Immortality Cultivation Era

"Yan Yao brother, if you have anything, please come to me, don't provoke him..." Yan Chao said while vomiting blood.

The black boy frowned slightly, pulled the yam, and whispered, "Sam, my brother, forget it. If you really kill him, we can be troubled."

The more people are in the air, the more they can't hear such words. After all, listening to this is more like a radical, and a person who is psychologically mature will listen to it, but yam is obviously not.

He angered: "What do you mean by this? I really killed this dog thing today, how about?"

The black kid lost his smile: "Sacred yam brother, I don't mean that..." In fact, if it is normal, he will certainly not use such a tone to talk to yam, but he understands that now, no matter what he says, he is pouring on the fire. Oil, if this thing really has nothing to do with him, then it is no problem, but if Yan Chao really died here today, they have four people left, they are all accomplices of yam.

So, the remaining three people, they all understand, and quickly come up to persuade.

Finally, the yam was taken away by the hard pull.

Gao Ge went to Yan Chao and pulled him up and sighed.

"In fact, the person who called yam just now is really not your opponent." Gao Ge said.

Yan Chao sat in the chair and wiped the blood on his face. He smiled and shook his head: "That is useless."

Gao Ge angrily said: "Do you have a master? Or the three elders of Tianmen, how do you say that you also have such a big backer, can he not care about you?"

"If it is not because I am the young master of Yan, do you think he will accept me as a disciple?" Yan Chao said with a smile.

"Then you..." Gao Ge said this, he did not continue to say.

Because it is not necessary.

Although he and Yan Chao did not have much contact, he felt that Yan Chao was not the kind of person who lacked his heart.

Just like what he just said, in fact, this kid is like a mirror, and he knows his cheap master, what is the source, and he is completely using it.

Now Yan Chao is not the young master of Yan Jia, and Daoyuan is too lazy to take care of him.

He would like to ask Yan Chao. Since he knows this, why should he come to Tianmen, but it is not appropriate to say it from his mouth. After all, he is now in Tianmen.

Yan Chao sighed and looked at the song. He said, "I know what you want to ask. It's really not complicated. People! That's it. Many things, if you choose a path, you have to go to black, because This road is too dark, and the road that turned around and turned back could not be found."

Gao Ge sneered: "Your way back, isn't it broken by yourself?"

Yan Chao laughed and said: "You say this because you don't know me. If you know me, you will know that I am a very unwilling person."

Gao Ge is speechless.

How to listen to this, it is not like a good word!

The key words are still spoken from Yan Chao’s own mouth, and it’s even more awkward to listen to.

Yan Chao continued: "It is because my will is not firm, so I can only do this. I have to break all the roads by myself, but if there is a retreat, I can't help but look back..."

Gao Ge looked at Yan Chao, Yan Chao was looking down at his head and looking at the blood on his clothes.

Both of them suddenly silenced.

After a short silence, the high song suddenly trembled.

"I think we still have to be prepared. In my opinion, the person named Yam will not be willing to give up."

"Ok."

"So, are you still afraid to fight back?" Gao Ge asked.

"Look, if they really want to kill me, I just don't dare to fight back." Yan said with a smile.

Gao Ge sighed.

"Come on, continue to drink!" Yan Chao said.

Gao Ge was a little surprised: "Can you still drink?"

"There is nothing that can't be done! As long as the sky has not fallen, we can't delay our drinking!" Yan Chao is very proud.

He reached out and picked up the jar of wine and poured himself a bowl. He just picked up the bowl full of wine. The singer suddenly shouted with a scorpion: "How come yam is back!"

"咔嚓".

The wine bowl fell to the ground, and Yan Chao was going to lie on the ground.

He looked at it for a long time, and he didn’t see the yam and other people coming back. He watched the high-songs of laughing and laughing, and suddenly he didn’t hit a place, and there was nowhere to go...

the other side.

Yam finally calmed down.

He drank his saliva and slapped it on the table.

"It seems that this nest is really broken and broken. If we don't dare to kill him, we dare to marry us!" Yam smeared the mouth.

Mangosteen whispered: "Mr. Mangosteen, I think, we don't need to be angry. In our Tianmen, who will take him seriously?"

"But I am not happy!" Yam hated and said, "He can be bullied by anyone like this, and the small role of the kneading person, why dare to be so mad in front of me?"

If the song is here, you will sigh and say that it is difficult to understand their way of thinking.

What did Yan Chao look like in front of them? Is this called Zhang Mania?

Was vomiting blood, did not dare to pay back, how can this be mad?

In fact, this is quite easy to understand.

In the view of yam, Yan Chao is not bad enough to be bullied.

Why can someone else step into the dust in the nest, let him learn dog barking, learn to call me, and squat together, when they get to them, can't they?

Many bullies in the school are such a form. When I feel that I am bullying people, no one else bullies more, I feel that I have suffered a lot of losses and lost a lot of face.

This situation, from a scientific point of view, is a kind of "the universe is invincible and stupid.

Is it very written?

"The yam brother, in fact, I have a way." Another girl, suddenly said.

"Oh? Hawthorn, sister, what do you think?" asked Yam.

Yes, feelings are another one to eat.

Hawthorn's body is slightly fat, especially when standing with the slim mangosteen, it can form a strong contrast, but this does not prevent her from being sought after. After all, in this savage Tianmen, there can be a girl. Very good, can you pick and choose?

On the face of the mountain, there was a hint of cold color, and whispered: "In fact, it is not a good idea. Since we want to kill Yan Chao and don't want to be blamed by the sects, then we are poisoned."

"Under poisoning?" Yam made a chill. "Is this still not easy to find?"

"The method is always more difficult than it is." Hawthorn said with a smile, "They can't eat without it? We just have to wait for the food service, there is no problem."

The yam eyes lit up, and the mangosteen and the black boy frowned.

They always feel that this time they are playing a bit big.

After all, Yan Chao’s people are not likable, but they have not offended them so far. Occasionally follow the trend, bullying and bullying are almost the same. Does this have to kill others?

This mountain is really a bit of scum...