Chapter 3085: Don't talk coldly

  Chapter 3085 Don't talk cold words

  He still has his nostrils up to the sky, but he used to stand up to the sky, but now he is lying up to the sky. His gaze was in chaos and blankness. He should have been completely blinded by that slap, only his limbs were still twitching.

  If you don’t see it with your own eyes, who would dare to believe that the strong man who is at the peak of the second-tier Emperor Saint and is only one step away from the third-tier Emperor will be slapped like this. And the person who shot was still a young man in his twenties.

  Looking at the people standing in front of Gu Fenghua with a relaxed expression, like a quiet night strolling in the courtyard, everyone's minds are like He Yandao, chaotic and blank.

  Even Gu Fenghua was shocked. They were right. Although He Yandao's cultivation is strong, it is far from the level of Duan Qingyun and Changsun Luocang. Although they have been suppressed, their holy energy is not completely inoperable, so when he takes a palm Photographed, several people are ready to draw their swords.

  However, Ye Yunji rushed ahead of them.

  I had thought before that even if Ye Yunji could not defeat He Yandao and Hong Yuanan, both of them are emperor sages, but as long as he is there, they would definitely have no problem getting out. It's just because of his special bloodline and technique, as well as his unparalleled origins, that made them hesitate to let him do anything casually.

  Who knows, when Ye Yunji really made a move, it was so terrible! That was the strong man at the peak of the Second Stage Emperor, who was so vulnerable in front of him that he was directly slapped to the ground with a slap.

  Knowing that you are strong, you don’t have to be strong. At this moment, even Gu Fenghua feels a bit deeply hit.

   "Well, does it count as being struck by lightning by pretending to be X?" Lorne asked in a low voice while letting go of his fingers holding the hilt of the sword, tilting his head and looking at what was still pumping and pumping on the ground.

   "People are fanned like this, so don't talk anymore. Respecting the old and loving the young are our traditional virtues." Gu Fenghua said righteously.

  The words are very nice, but the smile is unusually brisk, and the words of happiness and misfortune are almost written on his face. Respecting the old and loving the young depends on who is good or not. There are more and more people in this world who rely on the old and sell the old and disrespect the old. Not to mention the old and the bad, but the bad guys are getting old. No one likes to persuade, she respects how old she is.

   "Yes, look at other people's age, their teeth have been slapped, how pitiful, let's stop talking coldly." Bai Fatty echoed. It was pitiful, but there was no sign of sympathy on his face, and his smile almost reached the roots of his ears.

"Amitabha..." Ye Wu-Se remembered his identity as a Buddhist disciple once in a while, declared a Buddha's name with compassion on his face, and said with earnestness, "Kindness, you must be compassionate to be a man, you see others live such a big life. Age, it’s not easy to have this level of cultivation. It’s pitiful enough to be injured like this. Even if the tooth is knocked out, you don’t want to talk coldly. By the way, look at this tooth, how good, how white, and also I don’t know how to maintain it. We’re about to reach this age. I’m afraid it’s rare to have such a good tooth. After a while, he wakes up and asks carefully, what exactly is this tooth brushed with, and how can it be maintained so well."

  In the beginning, the monk Ye Da looked very compassionate, but why did his expression become more excited later?

Next to   , Lorne is already a black line: I am so embarrassed to tell me not to talk cold words, but you don't talk cold words, so you just sprinkle salt and poke knives on other people's wounds.

  (End of this chapter)