"Barking?"

The people around were suddenly stunned, and then they all suddenly realized that this fat man was really making something out of nothing.

What bullshit was before, what bullshit favor, is it just a nonsense, this dead fat man is really a big fool, and he has successfully got all of them out of the right course.

After thinking about this, many people laughed again, but laughing and laughing, they all had to admit that this fat man was really talented, and he actually scolded others for being dogs in front of others, and he didn't have a "dog" word in the whole process, the most important thing is that he actually let the white-robed young man listen to him scolding himself willingly throughout the whole process.

"Damn, and this kind of operation?"

Therefore, they laughed, not only because of the stupidity of the white-robed youth, but also because of Mu Guitian's amusement.

Hearing everyone's laughter, the white-robed young man realized that his face was blue with anger, his hands were no longer around his chest, his left hand holding the sword was lowered, his fingers were a little white due to excessive force, the green tendons on the back of his hand were bursting up, his right hand was raised flat above his chest, his index finger was straight forward, and his other fingers were clenched into fists, pointing at Nie Donglai, glaring angrily.

After taking a few deep breaths, he gritted his teeth and said, "You...... You call me a dog?"

Nie Donglai looked dazed and said, "When did I scold you for being a dog?"

He looks as innocent as he is.

The white-robed young man's seven orifices were about to smoke, he pointed at Nie Donglai, then at Mu Guitian, then at Nie Donglai, and finally at Mu Guitian, his eyes glared at Nie Donglai, and said angrily: "He just scolded me for being a dog." ”

Nie Donglai was about to be amused by him, and said with a smile: "Then who are you?"

"I'm Nima. ”

When the white-robed young man saw his grinning teeth, he was immediately furious, and his chest rose and fell violently.

"Hey, why are you still scolding? Don't you know that scolding is a bad behavior?"

Nie Donglai stared at the white-robed young man in disbelief, shook his head slightly, and accused: "I saw that you looked like a human, but I didn't expect that you were actually this kind of person, full of foul language, it was really disappointing to me." ”

His voice was full of disappointment, and if someone who didn't know passed by, he would surely assume that a very responsible brother was teaching his useless brother a lesson.

"You...... You ......"

The white-robed young man's IQ was not particularly high, and he was really not lighted by Nie Donglai and Mu Gui's weather, his heart had already been invaded by anger, and he had long lost the ability to think alone, and now he was criticized by Nie Donglai arrogantly, so for a while, he was speechless and didn't know what to say.

"What? speechless? Then learn to be obedient, if a good person doesn't do it, why do you have to be a dog?"

Mu Guitian put his hand on his forehead and teased very exaggeratedly.

The white-robed young man was furious and said, "What are you talking about? ”

"Idiot!"

Mu Guitian chuckled and ignored him no longer.

"Ahh

The white-robed young man finally couldn't stand it anymore, pulled out the long sword in his hand, and stabbed at Mu Guitian.

was so frightened that the people around him avoided one after another, and the little guy behind him looked at him calmly, with no intention of stopping him at all.

When it was too late, the long sword of the white-robed young man instantly arrived in front of Nie Donglai and Mu Guitian.

Nie Donglai just wanted to speak, but saw the white-robed young man holding a long sword, stabbing straight in, suddenly a spirit, and hurriedly turned sideways slightly, originally he wanted to pull a handful of Mu Guitian, but unexpectedly, Mu Guitian, a dead fat chicken thief, had long avoided it.

"Daddy!"

Nie Donglai scolded secretly in his heart, his body was stunned, he bowed back slightly, and raised his leg with a kick, which happened to step on the wrist of the white-robed young man holding the sword.

The white-robed young man suddenly turned his body away, and the tip of the sword made a 180-degree turn directly, and with a "poof" sound, it was inserted into the ground of the street.

Because he reacted too slowly, the hilt of the sword hit his stomach directly, and the white-robed young man suddenly showed a trace of pain on his face, and his face turned pale, as if he had just been seriously ill.

Nie Donglai was speechless and said, "Are you sick?" I didn't scold you, why are you cutting me?"

The white-robed young man endured the pain and said hatefully, "Who told you two to be in a gang?"

"A bunch?"

Nie Donglai glanced back at Mu Guitian, who was gloating, and said, "Although we are in a group, I don't seem to be scolding you, right?

The white-robed young man was speechless, straightened his red neck, and said forcefully: "Don't talk nonsense, look at the sword!"

Immediately, a long sword pulled out and was inserted in the ground, held it in his hand, and rushed towards Nie Donglai at great speed again, with a great posture of fighting to the death.

"I'll go, do you have a problem with your brain?"

Nie Donglai exclaimed urgently, he really couldn't figure it out, why was this product so persistent? I didn't seem to provoke you.

At this moment, he completely forgot that the reason why Mu Guitian scolded the white-robed young man in a roundabout way was completely because he took his words.

Complaining is complaining, but Nie Donglai's reaction has not been affected in the slightest.

Seeing the white-robed young man's long sword slashing at him, Nie Donglai staggered slightly, dodged his long sword again, his face flashed with a playful light, and then stretched out his left foot and blocked it at the feet of the white-robed young man.

The white-robed young man didn't expect Nie Donglai to react so quickly, and he dodged his attack in an instant, but his whole person was already galloping, and for a while, he couldn't stop the car at all, plus Nie Donglai deliberately mixed him, so he fell straight to the ground of the street.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

With the sound of a long sword falling to the ground, and the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground, the white-robed young man had an intimate contact with the ground, and the whole person and the sword were in the shape of a "one", and smashed on the ground, and there was no movement for a long time.

"Hey, are you alright?"

At first, Nie Donglai thought that he just fell to the ground and didn't pay attention to him, but after about half an hour, the white-robed young man still didn't make any movement, and he was a little worried in his heart, could this thing be a fall to death?

As for Mu Guitian and the group of people around him, they didn't pay attention to the white-robed young man at all, as if they were "hanging high on their own business".

Even, even the young man who looked like a small guy next to the white-robed young man looked interested, staring at Nie Donglai and the white-robed young man, and he didn't want to worry about the white-robed young man at all, as if he didn't know the white-robed young man at all.

Hearing this, the white-robed young man slowly raised his head, struggled to stand up, looked at the people around him, and turned to look at Nie Dong.

Then there was a weak roar: "Ah, I'm fighting with you!"