"Luo Xiaoyun, Luo Tianxiang, Wang Gang, Xie Tingting. ”

The four disciples of the Luoyan Sect whose names were ranked behind Luo Fengyang didn't have time to respond.

As soon as they raised their hands and shouted out a character, Zhu Dadan had already finished reading the day, turned around and retreated behind Mu Qi.

Zhu Dadan showed his partiality to his family in front of the disciples of the Luoyan Sect to the fullest.

Wang Gang, a disciple, just listening to the name, is an upright tough guy image.

This cargo is also growing well, more than two meters tall, and it is full of muscle bumps.

Compare him with Zhu Dadan, no matter how he cultivates, just from the perspective of physical fitness, it is not necessarily who can cry.

"Senior Brother Zhu has gone too far!" Wang Gang stood up very prickly and looked at Zhu Dadan with a troublesome gaze.

"It's just that it's too inauthentic, just reciting a name is perfunctory, and I don't take the people of our Luoyan Sect in my eyes at all. Luo Tianxiang looked like a sharp-beaked monkey gills, and when he saw that Wang had just come out on their side, his eyes rolled, and he followed him to add oil and vinegar.

Xie Tingting is a very shy little girl, and this kind of unfair treatment that can be easily understood makes her smile white.

She seemed to have thought of something terrible, cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and she muttered: "It's broken, it's broken, why did the sect master throw us out and let people from other sects conduct training, doesn't he want us?"

It must be, the sect master assigned to the Qingyun Sect, the bad disciples who were the most disobedient, the most able to gossip, and the most able to eat.

But just now, Senior Brother Zhu of the Qingyun Sect, when he read his name, there was obviously a distinction in treatment, which showed that Senior Brother Zhu didn't like to see us very much.

Senior Brother Zhu is the high-level of the Qingyun Sect, and Senior Brother Zhu's attitude represents the attitude of the Qingyun Sect.

Isn't it the end of our being kicked out of the Luoyan Sect, and we are about to be abandoned by the Qingyun Sect again?!"

The scene on Luo Yanzong's side became more and more chaotic, especially Wang Gang, who directly tore off his shirt, showing his muscular beauty, and raised his eyebrows to provoke Zhu Dadan.

These young disciples are the most top-notch treasures in the Luoyan Sect.

Luo Fengyang's identity as the eldest young master, in front of these treasures, the deterrent effect is actually not great.

"Luo Xiaoyun, don't stand there and pretend to be cool, come and help me persuade them. Luo Fengyang's gaze looked at Luo Xiaoyun standing on the very edge.

If you want to say that Wang Gang, Luo Tianxiang, and Xie Tingting are the little treasures of the Luoyan Sect, then Luo Xiaoyun is the super invincible baby of the Luoyan Sect.

He is only fifteen years old this year, but he is already a cultivator of the innate eighth stage.

The cultivator of the innate eighth stage, placed on the boundary of the Nanling Division, can be regarded as a strong man who can shock a city.

The most critical point is that Luo Xiaoyun is only fifteen years old, if nothing else, by this time next year, he will be able to become the top powerhouse of the Grandmaster Realm, and his prestige will resound throughout the Nanling Domain.

This handsome young man, looking up at the sky, his nostrils facing Luo Fengyang, asked in a childish voice that saw through the red dust: "Senior Brother Fengyang, do you feel it?"

"What?" Luo Fengyang was puzzled, he knew that Luo Xiaoyun had a very high deterrent power in the team of these little babies, and he just wanted him to help manage discipline.

He didn't let Luo Xiaoyun ask him some strange questions.

"The breath, the breath of the strong. Luo Xiaoyun finally stopped looking at people with his nostrils, and with a pair of eager eyes, he looked at Mu Qi not far away.

His pupils emitted a blazing heat, and his two nostrils took a deep breath quickly, pointing at Mu Qi and said, "Fifteen years, since I was five years old, since I entered the cultivation of the Luoyan Sect, until now, I have never met a man who can be on a par with me in terms of appearance and potential temperament.

But now that you are, and standing in front of me like this, I can sense that you are my kind. ”

Mu Qi wanted to complain, what kind of strange things came out of the Luoyan Sect.

A narcissistic muscular man who shows off his figure, a chattering mouth, an imaginative brain supplement patient, and a middle school second teenager who looks at people with his nostrils.

"Are you frowning because after I sensed you, did you also recognize that we were the same kind?" Luo Xiaoyun seemed to be very entangled in the topic of the same kind, and asked Mu Qi.

Similar...... I remember that Tang Zhiruo also talked to Mu Qi about this topic.

Mu Qi looked at Luo Xiaoyun, the second middle school boy who grinned at the back of his head in his eyes, and his eyes were dull.

He would rather accept that he and Tang Zhi are the same kind than allow himself to be the same kind as Luo Xiaoyun.

Mu Qi covered his head with a headache, he had no experience in dealing with abnormal humans.

Now in front of him is not one, but four abnormal guys.

At the moment, this situation made him really feel big.

"Come on, do it, my kind.

Because we're of the same kind, there's a common understanding that only the strongest will survive, right?"

Luo Xiaoyun saw that Mu Qi's action of covering his head was very handsome, and he also learned to raise his hand to cover his head, and bent his knees down at the same time, and said lonely: "Actually, we don't need the same kind at all, loneliness is our normal state, between us, one of us must fall, and sleep in this world forever until it turns into dust." ”

Luo Tianxiang was still talking to himself, but when he heard Luo Xiaoyun's middle two quotations, he immediately stopped his mouth, patted Wang Gang's buttocks, and said, "Okay, okay, don't show off your figure."

Luo Xiaoyun wants to have a life-and-death duel with that guy named Mu Qi, and now we have a good show. ”

"Ah, Senior Brother Xiaoyun is unwilling to be abandoned by the sect, and intends to rebel against the Qingyun Sect.

After defeating the Qingyun Sect, will you defeat the Luoyan Sect, and lead a few of us poor people who have been abandoned to establish a new sect force?" Xie Tingting said with an excited expression on the side.

Luo Fengyang didn't expect that the situation would develop to such a point.

These little babies usually stay in the secret realm handed down by the ancestor of Luoyan to practice, and they don't know the strength of Mu Qi at all.

The grim-looking man standing in front of them could destroy them with a single finger.

"No, Brother Mu, his cultivation brain is not good, don't take it seriously. Luo Fengyang forced himself to squeeze out an expression that was more ugly than crying, and said to Mu Qi.

"It's okay, I'm not going to bother with them. Mu Qi suddenly thought of how to deal with these guys, and smiled at Luo Xiaoyun: "If you want to turn me into dust, then do it." ”。

Luo Fengyang just breathed a sigh of relief, and listened to Mu Qi instigating Luo Xiaoyun to make a move, and his legs were weak in fright.

Luo Xiaoyun really wanted to make a move on Mu Qi, maybe he would be slapped to death by Mu Qi.