System: Auto Pickup Is On

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat!"

Mang deacon couldn't bear it any longer, no longer the arrogance just now, tears fell down, looking extremely embarrassed.

Luo Tian really didn't expect that the reckless deacon, who looked like a tough guy, would start crying once he started to get hurt.

Sure enough, people who look arrogant are actually softies. It's just that if you are hard, he will be soft, and if you are soft, he will be hard.

Luo Tian looked at him with a cold light in his eyes.

"Are you admitting defeat? Are we competing?"

Luo Tian made his own flames and frost more turbulent, making his screams more miserable.

"Are you going to kill someone?"

"No way, deacon killed people in the street!"

"It's been a while!"

The Practitioners who were watching also gradually felt that something was wrong. Luo Tian's strikes became more and more severe, and it seemed that his posture was aimed at killing people.

"Luo Tian, ​​enough is enough!"

Inside the Wu Tower, Yu Ge walked out quickly, shouting loudly.

It's rare that she hasn't been stunned yet, or maybe she was stunned and then woken up again. Luo Tian didn't answer, but whispered to the screaming Mang deacon: "If there is a next time, I guarantee that your death will be as miserable as Devil Cultivator."

After speaking, Luo Tian stopped. Mang deacon spit out a mouthful of black smoke and fell to the ground.

The internal staff deacon rushed out and carried the mang deacon away. It is generally not possible for a deacon to die at the gate of Wuta. Even if he didn't have enough points, he could still owe money, so Mang Deacon was quickly carried to the treatment room.

Luo Tian turned his head slowly, and picked up his own deacon robe. He waved to the audience watching outside. He could hear many people around him starting to discuss.

"Who is this deacon? So young and so powerful, the Cultivation Base is impressive!"

"I don't know, it's a deacon from another place. It's too strong, a double Talent deacon."

"Yeah, how convenient this Talent is for grilling skewers, and can even sell ice cubes in summer!"

...

Luo Tian walked back to Wuta, and put on the deacon robe again. At this moment, the other back office deacon looked at him with admiration in their eyes. After all, what Luo Tian defeated just now was a genuine third-class deacon, whose status is no longer low.

Zhang Fatty also forcibly stood up, looked at Luo Tian with a smile and said: "Brother Luo, you are getting better and better. I don't even know how you improved."

Luo Tian grinned and didn't answer.

Clap clap!

At the stairs, a person walked down slowly. With admiring eyes, he said: "Beautiful, really beautiful. I haven't seen such a strong young deacon for a long time."

Luo Tian turned his head to look, but saw Wu Gan walking with a smile. Obviously, the battle just now was also under his gaze. He walked up to Luo Tian, ​​and said softly: "At first, I was a little worried about whether it would be safe for Yu Ge to go treasure hunting with me tomorrow. Now it seems that with you here, everything is safe. Luo Tian, ​​right? Remember your name. Maybe ten years later, you will be the first deacon."

Luo Tian was silent and did not speak, while Zhang Fatty laughed and said: "You have good eyesight, old fellow. I, Brother Luo, are destined to be a person named Liuwu Tower."

Next to him, Yu Ge glanced at Zhang Fatty and whispered: "Old guy? How dare you call a first-class deacon an old guy? You are very brave!"

Yu Ge covered his mouth and snickered, as if he was watching the fun and not afraid of big troubles. Zhang Fatty was taken aback when he heard the words, and then exclaimed: "First-class deacon? Are you...Wu Qian?"

Zhang Fatty finally recognized it, after all, there probably is no other first-class deacon in Yiyuan City.

Wu Qian chuckled, looked Fatty up and down and said: "You call me old. But it's nothing. Although people are not old, their hearts are really old. Luo deacon, remember to get up early tomorrow morning and set off. I will be there Waiting for you outside the south gate."

After saying that, Wu Qian strode away, judging from the direction he was walking, he should be going to the treatment room.

Zhang Fatty touched Own's heart and said: "Oh, I'm going, I'm scared to death. He is Wu Gan, Brother Luo, he...does he know?"

Luo Tian shook his head lightly, and Zhang Fatty breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that Master Pang is indeed a reliable person, and he kept the secret quite well. Then what should we do? Let's go."

Luo Tian said: "Didn't you hear, is there any task tomorrow morning?"

Zhang Fatty stared and said: "Mission? With him? Brother Luo, are you crazy?"

Luo Tian leaned close to Fatty's ear and whispered about his own plan. Fatty's eyes widened, and then he said in a low voice: "Then we can't go. Brother Luo, are you sure you can play tricks in front of a first-class deacon?"

Luo Tian said softly: "Then what can we do. Let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor. Otherwise, our death will be even worse."

"Too!"

Yu Ge could see Zhang Fatty and Luo Tian muttering to each other. Yu Ge thought that the two of them had some shady thoughts, and wanted to gain some advantage from Wu Gan.

"miser!"

With a soft snort, Yu Ge went back to rest by himself. Before leaving, Yu Ge said loudly: "Fatty, if you can still move tomorrow, let's go together."

"Okay! Of course I will go. It is my bounden duty to protect Miss Yu Ge!"

Zhang Fatty shouted cheekily.

Yu Ge let out a hearty laugh and walked upstairs.

...

In the treatment room, Mang Deacon was lying on the bed with itchy teeth. Cursing constantly in his mouth: "Bastard, dare to treat me like this, Talent is amazing!"

The doctor beside him gave him a blank look, gave him a bottle of potion and said, "You are strong if you have a Talent, don't be dissatisfied."

Mang deacon almost crushed the potion, held back his anger, drank the potion and said, "When I get better, I will definitely kill him. I'm not in good shape this year, otherwise I'll pinch him like a chicken."

The doctor shook his head and said, "Drink the medicine, loser."

Mang Deacon took the potion, shook it twice and said: "Why is this medicine such a color, it won't affect my state after drinking it."

Before the doctor could speak, Wu Gan walked in from outside and said loudly, "I'm afraid it will affect your boasting after drinking."

Wu Gan waved lightly, and the doctor hurried away.

Wu Gan came up and slapped Mang Deacon, almost slapping Mang Deacon off the hospital bed.

Then, Wu Qian said coldly: "Do you know why I beat you?"

Mang deacon covered his face, and whispered back: "Because I shouldn't hurt that Fatty."

Wu Gan shook his head and slapped Mang Deacon again, Mang Deacon almost fainted on the spot.

"Wrong, because you lost. You lost to a deacon who was at least ten years younger than yourself. It's still a fourth-class deacon. Shame!"

With his hands behind his back, Wu Gan stared at Mang deacon's face and said: "I brought you out to solve my small troubles. I didn't ask you to create small troubles for me. Set off with me tomorrow morning. If you dare to cause trouble and embarrass me, I will destroy you, understand?"