As the footsteps of the classmates in the dream approached step by step, everyone's faces were covered with dark clouds, as if they were going to rain heavily. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

A great war is coming.

Here, let's count the number of people, the old Changzhi team is missing Bukong, one out of ten is missing, the captain of the Shen family's team is heroic, one of the eight is missing, a total of 16 people, well, it is also a big force.

It stands to reason that such a force is better than many small sects on the rivers and lakes, facing the dream classmate alone, everyone rushed up, pulling the legs, pulling the hair, pulling the arms, it is estimated that the dream classmates can be quickly messed up, and then continue to eat and drink.

In reality, however, this is not the case.

When the battle showed that it was about to break out and entered the countdown, Huo Ran did not rush up, but dispersed in a hurry.

There was a big uproar, and they fled in a panic, and the stools, chairs and tables that were knocked down were unknown, as if the people who were hiding from the famine were eager for their parents to have a few more legs, and fled in a panic.

Among the sixteen people, only Lao Chang was left without moving, and he stood there, the expression in his eyes was not disdainful, but sad.

It's the reputation that is tiring.

How he wanted to be like everyone else, run away without shame, but he couldn't!

Chang Wuxin is a very famous celebrity.

A person who is so famous, running away from the battle, like, well, it seems that the image is not quite right, isn't it?

Just imagine, if he runs away in front of so many spectators tonight, regardless of his face, even if his running posture is more handsome than the Supreme Treasure, what he will get is bound to be not the praise of the Zixia Fairy, but the rotten eggs of the audience.

It is important to know that celebrities are public figures, and the task on their shoulders must be to promote full of positive energy, rather than create something negative and misleading the public.

At this moment, it is estimated that Lao Chang is scolding the street in his heart: Your sister, who made me so famous, didn't it clearly let me die?

Classmate Meng just looked at Lao Chang alone, his appearance was obviously conveying a message from Lao Chang: among the sixteen people, only Lao Chang is a big fish, and the rest are just a handful of small fish and shrimp, catching this big fish is enough for a meal, and the other small fish and shrimp are gone, and there is nothing to worry about.

Lao Chang's hatred, seeing one by one, uh, is a little friend regardless of friendship and righteousness as birds scattered and fled, he was very unwilling to shout, raised his leg and kicked over the table, the ghost head knife waved - well, maybe some classmates will ask, all say that Lao Chang is so famous, why do you just use the ordinary ghost head knife? This point, for a while, it is more difficult to say, perhaps, turnip greens have their own love.

Anyway, Lao Chang held his ghost head knife high, stuck to the kicked table and followed closely behind, rushing towards classmate Meng, in this way, the upturned table was like a shield erected in front of him, which could resist classmate Meng's first blow, and then seize the opportunity to fall down!

Good!

To be able to make such a swift and strategic move in such a short period of time is indeed a man of great fame!

Meng couldn't help but nod in approval.

However, it is one thing to praise and another to kill.

It's like the goddess is very appreciative of your thoughtfulness, but in fact, many times, it just means that she approves of your behavior, and never accepts you as your lover because of it.

Yes, Mr. Dream did not change his original intention.

His body moved, rushing forward like a leopard.

Meet!

The desktop slammed into the body of the dream classmate, split into two halves and flew out, and the old ghost head knife slashed down!

However, Lao Chang only cut off half of the ghost head knife, and it should be three inches away from Meng's head, but his whole person suddenly flew upside down like a cannonball, and in the process of flying upside down, if there is no problem with his eyesight, when he can see, Lao Chang's abdomen is inserted with a bench, and the red blood and some intestines are gushing out along the bench.

With Lao Chang dying, his parishioners and allies, the people of the Shen family, the one who ran was called slippery. There was no respect for the doctrine of blessings and hardships in joining the church, let alone the feelings and righteousness between allies.

The guest hall was quiet again.

Classmate Meng turned his head slightly and glanced at the two daughters, Yuqin County Lord and Feifei Girl, who were still very responsible and continued to vomit, without saying anything, and slowly walked out of the store.

When his figure was out of the gate, the county lord of Yuqin seemed to remember something, raised his head, raised his hand, seemed to want to say something, hesitated, and finally did not say anything, sighed lightly, and put down his hand.

At this time, Miss Fei Fei also stopped vomiting, looked up at her, showed a trace of fear, and said, "County Lord, this demon, do you know?"

The county lord of Yuqin didn't answer her immediately, and was silent for a while, his eyes were stupid, as if he whispered softly: "Xu yes, I recognized the wrong person......"

The night is deeper.

There is actually a hint of autumn Xiao killing.

In fact, Meng knew that this was not early autumn, but murderous.

The lonely long street is empty.

The footsteps of the dream classmate are like a string of broken notes, echoing in the air in bits and pieces.

And, the faint hint of murderous aura that gradually loomed slowly intensified, and then, as if it had become an invisible thread of substance, strung together the fragmented notes, gathered together, and suddenly exploded on the ground in front of the dream classmate, and the hard slate ground was blown up into a deep pit with a diameter of more than five feet and a depth of three feet.

Rubble and dust.

"Five-tone thunder palm, the mastery of the Tantric Black Sect?"

Meng glanced at the deep pit that was only less than a foot away from his front feet, and couldn't help but sigh, the hard stone was still turned into powder by a blow from afar, if it was human flesh and blood, it should be a corpse and bones.

"Good insight. A tall middle-aged lama in a black robe slowly walked out of the darkness on the side of the street, speaking in a more jerky Central Plains language, his eyes were blazing, as if two cold lightning were staring at classmate Meng, and said coldly, "Since you know this mastery, then, you should know how powerful it is, although the Buddha knows that you are also very strong, but, Buddha I, I still have to advise you, it's best not to provoke me, otherwise ......"

Meng said lightly: "I want to know, what did I do, I provoked you?"

The black-robed lama said coldly: "I am a guest in the Ruyang Palace, and the King of Ruyang asked the Buddha to protect the county lord, now, do you understand my duties?"

Meng seemed to suddenly realize and nodded slightly, "I see, I was scared to death, I thought that I couldn't interact with the county lord......"

The black-robed lama intercepted and said, "Yes, it's not good to communicate, well, your consciousness is very good." You didn't understand it wrong. ”

Meng said: "It's over." But what if I have to associate with the county lord?"

The lama's face sank, and he said coldly, "If you are sure that your head is harder than the stone slab on the ground, I may agree with your willfulness. However, I still advise you not to try, after all, human life is only once, and I will not overspend the soul, it is difficult to guarantee that your soul will not end up as a lonely soul and a wild ghost. ”

Silent.

In the long street, the two looked at each other silently, and a bright flame appeared in both eyes, and it disappeared in a flash.

Meng suddenly asked softly: "The Red Sect is in decline, and the White Sect has no talent fault, only the Black Sect and the Yellow Sect are full of talents, but the Five Tone Thunder Palm is an immortal thaumaturgy derived from the Nine Vehicles of the Great Perfection, and it is similar to the Five Thunder Divine Palms of the Heavenly Master Sect, however, although this stunt is extraordinary, and there are very few people who have achieved cultivation, it is rumored that the Black Sect is only two people who have achieved great success, one is the Black Sect Leader Hala Purple Living Buddha, and the other person is the Bandian Living Buddha, Your Excellency is the Hala Purple Living Buddha, or the Bandian Living Buddha?"

The black-clothed lama was slightly stunned, obviously, Classmate Meng's understanding of the Black Sect surprised him, and said, "Buddha, I am the Living Buddha of Bandian. ”

Classmate Meng nodded and said, "It turned out to be the Living Buddha of Bandian, I wrote it down." ”

After saying this, classmate Meng walked away, and soon, he walked slowly from the side of the living Buddha of Bandian.