The phrase "I am the successor of socialism" choked on the shirt man and couldn't say half of the sentence.

"Just wait. He pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray on the table and reclined on the couch and grunted.

Ling Bai glanced left and right, and said in a low voice, "The sect leader's matter is over, it's time to sing." ”

"Huh?"

"I said, it's time for you to sing. ”

"........." shirt man.

.........

The song "Deep Love and Rain" made Ling Bai fascinated, and he was really unseemly.

The man in the shirt endured the pain and finished singing, and said apologetically: "The injury has affected the state a little, so let's sing two more songs for you." ”

The atmosphere in the room was enlivened by his singing, and the row of women in short skirts sitting on the sofa were also very discerning, and they all smiled and stepped forward to toast Ling Bai.

The warbler and the swallow, the coquettish voice, the plump, the breast, the fat, the buttocks, is indeed a gluttonous feast on the facial features.

"Amitabha, poor monks are not close to women. Ling Bai pushed away the women who were squeezing up one by one.

I already have 30 packs of betel nuts at home, why do I have to come out to eat 5 pieces?

If you have seen a good one, you will naturally have poor immunity.

Regardless of their head-scratching posture, Ling Bai remained unmoved.

The door opened silently, and a young man who looked like a man in a shirt walked in.

The man in the shirt was shocked, hid his face and cried bitterly: "Brother..... Someone bullied me. ”

"....." Ling Bai.

"Why embarrass an ordinary person as a fellow martial artist?" the young man who came in looked calm, his gaze looking directly at Ling Bai.

"Hehuan Sect Inheritor?" Ling Bai glanced at the person who came, and did not call him the head of the Hehuan Sect like the shirt man, the other party's cultivation was only at the fifth order of the Little Star Rank, and he had just awakened the inheritance, so he really couldn't afford to say that he was the leader.

"Hehuan faction, Guo Ziang. ”

"If you don't see Chu Yuxing in your life, you can call Chu Yuxing a hero in vain. ”

"You are Ling Bai. Guo Ziang corrected.

"Have you seen me?"

"I have a good memory, many ordinary people are on the hot search, maybe they were very popular at the time, but they will be forgotten in the end, but it is just a flash in the pan. But you, the longer ones are more distinctive. A hint of fiery intent flashed in Guo Ziang's eyes.

Ling Bai didn't understand the meaning in his eyes, the heat was ....... gay？

"You really shouldn't come. ”

"Oh? Why?"

"You're coming, you're going to die, I can't keep you! Even though I admire your looks, I can't keep you. ”

"Is it the Sect Master?" Ling Bai asked with a smile.

Guo Ziang shook his head, "Maybe it's a bit hurtful to say this, but you don't deserve the sect leader to take action personally." ”

"So, you?"

Guo Ziang shook his head again, and he seemed very calm from beginning to end, like a calm lake, without waves.

"It was originally me, but after seeing you, I knew that it was not an opponent. That's why the Hall Master of the Torture Hall, who was going to kill you, came. He turned sideways slightly, and a black shadow appeared behind him, as if manifested out of thin air by a shadow, and the cold killing machine was naked and undisguised.

Everyone was silent, as if they were being pointed at with a sharp sword, and their whole body was cold, and they didn't dare to move.

Ling Bai felt this feeling deeply, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he quietly looked at the black shadow in front of him.

The other party turned out to be a cultivator of the middle star position!

Crossing a realm brought him an unprecedented sense of oppression.

"You, damn it!" the dark shadow gradually revealed its physical appearance, similar to an assassination technique that turned into a shadow.

This is a young man with a pale face, his pupils are gray, as if he is indifferent to everything in the world.

After saying that, the young man moved very simply, the speed was extremely fast, it was difficult to see with the naked eye, the cold light flashed, and the light was close to the chandelier overhead.

Phew,

Ling Bai didn't have time to react, and he couldn't react at all, his consciousness couldn't keep up with the opponent's attack at all.

There was a numbness on the neck, and a white scratch appeared from the skin.

"How...... Maybe?" The pale young man's face was shocked, the other party was obviously just a rookie of the fourth order of the Little Star Rank, and his killing style didn't even cut his throat? What a terrifying physical power this was!

"It doesn't seem to be much different from what I expected. Ling Bai's faint voice sounded.

The reason why he has such an unscrupulous behavior is not to show off in front of people. Instead, he wanted to try how much power was left in his body and how strong he could be against a person whose cultivation was strong, which was undoubtedly a bold temptation.

The more cautious will not dare to gamble with their lives, because there are too many variables.

In case the remnant mind does not protect the master, in case the immortal slashing flying knife envoy in his body does not move, in case Shu Zhihe's soul is indifferent to his life and death.........

So, what should he do?

Fortunately, Ling Bai was sure of one thing. After the bloodline awakened, his physical strength had already leapt above the middle star level.

Thin blood streaks oozed out of the skin, but it quickly stopped, and the blood line was so small that it was even negligible, such an injury was equivalent to the blood that he made out by picking his nails too hard, and it didn't hurt or itch, or even ....... It also feels a little cool.

Guo Ziang looked at Ling Bai who was leaning on the sofa in shock, and then looked at the young man with a pale face, his eyes turned back and forth, and finally fixed on the young man. He knew too well what the master of the torture hall meant, this person practiced killing techniques, was in charge of the punishment of the Demon Sect, and his means were all over the sky.

In particular, he had only awakened for a month, and his cultivation had reached the middle star position, and even the sect leader valued this kind of talent extremely much.

The miserable white young man squinted slightly, and his voice was a little hoarse, "It turns out that there is a layer of turtle shells on his body." ”

After a pause, his voice sounded again, unhurried, as if he was talking to himself: "When I was a child, my favorite thing to watch was kung fu movies, especially interested in the horizontal kung fu of the golden bell hood iron cloth shirt, and I felt that it was not cool to be invulnerable." It wasn't until after I awakened the inheritance that I realized that it was ridiculous, I used to be ridiculous........ It's just a hard shell. ”

Ling Bai's face was calm and unmoved.

There is a saying that if you can't eat grapes, you can say that grapes are sour.

Because it didn't achieve the expected effect, so, annoyed and angry, began to talk high?

He still remembers the scolding war between his classmates when he was a child, and at that age there were no words like greeting his mother, and the swearing words were nothing more than those few words of personal attack. "You're ugly", "You're short", "You're black...... Etcetera.

The miserable white young man in front of him was like a child, and after being bullied by Ling Bai's children, he could only cry and say, "Ling Bai, you are so ugly."

can really say that Ling Bai is ugly, and it is impossible for the dozen or so young and beautiful girls in short skirts present to agree.

Isn't this talking nonsense with your eyes open?

So, what's the point of saying that it's a turtle shell if you can't hurt others!

"Then, what can you do with me?" Ling Bai looked straight ahead with a faint smile on his face.