The Paranoid Emperor’s Black Moonlight Shizun

At this moment, suddenly listening to the noise, all the disciples in Shuoxuecheng gave up, and a young man came out slowly.

"Brother Xu!"

"Brother Xu!"

"Brother Xu, what do you say?"

Qiu Yutong could not help raising his eyebrows slightly after seeing the appearance of the person coming.

Xu Dongqing?

It turned out that this young man was the second owner of the former Yaowangzhuang, Xu Dongqing. Today, he has completely taken off the appearance of his youthful youth. He seems to be about twenty years old, and his temperament is also very stable.

Standing on the broad bluestone steps, Xu Dongqing looked down at the grey monk of Beihai Sword School with cold eyes.

At that time, his brother Xu Qiushi was cut off the bride's head by the Beihai Jianpai on the day of his wedding, and finally died in public, Yaowangzhuang was also burnt by fire.

Xu Dongqing and Beihai Jianpai can be said to be **** enemies.

The gray monk slowly raised his head and said in a dumb voice: "Your Excellency is Xu Dongqing's Daoist? In the Xiabeihai Sword School, the four disciples Zhu Yun is in charge. Xu Daoyou, can you introduce me to Master Xie?"

"Introduce Master Master for you?"

Xu Dongqing sneered extremely sarcastically, and suddenly stepped forward, "Bang !!!", with a loud kick, he kicked the monk in gray!

After listening to the muffled sound of "bone hustle and bustle," Zhu Yun rolled down dozens of steps one after another, and then he barely stopped. It was only that his forehead had broken a large piece of blood, his blood was flowing all over his face, and the bun was also scattered. Rolled with dust, it was almost embarrassed.

A burst of laughter erupted from the disciples.

"Hahaha, look at his dog!"

"get out!"

"Go back to your old nest! Get out!"

Zhu Yun gasped for a while, grabbed the gap on the bluestone steps, climbed up one by one, and finally knelt in front of Xu Dongqing, "Xu Daoyou, please beg you ..."

"Snapped!!"

With a crunch, Xu Dongqing even slapped him loudly in the face!

Zhu Yun was slapped to the side, his mouth slowly oozed with blood, and his cheeks were swollen.

Xu Dongqing looked at him in embarrassment and sneered: "The dog mongrel of Beihai sword faction is also worthy of my buddy?"

Zhu Yun was silent for a while, and then turned back slowly. The voice was almost mournful. "I beg Xu Dao ... Master Xu Xian introduces me to Master Xie. Master Xie is an Allied Master of Immortal Dao, and he is a master of cultivation. The Sword faction found out the truth and sought to return to the head ... In the following life, they will certainly be cattle and horses, and they will be tied in the grass to repay the great grace of Xu Xianshi and Xie Chengzhu. "

"Bah! This dog mongrel is so shameless!"

"Who is rare, you are a bull and a horse!"

"Bah! Bah!"

"The old man, the ghost crow, died most of the time!"

The disciples of Shuoxuecheng shouted loudly while you spit at Zhu Yun bit by bit.

Zhu Yun silently lowered his head, neither rebelling nor making a noise. After a while, his face was covered with saliva, not to mention his clothes.

Looking at the scene, Qiu Yutong didn't know what to say.

Perhaps, this monk with the surname Zhu did not do any great evil, but his sect, Beihai Jianpai