Chapter Ninety-Six: Our Representative—Si Ming Xingjun
The aura around Ziyi began to change, and the most obvious thing was that the clothes on his body were agitating~ The muscles like tree roots burst open!
Chen Bo didn't want to resist hard, he jumped towards Si Ming Xingjun, "In this first game, it wasn't me who was sent by our team!"
Abominable ridicule! Ziyi was so angry and sad, this was the first time he had been so aggrieved, how could he meet such an immortal envoy? Such a shameless, so shameless, so insidious and cunning, such a ...... It's not like an immortal envoy representing the heavenly court!
Ziyi felt like he had been stuck several times after accumulating his strength several times, it was really like eating a lump of Xiang, "Fight!"
Chen Bomeng patted Si Ming Xingjun, "Si Ming, it's time for you to show your manhood!"
Si Ming Xingjun raised his eyelids lazily, his expression was confused and wise, people who knew Si Ming Xingjun must think that he had entered a role in a TV series again!" There are some things I haven't figured out yet. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"
This lazy and noble person is really Si Ming Xingjun? Now is not the time to think about these indifferent things! That five-grade purple cloth is already excited and wants to kill someone! Chen Bo pinched Si Ming Xingjun's big thick arm, "Si Ming, now is not the time to think about the problem, wait for the matter to be solved here, let's think about the problem together!"
Ziyi looked at Chen Bo himself babbling into the air, as if begging for help or something, and in an instant, all the doubts that had just been suppressed by anger came, and the doubts about Chen Bo's background that he had just thought about for a long time came out!
"Let me think about it. Si Ming Xingjun held his cheek with one hand, thinking very fascinated.
"Si Ming Xingjun! now is not the time to be willful!" Chen Bo was startled, the unreliable Si Ming Xingjun can't be unreliable to this extent, right? This is selling teammates, right?" "You are like this, we can easily become friends!"
"Huh?" Si Ming Xingjun has been exposed to a lot of new words recently, "You mean, the boat of friendship will capsize?"
"Yes!" Chen Bo nodded solemnly, "The boat of our friendship, if you don't maintain it well, it will be overturned!"
"Okay then!" Si Ming Xingjun put Tushan Nuan Nuan in his arms on the ground, and then showed his figure, "To what extent?"
"Even his own mother doesn't know him!" "The wolf and Qingyu Gege waved their flags and shouted on the side!
Ziyi was stunned for a moment when he saw the muscular man appearing in front of him! Not because the way he appeared was too special, nor because his figure was too scary! But because Ziyi was too familiar with this man!
Ziyi never thought that he would see Si Ming Xingjun again in this life, the immortal who regarded it as a joke to entertain him when he was occasionally bored!
"Good. After Si Ming saw Ziyi's words and demeanor, he didn't know why, he had an urge to hit him, and he seemed to be very disgusted with this feeling of Ziyi in his heart, and it seemed to be very familiar, in short, all kinds of complications caused Si Ming to be very confused, he thought about it, he had come into contact with too few goblins!
"It can't be too cruel. Chen Bo shook his head, "After all, we are the Heavenly Court of Representatives! We still have to save some face for him! In short, we must make sure that he is alive!"
"Hmm. "Si Ming Xingjun is particularly concise and to the point.
Ziyi instantly figured out some things, and felt even more confused, could it be that Si Ming Xingjun remembered what happened before? No! If Si Ming Xingjun remembered the previous things, then it would not be the current situation, either Si Ming Xingjun treated him the same as before, very cordial and with a hint of stammering; or, if Si Ming knew the truth, he would have to let him be crushed!
Is it just a coincidence? Ordinary people would think so, but Ziyi would never do it! The last thing Ziyi believed in in this life was a coincidence!
"Wait a minute!" Ziyi stretched out his hand, "Little Immortal Envoy, it doesn't seem fair to you to compete like this, right?"
"No, I think it's fair!" Chen Bo is very serious and confident.
"Hehe, little immortal envoy, I'm just a fifth- or sixth-grade cultivator, you let the third-grade Si Ming Xingjun come to discuss with me, where does this come from?" Ziyi was filled with righteous indignation, as if he really represented justice.
"No!" Chen Bo explained very seriously, "Si Ming Xingjun's cultivation of the three grades came from his upright cultivation! We are originally hostile, and there is no need for Xingjun to suppress cultivation! We are not stupid!"
Poof-I want to vomit blood! Ziyi was dumbfounded by Chen Bo with what he had just said!
"Also," Chen Bo added in a friendly manner, "This is just a competition, and the absolute point is up to it! After all, you are a person from the demon world, and I still have to give this face to the demon world!"
Poof--I'm really going to vomit blood!Ziyi was slapped in the face again!
"Let's start!" Chen Bo greeted and quickly stepped back!
Si Ming Xingjun hasn't done it for a long time, and he can't tell the weight very well, so he can only test it little by little, how can he fight it?
Ziyi had just conducted a large wave of psychological warfare, if it was hand-to-hand combat, he would definitely not be able to defeat Si Ming Xingjun, but he knew Si Ming Xingjun, so if he wanted to win, he could only outwit him! "Wait a minute!"
"Wait for your sister, wait!" Chen Bo waved his hand, "Si Ming Xingjun, fight!"
"Dry daddy!" Tushan's little face was full of excitement, haha, it was the first time he had seen a battle of this level when he grew so big! Hahaha, it seems to be even more refreshing if it is a group fight!
When Si Ming Xingjun heard Chen Bo's shout, he didn't pay attention to Ziyi's "Wait a minute", he directly used a fixing technique to fix Ziyi's body in place, and then easily blocked Ziyi's mouth again, and then slapped it over!
Tushan Xuexue tugged at the corner of Chen Bo's clothes, covered her eyes with her little hands all of a sudden, and then looked at the scene of abuse and sec killing through the big fingers, and only looked at the time of a dozen slaps, four or five legs, and seven or eight fists, and saw that the purple clothes appeared in their original form, "Huh?"
Ziyi really had to show his original form! Although Si Ming Xingjun looked like his fist was hitting him, and he didn't let out any roar, the aftershocks after the fist hit down were deep to the bones! That was the fist of Zheng Sanpin! That was the existence that could shatter a mountain with one punch!
Ziyi had long felt that his bones had been cracked in many places, and because of the pain, the scene of the battle of wits and courage that he had thought of could not be carried out, and his body only appeared in its original form out of instinct!
"Huh?" Tushan Xuexue looked at the fox with purple fur all over his body and a fist on his neck, "Immortal Envoy, why do I think he is so similar to my uncle?
Chen Bo was holding the blood-red little fox turned into Tushan Xuexue, his brain was a little cramped, to be honest, how did he think that all foxes looked the same......