Chapter Eighty-Five: Scum?

Amid the cheers, Wang Yuanshan walked back with a disgraced face, his gloomy face was blood-red. The hatred in my heart almost crushed a mouthful of steel teeth.

The scumbags of the Jiang family, wait for this seat, and one day discipline you to look good.

"Oh yes, don't forget to remind your lord to fulfill today's bet, grant us a four-day vacation, and reduce our performance by half, I would like to sincerely thank and greet your lord on behalf of the Jiang family who is working tirelessly day and night. ”

Jiang Shenbei made a mock gesture towards Wang Yuanshan's back, and did not forget to make up for an assist, his voice was wrapped in true qi, and the entire Sheephorn Cliff could be heard, and said: "The gambling contract made in front of the public, presumably the Wang family will not break its promise, ......right?"

Wang Yuanshan's footsteps faltered, paused for a moment, and then spat hatefully, and then returned to his camp with a disgraced face, and sandwiched Wang Fan, who was still in a coma, under his ribs with one hand: "Let's go!"

This place, he really didn't want to stay for a moment!

also blames his own young master for not fighting for his anger, and his cultivation in the later stage of qi cultivation will be defeated by a who is a level lower than himself, and this is still in the case of his own secret operation and threat of cheating.

This face is really a big shame!

When the black flag of the Wang family was far away, although the number of people was still the same as when they came, they did not have that kind of noisy and impressive momentum, and the overall atmosphere seemed very depressing.

Under the Sheep's Horn Cliff, there were vigorous cheers from the Jiang family.

Jiang Yifei's figure was lying up and down in the crowd, and was lifted up and thrown into the sky several times, it can be said that the Jiang family can usher in a short respite and today's unprecedented eyebrows, all of which are the credit of this little young master alone.

Looking at the cheerful clansmen, Jiang Shenbei and the eight clan elders stood hand in hand, their faces tense for a long time, and finally they still had a smile in their eyes, and the curvature of the corners of their mouths gradually lengthened a few points.

"Ancestor, what do you think of my beloved disciple?"

Jiang Chengye was also proud at this time, wishing that everyone in the world would know that the warrior who defeated the prince of the Wang family was his apprentice.

Listening to his inquiry, the old man, who was carried and sat on a sedan chair, was so old that it was difficult to even speak, squinted and thought for a long time, and squeezed out four words tremblingly from the cracks in his mouth: "In the future...... Expected. ”

The future is promising.

Jiang Yifei, the future of the Jiang family.

"Look, that's human nature. Kunyangzi complained, "When you are not optimistic about you and misunderstand your incompetence, once you drag down their personal interests, they will trample on you and hate you, and once you win benefits for them, they will curry favor with you and please you." ”

"Human nature has never been unselfish. Xiao Hei also responded softly, agreeing with the apparent words.

......

"Thank you, teacher. ”

On the way back, Jiang Yifei said sincerely.

"Preaching and teaching is the duty of the teacher, why should Fei'er say thank you, just work hard in the future, strengthen my Jiang family, and shine on the lintel, which is the greatest thank you to the teacher. ”

Jiang Chengye, who was walking beside the sedan chair in front of him and bragged to the old ancestor who didn't say a word, watched Jiang Yifei grow up and grew up, and when he heard the apprentice's thanks, he was immediately relieved, straightened his waist at the moment, cleared his throat, and then said with a serious face.

"Thank you for your efforts, today is the result of your own efforts. ”

When Mo Xiaolou's voice sounded, Jiang Chengye's old face twitched a few times at once, and when he turned around, he saw that his beloved disciple was following behind the boy who did not regret it, looking at him with an embarrassed expression, but Mo Xiaolou didn't care about the old man's feelings at all, and preached to other people's beloved disciples: "You have shown your Tao to others, and you have been recognized by the vast majority of people, and you must always persist in the future, don't pay attention to what others think of you." ”

"Boy, I've found that you've been with me for a long time, and you've learned a lot. Kun Yoko's voice sounded in his heart.

"This is called fat for those who are close to pigs, and black for those who are close to ink. Mo Xiaolou replied.

"I understand, old ......" Seeing that Jiang Chengye's eyes gradually changed from embarrassment to anger as he looked at him, Jiang Yifei hurriedly changed his words: "Brother Xin." ”

His apprentice changed the name of someone else to a teacher, how could Jiang Chengye, who had a deep-rooted view of the door, endure it, and strode forward, he wanted to reason with Mo Xiaolou, but the latter didn't look at him, he just thought he was air, and Jiang Chengye was so angry that he was about to squirt out a mouthful of old blood.

"Eh, you see this old bastard is smoking again from your anger. But Xiao Hei was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, so he said angrily.

"Okay, you little brute, your mouth is so unclean, who are you scolding?"

The heat on Jiang Chengye's head became even stronger, and even a little girl was dirty, what kind of system was this?

Xiao Hei's face sank immediately when he heard this, and his big crystal eyes like black grapes were murderous: "Who is the little beast scolding?"

Jiang Chengye was not happy to hear it, the old man has lived a long time and is still afraid of you, a milky little fart child? Without thinking, he blurted out a sentence: "The little beast scolds you!"

Unexpectedly, the little girl who was about to cry angrily with a little blushing face, not only did she not jump like thunder when she heard the words, but she couldn't help laughing all of a sudden, smiling like a flower, like a naughty little fairy, with a long braid in the shape of a scorpion tail, clapping her hands and laughing: "Hahaha, that's right, it's the little beast who scolded me." ”

Mo Xiaolou rarely accosted in front of Jiang Chengye: "Obviously a lot of age, he still claims to be a little beast, the elder is so humble, he is really a model for my generation." ”

"You!"

Jiang Chengye was stunned for a moment, but he could be regarded as thinking that he was in the way of this little demon girl, and he was so angry that his beard floated up on the spot, and the whole person was trembling violently.

"Hmph, scum, scum, there are really a bunch of evil demons around you!"

Seeing the strange glances from others, Jiang Chengye couldn't help but not get mad after all, and after spitting hard, he walked away angrily with disgust on his face, trying to get as far away as possible from this pair of scum brothers and sisters.

"Scum?"

Listening to the old guy's scolding, Mo Xiaolou savored it, "Well, being called a scum, it looks like a ......"

The corners of his mouth raised during the words: "It feels pretty good." ”

"Huh. Kill all the way, you scum, kill out of Middle-earth, kill all the Nine Heavenly Clans, and then kill all the way to the Heavenly Temple!"

Kunyangzi smiled and echoed,

"One day, you will take off the clothes of that saint and take off the crown of the human emperor!"