The Emperor Descending the Heavens

"Fuck, you mother, absolutely crazy!"

Seeing a pair of Hongtongs who were always high above him, he was so at a loss, Zhang Jiu, a bitch-like, couldn't help muttering.

As the saying goes, the weak are afraid of the cruel, the cruel are afraid of the horizontal, and the horizontal are afraid of death.

Although he is not fierce, Zhang Jiu's image of a mule is very horizontal.

Therefore, most people are too lazy to care about him.

But he is not horizontal, not as horizontal as 250, after all, he is not a fool.

Seeing Hong Tong's loss of life, he was also terrified, and he kept whispering subconsciously.

"What are you doing?"

However, at this time, an angry drink suddenly came, and he saw his voice.

But when Zhang Jiuyi heard it, it was the voice of the elder, Song Zhe.

"Song, Elder Song, it's ... it's Hongtong. He didn't know what went crazy, and suddenly shot at me."

Who is Zhang Jiu?

She has a thick skin and can lie without changing his face.

He reacted, and a wicked man came first.

The comer Song Zhe is an old man with a prudent outlook, with his hands on his shoulders, with a respectable look.

After listening to Zhang Jiu's words, his eyes sank immediately, and he immediately turned to Hong Tong's body.

"Deacon Hong, you are also a lot of years old, and as a deacon in the door, how can you do it in the door? This makes the disciples in the door see, what is the system?"

Song Zhe asked him with a deep voice.

Hong Tong was instantly flushed with anger, which made Zhang Jiu look proud of his heart. Then he pretended to be good to Song Zhe and said, "Elder Song, don't blame Deacon Hong. I think he is down and in my heart. There was nowhere to complain, so I shot Zhang. "

"Well, feel free to vent to others when you are in a bad mood. Your cultivation for so many years is considered blind!"

Song Zhe continued to yell at him.

Hongtong was so angry that he was about to explode.

"Zhang Yezi, you and his niang, give the old man a mouth, or the old man will kill you today ... oh!"

The anxious Hong Tong suddenly screamed angrily, and at the same time he waved his big hand, the magic sword in his hands flashing in the cold, and immediately burst out of the sheath, sending out a howling sound that rang through the clouds, which alarmed many Danmen disciples.

Seeing that he even took out the magic weapon, Zhang Jiu was frightened and deliberately hid behind Song Zhe, who was staring at Hong Tong who was angry and holding a sword in his hand, his face was instantly gloomy.

"Deacon Hong, what are you doing?"

He couldn't help shouting, and a strong momentum broke out in his body, crushing him.

Feeling the overwhelming momentum crushing, Hongtong's blood surged inside his body, and his heart became more angry.

"Stop me, too ..."

He didn't know if he was short of breath or stunned his head, so he screamed at Song Zhe.

As a result, Song Zhe was stunned by his sudden anger, and Zhang Jiu behind him was also stunned.

You should know that Danmen, as one of the five first-class forces in the field of cultivation, has a rigorous position in the school.

The elder inside the door, but the boss of the deacon inside and outside the door.

Today, this lunatic mad dare to even forgive so loudly?

Could it be that he didn't want to keep hanging around the door?

Offend the elders of the inner door.

Such things have never happened before.

Today, what kind of bear heart and leopard did this lunatic eat?

"You, you ... what did you say?" After a while, the responding Song Zhe looked at Hong Tong with a somber and unpleasant face, and was subdued by his subordinates. This was disrespect to his eldership.