"Mo Tian, where is Jimo?"

A slightly gloomy shout came from the dark hole, Jimo stretched his waist, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and strode into the hall. "If you want to fight, fight quickly, after beating your Mo Ye, you have to go back to sleep, every day in the middle of the night three watches are woken up by your stupid brother, your Mo Ye is also sleepy and panicked. ”

As he spoke, Jimo gently put his hand to his mouth, yawned, and glanced at the person sitting in the hall and grinned.

People want to face trees and bark, and cheeky people want to be invincible!

Jian Wushuang impatiently beckoned to pull down left and right, no matter what, since he came, he would fight first!

Jimo said secretly, it was redundant to worry about himself. In fact, Jian Wushuang will not really beat Lao Mo, there are many places where the master can be used. If you hurt them, it's not easy to get along. Labor and management are rotten, a pile of mud, come on, let's fight!

Jimo was familiar with the road, lying on the wide bench where he was tortured, waiting to receive the stick.

Outsiders may not know very well that this stick of fire and water is hit on the body, and the three sticks go down, and the skin is allowed to open the flesh.

Five sticks down, the meat tendons can be broken up, very powerful.

After a beating, Jian Wushuang secretly scolded himself: "Others came to the Discipline Hall to pee their pants in fright, Jimo, this little bastard came here as if he came here for a pastime after tea and dinner, and he beat him every once in a while, and in less than a day, he could be alive again, and he was really evil!"

Taking advantage of Jimo's beating on the spot, he can still stop for a while. Jian Wushuang decided to use the means of wind and thunder to fight the old one again!

After Jimo was beaten, he was supposed to untie the rope on the stool, but this time, he didn't loosen the tie after the beating. Jimo had a vague premonition.

Sure enough, Jian Wushuang, who was sitting in the hall, raised his legs and put them on the table, leaned comfortably on the back of the chair behind him, squinted at Jimo slightly, and a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth, "Jimo, don't be complacent, this time the chief manager is not just going to beat you, even the old immortal." ”

Immediately, the man in black slapped his palm on the table, "Mo Tian, are you guilty?"

Jimo was slightly stunned, I rely on it, I can beat me, don't want to trouble the master! Otherwise, the labor management will teach you that this acre of three-point land is restless!

But he heard the person sitting in the hall shout, "Mo Tian, you are not strict in disciplining your disciples, even if your disciples are murderous and evil, the following crimes will be endured by the chief manager for so many years, but I didn't expect it to become more and more intense now." ”

Jimo snorted, you put up with it, but it's a pity that you have beaten the master for so many years.

"Now Jimo's behavior has seriously affected the order of the Forgotten Dust Sect, causing countless miscellaneous disciples to follow suit, the source of all this is because you Mo Tian connived at the inferior disciples, Mo Tian, can you be guilty?"

Jimo touched his nose, although this seemed to be praising him, but why did he feel that it tasted so strange?

Inferior apprentice? Nima's apprentice is an apprentice, and he is still an inferior one! You two brothers are excellent! Excellent, look at the sword surname, labor and management are not rare to talk about you!

"Mo Tian knows the crime, please punish the palace!"

"Very good, since you have confessed your guilt, come on, take down Mo Tian for me, and serve me harshly to set an example. ”

Jimo suddenly jumped to his feet, looked at Jian Wushuang sitting in the hall and shouted, "Jian Wushuang, you tell the master again." ”

Jian Wushuang snorted and smiled, "What, Jimo, you kid want to do something with me?" and then shouted, "Left and right, take Mo Tian for this manager." ”

Jimo shook his head and stared at the black-clothed miscellaneous disciples who were slowly walking from both sides, struggling hard but unable to move at all, he was very anxious in his heart, holding the stool and jumping around, making a very noisy noise. scolded in his mouth: "Old slut, you Tema is too despicable and shameless, untie Lao Tzu ......"

Jian Wushuang looked at the few black-clothed servant disciples who had stopped, and hesitated, after all, it was not appropriate to fight an elder. But after a slight hesitation, he slapped his palm on the table, "Not yet?"

Jimo turned his head and glared at Jian Wushuang, "Old slut, you dare to touch my master's cold hair, Lao Tzu and you are not finished!"

Mo Tian opened his mouth, and finally the corners of his mouth turned into a faint smile, "One hundred and eighth, the number of heavens and earths, the Tibetan Emperor Sutra should also play its role!"

Jian Wushuang straightened up, raised his foot and kicked away the chair, and scolded: "Jimo, are you interesting? Didn't Lao Tzu beat you just now? Why are you born such a cheap blank, and you can't enjoy it once? Come on, fight again! Fight two together!"

"Peng......

Jimo was anxious, knowing that Jian Wushuang was despicable and despicable, insidious and insidious, and his character was so bad that he had no friends, but his words still counted. Basically, he does what he says, especially in his territory, and speaking in the Hall of Discipline is even more true!

Lao Mo was tied to the torture bench, looking at Lao Mo's skinny body, Jimo was so anxious that he didn't choose his words, and scolded: "Jian Wushuang, your uncle, you can't die well if you murder your elders!"

Jian Wushuang is not in a hurry to fight, the two of them are already fish and meat on the anvil, let him slaughter, not in a hurry, play slowly.

Jian Wushuang squatted beside Jimo and said with a smile: "Are you in a hurry? Okay, you shout, 'Chief Wushuang spares his life, I don't dare anymore'! I'll spare him a stick, and if you call ten times, you will spare him ten sticks, this is unfair, what do you think?"

Jimo immediately shouted: "Wushuang is in charge......"

Ten full sounds......

Jian Wushuang is depressed, but what should I do if I don't enjoy it! Say spare my life, you really call it! You are wearing a hard skin that is not afraid of fighting, but you are actually a soft bone, boring, and boring! Jimo Do you have any principles and backbone?

Jimo said again: "After calling the manager, you can let us go!" Master, his old man is not in good health, and if he breaks it, there is an errand for him to do it......

Jian Wushuang wanted to play Jimo with all his heart, but what he got was a result that was very far from his expectations, and he was unhappy in his heart!

Jian Wushuang squatted on the ground again, and said with a sly smile: "Oh, Brother Jimo, I was wrong just now, you have to call 'Grandpa Wushuang spare his life, I don't dare anymore!' I just let him go, how about it, don't you mind if I change my name a little, right?"

Jimo scolded viciously: "Peerless Sword Man, your uncle!"

Jian Wushuang was suddenly refreshed, and the sound of unbridled laughter spread throughout the sky of the entire Precept Hall.

Many handymen saw it, but they didn't dare to do it. The official university crushed people to death, endured it, endured it, endured it to grandma's bridge!

Jian Wushuang suddenly had a pain in his head and was punched heavily. Turned around and scolded: "Which bastard...... Dare to beat Lao Tzu!"

Jian Wushuang saw that the person who did it was none other than Jimo, and his eyes were straight! Nima's rope was not strong, and he knew that he would have been locked with iron chains!

Jian Wushuang didn't know that at this moment, he had already suffered one hundred and eight times of water and fire five-element sticks, and Jimo's body had already been tempered to steel and iron bones!

Jimo's tiger eyes condensed, only an inch away from Jian Wushuang, a punch from the bottom to the top, hit Jian Wushuang's jaw hard, and another punch smashed on the cheek, I don't know how many punches, Jian Wushuang has been beaten by a heavy punch.

Jimo didn't beat the water dog, but raised Jian Wushuang, threw it on his throne, patted the dust and said: "Master, you will lie down first, I have some personal matters to talk about when I find the sword manager!"

Lao Mo smiled and said, it's not that he didn't report it, the time has not yet come! Soak the medicine jar every day, recite the emperor's scripture every day, and take a hundred and eight beatings, it's time to be angry!

Jian Wushuang was already in a mess, and it was said that Jimo, a little minion who was not even Qi Xuan, actually punched him dozens of times. Okay, just let this stinky boy drill Confucius, come and come, draw the next line, and go head-to-head!

The suggestion of heads-up is exactly what Jimo wants.

Jimo was just about to say something to accumulate fighting spirit, but he was directly punched to the nose by Jian Invincible, the blood in his nose was thrown to the ground, and his body fell straight up.

Jian Wushuang slowly withdrew his blood-stained hand, raised his foot and stepped on Jimo's chest, leaning over to look at Jimo, "Jimo, it's okay to be a little self-aware, you are a kid who is less than a layer of Qixuan, you want to do something with the general manager, and you don't pee and take a photo, see if you have that ability." ”

"Phew!" Jimo twisted his mouth, shattered Jian Wushuang's face full of blood foam, and turned his head to look at the roof, "Jian Wushuang, Nima is just Qixuan Triple Heaven, if the master has the strength of the Qixuan Triple Heaven, the master will provoke you." ”

A cold light flashed in Jian Wushuang's eyes, he raised his hand to slowly wipe the blood off his face, and stepped on Jimo's chest again, "Come on, take Mo Tian down to this manager, punish him severely, and there is no need to show mercy." ”

Jimo was almost stepped on by Jian Wushuang's foot, and his head shook unconsciously. Secretly screamed badly, this pretending to be forced to make a big hair, what about the Jedi counterattack and slapping the face? Why does it seem to be a little powerless......

Jimo immediately regretted it, he should have beaten the cheap king to death with his fists, and he had to talk about private matters when he had a lot of things, so he said a fart now! Hearing that he was going to beat Lao Mo again, he immediately stopped doing it, and scolded:

"If you want to beat my master, Jian Wushuang, the master will fight with you. Jimo muttered unconsciously, and slowly put his hands on Jian Wushuang's legs.

"Poof, cough, cough, cough......" Jian Wu's feet slowly exerted force, and Jimo spurted out a mouthful of blood again.

Jimo painfully tapped Jian Wushuang's leg with his hand, and rolled his eyes with difficulty, "Huh!"

Jian Wushuang slowly leaned over and patted Jimo's cheek, "I heard that your kid calls himself a miscellaneous brother, and I also have how much ability you have for you, but I didn't expect this to be the only skill." ”

Then he slowly straightened his body and kicked Jimo's waist, only to hear Peng's sound, Jimo was kicked by Jian Wushuang and flew to the bottom of the hall. Looking at Jimo, who kept rolling his eyes, Jian Wushuang slowly walked to the edge of the seat and lay down comfortably, "Directly bring the torture instrument and execute in the hall." ”

Jimo covered his waist and turned over and leaned on the ground, constantly rolling his eyes, "Jian Wushuang, lying in the groove Nima, fighting is fighting, do you still kick people?"

Jian Wushuang saw that the scene had been re-controlled, and said with a smile: "It's you, Lao Tzu can kill you three times a day, don't fight back, I'm really afraid that I will abolish you by mistake!"

Jimo got up again, and the strong Xiaoqiang was destined to bite back!"You say it again, who do you want to scrap?"

Jian Wushuang pulled out a bench leg from under the table, scolded and walked towards Jimo, scolding: "Shout, Zhen Nima has a hard mouth! Lao Tzu rewards you with a leg!"

Jian Wushuang shone at Jimo's head and pulled it away, boom...... Card rub!

The strength was very strong, Jimo stretched out his hand to block it, and the wooden stick was whipped on his arm, breaking into two......

Jian Wushuang found that Jimo's eyes were a little weird, his pupils were a little dilated, very dark and dark, and the fierce light was revealed, and he immediately lost a few points of fierce and domineering taste.

Jimo turned his head, his bones rattled, Jimo raised his fist, turned his fist into a claw, and blasted towards Jian Wushuang!

Jian Wushuang suddenly saw a hideous and mighty face in the shadow of his fist, and Jimo shouted in his ears! Sharp as a tiger's claw stopped in front of his chest, and the fist wind was like a storm, blowing up Jian Wushuang's body, rolling in the air, soaring, spinning and refusing to descend.

When Jian Wushuang found that he had soared to a height of five or six zhang, he was immediately stunned, and countless screams flew past his ears...... How is it possible! Who is secretly helping Jimo, this stinky boy?

The Tibetan Emperor Sutra is beginning to show its power, or the difference between the immortals, Jimo can throw the sword Wushuang who is three heavens higher than him into the air with a single move, and instantly loses his combat effectiveness, which shows Lao Mo's hard work for ten years, and what a thick pen and ink is where he writes!

Jimo looked at his fists in surprise, he just wanted to hit Jian Wushuang's shameless face like this, he never thought that his dream would come true! Jimo trembled, excited, and couldn't help but try again! Chongtian punched again, Jian Wushuang screamed and screamed in horror and went straight into the depths of the sky...... It took a long time to fall back into the hurricane that was swept up by the fist wind.

Jian Wushuang was already terrified, this was not a fight, it was a dream, it was a nightmare!

I only heard that Jimo's chaotic fist is powerful, and the heart is powerful, this weird fist style, I have never heard of it, the sword is invincible, I will fuck your uncle......

Jimo put away his fist, pointed at Jian Wushuang and said, "Do you accept it?"

Jian Wushuang is also a person with a heart, but it's a pity that his heart can't defeat his strength: "Serve!"

Jimo said: "Damn, immediately write a letter of resignation to the House of Elders, where did you come from, go back!"

Jian Wushuang spread his hands and said, "Senior Brother Jimo, if you have something to say!"

Jimo said: "If you don't want to write, then call Grandpa Jimo twice, and labor and management will spare you immediately!"

Jian Wushuang bit his lip, this kind of frenzied request can only be imagined by a pervert like Jimo......!

Boom!

The fist wind rolled up a corner of dust on the ground again, and Jian Wushuang's eyes closed, 'Jimo ......'

When Jimo heard that Jian Wushuang was really determined to call his grandfather, he immediately covered his mouth and said: "Lao Tzu is afraid of losing his life, so he doesn't want you, a turtle grandson!

Jian Wushuang had long wanted to leave, and the tears of humiliation were already raging......

As soon as he turned around, he was stopped by Jimo, who said: "Remove your brother's bullshit manager from Lao Tzu......"

Jian Wushuang scolded viciously: "Jian Wushuang is a dog, you are a dog, follow the decree of Senior Brother Jimo, and immediately remove him!

Jimo thought about it, but still waved his hand, "Forget it, your Mo Ye is the first brother of the miscellaneous servants, and the miscellaneous chief is already too valuable." ”

Lao Mo smiled, smiling towards the farthest part of the sky. He knew that it was time to leave, the Tibetan Emperor Sutra in Jimo's body had awakened, and the Forgotten Dust Sect was no longer his fetters, but the place where his dream began!

But before leaving, there are a few more things......

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