The Good Fortune Training System of Shrouding the Sky

Seeing Murong Chuanyue talking more lewdly, Fengyue slapped him on the back of the head, and angrily said: "You still have to be shameless, just sold yourself like this."

"It's okay, logically speaking, I should give her money, but everyone gets what they need, so forget it."

Murongchuan lazily defended, Fengyue also had nothing to do with this shameless person.

No matter how you say it, it is Murong Chuan's private matter, and Fengyue can't interfere too much, she just looks down on Murong Chuan's style.

While the two were arguing, the barrier of silence was broken, and a pretty figure stepped into the room.

After that person entered the room, he was confronted by Murong Chuan and the other two, which made them bewildered for a while.

"Um, Miss Shui, this is..."

Murong Chuan was a little speechless, completely unable to understand what Shui Jianji wanted to do, Shui Jianji turned her back to the two and whispered:

"I don't want to disturb your good deeds, but Guanshi Huang is about to be convicted. Should you go and see?"

"Good thing?"

The two looked at each other strangely, and immediately understood why Shui Jianji turned her back to them, and why she was so embarrassed.

The sky is bright and the sky is bright, a man and a woman closed the doors and windows, and deliberately set up a barrier of silence. The reason for this can be roughly guessed with a little brainstorming.

"Sister Shui, it's not what you think, we..."

Before Murong Chuan finished speaking, Fengyue kicked him to the ground, threw himself into Shui Jianji's arms and complained:

"Sister, he is so rude, I, I, I..."

Well, if it wasn't for both of them wearing clothes, and being cried by Fengyue so pretentiously, Murong Chuan's crotch would be covered with yellow mud, and it was either shit or shit.

After a while of nonsense, Murong Chuan explained the situation, and accompanied Shui Jianji to the Shui family torture hall.

The Shui family punishment hall is divided into two parts, the headquarters is in Luoxing Island, which is the headquarters of the punishment hall, responsible for punishing the family's children.

The other part is in Crescent Bay, responsible for punishing people with other surnames.

Guanshi Huang is only in charge, and he is not qualified to enter the headquarters. It is enough to be in Crescent Bay.

When the three rushed there, the punishment hall located at the corner of Crescent Bay was already full of people on the inner and outer third floors.

These are mainly Shui family members, and there are relatively few monks watching the excitement.

However, there has been a lot of quarrels these days about people from the Shui family's foreign surname colliding with the holy land of demon spirits, and there are also people who are interested in watching the fun.

There are also many big forces secretly watching the changes of the situation.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is not a simple accident, but someone is fueling the flames.

There were five people sitting in the execution hall, and two people sat on the head seat of the interrogator. On the left was a young man with a weak crown, and a fat man stood behind him.

On the right is a middle-aged man with a long beard, with a serious face, just like a judge.

On the left of the chief interrogator's seat, sat a young man with a jade complexion, that person was Ling Feng.

He stared at the young man with a weak crown, as if he was staring at the enemy of life and death.

Under the chief interrogator's seat, there was also a fat middle man in a blue robe, kneeling on the ground, not even daring to lift his head.

After seeing the internal situation clearly, Shui Jianji leaned closer to Murong Chuan's ear and said, "That young man's name is Shui Jiantian, the Patriarch's favorite youngest son, with excellent talent.

He is also the Patriarch's favorite heir, but his personality is a bit domineering, and the ancestor doesn't like it.

The fat man next to him is Aunt Shuang's only son. I don't care how you settle this matter, don't hurt him.

He just has a rebellious personality, and something went wrong in his practice, and his nature is not bad at all. "

After all, Shui Jianji stepped into the execution hall, while Murong Chuan stared at the little fat man, and couldn't help showing a wicked smirk.

The little fat man standing behind the boy, at the moment Murong Chuan stared at him, was like a mouse being stared at by a snake, shivering shiveringly, and couldn't help but look around.

At this time, Shui Jianji just entered the torture hall, the little fat man didn't dare to look around, he hurriedly lowered his head not daring to look at Shui Jianji.

Shui Jiantian smiled and cupped his hands, and ordered the little fat man: "Sister Ji is here, hurry up and pour tea."

The little fat man's fat face immediately wrinkled into a bitter gourd, Shui Jianji was terribly tight, and he still had to listen to Shui Jiantian's order.

Just when he was in danger, Shui Jianji said coldly: "No need, I'm not thirsty."

Shui Jiantian continued to order as if he didn't hear it: "Didn't you hear it, hurry up!"

The little fat man hesitated for a while, and finally said in a low voice: "Sister Ji is not thirsty."

"You bastard, whether she's thirsty or not is her business, not yours! I'm not asking if she's thirsty, but whether you obey orders!"

Shui Jiantian slapped the table violently, his face suddenly became extremely ugly, and the terrifying evil spirit burst out suddenly.

Shui Jiantian wanted to embarrass Shui Jianji and let her know the difference in status between them.

It doesn't matter that Shui Zhiwen is the eldest son, he wants to obey his orders and give his own sister a bad blow.

The little fat man was terrified, he didn't want to embarrass his sister, but he didn't dare not listen to Shui Jiantian.

If he didn't want to be rejected by others, he had to hug Shui Jiantian's thigh tightly.

I don't know if he got into the horns, or he hurt his brain because of a mistake in his practice, but he couldn't tell the key point, and he didn't see that Shui Jiantian was playing tricks on him.

Just when Shui Zhiwen was hesitating and in danger, Murong Chuan, who was in the crowd, condensed an energy spider the size of a fingernail from his fingertips.

That spider was extremely agile, and it looked exactly like the ghost-faced death spider, but because it was an energy aggregate, it looked very cute and cute.

Sensing a slight fluctuation in spiritual power, Fengyue on the side hurriedly turned her head and glanced sideways, and whispered in surprise: "Ghost-faced death spider?"

"Shh, just watch quietly."

Murong Chuan stopped him softly, and the magic spider jumped vertically, without disturbing anyone, it crawled through the crowd to the back of the little fat man's neck.

The fat man who was still hesitating at first, actually trembled a few times involuntarily after the magic spider penetrated into the flesh of the nape of his neck.

Because he was timid and timid, and no one noticed his abnormality.

Seeing the little fat man's embarrassment, Shui Jianji had no choice but to smooth things over in a cold voice: "Shui Jiantian, why are you bullying him!
After all, he is Shuanggu's only son, not to mention he is a direct descendant of pure blood, even if he is a clan member with a different surname, you shouldn't insult him like this! "

"Hmph, what does it have to do with you if I reprimand my subordinates."

Shui Jiantian sneered in disdain, turned around and said to the little fat man: "You can choose as you like, once you are about to leave, don't even try to integrate into my group again."

The little fat man had a miserable face, and wanted to apologize to Shui Jiantian for his smile, but his body began to refuse to control him.

He was terrified to find that at that moment just now, his body was completely disobedient.

The mouth cannot speak, the body is disobedient, and there is no control other than the expression.

Under the eyes of everyone, he uttered the most domineering and sturdy words in the most frightened and cowardly tone.

"Pretend, pretend to be your uncle's grandson, do you think the young master cares about your team? If the young master is not for Chunhua, how about pretending to be a grandson for you!"

After finishing speaking, the little fat man slapped the table fiercely, and said with a bitter face: "I'm telling you now, the young master is quitting."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand subconsciously, and the back of his hand was slapped firmly on Shui Jiantian's face!