It's hard to figure out that kind of thing.

You come to block someone's door, it's a hostile relationship, and the other party has no obligation to save your people, right?

Meng Chunqiu left in a fit of rage, it took too long, and he didn't know what to do. Senior Brother Chunqiu was originally the one in charge, but now he is a victim, and he also came to pretend to be pitiful and lie down, pretending to be seriously injured, and it is inconvenient to take care of things, so no one will take care of things.

Wait, wait, wait for the wounded to die.

This matter fell on his head again, and the sloppy old man was full of unhappiness, and scolded: "Meng Chunqiu, do you think you can do it?"

You need poor Taoism to teach you how to be a person! ”

"Lao Daoyou, your temper is indeed not small, it's not good to bully young people."

A white-bearded deacon laughed, and Edgeworth fell to the door, "Is this also going to make Poor Dao and the others freeze to death in the wind and snow?" ”

The sloppy old man was quite unhappy and let go of the door and shouted: "Tea." ”

Where does the tea come from?

Zhou Xiaozhou has no habit of drinking tea, he doesn't buy tea at all, and he doesn't have a teacup, he is still cooking rice on the stove, and there is no place to boil water, so he just didn't hear it.

As for the living room, Canghaiguan never entertains guests, just pull a few benches and sit in front of the Taoist saints.

Love to sit or not to sit.

In such a humble place, the people of the Holy Fire Sect did not sit at all, and all the disciples of Zhuji stood behind the two deacons, supporting the scene.

The sloppy old man sat down by himself, and if they had to stand and talk, they didn't care.

It's like a subordinate meeting a superior.

The two deacons of the Holy Fire Sect glanced at each other, and could only pull the bench and sit down.

"Lao Daoyou, if you have something to say, don't make a fuss and make people laugh.

When you first traveled here, our Jiuju Mountain was hospitable and gave you a place to stay. After so many years, you should also have a sense of locality, be regarded as your own person, and don't be suspicious of some trivial things. ”

"It's not a trivial matter anymore."

The sloppy old man looked at Meng Chunqiu with annoyance, "His disciple dared to intercept and kill the poor Dao disciple, and he died of undue ability, but he came to block the door of the poor Dao, this is because he thinks that the poor Dao can be bullied!" ”

Bullying him for being a foreigner.

Meng Chunqiu hurriedly said: "Obviously, it was the Daoist Lao's who intercepted and killed Meng's people, so the Daoist Lao's don't want to reverse black and white." ”

"Your doorman is poor jingling, what is there to intercept?"

The sloppy old man scolded, "What's more, if one person goes to intercept and kill seven or eight people, no one will believe it." ”

Meng Chunqiu said: "Your disciple is more powerful, one person has the confidence to intercept and kill seven or eight people, so he will intercept and kill, this is not strange!"

For example, the masters of these big sects will definitely dare to intercept and kill the disciples of seven or eight small sects, this is the same reason.

In fact, he did succeed, and one person can really intercept and kill seven or eight people. ”

The sloppy old man said angrily: "If this is the case, your doorman is such a waste, do you still have the face to say it?"

Isn't it just right to be dead! ”

Meng Chunqiu was embarrassed for a moment, and hurriedly said: "A newly built sect in Xia, there are no resources to be built, the qualifications of the disciples are not high, and the ability is indeed poor, this is no way, and I am not afraid of people's jokes when I say it, I will laugh and laugh..."

The sloppy old Dao snorted coldly: "Poor Dao, this disciple, has not been newly harvested for half a year, and his cultivation is only just at the Xuan Level, do you have such courage?" ”

Meng Chunqiu said: "Lao Dao is a tall man, and he teaches well, and he is ashamed of himself..."

Bai Xu Fang waved his hand to let him not say much, and said slowly: "The key to this matter is, who intercepted and killed whom, and where are the people of Lao Daoyou?"

Come out and see you. ”

The sloppy old man waved his hand: "Little San, come here." ”

Zhou Xiaozhou had no choice but to walk out of the kitchen door and saluted slightly: "I've seen all the seniors." ”

Meng Chunqiu said angrily: "You are very vicious, and no matter who intercepts whom, the juniors are just playing, it's just a trivial matter, even if there is a dispute and you make a move, there is no reason to kill it."

You have killed people, and it is useless to say anything, you must be guilty. ”

This person still has some ability, weakening the question of who intercepts and kills whom, highlighting the problem of Zhou Xiaozhou's death.

Zhou Xiaozhou looked at him with disdain: "The sword has no eyes, where can I stop it..."

"There's no room for you to speak here."

Another deacon of the Holy Fire Sect categorically interrupted him and said, "It really doesn't matter who intercepts who in this matter, there are disputes between them, and they often encounter and conflict.

The key is that there should be no human life, since there is a human life, someone must be responsible.

In this way, for the sake of Lao Daoyou's face, this person is sentenced to 50 years of hard labor. ”

Fifty years of hard labor!

"You're stupid!"

Zhou Xiaozhou was furious when he heard this, "Others intercepted and killed me, like a bandit, can I still be guilty of killing a bandit?" ”

actually scolded him for being stupid in public, and this Deacon Yuan was furious: "There is no room for you to speak here, palm your mouth." ”

He was sentenced to fifty years of hard labor, and he didn't even have room to speak, and he was domineering.

This is indeed the majesty of the great sect, and it is true that it is one thing to say.

Everyone is very busy, how can they be confused because of some trivial things, no matter who is right and who is wrong, it will be decided in a word, and this is the end of it.

As for whether Zhou Xiaozhou is wronged or not, it doesn't matter, after all, he did kill someone, and he was sentenced to 50 years or 20 years, depending on his mood.

If you dare to scold him, you will be sentenced to fifty years.

And as soon as he gave the order, a foundation building disciple behind him immediately walked up a few steps and slapped Zhou Xiaozhou with a wave of his hand.

There was a snap, and a very crisp slap sounded.

Zhou Xiaozhou walked over from the direction of the kitchen, and got closer to them, and the sloppy old man jumped up to rescue, but was immediately stopped by the deacon surnamed Yuan.

"Don't be impatient, don't be impatient, your disciple lacks discipline, Yuan will teach you a good lesson..."

Then he was embarrassed, and suddenly saw that it was his disciple who had been slapped.

Those who can enter the big sect are all geniuses above the middle grade spiritual root, and the big sect also has a set of mature cultivation methods, and the resources are abundant, the disciples of the sect not only have a fast cultivation speed, but they will even take pills such as the Zhenjun Pill to consolidate their cultivation, and all kinds of techniques can also be learned if they want to.

Under such conditions, the strength of the disciples of the small sect is naturally far surpassed, and it is not too much to fight a group alone, how can they be beaten instead?

This result caught him off guard, he felt that his old face was lost, and he said angrily, "Ji Yunyi, what's the matter?" ”

"The master forgives the sin, and the disciple is careless."

This disciple surnamed Ji was very annoyed, he was really careless, he just slapped a kid, and when he was caught, he didn't even dare to hide when he was caught, so he stood and let him fan, let alone dare to fight back.

As a result, Zhou Xiaozhou was not fanned, but received a big slap.

This face is a big shame!

He was furious, and when he raised his hand, a flame rose from his palm, and he slapped it again.

"Die."