My Disciples Are All Sand Sculpture Players

"Ah?" This Liutest Mengxin was stunned! But soon he tried to send a message to Wang Lufei, the result was obvious, and there was no reply.

"What's the matter?" Mo Feiyu couldn't help asking when he saw the frown of Yan Huang Sect disciple in front of him.

"I'm alone, and I may not be able to shout, because there are weak ones everywhere, who pick their feet and like to rush melon skins... Aw, it's my brothers! Blame them for giving away melon skins. Then they were desperately asking for help and calling Brother Lu Fei, I guess... By the time Brother Lu Fei arrives at my place, it will be next year! 39, the cute newcomer to Six Tests, replied hastily, with a look of resentment.

Mo Feiyu lowered his head again, and looked at the disciple Yan Huang Sect who had both hands and feet broken by himself, and the weak "007" was rushing fast.

"..." At this moment, Mo Feiyu really doubted whether the disciple of Yan Huang Sect in front of him was really a spiritual being?

What kind of ecology is there among Yan Huang Sect disciples?

Why is every Yan Huang Sect disciple I have seen so mediocre?

Mo Feiyu took a deep breath, calmed down, and then laughed grimly.

"In that case, this devil has figured out a way!" Mo Feiyu raised his hand, and patted the head of Liutest Mengxin. He had already thought of a trick that would definitely force Wang Lufei to come and fight with him immediately!

a moment later...

"Hahaha, a mere little melon skin with one hundred and seven demon marks dares to challenge me? I'll let you meet Shenmu's chief eldest son group... oh, woo..."

"Tsk tsk tsk, listen, this little bastard hasn't even stepped into the Heavenly Devil realm, yet he dares to challenge Qiangwudi, the strongest me in Yan Huang Sect? Hehehe... Oh, stop fighting, stop fighting !"

"Did you see my casserole-sized fist? After a while, I punched three times, and I will let you, a little bum with one hundred and seven magic marks, know why the flowers are so green... Puff! Ah, stop, stop!" , your fist is big, stop hitting, oops!"

After an hour of hard work, when Mo Feiyu finally stopped and stood still, he even let out a long and exhausted breath.

The preparations to force Wang Lufei to come here have finally been completed!

Behind Mo Feiyu, there were 180,000 Yan Huang Sect disciples sitting or lying, all of them with bruised noses and swollen faces, their hands and feet were broken, the kind that Hai Bian couldn't even recognize He Yiming when he came!

"Ah, brother Lu Fei, come and save me!

"Is this NPC insane? Daddy just wants to go to Brother Ganmian, but he suddenly jumped in the face and beat me up, why the hell is he arrested here?"

"Is Gou planning cerebral palsy? My daughter-in-law group is still waiting for me! Come and save me!"

"Isn't this guy only one hundred and seven magic marks? Why is he so strong? Come up and beat daddy to pieces, daddy didn't even see how he punched?

"Crash, the combat power has collapsed again! Daddy killed one-star monsters in the sky before, but now he is killed by 107 monsters? Is there any reason for this? Is there any law? Years

"Brother Lu Fei! Hurry up and save me, there is an NPC with cerebral palsy, and he wants to fight you one-on-one!

These 180,000 players all cried.

I just want to run and want to go to the Devil World Center, find my daughter-in-law group, by the way, fuck me!

Who the hell would have known that such a demon mob with the same 107 magic mark would jump in the face, come up and beat daddy, and even take him here as a hostage, forcing Brother Lu Fei to come here!

are you crazy!

At this moment, Mo Feiyu couldn't help but look into the distance while recovering his strength.

After a while, Mo Feiyu, who was waiting impatiently, turned his head and kicked a disciple of Yan Huang Sect.

"That Wang Lufei, why hasn't he come yet?" Mo Feiyu asked impatiently.

"Wait, brother Lu Fei, he's coming soon!" The kicked player cried, Dammit, I haven't been beaten a few times since I was a child, and ended up being bullied by an NPC when I entered the game, can you believe it?

"Is that Wang Lufei really strong?" Mo Feiyu couldn't bear it, and asked another 0...

And this time, countless players present became excited all of a sudden, staring at the faces of each Zhutou San, their mouths were obviously distorted by the hammer, but it didn't affect everyone's crazy bragging in the slightest!

"Although Brother Lu Fei is only a little weaker than me, he is definitely the strongest in Yan Huang Sect, okay?

"That is, although I am serious, I am still a little bit better than brother Lu Fei, but I have to admit that brother Lu Fei is indeed much cuter than me!"

"Maybe Brother Xiong is invincible in skills, maybe Brother Mian is invincible in face, but in my heart, I, Brother Lu Fei, will always be the strongest!"

"You don't understand, when brother Lu Fei arrives and hammers you into melon skin, you will understand how strong my brother Lu Fei is! 35

"My Brother Lu Fei's strength is no longer about being strong or not, but about being invincible, okay? After all, back then, it was thanks to me teaching him two tricks... tricks to solve math problems...'

"???"

The players on the scene were chattering, and what they said was even more chaotic. Mo Feiyu was dumbfounded when he heard it.

But Mo Feiyu was still able to keenly capture a kind of light from the eyes of a total of 1845,000 Yan Huang Sect disciples!

—……

The light of absolute trust and longing!

That's not awe of the strong, nor is it envy of the powerful, it's more like...

An unshakable faith!

"It seems that this Wang Lufei should indeed be very strong!" Mo Feiyu nodded secretly, but at this moment...

"Boom!!!" A roar came down from the sky, and at the next moment, a young man landed in front of Mo Feiyu as soon as he landed in the air.

"Let go of my partner!" With the familiar shout, the 180,000 players present were instantly ebullient!

Because the person who came was Wang Lufei!