Scattered Immortal

In the evening, twilight fell.

Reflecting the pale golden sunset, Tang Qing wandered aimlessly in the mountains and forests of Qingyumen. For several days in a row, he had a rough meal every day, and what he ate was a loss of appetite. He wanted to eat meat and drink, but unfortunately there was no No, what should I do? Tang Qing thought that he had to find a way. After thinking about it, he suddenly thought of the Fatty Wang he met two days ago.

That guy is so fat, he should be able to get meat and wine?

Tang Qing still remembered that Fatty Wang was a disciple of the outer sect, but he didn't know where the outer sect was, and he didn't know whether Shangguan Qixue did it on purpose or what. Apart from Bi Yi, he has never seen any other disciples come here.

Tang Qing came to the place where he met Fatty Wang last time based on his memory, and recalled that Fatty Wang seemed to come from the west side, so he wandered slowly to the west side of the mountain forest, and walked for about a quarter of an hour , Tang Qing saw four or five disciples on a flat place not far ahead. They were all open-chested, sweating, and practicing hard, as if they were punching the green fist that Bi Yi demonstrated to him a few days ago.

"Hey! Brothers, do you know a man named Wang Kuan?"

Tang Qing walked over and asked them about Fatty Wang's whereabouts.

"Are you looking for Fatty Wang?" One of the disciples stopped, wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked Tang Qing up and down, and said, "Who are you? I haven't seen you before."

"I've only been here for a few days."

"What's the matter with Fatty Wang?"

"It's a little personal."

The disciple didn't ask any more questions, but yelled into the forest, "Fatty Wang, get out, someone is looking for you."

At this time, a voice came from the weeds not far away, "Senior Brother Zhang, who is looking for me, wait! I will finish it soon." After the voice fell, a person walked out from the weeds. Fat, with a shiny face, bare upper body, when he stood up, his fat body trembled back and forth, it was Wang Kuan, he tied his belt and raised his head, walking towards this side.

"Who! Who is looking for me!"

Fatty Wang suddenly saw a familiar guy in the distance waving to him with a smile on his face. He couldn't help being taken aback, and exclaimed, "Tang Qing, why is it you!" Fatty Wang never expected that Tang Qing would come to him, and Now he is also most afraid of getting involved with Tang Qing, because now the bosses of the outer sect are looking for him, and they seem to realize that he has slipped up. Fatty Wang's eyes widened and he immediately covered his mouth, but it was still too late. Yes, the disciples who were practicing stopped when they heard the word Tang Qing.

"Fatty Wang? What did you call him just now? Tang Qing?"

"Senior Brother Zhang, you got it wrong, I don't know him!" Fatty Wang quickly shook his head and denied it. If the bosses of the outer sect knew Tang Qing himself and didn't report it, wouldn't he be...

"Wrong hearing? Do you think Zhang Ting is deaf?"

The disciple named Zhang Ting snorted coldly and turned to look at Tang Qing. The other disciples did the same. The disciples from the outer sect searched for Tang Qing for a whole day, but there was no whereabouts. They did not expect to meet him here.

"Are you Tang Qing who was almost appointed by the head of the Shangguan Sect to become a direct disciple?" Zhang Ting said in a bad tone.

"I am, what's the matter?" Zhang Ting's tone made Tang Qing raised his eyebrows slightly. He seemed to have been honest and honest when he came to Qingyumen, and he didn't provoke anyone. Why did this bastard speak in such a tone.

"I originally thought that the direct disciple appointed by the head of the Shangguan sect would have superhuman powers, but it turned out to be nothing more than that!"

This guy in front of him looks ordinary, thin and frail, fair and clean, almost like a frail scholar, I heard that his aptitude is not as good as that of an ordinary disciple? Zhang Ting really couldn't figure out how such a person would be favored by the head of the Shangguan sect. …

Hearing what Zhang Ting said, Tang Qing realized that it was his own disciple who caused the trouble. He smiled lightly, ignored it, walked over, put Wang Kuan's shoulders, and said, "Fatty, can I ask you to give me some advice?" thing."

"This...you have identified the wrong person, I don't know you!" Fatty Wang yelled loudly, and hurriedly underestimated, "Go away! Go away! If I let them know that I know you, I will die a very miserable death Miserable!"

"is it so serious?"

Seeing Fatty Wang's expression of wanting to cry but no tears, Tang Qing was really speechless. What did that bitch Shangguan Qixue say to get me a direct disciple, but it didn't work out. Instead, she became the public enemy of the outer disciples. Now even Fatty Wang, the only person he knows, dare not get involved with him, so where can he go to get wine and meat?

Damn it! What is this called.

Tang Qing couldn't help being a little annoyed, since the situation was like this, he didn't want to hurt the fat man, he patted the fat man on the shoulder, and was about to leave, but just as he turned around, Zhang Ting immediately stopped him.

"Our Young Master Li has been looking for you for a whole day, so you just leave?"

With a smile on his face, Zhang Ting folded his arms and looked at Tang Qing arrogantly.

"What do you want?" Tang Qing squinted his eyes, frowned deeply, feeling a little unhappy.

"Oh, I don't want to, but our young master Li really wants to get to know you, so please?"

"Young Master Li? I don't know him, and I'm not interested!" Tang Qing shook his head and left directly.

"Stop! Am I letting you go?"

Zhang Ting yelled violently, but Tang Qing continued to leave without even turning his head.

"Hmph!" Zhang Ting winked at the other disciples, and the four stepped forward to stop Tang Qing again!

Almost everyone who knew Tang Qing knew that this guy definitely had a temper and would not get angry easily. However, if he got angry once, it would be like a nightmare. What is certain is that Tang Qing is in a very upset mood now. Since he woke up, he has been abused by three women, Shangguan Ling, Yun Mo, and Shangguan Qixue, so he has endured it. After all, he who lost his cultivation is not someone else. However, this does not mean that he will endure it forever, especially now that he only wants to eat meat and wine, but he is stopped by these bastards in front of him.

"I think you are a sensible person, don't toast or eat fine wine!"

Zhang Ting and the others opened up their posture, as if if Tang Qing refused to go back with them, they would come hard.

"Heh!" Tang Qing sneered, with a coldness in his eyes, he shouted, "I'm not in the mood to play with you now, just roll away as far as you can."

"What are you! A trash whose aptitude is not even as good as ordinary dares to show off in front of me, Zhang Ting. I think you are looking for death!" In the outer sect, Zhang Ting has the backing of Li Shao, so he lives very chicly, few people dare Let him go out so openly, Zhang Ting was furious and punched him!

"Little bastard! When I was fighting, your ancestor's own father was still playing with urine mud, fight with me!"

Tang Qing's originally indifferent face looked cold and angry at the moment, and the brows were full of unruliness. He raised his hand and slapped it directly, and there was a crisp sound. There was a burst of numbness, and then fell to the ground.

No one expected that the result of the matter would be like this. Although the cultivation base of Zhang Ting is not high, it is only the cultivation base of the third layer of foundation building. It's as tough as tough, and its own strength can reach as much as three hundred catties. If the opponent is not a practitioner, he can't bear this kind of strength at all. And this guy named Tang Qing looks thin and weak, and he doesn't have half of his cultivation. He is just an ordinary person. With a slap, there was no move at all, and Zhang Ting fell to the ground with a slap, and the entire right cheek was swollen, and five finger prints were clearly visible.

How can this be!

Zhang Ting can exert a force of three hundred catties, and at the same time, after tempering his skin membrane, he can also bear a force of three hundred catties. How could it be possible to be swollen by an ordinary person's slap?

The other three disciples were stunned on the spot, looking at Zhang Ting who was lying on the ground in shock, at a loss, while Fatty Wang, who was standing in the distance, stared and grinned, unable to believe what was happening before them .

Tang Qing has the body of a Nine Tribulations Loose Immortal, if he can't even beat a mere little bastard who built a foundation, then he won't have to live. Although he has lost his cultivation now, he is no match for Shangguan Qixue, but he can deal with these little bastards. The cub is still very easy!

ps: Khan, you have already been dumped to the 30th place, could it be... are we so unbearable?

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