"Ahh

I saw the kid in the nightgown smiling and grinning, how could he still have the appearance of the wind and clouds just now?

After Xia Ren reacted, his face turned red, his two hands blocked in front of him, and he said sharply: "Lei Er! Use demon methods to deceive people, you are despicable! There is a kind of fighting in a dignified manner!"

Lei Er was confused, he didn't do anything! This stinky old lady began to go crazy.

Just now, I wanted to walk forward, say a classic line from my previous life, and then ignore the stunned crowd, and finally leave in style.

It's a matter of pretending to be a force, who thinks about the old lady

This came out like this, and I interrupted my train of thought.

What Lei Er didn't know was that he had experienced a hundred battles in a dream, ah no, he had experienced thousands of battles, and he already had a momentum on his body, which the world called "killing".

Everything in the dream, except for immortality, the scene of fighting with the outside world is 100% simulated.

So now, it is not an exaggeration to say that Lei Er has rolled in the pile of dead people. The scale needs to be expanded, and the Dead Man's Mountain and the Dead Man's Sea are still about the same.

This kind of killing atmosphere, laughing and playing on weekdays, ordinary people naturally can't understand it. The occasional inadvertent side exposure is enough to destroy the mind of a person who is not strong-willed.

"You're really an old sow giving birth, and you're forcing a lot of things. Lei Er let out foul language, and then squatted down at the table next to Xia Ren. The movement was so fast that most of the low-level disciples in the class didn't have time to see clearly.

Seeing that Lei Er was about to launch an offensive, Xia Ren panicked: "You dare!" The Martial Arts Academy strictly forbids private fights, but if it is Lei Er, he probably really doesn't care about the punishment.

Xia Ren made a defensive move as soon as possible and flew back. The corridor of the class was narrow, and she hit the corner of the table in a hurry, and Lei Eryi grabbed her arm and dragged her back.

Lei Er squatted on the desk, no matter how Xia Ren struggled and pulled, he didn't move.

Slightly increasing the force in her hand, she twisted Xia Ren's wrist joint inward, and she turned sideways in pain. Beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his forehead.

Her doglegs saw that their master was restrained and turned into a swarm of headless flies. I want to go to the rescue, but I don't dare to act rashly.

"Old sister, I don't beat women, but don't always leave me in the face!" Lei Er let go of his hand, Xia Ren squatted on the ground with his wrists covered, his teeth clenched, and tears were rolling.

A group of dogs immediately surrounded him. Wei Chi vigorously wanted to help the eldest sister get up, but Xia Ren slapped off his arm, and he was not good for a while.

Lei Er jumped off the desk in full view of everyone. The dogs around Xia Ren were like sheep entering the tiger, missing a big opening.

Lei Er patted Xia Ren on the shoulder twice, Xia Ren's body was already trembling with sobbing, and at this time, being stimulated a little bit was like an electric shock.

"Old sister, the knife is not sharp, Lima is too thin, what are you going to fight with me? Lei Er learned from a king in his previous life, his tone was calm and a little ruffian, and he enjoyed himself.

"I, Lei Er, I'm going to leave early today and go back to the bedroom to sleep, who is not convinced?"

"Who else?!" Lei Er's voice suddenly raised, and all the disciples shuddered.

"Didn't you do it this time? Then I'm leaving. Oh, what kind of underworld is pretending to be a chicken? ”

The sound of "pop, pop" cotton mopping sounded in the silent class, like a hammer slamming the hearts of onlookers.

After Lei Er left, Xia Ren fell to the ground with a thud, picking at the floor tiles with both hands, and his fingernails were turned up.

Xia Ren lowered her head, and no one could see her distorted expression. In a voice that only she could hear, she hissed, "Kill him, you must kill him!

"Yes, next week's big test is the date of his death! Hahaha, you must give me death!" "How could Xia Ren have suffered such a great shame in his life?

It turns out that the woman who is carried away by hatred is an extremely terrible creature. In the big exam not long after, Lei Er really understood it.

"Since there are old disciples participating in the assessment, I don't know if I can meet Li Refuel. Lei Er walked on the way back to bed, pondering.

"Forget it, it's my business. ”

Since entering the Transcendence Sect, in the past half a year, Lei Er and Li Refueling have not met once.

Lei Er learned from various channels that Li Refueling was the first day of the sect in the past hundred years, and he was diligent and hardworking, and he was busy cultivating every day.

And he is busy sleeping every day, so it is naturally difficult for the two to intersect.

The former "cockscomb head" crown, after being completely subdued by him, has long disappeared in the dream. Instead, Xia Ren and Wei Chi Dali.

Huang Mao inspected Lei Er's cultivation once, and found that Lei Er's monsters were only one or two orders except for the poisoned old man.

Under Huang Mao's anger, Wei Chi vigorously obtained an epic enhancement and was promoted to the third order. Xia Ren and the poisoned old man were each promoted by one order, and now they are the third and fourth orders respectively.

After poisoning the old man's steps in the dream, everyone immediately rose into the sky. Hundreds of black-clothed old men, armed with scimitars, hovered in the air in a large area.

Once again, Lei Er recalled the fear of being dominated by the poisoned old man.

Xia Ren and Wei Chi Dali are not a problem, come and clean up a few. To Lei Er's surprise, Xia Ren actually used a sword, a set of family heirloom swordsmanship, to play a good way. But in Lei Er's eyes, this unknown swordsmanship is more than gorgeous, but the killing power is insufficient.

"I guess her family is from the honor guard, right?" This is what Lei Er thought when he first saw Xia Ren perform.

Wei Chi used his fists vigorously, and it was mediocre.

All in all, these two people are very weak, and this weakness cannot be made up for by ascending to a realm before the third order. If they can all go to heaven, it will make Lei Er's head hurt, but now, they are not qualified.

What really made Lei Er want to scold his mother was the old man who could fly. The sky and the ground cover each other, and the army and air force work together, which makes Lei Er extremely painful.

After the fourth order, the old man had the air advantage, and the scimitar in his hand made Lei Er even more unavoidable.

A large group of Xia Ren and Wei Chi vigorously surrounded Lei Ertuan and blocked his movement with their lives. Then three or five old men in the sky stabbed their sons together and swooped down. No matter how desperately Lei Er dodged, after a wave of attacks, he would inevitably be exposed to several big openings on his body.

The most hateful thing is that those old men still retreat with one blow, relying on the number of people to consume Lei Er, without any fighting. Lei Er couldn't touch them, and he didn't have a blood trick.

Huang Mao was relieved at this time, and he moved out a rocking chair with a small table next to him and poured fragrant tea.

"It's so comfortable to watch others desperately!"

"It's just a bit boring. There you have!" Huang Mao snapped his fingers, and the whole space began to echo with a passionate male voice, accompanied by a strong sense of rhythmic Tuhi music.

"My nest! It's good for you to step on a horse!" Lei Er felt that his three views exploded, and he was even more convinced of Huang Mao's own memory.

The demonic male voice full of anger is actually shouting microphone!

"Knife, angrily slash the snow wing eagle! Mountain, heroic ...... the sky"

Penetrate Lei Er's eardrum!

"Don't say it, this kind of background music matches the picture when you fight hard!" Huang Mao took a sip of tea, and then spit out the tea leaves that accidentally entered his mouth back into the teacup.

Wow, good tea!