"What? didn't get it?!" Gao Qi's sharp voice was full of anger, and he Dachuan lowered his head in front of him, his whole body trembled, which made him even more dissatisfied in his heart, "It's okay if you didn't get the token, you were still scared away by him?!, you stupid pig, stupid pig!"

"Ten...... More than a dozen senior brothers who are no less than my cultivation were knocked down by that monster and fell unconscious......"

"Are you unconscious? more than a dozen? Are you a three-year-old child?" Before He Dachuan finished speaking, Gao Qi jumped to interrupt, and his clever palm flew up and down, slapping on He Dachuan's face.

He Dachuan didn't dare to speak, and in the face of the angry Gao Qi, his heart was full of fear for no reason.

Afraid of a person, it may be because of the strength of the other party, maybe the strong aura of the other party, or because of the guilt in the heart.

Maybe there's more.

In fact, to put it bluntly, it is nothing more than inner cowardice, not firm heart, and what is even more terrible is subconsciously putting yourself in a low position. It's like a child facing a strong adult.

Like a fat man with a face full of pockmarks standing in front of a skinny person, the first impression of the thin man is that this person with a pockmarked face is terrible, and he is unwilling to approach it in his heart, unless the thin man has a strong heart.

Many people are like this, when they see a person covered in carvings, no matter what their temperament is, the first consciousness is to stay away. If you are afraid in your heart, how can you be willing to contact this kind of person.

And He Dachuan is different, he is honest and honest, on the first day of contact with Gao Qi, he was impressed by the other party's flexible brain, and his congenital defects made He Dachuan think that such a person is his own blessing to associate with himself, and he is high climbing, and his congenital momentum is weaker, and he is familiar with Gao Qi, and he is even more hard-working, admitting punishment and punishment.

has been carefully maintaining this hard-won feeling, in exchange for Gao Qi's more and more arrogant arrogance.

He Dachuan Nuo didn't say a word, Gao Qi jumped to his feet and scolded and beaten, he was tired and his mouth was dry, so he stopped and stopped his mouth.

"Whew!"

With a long exhale, He Dachuan was a little lucky, glad that the matter ended like this, there was not much punishment, in his heart, such a Gao Qi was normal, out of Gao Qi's sight, He Dachuan rubbed his swollen face, his fat and swollen lips opened and closed slightly, "It's just a slap in the face, just get used to it!"

What happened to Hedachuan, Wen Chuanting didn't know, he was now under strict inspection by Mo Mu and the others.

Asking Chuanting was like a puppet, allowing the two of them to check inside and out, and his ears were constantly bombarded with Mu Yirou's broken thoughts, "Why don't you know how to run! What if this is going to hurt them?"

"It's okay Uncle Mu, I'm very strong!" asked Chuanting to roll up his sleeves and show off his little arms, "You see I'm not good!"

"Okay?!" Mo Weirui gave him a brain jump, her face was hideous, and her eyes were round, "What should I do if I really get hurt?

After the training, he asked Chuanting, and his hideous face showed a fierce look, "Damn, a group of adults bullied a child, are we really air?"

"No!

"Uncle Mo, what are you doing?" Seeing that the silver teeth were almost crushed, Mo Weirui turned around, grabbed the long sword and walked out of the door, asking Chuanting couldn't help but stop him.

"What are you going to do?!I want them to know that those who dare to bully me will bear my wrath. ”

"Uncle Mo, don't go, it's for nothing if you go!"

"What's the matter? A group of outer disciples have turned the sky upside down? Or is there someone behind them, and I can't clean up one of the inner disciples?"

Facing Mo Weirui's fierce gaze, Wen Chuanting couldn't help but smile bitterly, "This is not!"

"No?!Hmph! Even if it is, I can't do it, and you Uncle Mu, there are two of us, I still don't believe that I can't clean them up, even the true disciples will fall under the swords of my sisters!"

"Domineering!" asked Chuanting secretly praised in his heart, two uncles, one is gentle and considerate, the other seems to be nervous, but he does not let the arrogance of the eyebrows, the two personalities give Wen Chuanting two different feelings, but they are the same care.

Facing Mo Weirui, who was about to leave, Wen Chuanting couldn't help but put away the admiration in his heart, "Uncle Shi really doesn't have to go, I have already beaten them down, and I can't get out of bed for ten days and a half months!"

"Children are not allowed to lie!" Mo Weirui wrinkled her eyebrows, but she didn't believe it.

"It's true, I'm not lying!" asked Chuanting to be like a child who was in a hurry to show his merits, he didn't intercede for the person he hit, he just didn't want to trouble Mo Weirui, if he really saw those unlucky children, would Mo Weirui make a move or not?

The inner disciples bullied the outer disciples, that was a sure thing. But there is a situation in this, that is, the person who is bullied is complete, if he can't afford to be injured, he is looking for the door, not to mention what about those unlucky children, reputation alone will make Mo Weirui bear a lot of pressure.

In order to dispel Mo Weirui's idea of revenge, Wen Chuanting couldn't help but pinch the scene from the beginning to the end, and briefly described it, "Seeing them attacking, surrounding me in the middle, there is no way to advance, there is no way to retreat, I am ruthless in my heart, I reached out and grabbed a sword, and made a move, forming a storm of sword qi, I love the one they are encircled in it, the storm is rolling, the sky is connected, the sky is dark, they are rolling in the storm, turning dizzy, I took the opportunity to jump out of the circle, holding the sword in one hand, and stabbing a sword when they were confused!"

"Just your little arms and legs, and you still jumped out of the circle!?" After listening to the exaggerated description, Mo Weirui's worried expression quietly faded, her eyes were hidden and afraid, but her mouth was ruthless.

"Hehe, Uncle Mo is wise, this is all for you to see!" asked Chuanting with a smile on his face, bragging was exposed, and he couldn't see any embarrassment.

"Xiaozhou, in this situation, seeing that the form is not right, you have to run, come back and I will be with you Uncle Mo to call the shots! Don't deal with it yourself, if you really have a business trip, you let us ......" As she spoke, Mu Yirou's tears fell straight down.

Wen Chuanting stretched out his little hand, grabbed Mu Yirou's palm and said softly: "Uncle Shi, don't worry, I'm awake, I won't be so reckless next time, when I see that the situation is wrong, I'll run away!"

Two people have two personalities, facing Mo Weirui, asking Chuanting can laugh and laugh, but he can't do this to Mu Yirou, he can only exchange for another way of responding, if he behaves the same as when facing Mo Weirui, it will make Mu Yirou even more worried. I can't say, in addition to preaching, there are also turbulent tear attacks.

Different people have different ways to deal with it, in a word, say yes, see people talk about people, and talk about ghosts. Of course, this may not be very pertinent.

Wen Chuanting himself is not a person with a sharp mouth and a hypocritical temperament, and this way of coping is just because he doesn't want the two of them to worry too much.