"Little doll, you're quite stubborn!" The fat monk didn't know whether to praise or sarcastically said lightly, and then his tone changed, and he asked coldly: "You really don't want to say it?" At this time, his face was full of spring breeze with a smile on his face, but the tone of his voice was cold to the bone.

Mo Xingheng looked at the fat monk in fear. At this moment, he was obviously trembling with fright, but his face showed a strong stubbornness, and his eyes shot a resolute gaze. In his mouth, he asked with righteous words: "Buddhism has five precepts, and the first precept is to kill, does the master want to break the precepts?"

In the face of questioning, the fat monk laughed wildly, and then said disdainfully: "The poor way has always done things as he wants, only depending on the mood, what are the five precepts and eight precepts of the Buddhist family, what does it have to do with the poor way, the poor way wants to kill people, and the poor way wants to restrain the hands and feet of the poor way if he wants to break the rules? hehe, it's a joke!" The fat monk's attitude is very arrogant, and he doesn't take the monk's rules and precepts in his eyes at all, and he looks arrogant as he wants!

"Little doll, you should feel very lucky! I met Poor Dao who was in a good mood today, and I have only been playing with you for so long, if it were according to Poor Dao's usual temper, Poor Dao would have overtaken you!" After the fat monk was arrogant, he changed back to that gentle appearance with a lovely smile, and then said indifferently.

After finishing speaking, his eyes swept around, and he found that there were several layers of people around him again, but this time almost all of them were martial arts people with swords and swords, which couldn't help but make him frown secretly, when did Guilun Mansion suddenly have so many martial arts people? These individuals pointed at him while watching, and they didn't need to listen to it to know that they must be scolding him for not being ashamed. A dignified monk actually bullied a child in public, this is indeed not a glorious and shameful thing. However, he doesn't care about this, he always acts as he pleases, without respect for ethics or morality, and is all based on his temperament.

Hey, if you like to scold, just don't let the poor Dao hear it. The fat monk thought coldly in his heart.

However, just because he doesn't look for other people's troubles doesn't mean that others won't come for his troubles. Among the martial arts people who were watching, there were many righteous people who were not used to seeing him as a bully and a shameless act of bullying the small. These people who claim to be righteous are the most despised of oppressing the weak, lewd and despicable things, and once they encounter them, they will definitely take care of them with their swords and help each other.

"Heh, the fat monk is really a good skill!" No, a voice with a strong sense of mockery suddenly sounded from the crowd.

"Yes, a dignified person who practices martial arts bullies a little hairy child who has not dried up, such a brazen thing, I can't do it even if I cherish the flower Xiushi Duan Wuwei, but this fat monk has done it so grandly, it can be seen that this cheeky ability has reached the peak!" As soon as the former voice fell, the voice of the latter self-proclaimed cherished flower Xiushi immediately picked up, and this person who claimed to cherish the flower Xiushi was obviously a bit literate, and the sarcastic words were subdued and frustrated, elegant and elegant. is worthy of the word Xiushi in his name. It's just that the taunt was more than two or three times stronger than what the voice in front of him said. It is said that those who read books do not scold people without dirty, and they do not see blood when they kill people, which is not false at all.

"What Duan Xiushi said is very true! I am the most angry at the Black Whirlwind Wang Meng, who is not able to bully the small with such a big thing. This kind of bird thing can only be done by a fucking birdman!" As soon as Xihua Xiushi's words fell, another voice sounded. And the voice was very rough, and the words spoken were very coarse. There is a way to listen to his words, watch his deeds, and know his people, thinking that this black whirlwind Wang Meng must be a rough and bold person.

Hearing these three sarcastic and scolding voices, the fat monk's face did not change color, and he still had that happy smile. He bowed his head and made a Buddha salute, chanted "Good", and did not look for the three speakers with his eyes. In fact, with his skill and eyesight, he had already locked his eyes on that person as soon as everyone spoke. Therefore, he had already seen the faces of the three people clearly and determined the direction of the three people. Naturally, there is no need to bother to look for it.

"Wouldn't it be beautiful for the three donors to stand up and let everyone enjoy the demeanor of the three of them!" the fat monk lowered his head and chuckled, and said very slowly. The words are polite, but anyone can hear the meaning of ridiculing the other party as a gutless rat who hides his head and tail.

His sarcastic words immediately angered the three men. So, the three of them came out of the crowd almost at the same time. But it was not only the three who stood up, but also their companions or subordinates.

I saw a pull from the north, the number of people was up to twenty-eight, except for the two people in front of them, the remaining twenty-six people were all dressed in uniform red power suits, covered with a black winter robe, and the chest of the red power suit was tattooed with the same fireball pattern, and the weapons in each of their hands were not common styles such as swords but a strange weapon similar to a fire gun. With such a unique costume, as long as people with a little bit of martial arts knowledge know that they are from the Thunderbolt Hall of Jiangnan Martial Arts. A powerful sect that is good at manufacturing and using firearms to dominate one side, it has stood proudly in the south of the Yangtze River for a hundred years, ranking one of the nine major schools of martial arts!

The two in front of them, the one on the right is of medium height, about forty-five years old, with a thin face, dressed in gray clothes, and a faint soft smile on his face, but if you look closely, you will find that there is a trace of unpleasant gloom hidden in the depths of his eyes. The body stepped back slightly to the left, and it was obvious that the person to his left was taller than him, so this slight difference was revealed in the standing.

The person on the left who was higher was the first person to speak among the three who opened his mouth to mock the fat monk, but seeing that this person was still young, in his early thirties, tall and handsome, but his expression was cold, and at first glance he knew that his personality was cold and arrogant, and he did not like to talk much. Wearing a red and blue dress, the momentum is extraordinary.

The group that came out from the south was also quite a few, a total of 20 people. This group of people is dressed more disheveledly, not as neatly and uniformly as the group in front of them.

In the first place were three middle-aged strong men, all in their forties, and the strong men in the center were dressed in blue robes, tall and clear-faced, with a beautiful goatee under the jaw, and a steel sword in his hand. The strong man on the left is wearing a green robe, with a strong physique, medium height, a square face and a high nose, a face as red as jujube mud, and a pair of deadly vajra weapons in his hand. The strong man on the right is wearing a black robe, short and stout, with a rough face, black skin like carbon, hair like a halberd, and a weapon in his hand is a pair of huge mountain axes, this person is the self-proclaimed black whirlwind Wang Meng.

Although this group of twenty people has nothing in common in terms of clothing and physical appearance, they have one thing in common, that is, their expressions are all happy. This is also the most eye-catching thing about their group.

Again, this is just like the red firearms in Perak Hall, which is actually a symbol of a sect. This sect has a reputation as resounding in martial arts as Perak Hall, and it is also the overlord of one side. It is the Changle Gang, one of the ten gangs of martial arts, a peculiar sect whose purpose is to pursue bliss and reject pain. It has been more than 200 years since the establishment of the gang, the power is mainly concentrated in Guizhou, the gang is headquartered in Quang Ninh Province, and now the gang leader Changle is one of the three elders in the southwest who have outstanding prestige in the martial arts.

The group of people who stood up from the east, that is, facing the fat monk, was the smallest of the three groups, only two. But they are the most eye-catching of the three groups, and they are also the most wary of the fat monks. These two are a loving couple, and they are both extraordinary people. The man was in his early forties, his face was very handsome, he was the most handsome of all the men present, he was tall and tall, with an elegant temperament, wearing a flowing white Confucian shirt, holding a black iron flower fan, and a decent outfit set off his personal elegance more and more conspicuously and richly, looking outstanding, and the women present were almost dizzy!

And the woman next to Duan Wuwei looked less than thirty years old, her appearance was extremely outstanding, her posture was particularly graceful, wearing a set of yellow Luo skirts, and a beautiful hibiscus flower was embroidered on the right shoulder of Luo skirts, looking at it with an indescribable brightness and moving. Such a beautiful woman makes any man feel moved when he sees it. Therefore, nine out of ten of the men present couldn't help but look at her, either directly or peeking.

Even when the fat monk saw the woman for the first time, his heart was full of amazement, and he sighed in his heart, what a beautiful lady, she was born so beautiful, I am afraid that the Buddha will be vain when he sees it!

Such a combination of handsome men and beautiful women is really a perfect match, a pair of fairy couples made in heaven!

"Hey, the fat monk of the Wuna, my black whirlwind Wang Meng has already stood up, if you have any tricks, just use it, my old man will not fall all to the next!" Wang Meng of the Changle Gang was the most impatient, and after standing up, he was the first to open his mouth to call out to the fat monk.

"Hmph, my Thunderbolt Hall has always acted above board, dare to act, how can I do something that hides my head and shows my tail!" The heroic young man who led the Thunderbolt Hall also spoke immediately after the Black Whirlwind King screamed, and said coldly.

And the handsome and handsome Cherish Flower Xiushi Duan Wuwei opened his chest, and his demeanor was so chic, and then he smiled and said: "Although Duan is not talented, he is also a bright and upright person, and he has never done anything that is shameful for his fellow martial artists, such as His Excellency the Fat Monk doing such a 'beautiful' thing, I regret that Hua Xiushi will never be able to do it, it's too difficult! Duan Mou is really beyond his strength!" This Xihua Xiushi is really particular about speaking, even if it is scolding, he must scold elegantly and subtly, and this person is very funny and humorous, and the last paragraph is not only funny, but also pretends to be decent, as if it is true. When everyone saw him, they couldn't help but laugh.

The woman in yellow next to him couldn't help but laugh at him, and said angrily: "Brother Duan, it's really bad enough!" This woman in yellow was already bright and moving, but now she made a coquettish posture with a smile on her face, she was even more glamorous and charming, and she looked at everyone else stupidly for a while. And she was indifferent to the reactions of these people, with an indifferent attitude. Presumably I have seen this kind of scene a lot and become accustomed to it.

Xihua Xiushi only smiled lightly at the woman's actions in yellow and did not respond. But his eyes glanced at her gently, and there was a deep affection in his eyes. And the woman in yellow also looked back at the beautiful flowers with watery eyes. It is a touching picture of strong love and affection.

"Oh, Duan Xiushi, I really can't stand this scene of yours, and I'm tired of goosebumps all over my body!" Soon, a warm and affectionate picture made him break the gong and roar in his voice. What a!

Duan Wuwei was not annoyed by this, he just shook his head and chuckled, looked at the black whirlwind Wang Meng and said helplessly: "Brother Wang is really a straightforward person!" He really maintains an elegant image from time to time, he doesn't directly say that Wang Meng is a rough person, but he says that he is a straightforward person. Same meaning, but different to someone else's ear.

"Hmph, where is this straightforwardness, I think it's obviously vulgar!" Obviously, the temper of the woman in yellow is not as good as that of Xihua Xiushi, and Wang Meng, a rough man, ruined the good thing of falling in love with her lover, which made her very unhappy and provoked her to reprimand her coquettishly.

At this time, the fat monk, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said: "Aren't a few donors not poor and non-existent?" As soon as he said this, everyone's eyes really returned to him. As soon as Fang Cai Hua Xiushi and the woman in yellow appeared, they attracted the attention of everyone in the audience, so that no one paid attention to the fat monk, the central figure of the original incident. However, he did not feel angry because of this, but watched quietly.

Now I just speak out because I am a little impatient in my heart, and I want to solve the matter as soon as possible and get out. He knew that this matter would not end so easily when it developed to such a point, and it was indispensable to make a move with these people, and make moves to weigh each other. That's why he didn't leave quietly when everyone's attention was focused on the two of them just now. First, he disdains to do this, who is his fat monk, when did he do something to sneak away, and second, he can't leave, because there are already three powerful qi machines in the field at the same time firmly locked his body in secret, as long as he moves, he will immediately attract the attack of the three thunderous forces. And he was not sure that he would be able to resist it. So, he decided to think long-term.