At this time, all the disciples of Mulong Peak looked at their senior sister's pretty eyes and looked at Zhang Feng with affection, and they were all a little stunned.

What the hell is going on......

Zhang Feng was also a little confused.

He was still a little unconvinced.

How could such a good thing be encountered by oneself. Is it really like what Master said, handsome and have meat to eat?

But I didn't turn on the special effects myself......

Seeing that Zhang Feng seemed to be a little unconvinced, Mu Qiao'er blinked, dispersed the branches and roots of the grass and trees that bound Zhang Feng, and the cage made of more than a dozen thick trees was instantly untied and turned back into its original state.

Zhang Feng breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed his wrist with a strange face.

Mu Qiao'er covered her mouth and smiled: "Since I am your person now, then I, Mu Longfeng, will naturally listen to your orders!"

"Senior sister, I can't help it!"

"Senior sister, this is just an ordinary bald head!"

"How can this bald head command my Wood Dragon Peak!"

The disciples of Mulong Peak were unconvinced, and they wailed one after another.

It's not that the strength and literary talent of this bald head are not good, after all, this bald head has just exploded the hammer, and he has given poems and geese, and has proven his literary and martial arts.

It's just that the bald head doesn't match.

Mu Qiao'er, as the chief disciple, will of course be the head of Mu Longfeng in the future. And Mu Qiao'er's husband, that is, Mu Longfeng's son-in-law, will become the existence of the head lady in the future.

Not to mention the country and the city, but at least it must be dignified and generous.

A bald head, what kind of body it becomes.

What's more, this is still a mediocre bald head in the Qi refining period.

Listening to the opposition of the junior brothers and sisters, Mu Qiao'er's face instantly became gloomy, and she glanced at the junior brothers behind her, and the aura of the middle stage of the knot pill burst out.

The grass and trees within a radius of 100 meters also grow distorted.

Powerful.

"As the chief disciple of Mulong Peak, if the master is not here, I can temporarily take over the power. Isn't what I'm saying bad?" Mu Qiao'er's voice was calm, and there was no shame at all.

The disciples of Mulong Peak lowered their heads, gritted their teeth with a tangled face, and said, "Obey the orders of the senior sister!

Zhang Feng: "???"

Chief, ma'am?

Zhang Feng touched his bald head with a strange face.

Mu Qiao'er turned her head and looked at Zhang Feng with a slightly red face again.

Others didn't know the details of this bald head, and they just thought it was an ordinary Qi cultivator.

But Mu Qiao'er is a clear guide, this bald head is actually Zhang Feng who came that day wearing thunder and stepping on the phoenix.

That's so good, how handsome!

Such a character turned out to be his own destined person, not only did he not lose, but he also made a lot of money!

"Now that you are my husband, I will listen to you. Mu Qiao'er walked up to Zhang Feng and lowered her head with a red face and smiled lightly, "Of course, as disciples of Mulong Peak, they also have to listen to you." ”

Zhang Feng frowned slightly: "Really?"

"Hmm. Mu Qiao'er nodded.

At this moment, looking at those Wood Dragon Peak disciples, Zhang Feng showed a cruel and evil smile.

Just now, these disciples seem to have called themselves bald.

This is the reverse scale that Zhang Feng himself minds the most.

Calling people bald, like killing parents.

The last Wan Qian who dared to call Zhang Fengtou is gone.

"Good. Zhang Feng touched his bald head, looked at those disciples with a sad smile and pointed around, "You, you, you, and you, all the male disciples present, you all called me bald just now." ”

"Now I command you to shave off your hair and go bald with me. ”

As soon as Zhang Feng's words came out, the faces of the male disciples of Mulong Peak suddenly turned ugly.

This order is too cruel!

It's worse than letting them kill themselves!

Murder and heartbreaking!

"Senior sister...... several disciples looked at Mu Qiao'er with begging faces.

Mu Qiao'er's face was cold: "Husband's words are my words, what's the matter, Senior Sister's words don't work, right?

Mu Qiao'er has rebelled.

The disciples hesitated for a moment with complicated faces.

In the end, his face was full of determination.

Shamefully lifted the sword and shaved off three thousand threads of trouble.

Only one disciple with a lot of backbone stood up with a cold face: "Senior sister, it's not that the disciple doesn't respect you, it's really too much to ask!"

"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated, I am a dignified monk, I can die, but how can I be bald?"

"Senior sister, the disciple would rather die than ......"

"Whew!"

Before he could finish speaking, a small green figure flashed past him.

The speed is extremely fast, like the wind sweeping.

There was a faint flash of flying sword light.

The disciple didn't react at all, Mu Qiao'er had already passed by him, and the flying sword hung behind him.

Only then did the disciple feel that his scalp was a little cold.

Instinctively turned his head, only to see Mu Qiao'er looking at him coldly, and the flying sword behind him was also coldly pointed at him.

The disciple was silent for a long time, and said with a bright smile: "Harm, senior sister, you said it earlier, you see this matter is making trouble." Isn't it just a shave of your hair, look at your urgency, I was talking about playing before......"

As he spoke, the disciple's hair began to fall.

The kung fu of two sentences has turned into a dazzling and eye-catching big bald head.

Smooth as a braised egg.

But it was just a moment before Mu Qiao'er pinched the sword trick in his hand and cut off all his hair with a flying sword.

The air was silent for a moment.

Zhang Feng was also stunned.

Looking at the disciple's bald head, Zhang Feng admired it in his heart.

"What a delicate swordsmanship!"

"What a delicate shaving technique!"

"It's fast and smooth, if you open a store, it will never be less than ten taels of silver at a time!"

"It's so smooth that you can't tell that it's a shaved bald head at all, it's exactly like baldness caused by natural hair loss!"

"Terrifying!"

Looking at Mu Qiao'er again, Zhang Feng's eyes were a little more kind.

This is the companion that God has given him!

As long as she is by her side, who else dares to say that she is bald?

It is rumored in the cultivation world that the wooden dragon technique is a soldier.

Now it seems that the wooden dragon swordsmanship does not leave an inch.

There is a saying in the cultivation world, called flying swords for thousands of miles, taking people's heads.

But now, as soon as the flying sword comes out, the hair is gone!

Have you ever seen such a sword technique?

This is probably the most terrifying swordsmanship in the world.

Enough to strike fear into the hearts of any enemy!

Zhang Feng felt that he had to learn this kind of swordsmanship, and whoever laughed at his bald head in the future would kill him in minutes. No, it's too forgiving to kill directly, it's to make a bald girl!

At that time, look at who else in this cultivation realm would dare to laugh at the bald head!

At this time, Zhang Feng's psychology gradually distorted.

Under the influence of his bald head, he became more and more evil, cruel, and insane.

The other disciples of Mulong Peak looked at the bald disciple at that moment, sighed with a desperate face, and began to shave their heads one after another.

For a while, all male disciples were bald!

When everyone has hair, they are all handsome and dissipate, although they are not reincarnated as immortals like Zhang Feng turning on the special effects, but as cultivators, they are all handsome men and handsome guys, and pulling them to the mortal world is enough to cause the girl to scream.

And now, after these handsome Xiuzhen guys with lofty spirits shaved their heads, they suddenly became mediocre.

No matter how handsome the face is, under this wonderful hairstyle, it begins to become unremarkable.

There is even some confusion about who is who.

The original fairy temperament has also become like those bald bullies and hooligans in the mortal world.

It's really this blonde hairstyle, it's too domineering!

But Zhang Feng is still the most mediocre one.

The disciples stood there with sad faces, their bald heads like boiled eggs dazzling in the sun.

Zhang Feng suddenly had a feeling when he saw this scene.

"The monks of Shaolin Temple have a meeting. ”

Or, "The bald brother of the mortal world held a meeting of the rivers and lakes." ”

The original immortal cultivation sect's painting style has changed abruptly......

Zhang Feng suddenly found that he seemed to be the destroyer of the sect's painting style...... At that time, the Purple Spirit Sect was full of immortal spirits, and now the disciples have changed careers to farming, and their hard-working hands are wielding hoes, and they are sweating under the scorching sun.

Now this is better, I can't figure it out, I still think that Mu Longfeng directly defected to the Buddhism Sect to shave his ordination, or the disciples collectively went to mix with society......

The atmosphere is extremely eccentric.

The air seemed silent.

The disciples of Mulong Peak touched their smooth heads, and a gust of wind blew from head to toe, and they were silent.

Mu Qiao'er nodded with satisfaction, showed a kind smile, and turned around and walked to Zhang Feng's side.

"Husband, I didn't expect that the basic swordsmanship that my Mulong Peak uses to trim flowers and plants is particularly suitable for shaving people's heads!" Mu Qiao'er said with some surprise.

But then, Mu Qiao'er looked at Zhang Feng's bald head and sighed.

"Husband, I know that you hate being told that you are bald, and you don't want to bear the discriminatory eyes of the world. Mu Qiao'er's eyes were slightly red and comforted, "Don't worry, I will never discriminate against you, I can understand your feelings." ”

"After all, if life doesn't force you, who wants to be bald?"

Mu Qiao'er gently stroked Zhang Feng's bald head.

I couldn't help but secretly praise, it felt so good.

Zhang Feng: "......"

What's going on with this inexplicable touch.

After Mu Qiao'er comforted her, she suddenly gritted her teeth.

There seemed to be a roaring flame burning in his eyes.

Mu Qiao'er said seriously word by word: "Husband, don't worry, even if Qiao'er goes up the sword mountain and goes down to the sea of fire in the future, she will help you ask for the elixir of hair growth." ”

"If you can't ask for it. ”

Mu Qiao'er slowly held the flying sword, looked solemn, and said in a serious tone: "I will shave the hair of everyone in the world." ”

"I'd rather shave the world. ”

"Hugh makes the world laugh at you. ”

Mu Qiao'er's face was full of determination.

Zhang Feng's face changed instantly, and his face was shocked and frightened.

At this moment, Mu Qiao'er, what is the feeling of being like a demon?

This kind of ruthlessness, this terrifying ideal, I'm afraid it's more terrible than the fire and exquisite!

I'm afraid I'm going to enter the devil's path!

Zhang Feng felt that with Mu Qiaoer's growth trend, he was afraid that if he left the state in ten years, there would be one more terrifying devil in the world.

Bald scoops all over the place, rivers of hair.

But at the same time, Zhang Feng was very moved.

Could it be that this is the legendary love of "for you, I am willing to be the enemy of the world"?

At this moment, looking at Mu Qiao'er with a resolute face, Zhang Feng's heart moved.

He was really moved.