Chapter Eighty-Seven: Threats and Unhappiness
"Oh, don't you want my cultivation to prolong your Yuan?"
His Royal Highness was sweating profusely, "I'm not stupid. ”
He waved his sleeves, and the purple mist in the air dissipated......
looked at Di Fanyin respectfully, "This is all a misunderstanding and misunderstanding, my lord, you go ahead, and talk about it in the hall." ”
You are really disrespectful to the old, the grass on the wall, and the wind will change the direction of the wind as soon as it blows!
Di Fanyin did not refuse his old man's flattery, and took Tang Xiaojiu's hand and strode in front of the old man.
"Oh, by the way, these buddies on the ground, don't you mind taking good care of them!" Di Fanyin seemed to be smiling.
The old man's face stiffened, he clapped his hands, and a group of men in black robes appeared at his feet like shadows, kneeling.
"Invite' Your Excellency's partner to the guest room to rest!" He gritted his teeth and accentuated the word 'please'.
"Your Highness is really ...... A clever person has more than one plan...... Yes! "Your tone of sigh and chant really wants people to beat you up!
"Hehe, it should be, after all, the Demon Temple is a thorn in the side of the righteous master! Your Majesty should also understand. The old man didn't smile.
Di Fanyin pretended to be surprised, "Really? I don't know this deity, after all, there are not many promising young people like this deity who are as honest and kind! ”
Tang Xiaojiu's eyes looked up at someone who was speaking seriously, and silently lowered his head, honest and kind? Promising? Youth?
Why does she want to vomit so much!
Sensing Tang Xiaojiu's reaction, Di Fanyin stared leisurely at the top of Tang Xiaojiu's hair.
"Your Majesty...... Love to joke! ”
"Yes, the deity has always been humorous, and his heart is still big, otherwise he would have known that His Highness wanted to kill the deity, how could he have willingly run to the base camp of the Demon Palace? As the so-called strong dragon can't beat the head snake, the deity still understands a little bit of this truth. ”
Tang Xiaojiu looked at the black-clothed people around him, and instantly understood, His Royal Highness the Demon Palace has a very good brain, knowing that he can't do Di Fanyin by force plus a person who doesn't know the geometry of cultivation at all, so he wants to threaten the lives of this group of fainting neighbors.
Although his stupid son failed and even his life was about to die, the only thing that succeeded was to stun Tang Xiaojiu's neighbors, so that Lao Tzu could blackmail him.
Seeing that his son was dying, he came out to stop him, it seems that not only the son is dissatisfied with the father, but the father's feelings for the son are also very indifferent!
If it weren't for Di Fanyin's memory that there were still poor neighbors on the ground who were still dizzy, maybe the two people with the front foot entered the hall, and the man in black who was ready with the back foot would have put the knife on the neighbors' necks.
"Hahaha! What can Your Majesty do now understand? He laughed arrogantly and slapped his hands three times, and the swords in the hands of the group of men in black who were silent were holding the neighbors who had not yet returned, side by side in front of the old man.
"The lives of this group of people, I know they are like ants in your eyes, but it doesn't matter, you don't care, it's good that the illegitimate son of the Tang family cares."
His unscrupulous eyes glanced at the little man Tang Xiaojiu, "Are you right?" Tang Xiaojiu? ”
The violence in Di Fanyin's eyes was raging, and the hand holding Tang Xiaojiu was in a state of green tendons.
As a strange power doll, the strength used by Di Fanyin is completely within the range of tolerance, but I am very puzzled, human thinking is really strange, why does she care, it will affect Di Fanyin?
Although she really doesn't mind, her skills are not as good as others, and the murderer must always be mentally prepared to be killed, although she is killed when she is unconscious, she has to blame herself for being stunned.
However, when I thought that this group of second-hand goods was going to be killed, why was my heart so unhappy!