"Is this guy from the countryside?"

"You think Dibang disciples are invincible?"

"Even the Tianbang disciples don't dare to be crazy in front of the crazy senior brother. What is a Dibang disciple?"

"Just watch, Long Ziyang will definitely be killed by him."

Everyone looked at the village chief with contempt in their eyes.

Long Ziyang became anxious when he saw that the village chief not only did not restrain himself, but also became more aggressive.

Snapped!

He raised his hand and slapped the village chief on the face.

The village chief was stunned on the spot.

Long Ziyang was in no mood to mess around with the village chief now, as long as he could shut up.

Follow closely.

He knelt down in the void, looked at the madman and said, "Senior brother, this must be a misunderstanding. Your Excellency, please don't argue with us, okay?"

The village chief was originally a vain person, but he was slapped by his son in public. How could he save his face?

When he came back to his senses, he wanted to get angry, but Long Ziyang suddenly knelt down like this, making him instantly confused again.

this……

what happened?

His son is a disciple of Dibang, but he actually knelt down for this man?

"Misunderstand?"

"I don't think this is a misunderstanding."

"You, dad, are not as arrogant as usual."

"Not only has he been rude to me, but he has even threatened that today next year will be the anniversary of my death."

The madman chuckled.

"What?"

"You actually said such a thing?"

Long Ziyang's eyes trembled, he looked at the village chief and shouted: "Kneel down quickly and kowtow to the crazy brother to apologize."

"Kowtow and apologize?"

The village chief began to panic.

I also slowly realized that the two young people in front of me didn't seem to be that simple.

"Hurry up!"

Long Ziyang said angrily.

"The father of the dignified Dibang disciple kowtows to me and apologizes. I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it!"

"After all, Dibang disciples are people with status and place in our Jiutian Palace."

The madman said.

"No no no."

"My dad didn't know so he blew it."

"In front of you, senior brother, who am I? Not even a dog."

Long Ziyang smiled flatteringly.

Seeing Long Ziyang kneeling so humbly in front of the madman, the village chief was completely panicked.

Even the Dibang disciples were so frightened. One can imagine how high the status of this man called a madman was in Jiutian Palace.

It seems that this time, something really big has happened.

Long Ziyang shouted: "Kneel down quickly!"

The village chief trembled and hurriedly knelt in front of the madman. His face was full of fear and he secretly said: "Son, who is this man?"

"He is someone we can never afford to offend!"

"There are tens of millions of disciples in Jiutian Palace, and he is the number one. No one has ever dared to be arrogant in front of him."

"If he wants to kill us, even the gods can't stop him!"

"Dad, you are in big trouble this time. Why did you offend him? Can't you be more careful?"

Long Ziyang was extremely angry.

When the village chief heard this, he immediately collapsed weakly.

I never expected that this young man, no matter how inconspicuous he seemed, could be so terrifying.

"Aren't you arrogant?"

“Where has the previous arrogance gone?”

The madman said.

"sorry Sorry……"

The village chief changed his color and kowtowed quickly to apologize.

"Is it enough to just say sorry?"

"Then where will I show my face in the future?"

"You are really tired of being arrogant with me!"

"You're not arrogant, right? Then I'm going to be arrogant. Now let me show you what true arrogance is!"

The madman kicked the village chief in the face, and his face was suddenly bloody and bloody. He lay in the void, howling miserably.

Follow closely.

The madman slapped Long Ziyang hard on the face again.

Long Ziyang's face was also torn and bloody.

"did you see?"

"Slapping a Dibang disciple in public is the real arrogance."

"Who do you think you are?"

The madman laughed angrily.

"Brother, spare your life, spare your life."

How could Long Ziyang care about the injury on his face? He kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.

The village chief also felt extremely regretful.

Why did you provoke such a terrifying evil star?

The madman spat, looking at Long Ziyang with disdain, and said: "Long Ziyang, I just want to ask you, do you know about the evil things your father did in the village?"

"kindness?"

Long Ziyang was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and looked at the madman in surprise.

"Answer me!"

The madman shouted.

Long Ziyang shuddered, turned to look at the village chief, shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"have no idea?"

"Then why are you hesitating?"

"Jiang Haotian, read his memory. I want to see if he is telling the truth."

The madman said.

"OK."

Qin Feiyang nodded, made seals with both hands, and a puppet mark appeared.

The madman said: "If you dare to resist, I will kill you now!"

Long Ziyang originally wanted to resist.

Although I don't know what the mark is, judging from what the madman said before, it's not difficult to guess that it should be a secret technique that can read other people's memories.

Reading his memory, is that even possible?

However, when he heard the madman's warning, he did not dare to resist. He lowered his head and said bitterly: "There is no need to read my memory. I admit it, I know everything."

"I knew you were lying."

"Since you know, why don't you stop it?"

"Just because you are a little disciple of Jiutian Palace, can you and your son do whatever you want in the village?"

The madman yelled.

"It's my fault, it's my fault."

"I actually tried to persuade him before, but he didn't listen. What can I do?"

"He is my father after all."

Long Ziyang shouted.

"Persuaded?"

"Why don't I believe it so much?"
To be continued...