Brother Dao Committed Evil Again

Outside the gate of Pang Mansion, the plaque of Xiaoyao Mansion was lying on the ground in pieces, and was smashed into pieces.

And what caused all this was the drunk guest.

As for Mengtian, this cunning man had already disappeared into the crowd, so he wouldn't be foolishly waiting for someone to clean him up.

"very fat" can't be called very fat now, it has to be renamed "very angry".

I saw that his big fat head was blushing, his nose was panting heavily, he rolled up his sleeves, and without a word he stepped forward to beat the drunk.

Neither of them used aura, and they were tearing and scrambling like a market scoundrel.

The servants on the side looked at each other in dismay, not knowing when the master of his family was so unpretentious. In the past, it was their subordinates who went into battle. This was the first time I saw him beat someone. I didn't expect it to be like this... Hilarious.

The clothes were messy, no matter what, the fat and fleshy flesh could not be blocked and rushed out. At this time, he rode on the drunkard like sitting on a mountain. He punched and punched again. nonstop cursing,

"I'll let you, I don't know what my surname is after pouring some yellow soup, and I dare to break the plaque of this deity, and see that I can't kill you."

The drunkard doesn't seem to have any pain perception, no matter what he does with it, his eyes are blinded, and he just smiles stupidly, "Hehe~~ girl~ give me a smile! Uncle has a reward!"

After he finished speaking, he grabbed his hand into his purse, and countless spirit stones swayed towards the crowd.

"Reward ~ all rewards ~ there are rewards for all ~ ~ hehe~~"

The crowd exploded at once,

"Wow! There are so many spirit stones, hurry up and pick them up!"

"Don't rob it, it's all mine, whoever robs will die!"

"Get away from me... it's all mine!"

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Everyone was scrambling for the spiritual stone on the ground, crowding, stepping on, pushing, beating, and cursing.

Soon the scene spread more and more, and the "very fat" and the drunk were also submerged in it.

The crowd was crowded, slapped, and jumped everywhere, which soon attracted the law enforcement guards of the Eastern Earth World.

These guards held the magic weapon and used their spiritual power to drive the people of the world. They were all indiscriminate attacks. They even surrounded the "very fat" and the drunken inside. When the magic weapon was raised, it was a fat beating.

"I'm very fat" and aggrieved. He wanted to raise his arms and tell others what he was doing. The fat hand stretched out, and was hit by a magic weapon from nowhere, which almost made him break his arm.

Those servants couldn't just sit back and ignore them, and they all went to pull the people of the realm, trying to fish out the "very fat".

The Jiemins were already jealous at this time, thinking that these servants were here to share a piece of the pie with them, so naturally they would not be polite to them.

Catch one and beat one, and catch two and beat one pair, and the guests were stunned.

However, they are all human beings, and they chose to sit on the sidelines and did not intend to be involved. There are only 10 or 20 of them. In the ocean of people, they are just an inconspicuous wave, and they can't do much.

Instead of fearless sacrifice, it is better to eat melon seeds and watch a play, which is refreshing.

Anyway, it's none of your business to hang up high. This is the principle of life that everyone has understood since childhood.

The long-distance battle between the monks is a dragon, and the melee battle is a worm. The chaos of so many people is definitely one of the few in the hundreds of millions of years of history in the Eastern Earth World.

Dongtu Great World's guards spent half an hour's effort and failed to quell this group of crazy people. As a last resort, they had no choice but to capture the thief first and the king to control the drunk.

It was because of his random behavior of throwing spirit stones that this group of people from the world became so crazy.

At this time, "very fat" is like being robbed. The whole person is in ragged clothes and has a dirty face. If it wasn't for that fat body that was too conspicuous, no one would recognize him at all.

"Crazy, really crazy."

Think about it wrong, and self-denial,

"No, it's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous!"

How could this kind of gang fights between ordinary people happen to the monks? He was puzzled.

He stretched out his fat hand and looked at it. The aura above was normal, but he couldn't send it out, let alone using a magic weapon to attack from a distance.

A manager of the Great Eastern Earth World dared to come, and when he saw him, he was greeted with humiliation and warm greetings.

At the end, "very fat" interrupted him in annoyance, "In charge, why can't this spiritual energy be released, do you know?"

"Cough cough... This is the first time that Pang Daoyou came to our Eastern Land Great World, so he had this doubt because he knew very little about this world."

At first glance, the manager is shrewd and naturally knows what to say.

"A first-class big world with abundant spiritual energy and prosperity. Naturally, many aristocratic families have come to seek refuge, and their strength is also very strong. They are all top-notch existences in the heavens and the world."

"It's just that there will be disputes where there are people, and naturally there will be all kinds of battles. These three days and two ends are all kinds of genocide wars, and these people's death is not a pity. The problem is the destruction of the big world, but it requires millions of years to repair."

"So far, there is still a great canyon of death in our Great Eastern Earth World. It is so deep that it can't see the bottom, it is vertical and horizontal, and it divides the great world into two. If there is another battle, this world will be defeated."

"So... this world is ring spirit, right??"

"Very fat" took over the words dejectedly.

The manager nodded, "cough...you Pang Daoyou is right, it's the ring spirit, all the aura magic can't be used here, all the monks are like ordinary people, and there is no crisis, right? "

"What kind of grievances and grievances can be resolved out of this world, and our Eastern Land Great World will never intervene."

As soon as the manager said that he was "very fat", he knew that he couldn't do anything other than beat up this drunk.

Is this loss eaten like this? He's too lazy to think doesn't mean he can't think. He grabbed the drunk and scoured two or three purses from him, and generously threw one to the steward.

"It's been hard work, Mr. Steward. A little courtesy is not respectful, and I ask you and your brothers to laugh at it."

In the future, there are still many people who need to rely on these local snakes, and it is also appropriate to give some benefits. The "fat" directly expresses the generosity of others and sacrifices his own selfishness. He doesn't think about it at all. When the drunken wakes up, he realizes his private property. Son went to eleven or two, I don't know how I would feel.

Maybe you're in the mood for murder?

"It's very fat" is not at all embarrassing about this. Now everyone is an ordinary person who can't use aura indiscriminately. It is compared to personal sea tactics.

As the pioneer of the family, he didn't bring any great masters when he went out this time, but there were many servants, and dozens of them came out, so that the drunkard couldn't find the north.

On the other side, Meng Tian mingled with ordinary people, and quickly fled into a small alley. Before he could take a long breath, he saw three strong men coming in from the alley and blocked him. Right.

"Who are you? What do you want to do?"

The three strong men didn't respond to him, they were just gearing up and approaching step by step with bad intentions.

"Hehe~~ I'm so lucky today, I actually cast myself into a big fish."

"Boy, listen carefully, this is our territory. If you are sensible, hand over everything on your body. Our brothers promise not to harm your life."

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"I don't understand what you are talking about, get out of the way, this deity won't kill nameless people."

He Mengtian is not a weak and incompetent person, nor does he have a good heart. If he dares to pay attention to him, he will let them know how to write dead words.

"what!"

One of the strong men twisted his neck, made a "kakaka" sound, and said nonchalantly: "Listen to this tone, you are still a cultivator. Hey, even if you are a dragon outside, you come to your brother's site, That can only be a bug, a bed bug that can't die any longer."

Over the years, many monks have died in their hands. The thrill of hunting powerful cultivators, as ordinary people, the three strong men were addicted to it and could not extricate themselves.

Mengtian naturally knew that he couldn't use his spiritual energy to attack, but he couldn't stand his wealthy master, and the various talisman papers on his body could be piled up into a mountain. Just throwing one out could destroy these three strong men into scum.

These three people had bad intentions towards him, so Meng Tian naturally did not leave behind, and was determined to tear the talisman paper.

This is a very ordinary, very low-level Fire Dragon Talisman. For attacking cultivators, it can only count as a spark, not a fart.

However, for ordinary people, before they got close, they were already reddened by the hot flames. In the blink of an eye, the three strong men were covered in flames and rolled on the ground in pain.

"Ah ah ah ~ forgive me!!! Lord Dao, we were wrong, please let us go!"

"Help!! Help me!!"

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"Humph! Doing too much injustice will lead to suicide. Fortunately, I met me today. If it was someone else, I would have been killed by you."

"Scumbags like you shouldn't live in this world."

Meng Tian expressionlessly put his hands behind his back, and looked down at the three of them, from rolling all over the ground before, then struggling and twisting in pain, and finally to a dead silence that didn't move.

Three living beings, because of a single thought, were burned to ashes and dissipated in the sky.

There was no pity in Mengtian's eyes, only endless cruelty. His only humanity was placed on that quirky woman.

Along the way, he would occasionally think of those past years in a trance. She was so lively and had an unbridled beauty when she smiled. She usually looks lawless in her actions, but often leaves a line of leeway. Occasionally, she peeks at the secrets When he was a son, he would also capture the shy side.

She is so beautiful, like a jar of sake slowly flowing through his world.

When I have it, I don't feel so good, and I even always want to escape and completely cut off the relationship between master and servant.

When that day really came, he was the most desperate one. The world seems to be hollowed out in an instant, and there is no trace of it anymore.

He has spent the past 10,000 years like a walking corpse, and suddenly looking back, that heart has long been left behind in the past years, the woman who laughs like a nightmare, like a witch.

At this moment, looking at her next to her, her cold, alienated, and indifferent appearance, Meng Tian's heart just felt empty.

He's just a slave, he can't affect her world. In this last time, he just wanted to accompany her quietly and die together. For him, it was already a great warmth.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated and planned to sneak back to the Xiaoyao Mansion.

Just as he was about to leave, a small stone suddenly hit his shoulder.

"Who?"

He turned around suddenly, but saw the familiar black shadow on a roof, not Lan Ling or who it was.

"Master, I didn't expect you to come out too, hehe~~~"

Lan Ling clapped the ash on his hands, stood up, and waved at him, "Hurry up and leave Xiaoyao Mansion, that surnamed Fang is not easy to deal with."

This is a woman's intuition. She can't tell why, she just feels annoyed and doesn't want to be disturbed. She just wants to plan her own affairs quietly, and doesn't want to drag unrelated people in.

Meng Tian by his side is just a servant. He wants to follow her wholeheartedly, even if he dies, he is unwilling to leave. If she leaves him again, he will really kill himself and do what he says.

In order to achieve the goal, this man also learned the pungent means of the market women.

What can she do? Simply accomplished.

It is also good to talk and relieve stress when there is a person in the saddle. She thought helplessly.

The master and servant were wandering in the market, but they didn't know that behind them was a seven- or eight-year-old child who had been following them.

He looks very strange, like a normal person, compressed into the shape of a child, with a wrinkled feeling.

He looked a little clumsy, like a toddler, but he followed him all the way, and the two masters and servants didn't notice at all, no matter how fast they were, they never got rid of him.

After shopping for a long time, the two masters and servants found an inn and walked in on a bustling and lively street.

The environment here is very good, quiet and clean, and there are not many people. After all, the high price has blocked many people, and not everyone is qualified to step into this door.

They took out their identification plates, went through the formalities in the lobby, and each received a house number and a quaint copper key.

A shop assistant was about to lead them to the backyard, but suddenly there were a few people in the lobby making a noise.

Originally, the matter was not related, Lan Ling didn't even bother to watch the excitement, and Meng Tian was even more reluctant to make extracurricular problems. After all, they had already met an alchemist mirror here, and who knew that a second alchemist mirror had not jumped out yet.

Lan Ling didn't only provoke one man back then, but how many enemies she had, I'm afraid even she herself didn't know very well.

Lan Ling lifted his foot to leave, but suddenly stopped when he heard the voice of one of the women in the next instant.

"Master, what's wrong?" Mengtian asked in confusion.

"I know that woman." Lan Ling pointed out.

Meng Tian followed the gesture to look over, and found that the other party was a delicate, very weak ordinary woman.

Mengtian swept it casually, "They seem to be in trouble, does the master need me to intervene?"

Lan Ling frowned and pondered for a while, then nodded, "Go ahead and take care of them."