"Boy, I'll see how long you can sleep!" Hong Zetian clasped his fists and sleeves as he walked towards the bed where Zhuo Yifan was lying on his side. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, Zhuo Yifan, who was lying on his side, did not get up, but was quietly listening to his footsteps, secretly thinking about Hong Zetian, the approximate distance from himself at this time.

"It's really not cleaned up, the kid will eat my punch first!" Hong Zetian, who was stunned and gnashed his teeth, suddenly clenched his right palm, his muscles and bones bulged, and his fist the size of a sandbag flew towards Zhuo Yifan, who was lying on his side.

At this time, Zhuo Yifan, who was lying on his side, for some reason, his face was flushed, like a red veil covering his face by the sunset, and this scene was very weird.

Just when Hong Zetian's fist was about to attack him, he only heard a "poof", accompanied by a burst of smell.

It turned out that this long sound, coming from behind his cocked buttocks, was like a muffled thunder, instantly piercing the sky.

Hong Zetian, who was about to raise his fist, instantly put away his raised fist, turned around and ran, obviously frightened by the unknown muffled thunder and the strange smell of the stench.

Nangong Qingtian, who was not far away, had already jumped out of the door at this time, standing at the door and breathing in the air outside, looking very annoyed.

The disciples guarding the door outside suddenly saw Nangong Qingtian burst out, and saw him like this, they were both surprised and frightened in their hearts, because this situation was something they had never seen before, and their current mood could be described as complicated and diverse.

The second is Hong Zetian, who fled the scene, he followed closely behind Nangong Qingtian, just now he was still dumbfounded, angry, and completely disappeared at this time, leaving only a sad embarrassment and bitterness on his face.

Seeing that the two disciples were looking at him in puzzlement, Hong Zetian hurriedly straightened his face and glanced at them fiercely.

Seeing this, the two quickly tilted their heads elsewhere to avoid adverse consequences.

Seeing that the two knew each other, Hong Zetian did not continue to deter them.

He withdrew his gaze and reached out to fan the spot in front of his nose and mouth to dissipate the unknown smell he had just brought out.

There was a light fan, which made Nangong Qingtian next to him upset and irritable, and he was immediately very unhappy.

Nangong Qingtian said sharply: "Are you still finished?"

Hearing his shouting, Hong Zetian hurriedly stopped his movements, not daring to make another sound.

And the two gatekeepers next to him also lowered their heads and lowered their eyebrows, trembling slightly, and were silent.

Just when a discordant scene occurred outside the door, Zhuo Yifan, who was pretending to sleep, was already tossing and turning on the bed with laughter, leaning forward and leaning back.

There was silence outside for a while, and then I only heard Hong Zetian say in a deep voice: "Sect Master, that kid is really hateful, you wait here, I'll teach him a lesson." As he spoke, he turned around and was about to enter the room.

"Oh, there are so many people outside!" And at this moment, Zhuo Yifan walked out slowly.

When he came to the door, he was just about to step out of the door, when he suddenly remembered that Hong Zetian had warned him that he must not get out of this room, that is, he could not even open the door.

"Oh! I almost forgot, you imprisoned me. He deliberately feigned fear as he retracted the step he was about to take.

Then he said to Hong Zetian: "You see, I didn't step out! I didn't open this door." ”

Hearing his words, Hong Zetian's face turned pale for a while, and he looked at Nangong Qingtian with an uneasy expression.

Seeing this scene, Zhuo Yifan pretended to be surprised and said: "Oh, disrespectful, disrespectful, isn't this the sect leader of the dignified Qingtian Sect!" he hurriedly gestured to Nangong Qingtian: "I can't greet you if I am imprisoned." ”

Seeing Zhuo Yifan talking to him, Nangong Qingtian naturally couldn't ignore it, so he followed his words and said, "Zhuo Gongzi, what you said, you are a guest of my Qingtian Sect, how can you be imprisoned?"

"Guest?" Zhuo Yifan frowned slightly: "You're not joking with me!"

"Presumptuous, how did you talk to our sect leader. Hong Zetian next to him took the opportunity to shout.

"Yo yo yo ......" Zhuo Yifan pretended to be scared and said to Nangong Qingtian: "Look at it, I said that it was a guest, I didn't do anything, just yelled at me like this." ”

"Alas!" he sighed, "I didn't expect this to be the hospitality of the Optimus Sect, and I can be regarded as a teacher." ”

Hearing this, Nangong Qingtian glared at Hong Zetian fiercely, which made Hong Zetian hurriedly bow his head and dare not speak more.

"Zhuo Gongzi, I think you have misunderstood. He stepped forward with a smile and said, "Protector Hong is this temper, he can't speak straight up, he didn't mean that just now." ”

Seeing Nangong Qingtian, he wanted to conquer him in a soft way, he had been kidnapped by other sects before, and he had more or less been taught, and the reason why he treated himself like this was not to take the opportunity to find out the whereabouts of the Blood Drinking Sword.

Regarding Nangong Qingtian's thoughts, Zhuo Yifan had already figured it out.

"According to what you say, Protector Hong has a straightforward temperament, which I can understand. He shook his head and said, "But you can't stop me from going out, and I can't even open the window, isn't this a captivity?"

Hearing this, Nangong Qingtian was slightly stunned, obviously he really couldn't think of a reasonable explanation for this problem.

He frowned slightly in embarrassment, then threw his eyes on Hong Zetian and said, "Hong Protector, you are the party concerned, tell me about it!"

Hearing Nangong Qingtian throw the pot to himself, Hong Zetian couldn't help but be stunned.

"This ......" he paused, his head thinking quickly.

Seeing his melancholy look, Zhuo Yifan deliberately said, "Is it still impossible to protect me?"

Hearing this, Hong Zetian was like an initiation, and hurriedly followed: "Yes! Of course I am protecting you." ”

"Protect me?" Zhuo Yifan pretended to be surprised: "Aren't you a Demon Sect! I'm in the hinterland of your Demon Sect, who can do anything to me?"

In order not to make Hong Zetian too embarrassed, and to take care of Nangong Qingtian's face more or less, Zhuo Yifan gave him the stairs down, and at the same time indirectly buried them.

And Hong Zetian was already in a mess at this time, in order not to let Nangong Qingtian lose face again, he made up nonsense about Zhuo Yifan for a while, and the only purpose was to explain reasonably, in the name of protecting him, not letting him go out instead of imprisoning him.

"Every ...... Every gang has enemies, and our Optimus Sect is no exception, you are a guest invited by our sect leader, and I am the protector of the left and right, so it is naturally my duty to protect your safety. Hong Zetian said this, and his tone suddenly became nervous.

If it had been changed before, someone called the Qingtian Sect a demon sect, he would have severely reprimanded him at the least, and severely punished him, but at this time, he changed his normal state and did not reprimand Zhuo Yifan.

Hearing his words, Zhuo Yifan didn't show too much smile on the surface, but in fact, he was already happy in his heart.

"Oh, I see, then I should thank Protector Hong!" Zhuo Yifan arched his hand.