Chapter 1192: I Don't Want This Face

Tai Bai Xing, the cultivator of the secret sect, will not be hungry, this crazy young man said that he is also hungry?

Isn't this tsundere?

Wu Tian didn't pay attention to the crazy young man, let him call him there Second brother, where is our relationship?

I don't want to, the voice of the madman and the young man has attracted people from the Holy Land of Soldiers and the Holy Land of Confucianism here.

"Great, it's safe here. ”

"yes. ”

"Don't make a fuss, take a good rest, and wait and see where the way out is. "The Holy Land of Soldiers, the old man on the golden chariot gave an order,

The disciples of the Confucian Holy Land, the Holy Land of the Soldiers, nodded their heads one by one,

In the holy land of Confucianism, the elders are gone, hundreds of children, but now there are only a few dozen people living here, all of them riding panting unicorns,

They looked sad and sighed one by one.

And in the Holy Land of the Soldiers, if you defeat your children, there will be only a few dozen people left.

They are here, not the opponents of the giant beasts of the Nine Shades Venerable, and in the end, there are so many people who survive.

One by one, they took out the elixir from the storage bag, this elixir was very strange and crystal clear, so that the little guy took a look at it and couldn't help but think of marbles.

The disciples of the Confucian Holy Land and the Soldiers' Holy Land put the pills in their mouths one by one, and suddenly, their expressions were full of energy.

This elixir can keep a person's spirit, anytime, anywhere, in a state of excitement.

The Soldier Clan's Holy Land Elder nodded slightly.

The little guy in Qin Yuhan's arms can't help but miss the earth, Wu Tian didn't appear before, Qin Yuhan often used to be in the company,

The little ones also often play with marbles.

"That ......" the little guy couldn't bear it, and said in a milky voice, "Can you give me this bead?" I'll just take a look at it, and I'll pay you back later. ”

The disciples of the Holy Land, one by one, were stunned,

The little guy is too cute, with a pair of big watery eyes that fit a smart and clever look. Under the jet-black hair, two curved eyebrows, like the crescent moon. It's very cute.

When a Confucian disciple wanted to take out the extra pill and give it to the little guy,

On top of the golden chariot, the Elder of the Soldier Clan's Holy Land suddenly snorted: "An angry dragon crystal pill can last for twelve hours, which is the best spirit of the day, but what if we don't get out of here within a day? Without this elixir, if you are attacked by corpse people and corpse beasts, who will save you?"

As soon as these words came out, the Confucian disciple didn't pay attention to the little guy.

The Elder of the Holy Land of the Soldier Family nodded his head.

The little one snorted and continued to nibble on the peach.

"Where did your peaches come from?" Wu Tianyu is a fairy peach on Huaguo Mountain, not a peach, but a peach watered by a mutton fat jade bottle.

Guanyin Master, he has never done this kind of thing with a mutton fat jade net bottle, but the little guy has done it, and the spiritual power contained in this peach can be imagined.

The elder of the Soldier Holy Land, thinking of something, suddenly said, "You peach, is it the immortal peach in the Taiyi Ancient Mine?"

The peaches in the little guy's hand, which are full of brilliance, can smell the refreshing fragrance from a long distance.

The little guy shook his head and said, "No. ”

"Is it true, I want the old man to confirm it, and then I will know, show it to the old man, if not, the old man will return it to you." The soldier elder suddenly spoke, and his tone was condescending, and it was simply a commanding tone.

"Hmph. "The little one is not happy,

The baby is unhappy,

Just now, this baby also wanted your pills to play with, and said that he would return it to you immediately.

Didn't you tell people not to give it to me?

What others do to me,

I'll do unto others as I would do unto others,

That's how the little guy lives.

"Huh?" Seeing that the little guy didn't take it, the elder of the Holy Land of the Soldier Family sank.

Wu Tian walked up and protected Qin Yuhan, who was holding the little guy, behind him.

Who dares to hurt my wife,

My child,

Who is going to die!!

At this moment, Wu Tian's immortal spirit power was in front of his face, covering up his true face.

But the secret sect of the fluctuation of spiritual power around the body has not hidden it from the elders of the soldiers.

The elder of the soldier frowned slightly, but he didn't take it to heart, there are hundreds of families, several holy places, the most in the mainland, even in the upper realm, there is also their inheritance.

"This little brother, I want that child's peach, what do you say?" The elder of the soldier family smiled slightly, and said meaningfully: "If you give it, in the future, our military holy land should owe you a favor." ”

Wu Tian smiled,

What kind of joke is this?

Gift?

Your favors,

How much is it worth???

Suddenly, a Confucian disciple thought of something, and suddenly pointed his finger at Wu Tian angrily,

shouted: "By the way, by the way, just now you killed a son of my Confucian seventy-two family." ”

What the?

The Confucian disciples' eyes froze one by one.

The children of the soldier family also looked at Wu Tian in surprise, shouldn't it?

Although they had just arrested people and fed them to the corpses, those people only dared to flee, only dared to resist, and did not dare to kill them.

Because if you kill them, the Holy Land will not spare them.

Wu Tian glanced at everyone and said, "If I kill it, I will kill it, what can I do?"

The Confucian disciple just now still wanted to arrest Qin Yuhan, such a person who is looking for death, if he does not die, what is the use of keeping it?

...... "Kill it, kill it?"

The children of the Confucian holy land are all angry, and Confucianism is the holy land with the most people on the mainland.

As long as they read, they are equivalent to Confucianism, their ancestors of the Confucian Holy Land, collecting the Confucian sentences of the Heavenly Immortal Emperor,

Then, it is gathered into a book.

As long as you read the book, in the eyes of the Confucian holy land, you owe them.

Immediately, a Confucian disciple sneered: "You think my Confucian disciple is so easy to kill, and if you kill it, you have to pay a price." ”

"The price?" Wu Tian was calm,

didn't put the Confucian holy land in his eyes at all,

"I didn't expect you to kill a Confucian disciple. The old man of the soldiers on the golden chariot suddenly looked angry, revealing Sen Sen's murderous intentions, and said: "The old man didn't want to make a move, but he didn't expect you to kill innocents indiscriminately, and your mind is vicious. ”

"If we don't hand over the peaches to you and want to kill us, just say it. Wu Tian glanced at the elder of the soldier family lightly, and said: "You two holy places, how many people did you feed the corpse people and corpse beasts just now, why don't you kill your disciples, saying that they have evil intentions? Not to mention that I killed the children of Confucianism, what does it matter to your soldiers?"

"Sharp teeth, reversing black and white. ”

"Yes, how can you say. ”

The children of the soldiers can't see it,

The same is true for the Confucian children, their elders are gone, and now if they want to go out here, they have to rely on the elders of the soldiers' families, Wu Tian's words, isn't he stirring up the relationship between the two families?

"Hehe, what do you know?" The elder of the soldier family glanced at Wu Tian contemptuously, and said: "All the sons of the hundred schools, in fact, have the same root and the same origin, although he is called the Confucian Holy Land, I call it the Soldier Holy Land, in fact, it is a family, regardless of each other, if you kill the Confucian, it is equivalent to killing my disciple of the military family, the old man, you have to make a move, don't blame the old man for being ruthless." ”

(End of chapter)