Chapter 85: Punishment of Evil

Is this guy stupid? Zhao Dapeng thought. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

I've released the coercion of the Jindan period, can't they all feel it?

The white-faced young man was looking at Zhao Dapeng with a dark face at this time, as if he had been wronged.

"You, you didn't hear what I said, and you laughed. What's so funny, good, good, you're good, don't run away if you have a kind. The white-faced young man said.

Zhao Dapeng also smiled and said, "It seems that you have done a lot of bad things, and I really can't say anything if I don't clean you up today." ”

This reason, the group of recruiters thought, this reason is a little too far-fetched.

The white-faced boy finally smiled and said, "You are finally willing to strike first." ”

His subordinates pulled his clothes with their hands and said, "Childe, it seems that they are not afraid of your status as the sect master. ”

The white-faced boy also woke up to the fact that he had already played out the identity of the sect master's son, why did they dare to beat me?

Could it be that they were trying to hit me and run away?

It's so beautiful, they!

So he said, "Don't think that if you beat me and run away, it will be nothing. My father, but the cultivation of the second layer of the foundation, no matter if you escape to the Yunyu Realm, in that small corner, you can't escape my father's pursuit. ”

Zhao Dapeng also felt a little bored when he heard it, and he kept muttering, ignoring him, he still had to be scolded, and this person still couldn't fight if he didn't fight.

So Zhao Dapeng pointed to one of his subordinates and said: "You go and slap him fifty, you must beat him, and he can't even speak clearly." Also, call his father over and teach such a son, and the sect master doesn't have to be it. In the end, he ruined his father's Doji. ”

The subordinate replied, slightly surprised by Zhao Dapeng's attitude.

Walked straight to the white-faced boy.

The white-faced boy saw Zhao Dapeng's men coming over viciously. He was also shocked when he had encountered such a thing.

Before Zhao Dapeng's subordinates asked him to find the father on the second floor of the foundation, he took out the communication jade talisman in a panic, and said to the other side with a half-crying voice: "Father, come quickly! There is a group of blind monks who want to kill me, and if you don't come again, you will never see your living son again." ”

Zhao Dapeng's subordinates sneered, it was very cool at the beginning, but now it's a coward!

I've wanted to hit him for a long time!

The subordinate grabbed the white-faced man's collar with his left hand and lifted the white-faced man up.

The right hand slapped the white-faced man's face fiercely.

The two little followers hurriedly went to save their master, Zhao Dapeng's men waved their hands, and they fell out I don't know how far, lying on the ground wailing.

It seems that the white-faced boy's father still loves him a lot. After a while, a middle-aged man with a white face. came to Zhao Dapeng.

This middle-aged monk, when he saw Zhao Dapeng and them, his heart was not good, as a monk on the second floor of the foundation, he naturally felt that Zhao Dapeng's cultivation was unadorned.

The second layer of Jindan must have encountered a big man, and at present, there is only such a high-level cultivator in the Yunyu Sect.

Then the middle-aged monk thought.

When the white-faced boy saw the middle-aged man coming, he said in his heart, he was saved, this group of wild monks, if they didn't let them taste the nine tortures he invented today, he would change his surname to Wang Ba.

He whined at the middle-aged monk. It turned out that this white-faced boy had been beaten into a pig's head, and he didn't know how many teeth he had lost, and no one could hear clearly.

The so-called knowing son Mo Ruo's father, the middle-aged male monk naturally knows the meaning of the white-faced son.

But it can't be helped.

The middle-aged man walked up to the white-faced man and said, "Evil obstacles, go outside all day long to make trouble for me." He still doesn't kneel down to make amends to this lord. ”

The middle-aged man looked at the white-faced boy with a demented look on his face and forced him down. He knelt right in front of Zhao Dapeng.

The white-faced boy seemed to have been wronged. looked at Zhao Dapeng with wide eyes, and attracted a scolding from the middle-aged man: "Evil obstacle, I collided with an adult from Yunyu Sect, giving birth to you is really my sin in my previous life." ”

The monk who slapped the white-faced boy glanced at Zhao Dapeng, and Zhao Dapeng nodded to him.

The monk also nodded, and then said to the middle-aged man, "You don't have to apologize, it's not a good thing to look at you, but our sect master is magnanimous." ”

When the middle-aged man heard this, he was secretly surprised, this was the sect master of the Yunyu Sect. When I heard the magnanimity, my heart fell slightly.

But the monk who slapped the white-faced boy in the face continued: "Death crimes can be avoided, but living crimes cannot be escaped. The old guy abolished the Dao Ji and gave up the position of the sect master of the Songyang Sect. White-faced boy, for the sake of him being a mortal, our sect master doesn't care. ”

Zhao Dapeng also praised this monk in his heart, he has a dog-legged demeanor!

The white-faced son's father, when he heard this, his heart was also cold, and he said: "Sect Master, please let us father and son go, we don't know that you are the Sect Master, otherwise we would not dare to provoke you by borrowing our ten guts." ”

When Zhao Dapeng heard this, he was immediately dissatisfied.

said: "If it's not us, you can mess with it?"

The middle-aged man said, "No, we will never rely on our identity to do evil in the future." ”

Zhao Dapeng said flatly: "It's late." ”

Then he said to his men, "Behead him Doki." ”

Zhao Dapeng's subordinates were not ambiguous, and a spell hit the middle-aged man.

The aura overflowed from the middle-aged man.

After seeing it, Zhao Dapeng didn't look back, and walked away with a group of subordinates. Not a single piece of dust was raised.

The middle-aged man regretted it for a while, blaming him for not teaching him strictly, turned his head, and slapped the white-faced boy in the face.

The face that was originally swollen was even more swollen after being beaten, and the middle-aged man saw the white-faced man's painful teeth.

I also felt uncomfortable in my heart, and the middle-aged man laughed at himself and said that it was because he doted on him so much that he took him badly.

After thinking about it, his heart was crossed, and he scolded fiercely, "You are a loser, you are a wicked obstacle, if you don't kill your son, are you unwilling?"

The white-faced boy shook his head again and again, and a whining sound came out of his mouth.

"Go back and confine me for three years, when will your arrogant and domineering personality change, and when will you come out. You know what?"

The white-faced boy had never heard his father scold him, and this time he thought that his father was really angry.

I was also scared in my heart, and I didn't dare to refute it, so I nodded again and again.

......

And Zhao Dapeng and the others did not see this scene, they left the Great Song Dynasty in the flying wooden kite.

Next, Zhao Dapeng and that group of recruiters went to several great dynasties in a row, and accepted nearly a thousand disciples in total.

Only then did Zhao Dapeng return to Yunyuzong, leaving those recruiters behind and letting them recruit themselves.

Along the way, the little white dragon also saw the customs of the land world.