The School Flower Dormitory Is Haunted, I Broke Into It Drunk And Was Watched

After the sound sounded, everyone in the hall immediately sensed a strong wave of Taoism.

"The peak of Daoshuai, the half-step Taoist king!"

Looking for the reputation, sure enough, an old figure rushed in from the outside like a cheetah.

Although the old man has white hair all over his head, his complexion is rosy, his eyes are shining, and a pair of powerful eyes swept over him. Countless people dare not look at him.

"Who is this old man? The voice just now was a thousand-mile sound transmission technique, and he seemed to be speaking for that boy?" A certain rich second generation said disdainfully.

The face of the elder of the rich second generation changed drastically, and he hastily reached out his hand to cover the mouth of the rich second generation.

"Don't talk nonsense, this is the owner of the winery!"

After hearing his words, the rich second generation turned pale, and hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to say anything more.

The owner of the winery is the sixth elder of the Daoist sect. He went to Xianyang half a month ago, holding Mo Yun's thigh, crying and begging him to be the thirteenth elder of the Daoist sect...

"Villa... the owner!"

Seeing the aggressive Sixth Elder, Supervisor Shen's face changed slightly, and a bad feeling came to his heart.

"Master, there is nothing serious here, I can settle it..."

"Snapped!!!"

Supervisor Shen only spoke halfway, the Sixth Elder had already walked in front of him, and slapped him hard on the face.

Director Shen Da's obese body suddenly soared into the air, rotated 720 degrees in the air, and fell heavily several meters away.

With a "bang", the weight of two hundred catties hit the floor, and the ground shook slightly.

Everyone on the scene opened their mouths.

What exactly is going on? Why did the Daomen fight on their own?

What is this sixth elder doing?

After being puzzled for less than two seconds, everyone suddenly thought of something, gasped, and turned their attention from Director Shen to Mo Yun.

"No... no way..."

"Fuck! The Sixth Elder seems to be on the boy's side. Could it be that..."

"The boy didn't lie, his identity is true!"

"It's too awesome!"

"It's unbelievable. This boy is only seventeen or eighteen years old, and his realm is only in the early days of Daoshuai. He turned out to be an elder of the Daoist sect!?"

"hiss……"

The young master Jiu Yao and the bald man also felt that something was wrong, and their bodies were a little shorter, quietly watching the situation in the field.

At this time, Supervisor Shen had already got up from the ground and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Master, this...subordinate..."

"Damn you, do you know who this young man is?

The nominal elder invited over by Yang! The thirteenth elder of the Taoist sect, how could a waste like you make things difficult for him! "

As soon as the Sixth Elder said these words, the jaws of everyone at the scene were about to drop to the ground.

We finally got an affirmative answer.

"The thirteenth elder of the Taoist sect!"

"Oh my god, it really is true. That fat man, a mere bronze medal disciple, dares to ask the elder about his rights and wrongs. He is really looking for death!"

"Seventeen or eighteen-year-old Taoist elders, Taoist elders in the early days of Taoism, this is too outrageous!"

"It is estimated that his strength has reached the late stage of Daoshuai!"

"At a young age, he has already reached the early stage of Daoshuai, and his strength is even comparable to the later stage of Daoshuai. It is really a lot of experience!"

The young master Jiu Yao who was hiding behind the crowd only felt that the sky was collapsing and the ground was falling, and he couldn't even stand firmly.

The bald man at the side hurriedly supported him.

"Squad leader, I still underestimate Teacher Mo Yun too much. We originally planned to go out to relax, but now we don't have any fun, and we will be suppressed by Teacher Mo Yun again!"

"Hey, who would have imagined that a boy who is two or three years younger than us is actually the teacher of the kendo class at Yenching University and the thirteenth elder of the Daoist sect? It's not your fault, it's his fault if you want to blame him!" Stronger..."

The rich second generation Wang Xiaoyu in the field also understood everything at this moment.

He swallowed hard, and took a step back involuntarily.

"Fuck, this is a big disaster. When will there be a thirteenth elder in the sect? The secrecy work is too good. What should I do? Even if the family comes forward, it won't work! I don't know. Brother Jiu Yao, can you help me..."

The guards surrounding Mo Yun had already put away their swords and lowered their heads, waiting for reprimand and punishment.

Mo Yun, on the other hand, looked calm and sighed.

"Xiao Shisan, I didn't expect the people under him to be so ignorant that they didn't even recognize your gold card. It's all the old man's fault. Are you okay?"

The sixth elder said apologetically.

He is very angry now.

Who is Mo Yun? A peerless genius who has comprehended the meaning of the sword. Killing the ghost king with one sword is just like playing.

The real strength has reached the middle and late stages of Dao King, but he didn't want to be humiliated face to face by a supervisor in his own winery, and he had to be kicked out and beaten with a stick.

If Mo Yun is really angry today, it doesn’t matter if the winery is destroyed or the head of the guards is killed, the most important thing is to fight against the Taoist sect, then it’s okay!

When the elders at the Daomen Headquarters found out, they probably would have skinned him...

Mo Yun smiled and said: "It's okay, my generation of monks is open-minded, just a few clowns, how can I take it to heart."

The Sixth Elder cupped his hands and saluted again, then rolled up his sleeves, walked up to Supervisor Shen, and punched him fiercely.

"boom!!!"

The obese body fell into the air again, and slid for more than ten meters before hitting a big pillar and stopping.

"Things raised in dog food! Since the thirteenth elder did not hold you accountable, I will save your life, but from today on, you are no longer a disciple of the Taoist sect!"

The fat man stood up tremblingly holding his stomach, and looked at Wang Xiaoyu who was beside him pleadingly.

Now he can only hope that this rich second generation, as a silver medal disciple, will intercede for him.

In fact, he didn't know that Wang Xiaoyu was so frightened at this time.

Nima!

Elder Six is ​​in a fit of anger, asking me to intercede for you, isn't that courting death?

Besides, Lao Tzu himself is now a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, so he can't protect himself!

"Sixth Elder...I..."

It was fine if he didn't speak, but when he spoke, the cheetah-like eyes of the Sixth Elder glared at him.

"And you, Wang Xiaoyu, were you the one who started this matter, haha, on weekdays, relying on your status as a silver medal disciple, you go around showing off and bullying others."

"From now on, your status will be reduced to a bronze medal ordinary disciple, and you will be incorporated into the frontline combat team. If you have any objections, let your father come to me!"

After the spirit revived, many fierce ghosts occupied the places where Yin Qi gathered, and Taoist organizations such as Taoism and Ghost Killing Squad have been surrounding these places to fight against them.

And these battlefields are called the front lines. Once they are incorporated into the front line team, the danger can be imagined.

Wang Xiaoyu suddenly looked sad, turned his head away, and looked for the young master Jiu Yao in the crowd.

"Brother Jiu Yao, where are you? Hurry up and save my little brother..."

Following Wang Xiaoyu's gaze, the young master Jiu Yao and Bald Dao squatted down immediately.

Mom!

Why don't you come to me!

How dare I show my face now?

Not to mention the six elders of the school, even Teacher Mo Yun alone can make us unable to eat...

Seeing Wang Xiaoyu's eyes flashing, the Sixth Elder also looked at the two middle-aged men beside him.

It was these two men who jumped out just now and talked about Mo Yun's stay in Xianyang.

Looking at Elder Liu's cold eyes, the two of them knelt down in fright.

"Zhuang... Zhuang Master, we are instructed by others!"

As soon as these words came out, Jiu Yao's legs softened and he sat down on the ground.

"It's over."