"Get out of the way, a few lowly ants dare to stand in the way of the little prince, are you impatient?"

An old man with a big belly scolded, and with a slap, several of Mo Ying's subordinates flew out far away and fell to the ground, one side of his face was already swollen high, and blood flowed from his mouth.

Behind the pot-bellied old man, a young man dressed in a gorgeous costume with a gloomy face walked in.

"Little Lord spares his life, the villain is indeed not lying, Miss Mo Ying is in retreat and cultivating, and she also told us not to disturb us no matter what. ”

A maid in her twenties knelt on the ground and said tremblingly.

"Can't you bother? Mo Ying, who does she think she is? The little prince came to see her in person, it is a blessing that she has cultivated in several lifetimes, what is important to the little prince? Don't report it quickly, otherwise, I will kill you." ”

The pot-bellied old man drank coldly, and looked at the maid with a hideous face.

"Little Wangye, Miss, she really..."

The maid was still waiting to be talked about, and the pot-bellied old man was already impatient, and shouted: "It's really looking for death!"

Touch!

The pot-bellied old man slapped out a palm, a slap condensed by true qi, and slapped the other side of the maid's face, the maid screamed, flew out far away, and after falling to the ground, he was already unconscious.

When the other subordinates saw this, they trembled with fright.

"Hurry up and call your young lady out, or she will be a role model. ”

The pot-bellied old man pointed at the maid and said coldly.

Squeak!

At this time, Mo Ying's door opened, and Lu Ming and Mo Ying walked out of the room one after another.

When the little prince saw that Lu Ming actually walked out of Mo Ying's boudoir with Mo Ying, he was stunned for a moment, and then, a fairly handsome face was completely distorted, and he pointed at Lu Ming and screamed: "Little bastard, little bastard, you actually dare to enter Mo Ying's room, what are you two doing inside? Damn, damn it!"

"And you, little slut, this prince came to see you, and you didn't say anything about letting me go of the pigeons, but you actually closed the door to me for seven days in a row, what is the reason for me? It turns out that I am going to slaughter you with this little bastard. ”

"Hey, who are you, barking like a mad dog, taking the wrong medicine, and the two of us, the man is unmarried, the woman is unmarried, hiding in the room to do something that needs to be done, it's your bird business. ”

Lu Ming squinted at the little prince and said lightly.

"You... You..."

The little prince almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Lu Ming actually dared to talk to him like this, could he eat Jiao gentian?

Also, the little prince really wanted to yell at me, it was about my 'bird', of course, he couldn't hold back this sentence.

"Boy, do you know who I am?"

The little prince took a deep breath and said slowly.

He estimated that Lu Ming should not know who he was, he wanted to report his name, so that Lu Ming was frightened, panicked and afraid, and at that time, he slaughtered Lu Ming again and let him know what regret is.

"Who are you, does it have anything to do with me?"

Lu Ming said lightly.

"You..."

The little prince froze for a moment, then took a deep breath to calm himself, and then said: "Listen, I am the only son of the king of Zhennan, the little prince of the Zhennan Palace." ”

After that, the little prince looked at Lu Ming a little proudly, wanting to see the horror, panic, and fear on Lu Ming's face.

It's a pity that he was disappointed, Lu Ming seemed to hear the name of a cat and a dog, and he didn't react at all, only to see Lu Ming say lightly: "It turns out that what kind of bullshit is the son of the South King of Zhen, it turns out that the sons of the prince are all stupid." ”

"You... What do you say? You look for death, you look for death!"

The little prince trembled angrily, pointed to Lu Ming, and kept screaming.

"Abi!"

At this time, Mo Ying rushed to the unconscious maid and checked the maid's injuries.

Immediately, he looked at the little prince with an angry face, and said, "Little prince, Abi is just following my orders, and you are too heavy, right?"

"Mo Ying, a lowly maid, doesn't know anything about humility, she dares to push in front of me, I'm disciplining her for you. ”

The little prince gritted his teeth vigorously, calmed himself down, and said coldly.

"You..."

Mo Yingqi's pretty face is iron-blue.

"What kind of humility? Open your mouth and shut your mouth to say that others are inferior, in my opinion, you are just a waste who relies on the shadow of your father's generation, a fox and a tiger. ”

Lu Ming said lightly.

"Bold, presumptuous, despicable ant, you dare to say that I am a waste? You have committed the following crimes, committed a mortal crime, today, no one can save you, I will not kill you, I will not be a man. ”

The little prince screamed hysterically.

Lu Ming actually dared to say that he was a waste? A lowly ant actually dared to say that he was a waste, but it was reversed, and it was reversed.

"Isn't it? What do you rely on when you think you are superior and superior? Power or strength?"

Lu Ming sneered.

"I have power, I have strength, I am naturally noble, and I am not comparable to you lowly ants. ”

The little prince shouted.

"Is that so, in this case, you are just a lowly **** in front of me. ”

Lu Ming said.

"What? What do you say? Damn, kill, kill him for me, I'm going to crush him to ashes, peel him for cramps. ”

The little prince roared frantically.

"Little crumbs, die!"

The pot-bellied old man had endured it for a long time, and at this time, he roared angrily and slapped Lu Ming's face with a palm.

Don't look at his obese body, but his speed is as fast as lightning, and his cultivation has reached the triple level of the Martial Sect.

In an instant, it was close to Lu Ming, and it was about to be slapped on Lu Ming's face.

"Brother Lu, be careful!

Mo Ying exclaimed.

But Lu Ming stood there, motionless.

Just when the slap of the pot-bellied old man was about to slap Lu Ming's face, Lu Ming kicked out.

I can't describe how fast this kick was, kicking out, the last shot came first, and kicked heavily on the bulging belly of the pot-bellied old man.

His stomach sank into it like a ball, and his eyes, like dead fish, bulged out.

Yes!

With a scream, the pot-bellied old man flew backwards like a bloated ball.

Swish!

Lu Ming's body moved, and he instantly caught up with the pot-bellied old man and slapped him down.

Syllable!

A crisp slap sounded, and the pot-bellied old man was slapped by Lu Ming and spun around dozens of times in the air, and then slammed into the ground.

Rumble!

A human-shaped pit appeared on the ground, and the pot-bellied old man was lying in the pit, convulsing constantly, and blood kept pouring out of his mouth.

There was silence.

Everyone looked at Lu Ming in a daze, including Mo Ying.

The big-bellied old man of Wuzong's triple was actually beaten half to death by Lu Ming like an ant.

Lu Ming is actually such a terrifying master?

Before, although Mo Ying knew that Lu Ming's strength was very strong, she originally guessed that Lu Ming should be a little stronger than her, but at this time, she knew that she was wrong, her mistake was outrageous, and Lu Ming's strength was far beyond her imagination.

"Good fight!"

Mo Ying's subordinates roared in their hearts, extremely refreshing.

Before, the pot-bellied old man was so arrogant, treating them like ants, but now, he is not like a dead dog.

"Little crumb, you dare to hit my people, you are bold!"

The little prince reacted and yelled.

(End of chapter)