When Luo Haohan crawled out of the charred pit for the third time, his heart almost collapsed: What kind of hatred or grudge?

I don’t know you the fuck, so I slapped me three times when I come up. Why? Why!

At this time, Zhu Qingshan finally stood up and said a fair word. He advised Bei Long seriously: "Uncle Grand Master, please calm down! It's nothing to slap him a few times, don't get angry!"

I fuck... Luo Haohan sprayed a mouthful of black smoke with his mouth: Master Guardian, are you blind? I'm so burnt!

This time Luo Haohan learned to be smart, and before Bei Long could speak, he first fell to his knees on the ground:

"Master! It doesn't matter if you hit the disciple a few times, but I really don't know what I did wrong - please make it clear!"

Beilong: "You look down on me!"

I look down on you? Luo Haohan was shocked: I've knelt down for you, okay? Will your conscience hurt?

"Bang" and knocked on the ground, Luo Haohan shouted: "The disciple's admiration for the ancestors can be seen by heaven and earth!"

"The heart of admiration can be seen by heaven and earth?" Bei Long sneered: "Do you dare to hit Mumu? Do you dare to criticize Lingling?"

Mumu is the boy of Lu Liangyu, the leader of the eight swords of Chaoyang Sword Sect.

Lingling is the maid of Bai Jianfei, the leader of the Taiyin Sword Sect.

Luo Haohan dared not respond, and cried out in a hurry: "How dare you hit Mumu? How dare you criticize Lingling?"

Beilong's face darkened: "You dare not hit Mumu, you dare not criticize Lingling! Why do your son dare to hit Wan'er, and you dare to criticize Ding Xianglan?"

"boom--"

A huge flame like a city gate once suppressed Luo Haohan like a mountain pressing down on it...

Mr. Bei snorted coldly: "You obviously look down on me!"

"Hiss..." The melon-eating crowd finally understood this time, and the ancestor was here to support Ding Xianglan and his daughter!

The eyes of the melon-eating crowds looking at Ding Xianglan and her daughter changed. Before, they had all kinds of pity, sympathy, indifference, ridicule, and gloating, but now they basically all turned into envy, jealousy and hatred!

It is a great blessing to be a maid and a boy by the ancestor level. Anyone who has been a maid or a boy by the ancestor will be a person who is the only one who is released outside. The most typical example is in front of you. Zhu Qingshan, the Six Sword Guardian, was actually Lu Liangyu's boy before...

It is precisely because Zhu Qingshan was Lu Liangyu's boy before that he was so intimate with Bei Long.

So the question is, what should Luo Haohan be punished by Luo Haohan's son bullying Wan'er?

This has never happened before. Even if the boy of Lu Liangyu is the Seven Sword Elder, he must be polite when he sees him.

When beating a dog, you have to look at the owner. The Prime Minister’s slave is a seventh-rank official. Hitting the boy Lu Liangyu’s butt is equivalent to slapping Lu Liangyu in the face!

Who dares?

Luo Haohan crawled out of the charred pit for the fourth time with tears flowing out. The tears washed out the charred skin with two white grooves: "Master, I really don't know that Wan'er is your boy, and Ding Xianglan is your maid! If the disciple knows, even if he eats Xiong Xin and Leopard's courage, he will not dare to touch a hair of their hair..."

Beilong sneered: "If you are not my boy and maid, you can bully it? You can be molested?"

"boom--"

A huge flame like a city gate once suppressed Luo Haohan like a mountain pressing down on it...

Bei Ye snorted coldly: "Stupid hooligan!"

You can't afford to offend, you can't afford to offend! The hearts and livers of the melon-eating people are shaking with the ground: the ancestor is majestic and domineering!

I won't come out! I won't come out even if I beat me to death! Luo Haohan lies on the bottom of the pit and pretends to be dead:

You guys are all ready to follow the crowd!

It doesn't matter if he doesn't come out. Anyway, Mr. Bei was already ready to fight. He patted the dust that did not exist on his hands. Bei Long said to Zhu Qingshan very seriously: "Prince Zhu, I'll leave this matter to you!"

"Prince, please rest assured!" Zhu Qingshan bowed gratefully: "Disciple must do it properly!"

Bei Long nodded with a smile, looked at Ding Xianglan, who was holding Wan'er and crying and looking at her dumbfounded: "Why aren't you leaving?"

"Yes, yes!" Ding Xianglan quickly put down Wan'er, and the mother and the two followed Bei Long, one left and one right.

After following Bei Long for two steps, Ding Xianglan thought about it and seemed to have forgotten something, so she ran back and picked up a big stone.

"Stirsty hooligan!"

Ding Xianglan threw the big stone into the charred pit, and a "scream" sound came from inside.

Society, society! The people who are obsessed with melons all turned pale: This is a ruthless person who "takes trouble"!

After throwing the stones, Ding Xianglan felt at ease and quickly trotted to catch up with Bei Long with the corner of her skirt.

Seeing the two big and three figures "Pin" shapes gradually fading away under the golden sunshine, the melon-eating crowds have realized that a gang of evil forces has risen, and it will surely set off a bloody storm in the sect...

"Get out!"

Zhu Qingshan roared towards Luo Haohan in the charred pit: If you see the sun tomorrow, I will lose!

...

In Beilong's cave, Beilong smiled and watched Wan'er practice swordsmanship. Although Wan'er was only eight years old and was already a martial arts enemy of hundreds of people, it would be almost unimaginable if it was put into the human world. However, in Tianwaitian, especially the first divine sect of the Sword Immortal Sect, it was not enough to be eye-catching to enter the eyes of the bosses.

Lilac Lan was very virtuous and virtuous next to her and peeled the orange peel of the Fire Dragon for Beilong. She carefully used her nails coated with big red impotence juice to remove the fiery red tendons on the orange petals. Eating the fiery red tendons will make you angry. Then, she sent the white orange flesh as white as jade to Beilong's mouth one by one.

This evil old society! Beilong criticized while opening his mouth to enjoy the little days of clothes and food.

"Wan'er, stop practicing." Bei Long couldn't help but stop when he saw it: "This sword technique is not suitable for you."

"Oh..." Wan'er obediently withdrew her sword force, and a layer of fine and dense sweat beads appeared on her white and tender little face. Although she was already a martial arts master, she was not allowed to use internal force when practicing swords. Although using internal force is very powerful, it is not beneficial to familiarizing with sword techniques, so the little loli was exhausted and sweated.

Tired is nothing. Bei Long's words made Wan'er very upset. She felt that she was already practicing very hard.

Bei Long thought about it and found that although Wan'er was small, delicate, lively and cute, she actually had a wildness in her bones.

It’s like Brother Bao was just squeezing outside before, but Wan'er got in and stabbed Luo Haohan in the crotch with a sword!

"I'll tell you about "The Unparalleled Spiritual Sword in the World"," Bei Long said: "This sword technique should be suitable for you!"

"Ah..." Wan'er was so surprised that her little head turned blank, but Ding Lilac Lan responded quickly, and her big eyes were rolling:
Chapter completed!