"Not enough. ”

Chen Yang shook his head very seriously.

He looked at Zhimeng: "You did this, right?"

"Take Dao Yuan to deal with me, you think I won't do anything to you?"

Chen Yang said as he approached him.

Zhimeng inhaled softly and said, "It has nothing to do with me. ”

"Nothing to do with you? I'm sorry, you don't count, I think it has something to do with you, it has something to do with it. ”

"If it had nothing to do with you, wouldn't I have made a trip for nothing today?"

Chen Yang smiled slightly, he was basically saying to him, whether it has anything to do with you or not, I will teach you a lesson today.

"I don't know about it. ”

"It was my apprentice who did it, and it is only right that you came to him. ”

"But!"

"He is my disciple, even if he wants to teach him, he should be taught by me, a master. How old are you, Chen Xuanyang, and who are you qualified to act on my behalf?"

Zhimeng shouted in a low voice: "You still want to do something to me?" Come, I'll just stand here, let you do it, today you Chen Xuanyang is a man, just beat me to death." I know that dreams are death, so I have to keep these eyes open and ask God, is there no justice in this world?"

He opened his hands and stared at Chen Yang, with a look of you doing it casually, I will let you fight.

He dared to guarantee that Chen Yang would never dare to make a move.

He knows the human heart too well.

The more this is the case, the more the other party does not dare to do it.

Chen Yang's footsteps paused slightly, and said, "You are really good at speaking with this mouth, but unfortunately, I don't eat your set." ”

"You will die today, believe me, you will die. ”

After saying this, Chen Yang suddenly followed closely in two steps, quickly shortened the distance between the two, and whipped the dust in his hand to his abdomen.

The wind brought out by the dust swing made Zhimeng feel shocked.

Why doesn't this guy play according to the routine?

Does he really want to do it?

If he is struck by this whisk, he probably won't be much better than Dao Yuan.

If you don't die when the time comes, you'll also be half-crippled.

Moreover, he really heard the murderous aura from Chen Yang's tone just now.

He really wants to kill himself today?

He has always felt that the things he has done are not excessive at all, and they are far from the point of letting Chen Yang kill him ruthlessly.

But he really wanted to kill himself.

Are young people nowadays so unbearable?

Why haven't the real people come yet?

Zhimeng was uneasy in his heart, and took a quick glance at the door, and found that the door of the Taoist temple was closed without knowing when.

The dust was about to be whipped on his body, and Zhimeng's feet moved, and he took a step back to avoid the dust.

Chen Yang took a moment's time.

He didn't keep moving.

Instead, he stood there and looked at him with a sarcastic smile.

"Isn't it that you don't hide and let me fight?"

"Aren't you not afraid of death, and you have to look at God with your eyes open when you die?"

"So, what are you hiding?"

Chen Yang's series of questions, Rao Yimeng's old cheek was thick-skinned, and he also felt blushing at the moment.

"However, if you are hiding, I will beat you too. Hide or not, I'm going to teach you a lesson today. ”

"Chen Xuanyang ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Yang moved again.

With his feet stepping on Bugang, the dust in his hand waved again and again, the power was so great that Zhimeng could hear the soft dust when it was pulled out, and the air trembled lightly.

Zhimeng wanted to hide, but he was shocked to find that he couldn't keep up with Chen Yang's speed.

"Smack!"

The dust whipped on his face, and it hurt hotly.

When I reached out and touched it, half of my face was torn, and my hands were full of blood.

The soft dust silk cut the skin of his face, and Zhimeng clearly felt that the flesh on his face was almost unbearable stinging pain from being cut.

"Smack!"

Immediately after, the left side of the face was also pumped.

Chen Yang walked leisurely, knowing that he couldn't dodge in a hurry.

The legs and feet are messed up, and no matter how hard you try to block them with your hands, you can't stop them.

But after a few back and forth, he was dressed in a high-end fabric uniform, which had been torn into strips and hung on his body, embarrassed.

Peng Sheng and the others frowned, but no one spoke.

This is not the matter of Purple Mountain Wong Tai Sin, Chen Yang is famous, and it is another name.

What's more, the mistake lies in knowing dreams.

As Chen Yang said, it didn't happen to them, of course they could stand and say cool things.

"Bang!"

Chen Yang kicked him over, and the dust poked out like a dragon, wrapping around his neck.

Zhimeng's whole person was lying on the ground, and his neck was rolled up by the dust.

Chen Yang held the dust, his head lifted from the ground with the dust, and the whole person remained in an arc.

He grabbed the dust with both hands, trying to tear it away, but the more he pulled, the tighter the dust rolled up.

The feeling of suffocation made his vision gradually blur, and the heavens and the earth began to spin and turn upside down.

The strength on his body became weaker and weaker, and his blood-stained cheeks became even more red.

"Squeak. ”

The door of the Taoist temple was suddenly pushed open.

Two Taoist priests, one old and one young, walked in.

The young Taoist priest still had a smile on his face, and when he saw Zhimeng, who was dragged to the ground like a dead dog, the young Taoist priest's smile disappeared and was replaced by a distorted face.

"Chen Xuanyang, you let go of my master!"

Dao Yang roared loudly and rushed over quickly.

He rushed back and invited Nanya Zhenren to come back.

The master said, don't worry, it's okay to be late.

However, as soon as he entered the door, he saw Chen Xuanyang beating his master.

How did things turn out like this?

Why did the more than 30 Taoist priests who were invited all stand aside and watch the excitement and didn't speak?

Is there still humanity?

"Bang!"

Dao Yang rushed up extremely fast, and flew out extremely fast.

Chen Yang retracted his kicking foot, and the inertial force of Dao Yang's kick also dissipated, and he smashed to the ground and rolled in half a circle.

"Chen Xuanyang, you let go of my master, let go of him!"

Daoyang sat on the ground and shouted.

Chen Yang ignored him and looked at Nanya Zhenren who was slowly walking from the door.

"Can you give Poor Dao a face?"

Nanya real person asked.

He didn't ask what the conflict was between the two.

No need to ask.

Since he decided to come over today, no matter what contradictions there are between the two, he has to intervene.

Chen Yang asked rhetorically: "Nanya Zhenren, do you know why I came here?"

Nanya Zhenren: "I don't know the contradiction between you and him. I'm just asking you, can you give Poor Dao a face?"

Chen Yang suddenly smiled: "In other words, no matter what grievances I have with him, the real person doesn't ask?"

"Yes. ”

Nanya Zhenren nodded: "I can promise you that nothing like this will happen again in the future." After today, they left Zhongzhou and definitely never came back. ”

"What guarantees do you have?"

Chen Yang said: "Last time, the real person said the same thing. If you count the time, it's only a week. ”

Nanya Zhenren frowned: "The face of the poor road, it's not easy to make?"

Chen Yang shook his head: "It's really not good." ”

"Also. Chen Yang's tone paused, and then his voice raised little by little: "I advise real people not to meddle in things, this matter, whoever gets involved, will cause a commotion." Really, it shouldn't be bothered, leave it alone. ”

Nanya Zhenren looked at him fixedly: "You threaten me?"