Seeing that this double dragon is still so arrogant.

Xuan Qing sighed in his heart, his lips slightly opened and said to Huai Qingyun: "Don't make trouble." ”

Followed by.

Shuanglong and Huai Qingyun stood opposite each other two meters apart.

"Count to the bottom of the three counts, and the two of you can start!" Xuan Qing took a step back and said in a condensed voice.

Huai Qingyun nodded at his master, indeed responding to the previous order not to cause any trouble.

Now.

The audience was out of sight.

Originally, at a good temple ceremony, it was already bizarre that a bald head came out to make trouble.

But I didn't expect the Xuanqing Daoist to be even more outrageous, and really agreed with this four or five-year-old little doll to fight with that one-meter-nine strong man?

Side.

Jingde Lao Dao and the others were also very puzzled in their hearts, thinking that this Xuanqing Daoist didn't look like a person with a problem with IQ, but he did such an irrational thing.

Stage.

It doesn't matter what others think.

Xuan Qing really took care of himself and began to count the countdowns.

"Three... Two... One, get started! ”

There was a sound of 'start'.

Huai Qingyun looked at the bald monk opposite, with a look of disgust on his face, and walked over step by step.

So act.

Ssangyong didn't pay attention to it at all.

A smile cracked at the corner of his mouth, and he touched his bald head with his big hand, just quietly watching the little doll walk in front of him.

And then.

The little doll stretched out his fleshy little hand.

Hey~ Don't say it, this little thing is quite cute and chic.

In the end, this fleshy little hand grabbed his right leg, could it be that this doll wants to hang on himself and be coquettish?

Ssangyong thought so in his heart.

The next moment.

Bang~

On the iron-clad stage, there was a loud noise.

Ssangyong only felt a huge force coming from the little doll's hand, and then the sky was spinning, and he had already fallen to the ground.

See this scene!

Everyone froze.

They rubbed their eyes, wondering if they had cataracts and couldn't see clearly.

Before everyone came to their senses.

Huai Qingyun didn't stop what he was doing.

"A person with a cheap mouth, dare to scold the master for not having the guts, and the master will make you toothless!"

Syllable~

Crisp and translucent sound.

Ssangyong felt a sharp pain, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't help but want to spit it out.

Puff~

Thick liquid mixed with yellow and white hard objects.

If you look closely, it turns out to be two front teeth and three molars, that is, the seat teeth on both sides, mixed with blood.

At a speed visible to the naked eye.

The right cheek of Ssangyong swelled, and this large and small face looked extremely asymmetrical, which made people very uncomfortable.

It's not.

Huai Qingyun also frowned.

Syllable~

Blood mixed with several teeth, and the left side of his face swollen.

Its strength is very well controlled, and even the swelling on both sides of the face is about the same, which looks much more comfortable.

"Woo woo ~ woo woo ~ ya"

Severe pain.

Woke Ssangyong out of his bewilderment, his swollen face made him only make a muffled sound.

"Bald, what are you talking about, are you scolding our master again?"

Huai Qingyun was furious in his heart.

Bang~

The fleshy little fist hit Ssangyong's good-looking eight-pack abs 'gently'.

"Vomit~"

Ssangyong couldn't help but retch, his whole body was like a bow into a shrimp, and his face seemed to be covered with a mask of pain.

Just as Huai Qingyun was about to continue the beating.

"That's it!"

A faint scolding sounded, and Huai Qingyun heard the voice of the old man, so he put away his fist.

Now.

Under the stage.

Seeing such a final result, one by one it was as if they had been immobilized, and they froze in place.

A little doll of four or five years old, with such a height of one meter nine, I heard that he was still a strong man from a warrior monk, and he was beaten down?

I.. Is my brain broken?

However.

No matter how much they slap their heads or rub their eyes in disbelief.

The result is still there!

The twin dragons were still curling up on the ground and twitching, and everything was telling them that you were not mistaken.

"Hiss~"

"That.. So that that is Huai Qingyun? ”

"It's horrible.. I pinched his face last time! ”

...

Everyone in the audience talked a lot, and some of them still had a look of fear on their faces, they never thought that the little Taoist boy who was incense in the Taoist temple would be so violent.

However.

It's not over yet.

Xuanqing looked at the pilgrims in the audience, and finally looked at the man with a gloomy face on the edge of the corner.

"Qingyun, bring him up!"

"Yes, sir!"

Following his master's gaze, Huai Qingyun nodded, and leaped down from the stage with a vertical step.

Not far from the corner.

When he saw the cruel boy, he rushed towards him.

The gloomy middle-aged man's face changed greatly, his body retreated again and again, and the whole person fell and squatted.

When Huai Qingyun's delicate little hands grabbed him by the collar, he reacted, and his legs kept kicking on the ground.

"Don't hit me, don't hit me... I'll give you money! ”

How can an elite like this, who has lived in the city for a long time and has a mouth full of turnover, data, and market, withstand this kind of scene?

Huai Qingyun didn't care, but he didn't beat anyone, because the master told him that it was wrong to beat people for no reason.

He just dragged the middle-aged gloomy man, pulled him to the stage, and threw him in front of the master.

"Master, someone brought it here!"

Xuan Qing bowed slightly, looking at the middle-aged man who had been frightened, there was no anger on his face, some were just indifferent.

"This layman, take your people down, it's too late... But your life is not guaranteed! ”

"Yes. Yes, yes, I'm going to get out, I'm going to get out. The gloomy middle-aged man nodded repeatedly.

He gritted his teeth, and in great fear, his potential was unexpectedly tapped, and he dragged the blood-vomiting Shuanglong in the direction of the parking lot.

....

Wait until this jumping clown is gone.

Xuanqing took Huai Qingyun and came to Jingde Lao Dao and the others.

"Jingde Daoist, the chess game is not over yet, let's continue to watch!"

"Ahh Alright, alright, let's get in! Jingde Lao Dao came back to his senses and hurriedly said.

Although there are all kinds of doubts in my heart, I also know that this is not a place to talk outside, and if there is anything, I still have to go back to the Taoist temple and whisper.

That's it.

No matter how big the storm is outside.

Xuanqing led Huai Qingyun, Jingde Lao Dao and others, back to the inner courtyard of the Taoist temple.

.....

Inside the Taoist temple.

In front of the chessboard table.

"Daoist Jingde, do you have any doubts?" Xuanqing fell again, but when he spoke, he ate a large piece of chess from the other party.

Now.

Where did Jingde Lao Dao still have the heart to play chess, and after dealing with the falling pieces casually, he immediately asked:

"Xuanqing Xiaoyou, those videos circulating on the Internet, and you boy....?"