Biography of Wei Zixiu Xian

Chapter 759 Lessons
The man's upper body was extremely short, that is, the height of an ordinary ten-year-old child, but the leg bones were those of a normal adult male, and it was like walking on stilts on his body.

It was indeed eye-catching, and when Zhang Dali saw it, the man rushed to Zhang Dali with his bony thighs that looked like they were on stilts.

Raised his leg to sweep across, Zhang Dali only came in time to raise his hand to block it, and saw a thick white air coming out of that bony thigh, as soon as he touched Zhang Dali's arms, Zhang Dali seemed to be stung by something of.

A sharp pain came from his arm, and Zhang Dali found out in horror that the place where his arm had been in contact with the bony thigh just now had corroded and exposed the bones.

No wonder it hurts so much.

Zhang Dali sprinted on his hind legs, and became angry when he saw this.

But the person who gave Zhang Dali a kick just now didn't continue to act, as if the kick just now was just to teach him a lesson.

At this time, holding his shoulders, he looked at Zhang Dali provocatively.

When did Zhang Dali get this kind of anger, and with a groan, he was about to rush forward.

But was detained again by Wan Jue and Zhang San.

"What are you doing? He hurt me first. If you don't help me, what are you stopping me for?"

Zhang Dali is feeling sad and wronged now.

"Dali, don't be impulsive, the master didn't say anything, don't cause trouble."

"Bah, bastard."

Seeing that Zhang Dali was being appeased, the evil cultivator said with contempt.

Ronglian Street does not allow evil cultivators to harm the gray merchants, but if the gray merchants take the initiative, then no one will care.

Therefore, the evil cultivators here usually keep provoking and provoking the gray merchants who come here, motivating them to take the initiative.

The rich oil on gray merchants' bodies, whether it's their bodies or their storage bags, are all coveted objects of evil cultivators.

Just like Zhang Dali who was stimulated, if Zhang Dali took the initiative to confront the opponent, he would be beaten to death by the opponent, and no one would bother.

At that time, whether it is a person or a thing, it will all belong to that evil cultivator.

Although gray merchants travel to and from Lingsha City, who knows if there are any high-ranking monks behind the evil cultivators?

Even if he was provoked, he could only swallow his anger, for fear of causing trouble that he could not solve.

As soon as Zhang Dali came here, he looked around, not at all cautious like the old-school gray merchants, and he looked like a newcomer.

To deal with a person like him, as long as you provoke him casually, you can succeed.

For an evil cultivator with a special appearance like him, if he leaves Lingsha City and goes outside, he can be recognized as an evil cultivator at a glance, but it is actually difficult.

It's rare to find someone who feels easy to use, and the other party will naturally not miss this good opportunity.

Like him, there were not a few people who came to Ronglian Street to look for prey, and he was not the only one who was ready to move against Wei Zi and his party just now.

It's just that the white bone evil cultivator strikes first, and the other evil cultivators can only watch from the sidelines with some regret.

Zhang Dali could no longer swallow his anger this time.

After breaking away from the two of them, he rushed up.

Fighting with that white bone evil cultivator came to a place.

Zhang Dali is only at the early stage of the golden core, but the white bone evil cultivator is already in the middle stage of the golden core. Not only is Zhang Dali suppressed in terms of cultivation, but the evil moves of the white bone evil cultivator are emerging endlessly. Zhang Dali can't stand it after only a few rounds. .

Frequently asking for help to Zhang San and Wan Jue.

It's just that Zhang Dali is impulsive and hasn't accurately realized the change of his identity, but Zhang San and Wan Jue deeply understand that they are no longer the free-spirited Sand Pirates who can act as they please.

Above them, there is a master.

Wan Jue looked at Wei Zi who was standing not far away, watching this competition like those evil cultivators who watched the excitement, and understood in his heart that Wei Zi wanted to use the hands of this evil cultivator to teach Zhang Dali a harsh lesson .

After changing, he still has a somewhat unruly temperament.

Let him know what is up and down.

If at this time, the two of them dared to act privately to ruin Wei Zi's plan and save Zhang Dali, the consequences would definitely not be what they wanted to see.

After thinking through all this, Wan Jue took the initiative, but instead of stepping forward to help Zhang Dali who was already in danger, he walked behind Wei Zi.

expressed his attitude.

Zhang San looked at Zhang Dali with many bones exposed on his body, and struggled a little. It's not that he didn't understand Wei Zi's thoughts, Wan Zong could understand it, and he could see it too, but Zhang Dali was his brother who had known him for many years. Seeing him in such misery now, he couldn't bear it.

However, in the end reason still prevailed over emotion, and Zhang San also stood behind Wei Zi after he was exhausted, and called out in pleading voice: "Master..."

Wei Zi didn't answer, and Zhang San didn't dare to say more, so he kept his mouth shut.

Zhang Dali felt desperate and even regretted what he had done before.

Zhang Dali was in a trance, Zhang Dali had already been stepped on by Baigu Xixiu, a silver hook appeared in the opponent's hand, hooked Zhang Dali's neck, pulled him, and was about to leave Ronglian Street.

Ronglian Street cannot kill ash merchants.

Even if the other party takes the initiative.

However, in other neighborhoods, it's casual.

"Woooo..."

Zhang Dali let out a sobbing sound, which sounded particularly desolate.

Wei Zi wandered around for a week, and saw that all gray merchants seemed to have nothing to do with him. At most, some people would turn their heads away with a look of resentment, as if they couldn't bear to see this scene.

After Wei Zi recorded everyone's performance, he finally made a move.

As soon as the Jinghong sword came out, the long silver hook snapped off, and Zhang Dali finally returned to his freedom, panting continuously.

In a panic, he covered the neck that was cut by the long hook with his hands.

The blood seemed to have stimulated the evil cultivators present, and they all stared at him with eagerness on their faces.

Zhang Dali was really frightened this time, and stepped back in a panic.

Zhang San stepped forward in time, took out the wound medicine, applied it on him, and the blood that had been dripping out stopped immediately.

Seeing Wei Zi at this moment, Jinghong sword had already been put away by her, and her hands had pinched the opponent's neck at some point.

He lifted the opponent up and hung him in mid-air.

"Anyone who messes with me again, I'll kill you, understand?"

After Wei Zi finished speaking, he directly extended his hand to the opponent's thigh.

"Master, don't."

Zhang Dali was badly injured by that leg bone just now, and his body was full of bumps and bumps. He didn't know when he would be able to heal it.

Wei Zi seemed to have forgotten the loss he suffered just now, and it seemed that he didn't hear Zhang Dali's cry at all.

The hand has grasped the opponent's leg bone.

The red flame and golden crow claws were cast, the flames in the hand were steaming, and with a little force, the bone thigh was broken off from Xie Xiu's body.

The white bone evil cultivator let out a painful "Aww", which made all the people watching the excitement stand still for a moment.

(End of this chapter)