Fast time travel: the abuse of scum

Chapter 242 The Upright Young Man Qingzhu 3
Duan Huan could see clearly that this time the Holy Light Order was coming aggressively, it didn't look like a good omen...

But he just needs to be wise and stay safe and not be with idiots.

"Don't you think so?" the guy-like Zuofeng envoy snorted, "Anyway, I think such a leader can't lead us."

Duan Huan sneered and said, "I think the leader is wise."

The man was even more displeased, and asked in surprise, "Could it be that the Azure Dragon Envoy thinks that the female is willing to lie under a woman?"

Duan Huan said that he didn't want to talk to fools, and he didn't even want to show a polite smile.

Just walk away, stay away from fools, or you won't be infected.

The Zuofeng envoy behind him yelled a few times, seeing that Duan Huan hadn't moved, he spat on the ground.

"Fuck, what is it, it's just a little boy!"

This kind of similar scene didn't just happen on Duan Huan's side, basically there was such a noisy sound on the entire Holy Light Cult's training ground.

It wasn't until a group of handsome men appeared that they became quiet.

It wasn't because everyone was shocked by the man's beauty, but because he was the leader's servant.

Their appearance means the arrival of the leader.

As a result, the entire noisy scene changed instantly, the four envoys stepped forward decisively, and the people behind them were arranged in order according to their positions.

It's really not an ordinary person, and those who know martial arts are amazing.

It's not messy at all, and what's more rare is that it's fast.

As soon as the handsome man in this line appeared, the people below were already in order.

All of them straightened their backs, showing a bit of momentum.

But looking at this mental outlook, you know it's not something simple.

A group of men moved this low-key and luxurious chair, and placed it heavily on the highest place here.

In this way, the heavy muffled sound of the chair touching the ground spread throughout the space.

The people below couldn't help but hold their breath, staring at the direction the men came from.

Sure enough, with the sound of the flaps of the clothes being flipped, a fiery red figure leaped forward.

When it fell, it was extremely light, and then stretched his arms, opened the hem of the sleeves, and then leisurely put his hands on the handle of the chair.

The pupils of the people below are all shrunken, and they are all martial arts practitioners.

This is like a mirror in the mind of the leader who just showed his hand a little bit.

This teacher's skill is profound again...

Everyone lowered their heads to collect their thoughts and knelt down.

"The leader will last forever, and he will rule the rivers and lakes!"

The sound of congratulations resounded throughout the Holy Light Cult.

Wen Chun sat on a high place, relaxed his body, raised one hand to support his chin, and then looked playfully at the people underground.

After hesitantly getting up, Bai Hu raised his head slightly, but happened to meet those eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Immediately, his body froze and he lowered his head again, even more humble than before.

Wen Chun saw the performance of the underground people in his eyes, and felt that the time was almost up before he said: "Get up."

"Leader Qianqiu." Another neat voice.

Bai Hu is a veteran of two generations.

They can be regarded as some of the most profound martial arts in this generation.

Among the four envoys, he can probably be considered the number one in martial arts.

The reason why he was able to live all the time did not lie in the depth or shallowness of his martial arts.

Because even if he is deep and powerful, he can't compare to the leader's martial arts.

He still remembers that day.

The leader who killed the red-eyed leader that day had bloodbathed the entire Holy Light Cult.

If he hadn't surrendered so quickly at that time and threw away all his dignity, I'm afraid there would be another bone in the Holy Light Religion Mountain.

It's just that he is not reconciled...

His lover was killed by the leader in that bloodbath.

But he could only pray to survive like a dog.

So he is not reconciled.

He wants to take revenge, but now he still can't show the clues.

He still has to endure.

He was like a venomous snake good at camouflage, waiting for a fatal blow.

"Everyone must be very puzzled." Wen Chun propped his head on one hand, and said lazily, "Why did I summon you here?"

The people below had different thoughts and fell silent for a while.

Everyone is not a fool. If you say it in private, it is private. If you say it in person, you are really stupid.

The leader is a moody person, and it is common to suddenly kill people suddenly.

No one wants to be that unlucky guy.

Duan Huan was confused by the voice of the leader, and said: "I don't know, please ask the leader to clarify."

He was originally a person who liked beautiful things, which is commonly known as dead face control, face dog.

The original owner's foundation is not bad at all. The domineering power of his high position coupled with the evil aura in his body due to his practice of magic skills give him a special temperament.

Duan Huan was fascinated by such a mixed temperament.

It is understandable to be bewitched for a while.

"Hahahahaha..." Wen Chun laughed loudly, and the laughter spread far away with internal force.

So that the entire Holy Light Cult can hear her laughter.

Actually this is not a joke...

This is demonstration through laughter.

Show off your own strength, and when you start the fight, each of you will weigh your point.

As soon as Wen Chun waved, Liang Chen sat sideways.

Wei Wei crouched in Wen Chun's arms, staring at Wen Chun's chin obsessively.

On the other hand, Mei Jing, who was a step behind, gave Liang Chen a fierce look in exasperation, and the little cinnabar on the forehead was even redder.

Duan Huan, who was below, was a little envious. If the leader wasn't too strong, he would really like to have a taste of such a woman.

But now it's impossible.

If he used some indecent means, he might be slapped to death by the leader first, and thrown into the back mountain to feed the wolves.

But when Duan Huan thought about it like this, he couldn't help showing a bit of obscenity.

Before he could restrain his inadvertent look, he let out a muffled snort.

Duan Huan tightly closed his mouth, swallowed the fishy sweetness in his mouth, raised his head and saw the teacher's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

The beauty is extremely beautiful, but the meaning of this beauty is dangerous and ruthless.

Then he knelt down quickly and said straight in his mouth: "Master Qianqiu, Master atones for sins."

Such a scene made other people who didn't understand it look bewildered, and only a few people with extremely high martial arts understood what happened.

All of them are stunned, the skill of the leader is really profound...

Duan Huan, who was kneeling at the bottom, felt cold and panicked, deeply afraid that the leader above would give him a slap.

A chuckle, slightly hoarse.

"Forget it, just this once, not the next time."

It was only at this time that Huan felt alive again, and the clothes on his back were soaked in cold sweat.

　Why do I feel that I can't finish writing the third update...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)