Asura War Supreme

"Yes, I promise!" The corner of Li Yang's mouth raised a look of disdain. Now Lin Jingyu announced in public that he wanted to defeat himself in the zongmen competition. This is a battle between the two. Even if outsiders want to intervene, it is very difficult! At that time, Li Yang will be able to kill Lin Jingyu forcefully with a legitimate reason. Moreover, although the high-level people of the clan have a grudge, they can't say anything. After all, it's Lin Jingyu who wants to die himself. No wonder Three days later. Wuxuanzong's back mountain. In a room full of dry matches in the service hall. Plumes of thick smoke climbed out of the chimney. Hou Xiaolin leaned down and blew the bellows with his mouth to make the matches under the boiler burn more vigorously. It seems that the temperature inside the cabin is several degrees higher than that outside. Bean like sweat, overflow from his brow, and then across the cheek, however, the slender young man, is not aware of the general, but still kept to the boiler under the match, and then blow, so that the match burned more exuberant some! Three years ago, Hou Xiaolin has been doing this every day since he became a humble worker of Wu Xuanzong. From the first cock crowing in the morning to the time when the sun sets in the afternoon, he is collecting firewood, chopping firewood, burning firewood and going back and forth. Overwork makes his body, which has not been supplemented with much nutrition, seem to be thinner than before. However, as a miscellaneous worker, the lowest level of existence in the clan seems to be no different from that of a slave. Sometimes, they may be maliciously bullied by some narrow-minded disciples of the clan, so as to vent their worries in the day. Pop! However, at this time, seeing that Hou Xiaolin's movement seems to slow down a little, a purple robed disciple next to him directly beat Hou Xiaolin with a whip, which made the latter's rickety back, and a long bloodstain suddenly appeared! Hiss! Hou Xiaolin clenched his mouth to keep the pain from coming out, and his hands and feet speeded up, as if he didn't dare to resist. However, it seemed that he was a little hungry, and his whole head was very hot. In front of the "a" match, at this time has been shaking in front of me, as if all of a sudden, into a "two" in general! Sloshing! When the match was dropped on the ground, Hou Xiaolin finally fainted from hunger. Pop“ Boy, you're playing dead for me, aren't you Seeing Hou Xiaolin lying on the ground, the green robed disciple's whip suddenly swept over Hou Xiaolin's body, making the latter show several bloodstains“ Get up! Work! Do you hear me! I want you to install it for me! Load me! Pretend make love! The frightening sound of the whip beating on the flesh and blood is constantly spreading out, which makes Hou Xiaolin's blood mottled and his lips squirming. It seems that there is the last sign of life! Boom! Just then, in the setting sun, the gate of the firewood house was blown into debris“ Who are you? " The purple robed disciple frowned and looked at the boy in white who suddenly appeared in front of him“ I'm his friend The young man turned his head slightly, and his eyes fell on Hou Xiaolin. In a moment, he felt cold and gradually spread out. His eyes seemed to kill people“ Oh, it's a joke that a lowly worker should have friends as well