Chapter 282: Reversing Kunlun 8

Zuo Kui looked at Zuo Jing, without speaking or expression.

Zuo Jing didn't put a trace of his eyes on him. He wears black cropped pants and a small black jacket over his black shirt. A long cloth bag was slung diagonally over his shoulder, not knowing what was inside.

She held an unlit cigarette in her mouth, threw the marbles in her hand out, strode up to Bai Zhi, folded her arms and said:

"What? The gray master becomes the white master, and this color change still comes with a BUFF? How much have you grown? Per cent? Thirty? ”

Blanc did not respond.

His whole body was completely wooden.

Zuo Jing drank the Soul Forgetting Soup and was sent home, Zuo Kui had already told him. Even if Zuo Kui didn't tell him that Zuo Jing appeared in the world fifteen years ago out of thin air, and it seemed that he was still waiting for them, it was enough to surprise Bai Zhi.

"What about you, are you dumb?!" Zuo Jing said angrily.

Bai Zhi finally came to his senses and stammered, "You...... No...... You...... How would you? ”

"How did I end up in there, didn't I?" Zuo Jing sneered and said, "Listen to what you mean, if I don't appear here, you won't speak ill of me behind my back?" ”

Bai Zhi's train of thought was completely clogged, and he continued to stutter out a string of unclear words.

Zuo Jing kicked him in the lower half of his body, Bai Zhi wailed and covered the sore spot, and fell to the ground.

She snorted coldly, nodded slightly, turned her eyes to the corners of her eyes, and glanced at Zuo Kui in an extremely laborious gesture.

"That sister! Are you done? ”

In the distance, the young man's Zuo Kui greeted Zuo Jing and said, "It's your turn!" ”

Zuo Jing turned his head, showed an incomparably bright smile, and said heartily: "Don't play." ”

After a pause, Zuo Jing took out his jacket pocket and took out a handful of marbles.

"I've got you!"

Zuo Jing threw the marbles, and the marbles scattered around the three young Zuo Kui like rain. Xiao Zuo Jing and Xiao Zuo An happily went to pick it up all over the ground, but Xiao Zuo Kui stood up, hugged his shoulders and looked at Zuo Jing, frowning.

Zuo Jing didn't seem surprised by his reaction, and smiled: "What? No? ”

Twelve-year-old Zuo Kui snorted and smiled contemptuously, but he looked a little naΓ―ve because of his youth.

"I only win other people's, never pick up what others don't want!" He said with his head held high.

Zuo Jing laughed a few times, finally turned his head, looked at Zuo Kui with a straight face, and said, "Your bones are much harder than now, what do you say?" ”

Zuo Kui moved his eyes, glanced at his former self, nodded slightly, and said, "Yes, it's better when I was a child." ”

Zuo Jing didn't speak, he watched Bai Zhi slowly stand up, and said to him: "Damn! You stinky girl! You want me to cut off my children and grandchildren! ”

Zuo Jing snorted coldly and said, "If you are BB, I won't take you back fifteen years later, you will complete your ideal of reproducing children and grandchildren here." ”