Vicious dogs are in need of dripping!

Wu Yong, who originally had a sneer on his face, suddenly stared at Xia Haoyu with a fierce look and scolded: "What kind of thing are you?

As he spoke, his king-level soul power was also pressed towards Xia Haoyu.

The corners of Xia Haoyu's mouth suffocated, and he didn't care: "Have I ever scolded you?"

Wu Yong said angrily: "Just now you scolded me for being a vicious dog." ”

"That's what you said, I didn't say it, but since you insist that you are a vicious dog, I can't help it. Then Xia Haoyu shook his head exaggeratedly: "I've seen cheap, I've never seen such a cheap, and I still find my own scolding, hey!"

That appearance immediately made a few people laugh, and the disciple who guarded the door over there also lowered his head and forced himself to smile, but the shoulders that were shaking more and more were a little uncomfortable.

"Bastard!" Wu yelled.

"Who is the bastard scolding?"

"Bastard scolding you!" just finished speaking, and his face was like a pig's liver.

"Hahahahaha......"

Even the disciple who guarded the door couldn't help it anymore and laughed out loud, and Situ Xiaotian was even more exaggerated, lying on the ground with one hand and hammering the floor with the other, laughing non-stop, he felt so relieved, he had never seen this senior brother so deflated for so many years.

Wu Yong's face turned from blue to purple, and then from purple to black, looking like he had eaten Xia Haoyu alive.

Mo Da was ready to make a move at any time, but he couldn't stop sneering on his lips, the person who could fight with their young master had not yet been born, just with this little white face?

"You...... Good, good, good!"

Wu Yong's eyes were full of anger, his face, which was originally quite handsome, looked a little vicious, and the momentum of the peak of the king-level swept the aura to form a vortex above his head, and the momentum was very terrifying.

"I don't know whether to live or die, do you really think that Situ Muran can support you? dare to talk to me like this, I want you to know how to write dead characters. ”

As for Wu Yong's threat, he just didn't hear it, ignored it, and walked forward.

Seeing that Xia Haoyu dared to ignore his own existence, Wu Yong's anger could not be stopped, he had never been so angry in his life, and regardless of the scruples in his heart, he revealed the undisguised cold killing machine, staring at Xia Haoyu who was walking opposite, and a overwhelming momentum completely exploded.

It's a long story, but it actually happened in that moment.

Wu held the paper fan in his hand, a long rainbow hook moon, and suddenly the whole person pulled out a long phantom, and the paper fan in his hand went straight to Xia Haoyu's throat, with a cruel sneer on the corner of his mouth, obviously he had already killed him.

Situ Xiaotian didn't expect Wu Yong to really dare to make a dead move, but Mo Da, who was originally going to make a move, was stopped by Xia Haoyu's eyes, when Wu Yong came out just now, he felt that a few divine senses had been paying attention to this side, so he spoke up, thinking that since you want to watch the play, then put on a good show for you to see.

Wu Yong looked at the face that was gradually enlarging in front of him, and even saw the hairs on the face of the hateful young man opposite, and the cruelty at the corner of his mouth gradually expanded, and he only needed to enter another five inches to take this kid's life.

Xia Haoyu's perspective was to look into the depths of the gate, and seeing that no one had reacted, he sneered in his heart, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a trace of arc.

Regardless of Situ Xiaotian, who was pale and his heart was sinking to the bottom, he said: "Brother Situ, perennial Dao, the evil dog needs to be dripped, and he can't say it with his mouth." ”

Before everyone could react, and Xia Haoyu didn't make any moves, Wu Yong saw that the hand appeared in front of him, and then he put the left side of his face up very appropriately.

"Smack!"

Wu Yong's original straight body, a 360-degree suspension in the air, fell a few feet away, the paper fan in his hand had fallen to the side, and a mouthful of blood foam spurted out of his mouth, still at a loss.

Situ Xiaotian, who was already preparing to vacate the sky, was just hanging there.

Xia Haoyu didn't care what everyone's reaction was, he took another brisk walk, and came to Wu Yong's body in an instant, and he didn't speak, but directly opened the bow left and right.

Left fist and right fist, running towards the face, scolding while beating: "you grandma! Lao Tzu was in a very good mood, but as soon as I met you, who had a mother and no mother, and grandma didn't love the joy of my uncle, I felt sick to my stomach, and it was not your fault that you were ugly, but you still dared to mourn in front of Lao Tzu, it was your fault, even if this Shaoyushu was not afraid of your ugliness, it was also wrong for you to come out and scare the flowers and plants, and you thought you were Tang Bohu with a paper fan? To be a dog is to have the consciousness of being a dog, since there is no consciousness of being a dog, then you must have the consciousness of being smoked, and also teach the young master how to write dead words, today the young master will teach you how to write pig characters......"

Xia Haoyu beat the rhythmic, scolded the enjoyable, and finally made a "bah", and spit on Wu Yong's face, which had completely become a pig's head, before he retreated satisfied.

Seeing the people who looked at him in amazement, Xia Haoyu touched his nose embarrassedly, and said indifferently: "Brother knows that I am a legend, but you don't have to look at me so adoringly, right?"

Yafei'er's eyes really lit up, and she thought so, she looked at Xia Haoyu with a look of admiration and nodded violently: "Young master, why didn't you find out that you were so handsome before? ”

Seeing Mo Qi's disdainful look again, he coughed embarrassedly.