puff "Throw it out."
Shen Ziyu rolled his eyes and imagined it.
If it happened to Mingwu's evil body, he didn't seem to be surprised.
It's just a pity that I didn't see the arc of the throw with my own eyes. after all The maid in green paused for a moment, wondering what the palace master's slightly disappointed reaction was about: "Now the people from the valley are coming to trouble Mr.
Ming, and the house we live in is surrounded."
"Let him continue beating him."
Shen Ziyu waved his hand, not caring at all.
They were all irrelevant people anyway.
Even if he brought down the heaven of Medical Immortal Valley, she didn't care.
The maid in green was also helpless.
God knows why her palace master was so tolerant of Mr.
Ming.
The question in the waitress's heart was not answered.
In other words, Shen Zi was actually lazy.
It's just this that she probably has a hard time understanding.
"But Palace Master, if Master Zhao continues like this, the elder of Gu" It would be easy to say that the young master just beat Yuntianzong up.
He was beaten until he fell to the ground and when he was thrown outside, his head even hit a pillar on purpose, causing him to faint.
Even though Yuntianzong's position in the valley is not that of the young valley master, his medical skills have also been passed down by the valley master.
To say nothing of it, he is also a closed disciple.
Now, not long after I arrived, I was beaten directly by others, so I didn’t get blamed for causing trouble.
"The boy cultivates wildly" The old man's voice was full of anger.
He was so angry when he saw the scene in front of him.
I don’t know where this kid came from.
He dared to be so rampant in the valley, beat up people without telling anyone, and almost killed the people in the valley.
He was so vicious that he was also let into the valley.
The man was seen standing there with a sneer on his evil face, which made people tremble with fear.
His red eyes were filled with endless chill, and the corners of his slightly raised lips were licked by his lips and tongue.
A slight touch of red on the fingertips.
The row of young people surrounding him were all half-circled on the ground, and the sweat dripping from their foreheads revealed their hardship.
And this is just the pressure that Ming Wuxie exudes.
The little old man standing opposite Ming Wuxie was filled with anger, clasping his robe tightly and looking at him with extremely unfriendly eyes.
The two internal forces explode and confront each other.
Whoever retreats first loses.
The little old man's eyes slowly changed: He was obviously just a junior, but the internal strength of the two could actually compete with each other.
He was a little relaxed in dealing with Mingwu Xie at first, but as time passed, he started to feel a little more difficult.
On the other hand, Mingwu Xie, who was standing there, looked relaxed, with ridicule cast in his eyes.
As if laughing at the little old man's weakness. puff
It was a bit difficult to deal with it at first, but now I was directly overwhelmed by anger.
I couldn't control my internal strength and hurt myself.
At the same time, a mouthful of old blood spurted out.
I felt dizzy and almost fell down.
Ming Wuxie put away his pressure, "Second Elder" Seeing that they could stand up, a group of disciples quickly took a few steps back and hurriedly gathered around the Second Elder to show concern.
The little old man, who was also the second elder, refused their support.
His cloudy old eyes were far less energetic than when he came before.
After experiencing this incident, his mood was slightly complicated: "Good boy, there are not many people who have such profound internal strength at such a young age."
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See."
No, in his opinion he had only seen this one.
The second elder lost his previous momentum, but his kind words failed to receive a reply from Ming Wuxie. aa2705221: