My brother is too strong

"boom!"

Wutongshu was kicked in the waist and fell to the ground.

Only then did he react.

He is Lu Shaoqing's practice partner.

"It's okay not to give me face, but you can't not give face to my master and my wife. You are so brave..."

"Bang, bang..."

Lu Shaoqing flew up and rode on the sycamore tree, directly pressing on the sycamore tree and beating it.

The fist came down with a thud.

The sycamore tree was stunned.

"Ah, ah, you, you bastard..."

"If you don't give face to my master and my wife, you are going against me."

"If I don't deal with you, others will say that I am unfilial. You are so vicious that you actually want to trap me into being unfaithful, unjust, and unfilial."

"Do you want to eat this meal? Ah, want to eat or not, want to eat or not..."

After a beating, the sycamore tree lay on the ground, imageless.

Although it is a sycamore tree, it is very hard, and when transformed into a human form, it is also harder than an ordinary monk.

But at this moment, he was still beaten with a black nose and a swollen face.

The pain made the sycamore tree burst into tears.

Lu Shaoqing stood up, clapped his hands, and said to the dull little sycamore tree next to him, "Look, that's it."

"Do you understand? If you don't understand, you can tell me and I will continue to show you."

Do you want to continue demonstrating?

Without saying a word, Wutongshu got up from the ground and roared at Lu Shaoqing, "You bastard, you bastard."

The sycamore tree wanted to change back to its original form and beat Lu Shaoqing to death with its branches.

This wasn't the first time he'd been hit.

Lu Shaoqing had beaten him before when he was in the demon world.

Moreover, this time, Lu Shaoqing's fist was particularly hard.

Lu Shaoqing asked with a smile, "Why are you angry?"

"Isn't this setting an example for Xiaoshu?"

"You said it yourself to be more generous and generous..."

Damn it!

Wutongshu rolled his eyes in anger.

angry?

The Wutong tree wanted to kill someone and stared at Lu Shaoqing fiercely, wishing to swallow Lu Shaoqing in one bite.

You try letting me beat you like this and see if you get angry?

Small-minded bastard.

Wutongshu knew why he was beaten, but it was this that made him so angry that he wanted to explode.

Damn, it's so hateful.

But what else can be done with the sycamore tree?

What else could he do besides being secretly angry?

He knew that Lu Shaoqing's so-called repayment of gratitude was all false, and his real purpose was to clean up himself.

"Despicable and shameless!" Wutong Tree could only verbally condemn, "If you do this, sooner or later the sky will be struck by lightning!"

Lu Shaoqing glanced at the sky and laughed, "Now that the world is like this, how can there be thunder and lightning?"

The chaos of Tianji is equivalent to the eyes of Tiandao being covered and becoming a deaf-mute existence.

Even if you want to uphold justice, you can't see or hear it.

Besides, Lu Shaoqing is not afraid of being struck by lightning at all.

No matter how powerful Lei is, is he as powerful as his big brother's fragments?

Lu Shaoqing comforted the Wutong tree kindly, "Don't be angry, let's go eat later."

"It's delicious, you'll be full, and you won't be angry when you're full..."

Wutong Tree gritted his teeth, "No..."

"Don't dream. If you beat me to death, I won't agree even if you beat me to death."

Hum, no matter how my sycamore tree is, it is still a sacred tree, blessed by heaven and earth.

My tree trunk is too stiff to bow to this disgusting bastard like you.

I am here, and I must maintain my father's dignity no matter what.

I want to teach my cubs a lesson: they must not yield to force, and they must not bow their heads even if they are beaten to death by powerful forces.

A man born in heaven and earth, how can he bow his head after being beaten?

Lu Shaoqing's eyes immediately became dangerous. He stared at the sycamore tree fiercely and looked up and down.

Finally, he took out the Mo Jun Sword and gestured towards the sycamore tree, "I am the most merciful person. I allow you to reorganize your language."

He gestured up and down, as if where to start, and split him into a bed.

Mo Jun jumped out, looked at the sycamore tree and drooled, "Boss, are you finally going to attack the old tree?"

"So old, it must be delicious, Chi Liu..."

Lu Shaoqing smiled slightly and said, "Take out the soup. It's a delicious old tree soup. It's delicious."

"Really?" Mo Jun's eyes became brighter, looking at the sycamore tree, his mouth watering even more, "Old tree, let me take a bite and see."

I go!

The sycamore tree suddenly felt creepy.

I feel like there are cold hairs growing on the surface of my old bark.

He is not afraid of Lu Shaoqing because he believes that Lu Shaoqing will not beat him to death.

However, he is afraid of Mr. Mo.

Lord Mo can swallow his essence, but once he swallows it, he really swallows it, and he can't spit it out.

He was sure that Lu Shaoqing would not kill him, but he was not sure that Lu Shaoqing would not kill him with Mo Jun's sword.

If you chop him with a few swords, Lord Mo will surely take the opportunity to devour his essence.

Why do you feel so wronged when you live under someone else's roof?

Don't you just want to save your own life?

Therefore, the sycamore tree lowered its head and said, "Eat, I'll just eat."

"You, put your sword away."

He was afraid when he looked at Mr. Mo.

Lu Shaoqing smiled slightly, put away Mo Jun's sword immediately, and turned to the small sycamore tree and said, "Look, do you understand?"

The little sycamore tree looked confused at this time.

He simply didn't react.

"In the future, if you encounter someone who doesn't give your uncle face, you should learn from me and help your uncle regain face."

"Only by being strong can you have face, you know?"

The little sycamore tree nodded repeatedly after hearing this, "I understand, boss. I will work hard to practice and become as powerful as you, boss."

The sycamore tree burst into tears.

Silly boy, can you look at me?

I was beaten to the point of losing face. Don’t you pity me?

He lowered his head. This was a failed lesson.

Well, it's not considered a failure. It can let the little tree know that a man can bend and stretch.

However, he was still very angry. He gritted his teeth and said, "Humph, apart from bullying our own people, what else can you do?"

"What do you mean?"

Wutongshu was not afraid of Lu Shaoqing's gaze, "Huh, you're going to let the three Mahayana escapers go like this?"

"For the spirit stone, can you not seek revenge from them?"

"Tch," Lu Shaoqing pouted, "Don't come here, don't you just want to know what I'm going to do next?"

"You are very nosy..."