super bad fairy

Chapter 18 Sure enough, I didn't misunderstand you

The two of them were talking and laughing at Yan Yan just now, but Han Wuzi changed the subject and wanted to settle accounts with Zhen Huaiqiu!Could it be that these old monsters who have lived for a long time have some extremely perverted thoughts in their hearts, they like to hide their swords with people's smiles, and when they talk about happy things, they suddenly turn their faces and put people to death?

If he were to fight with Han Wuzi with real knives and guns, Zhen Huai would definitely not be the opponent of Cam Wu Zi. Just now, Han Wu Zi released a little bit of cold air, freezing Zhen Huai's undeveloped wood in a state of arousal, just like an impotent man , I really can't get an erection!So Zhen Huai was also worried, hoping that Han Wuzi would change his mind and not act rashly.

Zhen Huai's heart tightened, and he pretended to be extremely sad, and said, "Senior, don't act rashly! This junior has no choice but to enter the Hall of Burying Souls of Seniors. Today, our Tiangang Sect is no longer the first-class sect it was thousands of years ago! The third-rate sect is governed by the Zixiao Sect a hundred miles away, and they have to pay taxes according to the number of people every year, if they don’t pay..."

Looking at the expression of Han Wuzi, Zhen Huai laughed and said that in the end, Han Wuzi's face became more and more ugly, until he said "when the tax is collected", Han Wuzi's face was already extremely angry, as if there was a flame of anger, and he was about to come out Eruptions erupted from his frosty face, while the two of them walked around the space, the temperature dropped sharply, the cold wind howling, piercing the bone marrow.

"If you don't pay, so what?" Han Wuzi's eyes were concentrated, like a sword energy, shooting into Zhen Huai's heart.

"If you don't hand it over, Zi Xiaozong will not guarantee the safety of my Tiangangzong. The sect is in danger and is in danger of being destroyed at any time! So in order to collect some spiritual stones and jade for the sect as tax revenue, the heavenly materials and earthly treasures are completely For the sake of the sect, there is no selfishness! It’s just that there have been fewer and fewer treasures in the cultivation world for thousands of years. It’s not easy to find the treasures of heaven and earth and Lingshi Lingyu! Entering the Hall of Burying Souls where senior is, if we bring back all the vermilion fruits here, it will definitely be worth the tax revenue of our Tiangang Sect for decades, so please let me do it for you, senior!"

Zhen Huai's voice was sharp, and the words in his mouth became more and more upright. After realizing that the expression on Han Wuzi's face was getting colder and colder, Zhen Huai's tone changed suddenly, and he speculated: "Dare to ask this senior Han Wuzi, is it really my Tiangang sect?" Zongmen elders?"

"You junior! Ask knowingly, if I am not a member of the Tiangang Sect, how can your little life be kept until now?"

At this time, Han Wuzi's anger towards Zhen Huai had been completely transferred to Zi Xiaozong, so when he spoke to Zhen Huai, there was less anger and more melancholy!Anyway, the Tiangang Sect was also a famous and vast sect in the world thousands of years ago. All the cultivators in this world, including the head of the Shenxiao Taoist Sect, who would not respectfully say "Senior" when they saw him, Han Wuzi?
Unexpectedly, thousands of years later, Tiangangzong would be reduced to such a state, which made Han Wuzi extremely angry!
Eyeballs rolled around for a while, and Zhen Huai thought to himself: "Okay! Since you are a senior expert of my Tiangang Sect, naturally you won't really want the life of a junior disciple like me. Now, in this Burial Soul Hall with you When we meet each other, I have to fool you, the best is to fool you into my younger brother! Or like Yang Guo fooling Xidu Ouyang Feng, learn some toad magic skills or something, it won't waste me walking around the Hall of Burying Souls !"

Plop...

Zhen Huai bowed down to Han Wuzi, thinking in his heart: "You are the senior of my sect, and you are many generations higher than the ancestor of the sect master. It doesn't count if I bow to you." Lost identity!".

However, the expression on his face became extremely resolute, and his words were extremely earnest. Zhen Huai said: "Since this junior disturbed Senior Han Wuzi's dream, please kill this junior, and let this junior have a chance to atone for his sins! It's just my Tiangang sect." It was originally a third-rate sect, and the taxes paid were not too much, but now Zi Xiaozong suddenly regards my Tiangang sect as a second-rate sect, and the sect really cannot pay taxes..."

Speaking of this, Zhen Huai's tone changed, and his voice was sonorous, and said: "I also ask Senior Han Wuzi to send some vermilion fruits to the sect, so that my Tiangang sect can continue the inheritance for decades!"

"Okay! I, Han Wuzi, did not misunderstand you. The disciples of my Tiangang Sect are indeed strong-minded people. What's more, you are full of righteousness. From your words, it can be seen that although my Tiangang Sect is not as powerful as In the past, the awe-inspiring righteousness in the disciples' bodies not only did not dissipate, but continued to increase!"

Stretching out his hand to lift Zhen Huai up from the ground, Han Wuzi's heart warmed up, but the coldness in his eyes became more pure, and he said in a deep voice, "A little Zi Xiaozong dares to play wild in our Tiangangzong...I, Han Wuzi, fell Let's see how much Zi Xiaozong weighs!"

(End of this chapter)