There is a kind of person in this world, his characteristic is that he forgets his righteousness when he sees wealth, he is poor and short-lived, he is used to living a hard life, and when he is poor, he throws aside his courtesy, righteousness and shame. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Hao Zhuang is not this kind of person, the two people in front of him can not be afraid of the poisonous gas of the mandala, which is enough to prove that this person's skills are extraordinary.

Abdicating to make way for the virtuous, the capable live in it, it sounds good, but it is a little difficult to do.

The brothers of the Holy Sect all know the roots, and they can change to any of them, but the two people in front of them seem to be five or six, and there is a way that people's hearts are separated from their stomachs, how could he Hao Zhuang gamble with the lives of his brothers.

People are not exhausted, and categorically refused, "You have also seen, there is nothing that can be seen on this mandala mountain except for the mandala flowers all over the mountain, and our temple can not accommodate two big Buddhas, otherwise you two will find another job?"

Liu Hanzhou looked at Li Muyang and asked him what to do.

Li Muyang took out a stack of silver tickets, "I bought this mandala mountain, you change places to live"

"Boy, you're too arrogant, do you know what this place is?"

"Mandala Mountain, take the money when you leave, don't leave behind"

Li Muyang smiled, the smile was terrifying, his hair was windless, and the clods and stones on the ground actually rose.

With a wave of his hand, the stone hit the fulcrum of the thatched house, and the thatched house collapsed.

"His grandmother's, which turtle grandson?"

The smell was stinking, and it turned out that Li Muyang inadvertently destroyed the thatched house that people used for grain reincarnation.

"Who? Which turtle grandson did it? Hey, what are you all looking at me doing? My old bean is going to beat that turtle grandson even if he gives up his body, Wang Fuji, what are you dodging? Did you do it?"

"How can it be me? Uncle Bean, don't talk nonsense, you're about to stink to death, hurry up and wash up, I'll help you"

Wang Bu'er is called a living fan, this is an opportunity, regardless of whether there is a bloody storm or not, hide first.

"Stinky boy, I said it wasn't you! I knew that your kid had a bad stomach, and my old wine turned into urine was also done by your kid?"

"Don't wronged me, it's obvious that the person who pees on your wine altar is Erya"

"Nonsense, Wang Fuji, you wronged me"

Erya was still young and couldn't stand the fact that others had wronged him, so he pounced on him with his teeth and claws to beat Wang Fuji.

When Wang Buer caught it, he slapped Erya's ass and asked sharply, "Have I wronged you?"

"Woo woo woo"

Wang Buer didn't want to fight Erya, the problem was that there were wicked people coming to the door, he was a little bitter, and he was not afraid of no firewood to burn, which was still conscientious, but he still knew to leave the queen for Lao Hao when he ran.

Li Muyang couldn't look down on this deflated acting skills, he stared at Hao Zhuang and waited for him to make a decision.

The Holy Sect hadn't eaten meat for months, and they didn't want to rob their homes and houses, and what kind of ability was it to bully the ordinary people.

Even if they starve to death, they will not bully a cloth cloth, and they are powerless, and they will definitely not do this bullying thing.

Hao Zhuang was very moved, with so much silver, he could set up another mountain to let his brothers live a good life.

People have food and clothing, who wants to run around on the rivers and lakes, and who wants to lick blood on the knife edge?

It's better to act than to move, although this holy sect is rumored to be a demon sect by outsiders, but most of the notoriety is released by themselves.

The way of this world is that three people become tigers, without saying it, spend a few copper plates to ask the storyteller to say this, and the people will spread falsely, good things do not go out, bad things spread thousands of miles, and the name was taken out.

The 100 people have different personalities, and this situation is the first time in the world, and there is no shortage of tigers in these 100 people, and there is no shortage of criminals.

Before Hao Zhuang could answer, Si Yaoqian pinched the waist of the bucket and stood up and scolded: "You don't look at what you are, do you know where this is? This is Mandala Mountain, I haven't heard of the ...... of riding on someone else's neck to."

What Si Yaoqian said was spittle, and after a series of swear words, Li Muyang's relatives were greeted all over again.

"Are you done?"

"What? how is it possible, do you have something wrong with your brain or how to drop it......" Si Yaoqian racked his brains and scolded everything he knew and didn't know, as long as he could scold people.

"Are you done scolding?"

......... A thousand words were omitted from the scolding here, and Si Yaoqian stuck out his tongue and said slowly, "I'm done, you're a fart!"

"Okay, good, it's time for me to finish."

Si Yaoqian plucked out his ears, "You say, I'll listen"

"You go to die!"

Si Yaoqian disdainfully smiled and said, "Come on, who's afraid of whom?"

As soon as his words fell, his body burst with plasma, and he didn't blink his eyes, how could it be?

Such a bloody scene frightened Erya, and she stopped crying, and the whole person was stunned as if she was stupid.

Li Muyang took a step forward, "There are two paths for you to choose, go or die, give me the answer between five breaths"

"One"

"Two"

"Three"

"Four"

"Stop, give us a few days, the ants move the place and bring their belongings, we have to clean up anyway, not to mention the number one hundred and ten."

"Three days, give you three days, and those who don't leave will never go"

"Three days, too little, not seven days."

Hao Zhuang grew up here, everyone is, and he has feelings for this place.

"One day" Liu Hanzhou didn't let Li Muyang open his mouth again, if he continued, these people in front of him didn't have to live anymore, it had nothing to do with him if he didn't die, and Li Muyang's mood would be a big one.

There's a master who goes crazy at any time, and he's also distressed, well, distressed, why can't he have more interesting things.

"One day, how is it possible?"

"Then You Shall All Die"

"Don't, you go down the mountain to see the mandala flowers, I'll take care of it here"

Li Muyang raised his eyebrows and turned to leave, "You are the sect leader, you will deal with it"

"That's nature," Liu Hanzhou smiled and sent him away.

The 100 people led by Hao Zhuang were angry, what kind of thing, I couldn't help but say that it would be okay to break into my own house, you are amazing, we can't afford to provoke it, we hide.

Let's move, okay, let's bow our heads, let's move.

How can this work, the clay figures still have three points of temper, not to mention that they are nothing more than bluffing paper tigers.

Paper tigers are also tigers, so one person will have a chance of winning with one hundred enemies, right?

With such thoughts, Hao Zhuang led the crowd to attack, Wang Buer knocked out Erya, and ran away.

Don't care if you beat it or not, you can't run away first, and then talk about it, if you beat them, someone will naturally look for the mark and find them, and if you can't beat them, you can be regarded as escaping.

Liu Hanzhou took out the phoenix tail piano and plucked the strings and sang the lyrics "Hanzhou sings late to send him away, a song I heard and complained, please don't laugh at the man's tears, there is no soul in the heart, the wind is sad and the soul of the king, don't look back on the Huangquan Road"

At the end of the song, everyone dispersed, and the people of the Demon Sect were fixed there and couldn't move, with an extra layer of wind and frost on their faces, and the breeze swept through like grass mustard returning to dust.

As the sun sets, the warm orange sun spreads all over the land, and the mandala flowers bloom even more delicately and enchantingly under their careful care.

It is like a charming goblin, which releases its charm without scruples in nature, charming and seductive.

Li Muyang was lying in the center of such a grand scene, surrounded by red and white mandalas, boundless blue sky, white clouds fluttering, changing their appearance from time to time, eagles flying by, and night fell.