Cultivation Starts From BTTH

Chapter 246 Fatty, don't mess with it!

This is also called brother?

However, this is quite in line with the style of the fat monk.

Obviously, with the strength of Pengcheng's 4-Star Dou Venerable, it is not enough to tear the cassock.

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but roll their eyes, do you still want an image? Do you still have an image?

"Death?" Hearing this, the young man chuckled lightly, and a sarcastic arc appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then he stepped out, and the powerful aura of 4-Star Dou Venerable erupted from his body.

So, everyone didn't follow Wujie's words. On the contrary, they were a little curious about the extravagant way. What is this fat monk doing?

Xiao Han's eyes flashed with cold light, and murderous intent faintly appeared. As soon as this person came in, he sneered at him, and at this moment, he even insulted the magic voice.

"Apologize!" Xiao Han said coldly.

"It seems that there is a good show to watch this time. Although the young man is from the Golden Winged Roc clan, it seems that the background of the young man in the blue shirt is not simple." Everyone on the side whispered.

"Your grandma's, the woman of Grandpa Buddha's brother, you dare to speak insults, you're tired of living, look at me not to smash this stinky mouth today!"

Now everyone understands why Wujie told them not to watch it beforehand. This really affects the image of the fat monk. Before, they thought this was a shameless and cowardly fat monk.

"This young man is from the Golden Winged Roc clan!" Someone in the inn said in surprise that in the southern region, the Great Ruler, the Golden Winged Roc clan, was a dominant-level demonic power.

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"Golden Winged Roc clan, what's the matter? Grandpa Buddha drew you. Shit, you weren't very rude just now. Why don't you dare to make a sound now? You scream!"

Pengcheng struggled in the cassock. However, the cassock didn't seem to be simple, and the more he struggled, the tighter it contracted, and how Ren Pengcheng attacked and tore it, still couldn't tear the cassock.

Xiao Han, speak.

In the inn, Wujie held a pair of stinky shoes and slapped Pengcheng fiercely while cursing. As for Pengcheng's face, he was completely slapped into a pig's head. People are dumbfounded.

Wujie shook his head helplessly, and said no more, then he directly rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the Pengcheng who was struggling frantically on the ground.

After speaking, the young man shook his head gracefully, then turned and walked towards the inn.

As soon as the voice fell, everyone clearly felt that the temperature in the entire inn instantly cooled down, and even layers of ice were gradually condensing around the ground centered on Xiao Han.

"Damn it, this fat monk is really shameless, he actually attacked!" Someone said contemptuously, but he didn't expect this fat monk to be playing yin.

Unexpectedly, this fat monk, once he starts, is so violent.

"I'm from the Golden Winged Roc clan. In this southern region, if you want me to die, I'm afraid you don't have the courage!" The young man stared at Xiao Han indifferently. extraordinary identity.

There was a sneering look in Xiao Han's eyes, and he was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he wanted to do it, but was stopped by Wujie.

Hearing Wujie's words, everyone on the side looked contemptuous. This monk is really disrespectful. Just now, he called the young man in green shirt a brother, and the brother's woman was insulted by others. This fat monk actually still has one. Apologize kindly?

"You monk is shameless, but you can still say..." Seeing Wujie's appearance, Pengcheng's mouth unknowingly showed a sneer.

"Brother Xiao Han, I'm coming!" Wujie smiled meaningfully, then walked out.

"Your grandma's, Golden Winged Roc clan, are you very strong, how dare you pose in front of your grandfather Buddha, grandpa Buddha beat you to death today!"

"Shameless and unscrupulous, yet cowardly..." Everyone looked at each other, their impression of this fat monk was already negative.

Mo Yin's pretty face turned cold, and she wanted to slap the fat monk to death, but was stopped by Xiao Han.

"You bastard, let me go!"

"I'll say it again, I apologize!" Xiao Han said, his voice getting colder.

The crowd looked at it so foolishly from the side, this way of transformation is indeed a bit unsightly.

"Amitabha, all benefactors, please close your eyes and cover your ears. Next, the little monk will come to save this brother. The way may be a little unsightly. The little monk doesn't want to affect the image in the hearts of the benefactors!" Wujiezhuan He turned around and performed a Buddha salute to the crowd, and said slowly.

"Just wait and see the good show." Xiao Han smiled secretly at the magic voice.

Fat man, don't mess with it...

Wujie exposed Pengcheng's head from the robe, and then, under the stunned expression of everyone, he took off his shoes, and the stench was soaring to the sky.

"Then die!" Xiao Han said, his tone extremely cold.

"Smelly monk, let me go if you have the ability, fight fairly, ah... don't slap your face if you have the ability, ah..."

I saw that at this time, Wujie suddenly attacked, he grabbed it with a big hand, and the cassock on his body flew out immediately, and then rose to meet the storm, like a curtain that covered the sky, and immediately wrapped Pengcheng's whole person tightly. .

However, before his words were finished, there was darkness in front of him.

The young man's name is Pengcheng, a member of the Golden Winged Roc tribe.

"Amitabha, it turns out that this brother is from the Golden Winged Roc clan, and he is disrespectful and disrespectful. This brother, Xiao Seng, is not very good-tempered. I also ask this brother to forgive me. Don't bother with him. Xiao Seng will compensate him here. "Wu Jie walked up to Peng Cheng, respectfully performed a Buddha salute, and said with a kind face.

"It seems that I think too much, and I will make people roll when I say it. Beauty is beautiful, but it must not be a good thing. People gather in groups, and people are divided into groups. It's true, say goodbye!"

"I'm right, what's the point of apology?" the young man said lightly, still not looking back, obviously, he was very proud.

Seeing this, Xiao Han chuckled lightly, and knew that this shameless fat monk had no good intentions. He narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the cassock with curiosity, and looking at it, it looked a bit like a fairy lock.

Even at this moment, if you observe carefully, you can find that behind the young man, there is a pair of extremely gorgeous golden wings phantoms appearing faintly.

"stop!"

Hearing the words of the magic voice, the young man frowned slightly, and there was a cold look in his eyes, but then his brows relaxed, and he chuckled, his face showing a touch of arrogant contempt.

"What's the matter?" The young man paused in footsteps, did not look back, and said lightly with his hands behind his back.

That arrogant and contemptuous gesture of pointing fingers made Xiao Han very upset!

"If you don't apologize, what about you?" This time, the young man finally turned around. A pair of sharp eyes, like a fierce bird staring at its prey, stared at Xiao Han, speaking lightly, his face very flat.

However, before the young man took two steps, a cold voice sounded behind him.

Wujie held a stinky shoe in one hand, and when he went up to look at Pengcheng's face, he was slapped hard.

Wujie was pumping indiscriminately, and Pengcheng screamed for a while. After arriving, Pengcheng didn't dare to scream, because the more he screamed, the harder the dead fat man pumped.

Mo Yin glanced at Xiao Han, then stared at Wujie suspiciously.