacit understanding and friendship cultivated between the disciples of the Flying Dragon Temple, don't look at the usual times when they pinch each other's faces, when it comes to the moment of glory, as long as the blame Zimo gives an order, no one will care about giving up their lives!

"Hehe......"

After struggling for a long time, the angry flames in Ji Zimo's eyes and the divine sword light that almost jumped out of his forehead were finally hidden.

He smiled hoarsely and humbly.

"Then the countryside scattered to cultivate Zimo, bring friends to the door, and buy some materials with fiat currency, I don't know what the honorable Fuhu Hall Master thinks?"

He was completely disheartened by the entire Fuhu Hall, this was no longer a place where Wu Wen Shibo was on the ground, and the disciples of the two sects could play and joke with each other.

Blame Zimo wants to leave, and he never wants to see Le Wei and other men talk to me again, but he is a man who does what he says.

No matter how humiliated he is, he will not forget his original intention of coming to Fuhu Hall.

I promised to buy materials with a small amount, and that was a promise.

Hearing Ji Zimo's sudden words, Zhen Xiaoxiao's face couldn't help but show a surprised expression, and then his eyes suddenly brightened!

He is worthy of being a man with a strong sword heart.

This kind of resilience is really admirable!

Don't worry, this tone, your uncle is really up to you!

Zhen Xiao happily shook her long skirt, and there were some medicinal pills wrapped in the Sealing Spirit Formula, which rolled down into the grass silently.

"Not for sale!"

didn't bother to ask what Ji Zimo and his "friends" wanted to buy, and the new hall master Wu Wu ruthlessly refused.

Being able to slap the face and talk about the face of Yanghui's disciple like this, Wu Wu was very happy.

Although his eldest brother Wu Wen had a good relationship with the Flying Dragon View Lord Tan Yanghui, he was disgusted with the arrogant old man, thinking back then, he had the opportunity to force a greedy salamander to open his head, but he was temporarily snatched away by Tan Yanghui and given to the Flying Dragon Guan Zuo Protector to use.

He has been a Kaiguang powerhouse for so many years, and it was not until three years ago that he defeated Red Spot, and it took another three years to complete the soul beast fusion with difficulty.

Now Fuhutang is its own world.

The Flying Dragon Temple is ruined.

I heard that Tan Yanghui had disappeared before the beast rebellion.

Then at the moment, these annoying Flying Dragon disciples are like lowly ants, and they are no longer worthy of stepping into the realm of his Fuhu Hall!