Hong Huang: The opening reveals that Hongjun is the boss

“……”

Quasi-mention.

“……”

Leading.

The two are a bit square.

“Alas, it’s just that, this world knows itself coldly and warmly, what is the meaning of my life, how unfair the way of heaven is, how unfair heaven and earth are, no one has mercy, this flood, don’t wait for it!”

“Daoist, I will die with you!”

Gritting his teeth, the look of bitterness on his face became more and more intense, and he pulled Jun Ti and rushed to the pillar with grief and indignation.

One second, two seconds, three seconds…

The two of them became more and more anxious, and their speed became slower and slower, and finally stopped directly in front of the pillar.

Well?

Well???

No one stopped you?

This script is so wrong!

“Fight.”

Looking at each other, both of them could see the fierceness in each other’s eyes.

Think we’re pretending?

That’s true.

Boom!!!

Boom!!!

The two directly hit the pillar, and suddenly, blood overflowed, and without stopping, the two began to crash into the pillar frantically, the originally white pillar turned golden, and the sound of banging continued to resound in the hall.

“……”

All the strong.

Have you ever seen such a faceless face, doesn’t it hurt?

“Okay, don’t bump it, no one will give way.”

Hong Yun spoke.

“Don’t let it?”

A little dizzy, Zhun Ti raised his head, saw that everyone looked calm, the corners of their mouths twitched, silently recovered from the injury on the head, embarrassed to find a seam to drill into.

“Brother Dao, what should I do now?”

“Cold mix.”

“……”

The two ran to the back of the hall and sat down.

The situation seems to be out of control?

This meow doesn’t seem to be quite the same as the script!?

After the calf, there is nothing they can do.

Rumble!!!

At this time, the gate of the Zixiao Palace closed suddenly, and in an instant, all kinds of light bloomed, boundless neon overflowing, flying rainbow light reflected between heaven and earth, and there were also auspicious rui and immortals dancing in the void.

Silently, Hongjun appeared on the high platform futon.

“Welcome to the saint.”

“Welcome to the saint.”

“Welcome to the saint.”

The strong people quickly got up and shouted loudly.

Dawn has arrived!

“Excuse me, sit.”

Hongjun said calmly.

When he saw the situation of the six futons, Hong Jun’s brows frowned slightly, and his heart sank.

MMP, sure enough, something went wrong.

Good fellow, Di Jun also ran to the futon, this is still worth it, you preached that the Lich Tribulation should continue, the demon clan directly defeated the Wu clan to dominate the flood famine?

Thinking of this, the corner of Hongjun’s mouth twitched, speechless.

The picture is too beautiful, Hongjun dare not imagine.

“Leading, Zhun Ti, and the other two have great luck, why are they sitting at the back.”

Hong Jun said slowly.

He can only forcibly save his dignity in the end, there is no way.

“Saint, we are suffering, I waited for my brother to go through many chaotic crises through hardships and dangers before coming to the Zixiao Palace, but the result was that no one gave up the seat for my brother, and we had no way to sit at the back, and asked the saint to understand.”

Jun Ti threw himself on the ground and wailed.

The majestic face of the Da Luo Realm?

What is that and can I eat it?

“Even so, I don’t know which one is willing to give up the futon for the two.”

Hong Jun said logically.

Quiet!

Dead silence!

No one in the entire hall spoke, and the people sitting on the futon looked at each other.

Let it out?

When they are fools, who still can’t see that this futon contains great opportunities, related to sanctification, only those with bad brains will let them.

“……”

Hongjun.

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Heavenly book I suck your uncle, the wool has always been on me?

Why are the unlucky ones all me.

The team is too difficult to bring, and Hongjun is so tired.

“No one gave up your seat?”

Hong Jun said displeased, “If there is no one to let it, then there will be two more.” ”

Saying indifferently, Hongjun waved his hand, and all the people in the front of the two rows were moved to the back, and two futons appeared in the front out of thin air, and the quasi-lifting and leading appeared directly on the futon.

“From now on, everyone will sit according to this seat, and the sermon will officially begin.”

Hongjun said expressionlessly.

Think he can’t help it?

Naive!

Amusing!

It’s a big deal to add two more seats, simple, as for how to arrange Hongmeng purple qi at that time, Hongjun has other plans.

“Immortal Dao…”

Without saying anything more, Hongjun slowly began to preach.

The sky is falling, the ground is surging golden lotus, the words are casual, the mouth contains the heavenly constitution, as Hongjun opened his mouth, many visions suddenly appeared in the Zixiao Palace, faintly reverberating with the sound of the avenue, and there are also fairy sounds and wonderful music emerging.