After one hundred and ten rounds, Mo Bai was tired and half dead, and he couldn't touch Murong Jie after all. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

couldn't even catch a doll, Mo Bai's face couldn't hang up, he looked up to the sky and roared, and shouted angrily: "Stinky boy, there's a kind of you don't run!" ”

Murong Jie pursed his lips nonchalantly, made an extremely provocative grimace, and said with disdain on his face: "If you don't run, you're not afraid, who is afraid of whom!" If you have the ability, come here, don't be like a turtle with a shrunken head, twist and pinch like a flower girl. ”

"Good, good, good! Grandpa, I have to kill your dog, you wait, you wait, you thief who kills a thousand knives. Mo Bai scolded breathlessly.

"Aha! Don't open your mouth and close your mouth to be a thief * ruffian * long thief * ruffian * short, I think you are a thief * ruffian * sub. The master is waiting for you here, I'm afraid you will be ****. Come, come, come, there is a kind of master, come to a big cut into eight pieces, boil the vegetable soup, stew the broth. Murong Jie laughed and said, a little too carried away at this time.

Mo Bai was furious, his whole body trembled with anger, he roared wildly, as if he was crazy, with all his strength, he suddenly punched and attacked Murong Jie.

Murong Jie, who was full of confidence, did not dodge or dodge this time, just waited for Mo Bai and took his life viciously.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Bai's fist was only a stone's throw away.

Murong Jie turned around suddenly, easily let Mo Bai's punch go, aimed at his flawed buttocks, and kicked it fiercely.

This kick Murong Jie didn't think he had much strength, but his current cultivation was enough to open the monument and break stones. Mo Bai has five big and three thick bodies, but after all, he is just an ordinary man. No matter how small Murong Jie's strength is, Mo Bai will definitely not be able to bear it. Hey||Words ||Grid can be viewed free of charge

Murong Jie kicked Mo Bai out a few feet away, but it happened that Mo Bai rushed down with his big head, broke two sprouts, and his mouth was full of blood, and he was very embarrassed.

Mo Bai staggered out of the rubble, clutching the two front teeth tightly in his hands, and his face was full of sour feelings of wanting to cry without tears.

"This is a memento for you! We have no grievances and no hatred, I don't want to embarrass you, but you can't get along with me everywhere, forcing me to take action, I hope you can take this as a warning and stop asking for hardship. ”

"Bastard! King *Eight* Egg! Biao like a small za species! Lao Tzu was careless for a while, so you picked up the cheap. Today, with you and me, you have to beat your minions all over the ground! ”

Mo Bai scolded, threw away the teeth in his hand angrily, and rushed towards Murong Jie desperately, this time he was really anxious.

Mo Bai has a few catties and a few taels, Murong Jie already knows it.

With a slight block of his left hand, Mo Bai's punch opened up again. Murong Jie took advantage of the situation and punched Mo Bai's left eye, Mo Bai's left eye suddenly bulged into a big bag.

Mo Bai was willing to show weakness, followed by another punch, which hit Murong Jie's lower abdomen.

Murong Jie kicked away Mo Bai's fist, and then hit Mo Bai in the chest, Mo Bai suddenly felt that the five flavors were rolling, as if all the internal organs were about to be spit out.

Mo Bai was still unwilling, and came with a double wind piercing his ears, Murong Jie easily bounced away with his elbows, and at the same time his fists came out together, hitting Mo Bai's temples.

This punch only hit Mo Bai so dizzy that he couldn't distinguish between the southeast and the northwest.

Mo Bai's eyes were blind, his legs were weak, he plopped, fell to the ground, and fell to the ground in a daze.

Even so, Murong Jie didn't exert much effort, but Mo Bai was already unbearable, and it was a blessing in misfortune to be able to save this little life.

Mo Bai was beaten and crawled, and the left sentence "Grandpa spares his life!" The right sentence "Grandpa spares his life!" "The majesty and domineering just now have already been thrown out of the clouds.

Murong Jie didn't want to do it, but this Kunlun slave deceived people too much, so he couldn't stop doing it.

Seeing Mo Bai's embarrassed and pitiful appearance, Murong Jie felt pity.

has to be forgiving and forgiving, he doesn't want Mo Bai's life. But how did Murong Jie know that a traitor like Mo Bai, who deceived the good and feared the evil, even if he forgave him a thousand times, he still did not change his life.

Murong Jie retracted his fists and feet, and his whole body was full of true qi, making him restless.

Murong Jie's cultivation has advanced thousands of miles every day, but he has not been able to control his true qi calmly.

The feeling of being unfinished made Murong Jie really want to punch Mo Bai a few more times.

But if he does that, won't he become a scoundrel, what difference can he make with a guy like Mo Bai.

"Today, master, I'm going to spare your life, I hope you will have a longer memory in the future, don't rely on your own tall and big, just bully people everywhere unscrupulously." Murong Jie stepped on Mo Bai's head and said.

"Grandpa spares his life! Grandpa spares his life! Kid in the future, don't dare again, don't dare again! Mo Bai pleaded bitterly.

"You don't dare in the future, if you dare to be a traitor again, I can kill you thousands of miles away." Murong Jie said and kicked Mo Bai hard.

Mo Bai borrowed the strength of Murong Jie's foot, a lion rolled a hydrangea, got up from the ground, and slipped away without daring to look back, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, completely gone.

Murong Jie didn't care about Mo Bai, but secretly thought about how to deal with this matter.

If you tell everyone that the grain thief is Mo Bai, this is Mo Bai who wants to blame others, so he steals food every day, so that everyone can make enemies with Murong Jie.

If this matter is really told to everyone like this, Mo Bai will inevitably not be able to step down. It's really better to kill him just now. As the saying goes, a soldier can be killed but not humiliated, but I am afraid that the Liangzi between him and Mo Bai will not only be unable to turn hostility into jade silk, but will have deeper and deeper resentments with each other.

It's better to pretend that nothing happened, so that the matter of stealing grain will be silenced from now on. Even if everyone doubted themselves in the past, if such a thing does not happen again in the future, it will not be long before everyone will forget about it, and the dark clouds in the sky will disperse.

Murong Jie sat alone outside the door of the stove room, thinking about how to properly solve this matter, and before he knew it, time flew by, and half an hour passed in a blink of an eye.

At this time, Murong Jie suddenly heard the sound of chaotic footsteps, which were rushing towards him.

With the improvement of his cultivation, Murong Jie felt that his eyes and ears were getting better and better.

Murong Jie hurriedly stood up from the pile of rubble, and at this time, those guys who came in a hurry also came to Murong Jie.

It was no one else who rushed to the front, it was really Murong Jie's swollen face, and Kunlun Nu Mobai, who had already been unrecognizable.

"That's him! That's the stinky boy! This sour tooth and bad breath is dead *deflated*three, and there is a cheap *ruffian* who has no father to care about his mother. It's him who beats my brother and me like this. also said that the turtle grandsons of our [Divine Fist Gate] are all turtle sons and bastards. Mo Bai pointed at Murong Jie and scolded and shouted.

Mo Bai scolded as much as he tried to hide back, but he really knew how powerful Murong Jie was.

With Mo Bai, there were eight or nine young men, although they were not as tall as Mo Bai, they were all strong people, and they knew that they had the strength at a glance.

As soon as these big men saw Murong Jie, they were all a little embarrassed, and they looked ridiculous. Soon one by one, they leaned forward and fell back happily, as if they were all crazy.

Murong Jie was stunned, he was not afraid that they would be overwhelmed, but he didn't know where Mo Bai had found so many madmen.

This understands that people's dealings are easy to fight, even if they are high-flying and domineering. But if you have to deal with a madman, I'm afraid that whoever comes will not be so easy.

Murong Jie really regretted it, why was he so unenlightened in the first place, and he actually let Mo Bai go like this.

Murong Jie didn't know any of these big men in front of him. They are all from other construction sites, and there are hundreds of construction sites in this Tianzhu Mountain, each of which is distributed in different areas, but the work they do is generally no different.

There are dozens of people on the smaller construction sites, and there are hundreds of people on the larger construction sites, each doing their own thing, and because of the day and night work, there are few contacts, so Murong Jie naturally doesn't know each other.

Only when Mo Bai is like this, stealing and playing tricks, working hard and leisurely, eating all day long, and having nothing to do, will he run around endlessly all day long, and get to know so many irrelevant idle people.

These big men brought by Mo Bai were all from the same construction site, and they were all disciples of the [Divine Fist Sect].

This [Divine Fist Gate] is a martial arts sect in this area of Shazhou, located between the old pass and the new pass of Yumen Pass, not far from Dunhuang Yaotai.

[Shenquanmen] is not an immortal sect that cultivates immortals and practices qi, but a martial arts sect that embroiders legs with fists, it can only be regarded as a martial arts hall that plays with fists and feet, and most of the people are not doing their jobs.

Since the disciples of the [Divine Fist Gate] are all people who practice boxing and martial arts, they can be regarded as a tyrant that no one dares to provoke in this Tianzhu Mountain. Therefore, Mo Bai, who is familiar with current affairs, has long been invested in the [Divine Fist Gate] and has become a disciple of the [Divine Fist Gate] for seven generations.

Now that he is not Murong Jie's opponent, he immediately thought of finding the [Divine Fist Gate] to help him avenge his hatred, let out this evil breath, and teach Murong Jie a hard lesson.

He didn't believe Murong Jie, a doll less than five feet tall could beat the entire [Divine Fist Gate].

Mo Bai is in the [Divine Fist Gate], although he has not learned a few tricks, he is more than nine feet tall and has a body of strength.

In any case, it is impossible to be beaten like this by a doll.

Therefore, these big men of the Divine Fist Sect were of course dumbfounded, and they didn't care about saving face for Mo Bai.

Although Mo Bai is a good-looking person, he is unusually today, and he is not afraid of these big men laughing at him.

Since they love to laugh, let them laugh slowly, and wait for them to fight with Murong Jie to see if they still have the strength to continue to laugh like this.

"Mo Bai! My dear brother, you are really my good brother! Just as big as you, you can't even beat a milky doll, the face of [God Fist] is really lost by you, watch me kick this yellow-toothed child to death. A big man with bald buckteeth shouted.

"Brother Kuang! If you can really kill this kid, I will kowtow to you immediately, you are my living ancestor! "Mo Bai is not ashamed, whatever he really says, he will say it.

"Doll, you don't want to blame me, it's not that I can't get along with you, if you want to blame it, blame you for your inferior mouth, what kind of turtle of [Divine Fist Gate]...... What the...... What is it...... I'm going to tear your mouth apart! "The bald man with buckteeth, he doesn't know how to say it, he can't, he scolds himself.

When Murong Jie heard this, he secretly complained in his heart, what [Divine Fist Gate] is not [Divine Fist Gate], he has never even heard of a fart.

You don't have to know that this must be Mo Bai's letter to sow discord.

Who can blame it? I can only blame myself, this is self-inflicted, who let himself let Mo Bai go.

In a hurry, Murong blurted out: "Where did the [Divine Fist] come from?" I haven't heard of it at all! It doesn't matter if you're a turtle son bastard, I haven't even smelled a fart! ”

Murong Jie's words, the speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional.

He originally wanted to say that he had never heard of the [Divine Fist], and if he had heard of it, then even if it was a fart, he could smell it. This is to tell the person of the [Divine Fist] that the matter has nothing to do with him at all.

But to the ears of the people in the [Divine Fist Gate], Murong Jie is saying that their [Divine Fist Gate] is not as good as bullshit at all, even if it is a fart, it has a taste. This is really a scolding and scolding, how can the [Divine Fist Gate] let Murong Jie go.

Illness comes from the mouth, and disaster comes from the mouth, Murong Jie didn't think that his words would cause a killing disaster to himself.