Chapter 1792: Bullying a newcomer who has just entered the temple
An iron fist hit Si Yantian's side face.
"Bang"
This punch is not shallow.
Half of Si Yantian's face was beaten out of shape, and blood flowed from the corners of his lips. But he didn't seem to be in pain at all, with a happy look in his eyes, he looked at Si Yutian and said, "The fourth brother is too enthusiastic about this prince, hahaha."
The green tendons on Si Yutian's forehead exploded, and he was extremely disgusted with Si Yantian's attitude.
"She's my woman."
Si Yutian warned in a deep voice, as if his voice came from the abyss of hell.
"This prince knows. Hey. β
Si Yantian smiled so cowardly, like the mud that can't support the wall, like the dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, the more you beat him, the happier he is, "The fourth brother is really a good blessing, your third brother and I are really envious." β
After hearing this, Si Yutian's hand moved from Si Yantian's collar to Si Yantian's neck, and suddenly pinched: "You are not allowed to hit her idea."
It's a warning.
Also a threat.
Si Yantian's breathing suddenly became difficult, his greasy and handsome face turned the color of pig liver, his mouth grew up, and he tried hard to breathe the oxygen outside so as not to suffocate.
Although it was painful, he was still smiling and happy.
"Four...... Fourth Brother...... I'm looking forward to your third brother, if you snatch her out of your hands, you'...... What will be interesting...... Emoji ......"
The voice is getting weaker and weaker.
But Si Yantian was still laughing, extremely provocative.
The most primitive killing ** in Si Yutian's heart At this moment, there was a boom, and all of it rushed to his mind. Bloody murderous aura, roaring, roaring. A pair of eyes, extremely dark, pupils occupy almost the entire eye socket.
A voice roared in his heart: Kill him! Strangle him!
Anyone who dares to covet Xiaoluo will be damned!
The demonic factors contained in the body gradually surged. His breath has produced earth-shaking changes.
Another voice reminded in his ear: This is the Emperor's Palace, do you want to expose yourself? It's easy to kill Si Yantian, but what if the Zuo family transfers all their anger to your beloved woman?
In the end, reason triumphed over demons.
Si Yutian slowly let go of the devil's claws, and the dark power in the pitch-black pupils also faded inch by inch.
"Ahem, ahem, ahemβ"
After Si Yantian was freed, he hurriedly covered his neck, and while breathing heavily, he coughed violently, his face was red and white for a while, and as for the part of his neck, there was already a bruisish and purple pinch mark.
"What are you guys doing here?!"
An angry voice came from the gate of the Emperor's Palace, "Royal brothers cannibalism? Si Yutian, why did you want to do it to Si Yantian? He's a newcomer, as the chief disciple of the Killing Palace, are you bullying a newcomer who has just entered the hall like this?! β
Si Yutian turned his head and saw the deputy hall master Si Qingfeng.
The Qingfeng Hall represented by Si Qingfeng is basically equivalent to the power of the Zuo family. Si Qingfeng is already one or two hundred years old, and he is also a royal family, but he is only about thirty-five years old on his face, although he is not very handsome, but he is also quite handsome. Si Qingfeng's mother who died early is the Zuo family. Now, the chief disciple under his command is also surnamed Zuo.
"Third prince, how are you?"
After the Lord of the Qingfeng Hall finished reprimanding Si Yutian, he hurriedly walked over,