Urban Madness

"Today is just to teach you a lesson, let you know the importance of cultivation, and don't make such stupid mistakes in the future."

"The real war is about to start. Our enemy this time is different from the previous one, and the battle we have to face is not the same as before."

"Although the previous battle between the human race and the demon race was actually grand, it was definitely not as good as today!"

"If the land of the gods really takes action at that time, can we resist it with our current strength?"

"I heard that those high-ranking Heavenly Venerates also have gods and goddesses, all of them are the peerless geniuses of the human race. Let's touch them and see who is stronger!"

The holy son of Qilin gritted his teeth heavily, his fingers were clicking, and his eyes were full of determination.

Not to mention those peerless immortals, their enemies are the so-called gods and goddesses!

If the two sides really fight, they will not only represent themselves, but the entire wild world, the entire monster clan!

So the battle at that time can only be successful and not allowed to fail, and now this guy Jiaolong Shengzi dares to paddle, so what is it that he is not looking for a fight?

Jiaolong Shengzi wanted to refute the rebuttal, but seeing the iron fist that Qilin Shengzi had already clenched, he still kept his mouth shut.

"Get up, get up, don't disturb this holy son's rest, don't stay where it's cool!"

Holy Son Jiaolong pushed the demon disciple in front of him away, and before entering the house, he put down a harsh word.

"Listen, this holy son has been cultivating for a long enough time, what is needed now is adequate sleep and rest!"

"No one is allowed to enter this room without this Holy Son's order, and don't call me for anything, do you hear me?"

"I hear it!"

The demon disciple responded shiveringly.

"It's almost the same, get away!"

Holy Son Jiaolong slammed the door shut.

Looking at the warm and comfortable bed in front of him, Saint Child Jiaolong couldn't close his mouth when he smiled.

After waiting for so long, it was finally time to rest.

"My dear bed, here I come!"

Jiaolong Shengzi was lying on the bed and closed his eyes with relief.

But the next moment, his eyes opened again, and he looked around the room vigilantly. He always felt that there was something wrong with the breath in the room today.

No, everything seems to be coming from under the bed!

Holy Son Jiaolong leaned down, wanting to check the movement under the bed, but when he saw it, he almost didn't send him away.

I saw the faces of five big men under the bed, all of them looked at him with evil smiles, as if they were looking at their prey.

"Mom!"

Just as Jiaolong Shengzi was about to resist, the whole person was bound by a formation.

At this time, he not only couldn't use his spiritual energy, but he couldn't even make a sound.

Si Ming, who was wearing a black mask, tightened the formation again, and then the fifth man in black took a sack and put it on the Jiaolong Holy Son.

Afterwards, the fifth man in black carried the sack on his shoulders, and followed the trail of Space Avenue and teleported out of the house.

The little demon stationed outside the house seemed to hear something and turned around in confusion.

"Did you hear anything just now?"

"what?"

"It seems that there is movement in the room of the Holy Son, or let's go and see what's going on."

"Where are you going? Are you crazy? Didn't you listen to what the Son said? What he needs now is a good rest, and no one should disturb him!"

"It's not that you don't know his temper. If it disturbs his good dreams, you will look good."

"Oh, yes, too."

The demon disciples calmed down and stood up again. This is their duty.

In fact, if this matter is put on the other saints and saints, the two of them will go in.

But the Jiaolong Holy Son's temper is really not very good, whether it's towards Ye Fan or them, it's like a powder keg that explodes at one point.

For the sake of your own safety, don't go in and find yourself unhappy.

In a canyon in the wild world, there are terrifying figures standing, it is the fifth man in black and others!

The fifth man in black put the sack on the ground, opened the pocket, and revealed the head of the Jiaolong Holy Son.

Looking at the ferocious guys with masks on their heads in front of them, a great sense of fear flooded into the heart of the Holy Son of Jiaolong.

But even so, he shouted furiously.

"Who are you guys? How did you get into this Saint Son's room? Why did you kidnap Ben Saint Son here? What is your intention?"

"Do you know who this Holy Son is? Do you know how much the Holy Master holds me? You guys dare to kidnap me, you are really impatient!"

"What are you still doing, don't you release this saint child quickly, do you really want to die?"

Jiaolong Shengzi's mouth seemed to be open and he couldn't stop at all.

But Ye Fan and the others on the opposite side didn't pay any attention to this, but instead talked on their own.

"This guy's mouth is quite hard. He should be looking for a fight. Otherwise, let's teach him a lesson."

"No, no, I think it's too cheap to teach him a lesson. He has been scolding us just now, at least he has to screw his head off."

"No, no, it's a little too happy to screw his head off and let him die. We should cut him with a thousand cuts and let him experience Ling Chi's pain."

Ye Fan and the others were talking with each other, and the Holy Son Jiaolong was terrified.

Brother, are you really okay? Talking about how to deal with yourself in front of your own face is really murderous!

Not to mention that those methods are extremely frightening, and just listening to them can make your legs and feet go weak.

Since Ye Fan and the others used the spiritual energy to change their vocal cords in advance, the Holy Son of Jiaolong just didn't hear it.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about it here, let our holy son Jiaolong choose one, after all, they are the parties!"

"Yes, yes, let's give you a chance to say, what kind of death method you want, save the time to say that we didn't give you a chance, and let you die unclear."

After listening to these words, Jiaolong's heart instantly sank to the bottom of the valley.

It seems that he is really in trouble, he has encountered a few desperados!

"You know that I am the Holy Son of Jiaolong? Since you know it, why do you dare to do such a bold thing? Are you really not afraid of retribution?"

"Hurry up and let go of this holy son, don't be unhappy anymore!"

"As the saying goes, stay on the line, see you in the future, you still have to leave a good way for you, don't cut off your own way, or you will have no place to regret it."

Upon closer inspection, Jiaolong Saint Son's lips were trembling, but he still maintained the most basic prestige of a Saint Son.

After all, it is the pinnacle of the younger generation of the demon clan. If you are frightened by this, you will be embarrassed after it spreads.