The Mysterious Businessman of Super Seminary

Chapter 412 Who Killed It? (seeking subscription)
At this moment, Qi Fan was stunned. It was at this moment that he instinctively sensed something was wrong in his stunned head, but he didn't have time to think about it. He could only pray that everyone didn't see Wen Twelve standing there.

In fact, since everyone was saluting, whether kneeling or bending down, they were all facing downwards. Except for those with advanced strength and a few people beside them, few people really noticed Wen Twelve, who was still standing. However, Others didn't notice, but Xia Tu did.

After all, at a glance, it is difficult to ignore a figure who is obviously a little taller than the others.

To be honest, Xia Tu has rarely encountered this kind of thing in recent years. Out of curiosity, Xia Tu turned his head to look, and saw a young man in white standing with his hands behind his back at the edge, with a smile on his face. is staring at himself.

After seeing that face clearly, Xia Tu was stunned for a moment, and even the war horse under his crotch stopped in his tracks.

As if he had noticed Xia Tu's gaze, the man in white smiled even more. He put his hands from behind to his front, folded his palms forward and backward, and then began to bend over.Is this a salute?
Fuck!Stop this king!

Before he had time to think, Xia Tu disappeared in the same place in an instant, and appeared in front of Wen Twelve the next second, reaching out to hold Wen Twelve's hand, and said repeatedly.

"Hey, Boss Wen, I can't stand your worship!"

Regardless of your cultivation, just because you are the owner of the mysterious shop, just because my treasured daughter is still in your shop.I dare not accept this obeisance!
At this moment, the audience was silent. Futu's words easily reached everyone's ears. Everyone was familiar with Xiatu's voice. Hearing the words, they were immediately stunned, and subconsciously looked up. .

Looking at it, he saw the scene where Xia Tu stopped Wen Twelve from saluting. The ordinary people were fine, but the monks were in trouble.

shit!
Who is this person? The dignified King of Zhennan actually dismounted his horse to stop him from saluting. Who is bowing to him? The dignified King of Zhennan couldn't bear it?
With this arrogant temperament, he dared to accept the worship of the patriarchs of the five major families!
Doesn't that mean that the young man in front of him, known as Boss Wen, has a higher status than the patriarchs of the five major families?When did the Purple Electric Empire have such a fairy?
For a moment, there was a huge wave in the hearts of some Taineng present. If such characters appeared in the Zidian Empire, could something big happen?
Compared with the others, the one who was most shocked at this moment was undoubtedly the group of people from Qinglong Academy beside Wen Twelve.

Qi Fan looked at Wen Twelve beside him, and then at Xia Tu in front of him, completely dumbfounded.

Boss Wen?
Brother Wen?
Combined with the situation where Wen Twelve opened his right hand just now, Qi Fan understood, what the hell is this a mortal go vulgar?
I'm human? Sorry, am I unworthy?Who said it? Which?Qi Fan turned to look at Feng Ling on the left.The color of the face is exposed.

After all, she was the first to say that Wen Twelve was just a mortal just now.

However, compared to Qi Fan, the real Feng Ling is no different from being more confused. Who am I? Where am I? What happened?
Compared with the three of Qi Fan and the others, including that Teacher Wu, they looked at Wen Twelve, who was still not at all different from ordinary people, and a bad premonition came to their hearts. Er looked at Xia Tu and said with a smile.

"Haha, let me tell you, you weren't that humble when you led one hundred thousand Nanli iron cavalry to Baihu City."

"Hey, it's different now, Boss Wen doesn't need to say much."

Nonsense, isn’t it because you’re afraid of being beaten up… Oh no, you’re in a “good relationship”!
In this public place, Xia Tu was really afraid that the free and carefree master in front of him would reveal the unbearable past events in the mysterious store to himself, and quickly changed the subject.

"Hey, Boss Wen, aren't you in White Tiger City? Why did you suddenly come here and the shop is closed?"

Wen Twelve gave him a rather strange look.

"No, why do you say that?

"But didn't you come here?"

"There is also Yunshu in the store."

Fuck! Wen Twelfth, why did you leave Lao Tzu Baojian’s daughter there alone to show you the shop? If I hadn’t beaten you, I would have eaten your ashes with rice for lunch today!

At this moment, Xia Tu looked up at the sky with a lonely look on his face. He understood, he realized that Wen Twelve must be the secret weapon of the Spirit Clan, and he came here specifically in an attempt to kill himself, a powerful Eternal Level Weapon Spirit Master!
Well, that’s right, it must be so! Ling Wan, just tonight, must go to the wasteland, these spirit races are dishonest! It’s time to beat them⊥

Is it true that I, Xia Tu, haven’t drawn my sword for a few days, do you think I won’t be able to slay spirits?
At the same time, in the barren land, countless spirit races suddenly panicked, feeling as if some bloody disaster was about to happen to them

A fifth-level bear spirit leaned against the trunk of a giant tree. Suddenly, he felt something in his heart. He looked up and saw an unknown object falling rapidly in the sky, heading straight towards the top of his head. Come.

Since I didn't feel any threat from it, and I was lazy, I didn't dodge it, just watched that unknown object fall on my head.

Only then did he finally see clearly what the unknown object looked like.

I saw that it was a pot.And it's still a black pot! It's called black pot for short.

It's really a spirit sitting at home, and the pot came from the sky. On the other side, Xia Tu, who had successfully deceived himself, found a vent. Undoubtedly, his mood stabilized a lot, and he continued to ask.

"Boss Wen, since you're here, why don't you go sit in the mansion?"

Wen Twelve nodded, but then shook his head again.

"Naturally, the Zhennan Prince's Mansion is going, and in fact, I came here for you, but right now, Li still has something to settle.

"Oh? What else?"

Hearing this, Wen Twelve did not answer, but the corner of his mouth still raised a faint smile.But in Han Wu's eyes, this smile was full of ridicule and coldness.

"I'm asking you, who can kill this winged tiger?"

Han Wu didn't answer, so Zhu looked up at Wen Twelve in a daze. For some reason, he felt that Wen Twelve's figure was extremely tall from this angle, like a mountain pressing on top of his head.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Wen Twelve continued to speak casually.

"Yes or no?"

Although Xia Tu didn't know what happened, but looking at the current situation, it was obvious that someone had provoked Wen Twelve, so his face darkened immediately, and he looked at Han Wu.

"What do you want me to ask you? Speak!"

This sound echoed in Han Wu's ears like a thunderstorm, waking him up suddenly.Immediately, ignoring his image and injuries, he ran up to Wen Twelve, knelt down and kowtowed.

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