"Oops, tricks?"

Meng Fan, who stole a Yuexuan stone chair from someone else, pretended to look at Brother Gongzi in surprise.

"How is that possible...... This is ......" Brother Gongzi opened his mouth in amazement, the chair built up by thousands of moons of Xuanshi, how can he say that it will disappear if he can't see it, he is also sure that the chair was made by Meng Fan, but he didn't perceive it in Meng Fan Once the cultivation fluctuates.

"Try this one. ”

Meng Fan took two steps forward and changed his chair.

Then the chair was gone.

Meng Fan walked to another chair again, and Brother Gongzi shouted: "Slow!"

Meng Fan tilted his head and looked at the somewhat distressed son.

"Haha!" Brother Gongzi smiled very reluctantly, "The little deputy palace master sits on this, this one is my favorite one!"

"Okay!" Meng Fan walked in front of Brother Gongzi and sat down generously, Brother Gongzi grabbed the back of the chair vigorously, for fear of losing another chair.

But as soon as Meng Fan sat like this, there was the terrifying middle-aged man behind him.

Fennel and the others, as well as the ghosts, stood outside the tent, listening to the movement inside, with different expressions.

"Little Deputy Palace Master. Brother Gongzi sat on the remaining chair with the support of the female cultivator, took a sip of tea, and took a sip of tea, "Before I had time to introduce myself, there is a person from the Sanshan faction, surnamed Feng Minghao, and my father is the head of the Sanshan faction...... Hey...... It's not what it's said out there. ”

Brother Gongzi put down the teacup: "Before Qiandeng became the lord of the city, he owed some debts to the Sanshan faction, and he didn't return them for decades.

"Don't you really know?" Meng Fan let the middle-aged man stand behind him.

"I don't know. Brother Gongzi nodded.

"Now you know, right?" Meng Fan asked.

"Got it. Brother Gongzi took a sip of tea again, his eyes swept over the rim of the cup, and looked at Meng Fan.

"Actually, this deputy palace master, like you, also wants to charge here. Meng Fan leaned forward, "But you have already accepted it, and this deputy palace master is not good at accepting it anymore." I don't know how many moon stones you've collected here?"

"No more, no less. Brother Gongzi put down the teacup and glanced up at the female cultivator standing beside him, there were two big mountains pressing his head, "Add water." ”

The nun picked up the kettle, and when she poured the water, her hand shook, and the water splashed on the luxurious clothes of the child.

"Childe spare your life!" the nun knelt down with a puff!

"I don't blame you!" Brother Gongzi shook the water on his body, picked up the kettle, and poured the steaming water on the little hand of the female cultivator who had just taken the kettle in front of Meng Fan.

Laugh at!

Laugh at!

The delicate nun held her hands on the ground and did not dare to move.

The little hand was red from the water.

The other nun couldn't bear to turn her gaze away.

The corners of Meng Fan's mouth moved.

The middle-aged man standing behind him suddenly held on to the back of the chair.

"In this world, there is retribution for doing wrong. Brother Gongzi put down the kettle and hooked his fingers to the female nun's chin, "Do you blame Ben Gongzi?"

The nun shook her head vigorously, tears thrown aside.

"Give me your hand. Brother Childe said.

The nun obediently handed her little hand to Brother Gongzi.

Brother Gongzi held the nun's hand with one hand, and rubbed the back of the nun's hand with the other hand!

A thin layer of flesh skin is rolled into a roll.

The female cultivator's delicate body trembled, and she didn't dare to make a sound in her mouth.

"Get over and serve the little deputy palace master. Brother Gongzi let go of his hand and scolded the two female cultivators, "If you don't have good hands and feet, I'll cut off your hands next time!"

The two female cultivators hurriedly stood on either side of Meng Fan.

In this way, Meng Fan had female cultivators on his left and right, and a middle-aged man behind him.

Meng Fan still has a lot of water in the cup, so there is no need to add it for the time being.

"Haha!" Brother Gongzi, who was extremely ruthless just now, suddenly smiled, "Little Deputy Palace Master, let you laugh, what did you ask me just now?"

"Oh, I just asked what I was doing, and I suddenly can't remember. Meng Fan scratched his head.

"Hehe, the little deputy palace master is really interesting. Brother Gongzi leaned back in the chair with a satisfied face, "I just want to talk to the little deputy palace master about something, this matter is also very simple......"

As he was talking, Brother Gongzi glared.

He saw that Meng Fan was also leaning on the back of the chair, and he was also cocked Erlang's legs, and the brand-new cloth shoes were dangling in front of him.

It's nothing short of a confrontation.

A double confrontation of psychology and momentum.

Brother Gongzi failed to suppress Meng Fan.

"What do you want to talk about?" Meng Fan asked.

"I want to talk!" Brother Gongzi's tone became impatient, "Give me the token to open the trial of Luoxia Mountain, otherwise the little deputy palace master will sleep in it forever." ”

Brother Childe looked at the round bed.

As soon as the middle-aged man standing behind Meng Fan raised his hand, the futon on the bed suddenly fell to the ground, revealing several bloody skeletons with shredded flesh inside.

Meng Fan looked at Brother Gongzi meaningfully, and suddenly asked, "Who sent you?"

Brother Gongzi didn't answer, and raised his hand at the female cultivator: "Add water to the little deputy palace master!"

The nun picked up the kettle and poured water with a bang.

His hand shook again, and the water fell towards Meng Fan.

Meng Fan didn't move at all, but there was a cold air on his body, and before the water fell on him, it froze into a long popsicle in an instant and hung it on the kettle.

"How do you say you should be punished this time?" Meng Fan looked at Brother Gongzi.

"Little Deputy Palace Master, how do you say you will be punished?" Brother Gongzi also looked at Meng Fan.

"That's fine. Meng Fan stretched out his palm.

"Childe ......" the nun looked at Brother Childe for help.

"Give it to him!" Childe shouted.

The female cultivator timidly put her hand in Meng Fan's palm, and then was dragged by Meng Fan and knelt down in front of Meng Fan.

Meng Fan looked at the delicate face of the female cultivator, shook his head, and then held the pretty face with both hands, and said an inexplicable word: "Can you bear it?"

Whoa!

Meng Fan grabbed the female cultivator's face and tore it to both sides!

A human skin was then removed!

Looking at the bloody face hiding under the human skin, Meng Fan said: "It looks much more pleasing to the eye now." ”

The face hiding under the skin is not a human face.

Rather, it is a face made up of countless earthworms.

It squirmed endlessly, terrifying.

"Don't play, don't play!" Brother Gongzi suddenly collapsed, stood up and pointed at Meng Fan, "Kill him!"

Before the words fell, the body of the other female cultivator swelled suddenly, cracking the human skin, and the body composed of earthworms hugged Meng Fan to death.

The middle-aged man behind him put a sharp blade shining with cold light on Meng Fan's neck and asked Brother Gongzi, "How do you peel the skin this time?"

Brother Gongzi waved his hand: "Peel it however you want!"

PS: The third one is sent, hide the plot, guess who sent them?

(End of chapter)