Four and a Half Years Old Prophet is Pampered by Ten Brothers

Qiu Ji originally suspected that the drone incident had something to do with Yunda and the others.

After thinking about it, he used a blind eye, even if it was Master Yun, he couldn't find them right away.

That Master Yun Tian was still his peers, and he probably didn't understand these drones. Maybe it was a nearby farmer who used the wrong thing for sowing.

He takes the lead, with a whisk in his hand, very vigilant.

The little green paper men were very small and crawling forward. It was almost when they were in front of them that Qiu Ji, who was too old, found these little paper men.

"Such an exquisite little paperman, it must be a person from Qingshuiguan!"

Qiu Ji was calm before, but the three words Qingshuiguan are like mountains. As long as he thinks or mentions it, he will recall the scene of being chased and beaten by Yunda and others when he was young, and his whole body hurts.

His contemporaries are also very sensitive to the three words.

"Boom!"

The little green paper men swelled in place and turned into big green fat men, raising their fists and rushing towards the group of veterans.

"Such flexibility must be made by people from Shimizu View!"

"Damn it, isn't it that Yun San is not good at handling paper?"

When many veterans evaded, they criticized the fat green man.

"I once dealt with a certain junior from Qingshuiguan, and he also handles paper. The paper man is very human, not fat at all!"

When the fat green guys heard them say they were fat, they beaten more vigorously.

The veterans chanted curses one after another, and it took a lot of effort to solve a fat green man.

There were hundreds of fat green guys who came round, and there were only a dozen of them, and among them were dragging their feet.

Qiu Ji had a bad feeling in his heart.

When he paused for a while, a fat green man punched his face, and he escaped in time, but the rope tied to his hair was cut off, and his gray hair fell, covering half of the shady bird's face.

"... the fire is coming!"

With a curse, he whispered in his hands and called out a big fire, and the bodies of the few fat green men who were close by were all fired.

At this moment, a shower of rain floated over and extinguished the fire.

The slightly dark fat green man shook his body and continued to beat people.

"How can it be?"

Qiu Ji still knew the weakness of the paper man.

Ordinary paper people are afraid of water, fire and thunder. It is said that only a certain genius disciple of the previous generations of Qingshuiguan can make paper people that are not invaded by water and fire.

Now the person who controls the paper will practice for a while, and the skill will be close to that person.

Qiu Ji squeezed the whisk tightly, unwilling to his face.

They couldn't cultivate a few great masters with all their efforts in Heming View, where did they find the disciple of Qingshui View?

Why are all good things taken away by their Qingshui View?

"Don't mess up, everyone," Qiu Ji sank his face and even made up his mind that he would kill the genius today, "Set up!"

ten minutes later.

Thunder and lightning rolled by, and the fat green people turned to ashes.

Everyone was relieved.

Qiu Ji looked around, his pupils shrank sharply.

"Where else did a few people go?"

There were a few people lying on the ground who could not move or were asleep. The people who followed him in the formation were all by his side, but there were five others who were missing.

Qiu Ji lowered his face.

"Who is at work in secret?"

The old man close to him was a little embarrassed.

"Big brother, those five seem to have ran away by themselves."

He pointed in the direction of the mountain forest.

"I ran over there, I thought I would just hide in the mountains."

Qiu Ji: "..."

The five escaped.

They are also the masters of Hemingguan's older generation, and they have also participated in the events of the year.

After Patriarch Yun and Master Yuntian'death', they did have a good time.

In terms of strength, they only have a little strength, but the most powerful people are gone. Don't those wealthy businessmen have to hold their little strength people?

Back then, I dared to follow Qiu Jiqian because of profit.

This will run away alone, for the sake of life.

They have all the glory and wealth, so why bother to destroy the view of Qingshui?

At that time, Qingshuiguan had only the ancestor Yun and the three apprentices, and none of them won. Now that there are so many Qingshuiguan disciples, and many of them are powerful, why bother to target others?

The leader even sneered.

"What destroyed the Qingshui Temple and seized the title of the world's first Taoist Temple, I think Qiu Ji was not reconciled to losing to Yunda everywhere in the past!"

Another echoed: "It's more than just losing to Yunda, and Yuner and Yunsan!"

They had the same interests before, and they looked forward to Qiu Ji's horse, and they all ran away, so who would want to hold Qiu Ji.

"Speaking of disciples, people Yun San accepts geniuses, and Qiu Ji accepts stupid people!"

"After all, he himself is a stupid, how can he teach a great disciple?"

The five people scolded Qiu Ji bloody.

This is a grievance accumulated for many years.

"Qiu Ji pretended to be that way when he was young. In fact, his strength is very ordinary. His master killed Yun Da. He thought that Qiu Ji could become famous, but he still lost to Yun Da, so Qiu Ji ran to kill Yun Da."

In the same era, Yunda is definitely their unattainable peak.

When the peak fell, those with insufficient strength all had their days ahead, and the ones who benefited the most were Qiu Ji and several other leaders in Taoism.

In the past few decades, wealthy businessmen from all over the world have held them up, and once nothing has happened, these people really think they have that level of strength.

If they really had that level of strength, they wouldn't have to use evil ways to calculate Yunsan.

When you say a word to me, the five people came to the edge of the forest, and they all showed joy. When they were about to plunge into the forest, a group of men in black suits appeared in the field of vision.

These men are taller, with tight muscles, and their sharp eyes look like an eagle staring at a chick.

Little chickens: "..."

Qiu Ji didn't plan to care about the five people anymore. He lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the six people lying on the ground, and said indifferently, "Don't care about them, let's go."

The remaining six hesitated.

Qiu Ji glanced at them sideways.

"We have suffered heavy losses, but we don't know where the enemy is hiding. Who is it? Are you sure you still have to take these few draggers?"

The six no longer hesitate.

With no hindrance, the seven left easily.

A few vines emerged from the grass on the side, **** the six people who had been thrown down, and quickly dragged them away.

Qiu Ji unceremoniously controlled a driver and asked him to leave the seven of them in a van.

Even the veteran, seven people are too crowded to make this van.

In the past few decades, their trips were arranged by wealthy businessmen, with luxury cars, accompanied by beautiful women, eating food and drinking good wine.

Several people looked at each other, and when they looked at Qiu Jishi sitting in front, they also complained a little.

Had it not been for Qiu Ji to suddenly ask them to gather, they would be eating and drinking spicy food.

Even if Yunda wants revenge and wants to find them, it will take some time. They can't do anything else, they can still escape.

The kidnapped driver drove cautiously.

The vehicle sped away, and the fields on both sides of the road retreated quickly.

"Boom!"

The vehicle stopped suddenly.

Qiu Ji, who was sitting in the co-pilot, looked at the driver blankly.

The driver was trembling.

"I don't know what's going on? Suddenly, it stopped."

Qiu Ji said coldly: "Go down and check."

The driver got out of the car and ran away without thinking about it.

Qiu Ji sneered and shot directly.

"I still want to..."

Passing by, a fat white man suddenly grew out of him, picked up the driver and ran away, Qiu Ji's attack failed.

At this time, many white fat people grew on both sides of the road. You squeezed me, I squeezed you, and instantly surrounded Qiu Ji and his group.

A sword light flashed, and the van was chopped in half. Several veterans were sitting next to each other with their arms directly cut off.

"Ahhhhhhh!"