Chapter 4280

Before the words were heard, dozens of young holy masters rushed down the mountain. Before they got to the front of them, a long sword choked out of its sheath and flashed cold.

The next moment, the dozens of figures have surrounded Gu Fenghua and others in the middle, and a cold sword points to their vital points.

"Who are you? How dare you break into the forbidden area?" Asked the head, cocky.

He was only sixteen or seventeen years old. He was skinny as if he could be blown down by a gust of wind. He was obviously malnourished, but his behavior was very arrogant.

This image, this virtue, is somewhat similar to Tang junhou.

forbidden area? Gu Fenghua and others were slightly shocked. Isn't this the hiding place of chenxingzong? How did it become a forbidden area?

If this is Tianji region or Xuanji region, the people of Chenxing sect may break into the forbidden area of other sects by mistake. But this is Luoxing gorge, which is a place without owner. Even the ordinary people will not set foot in it. What's the forbidden area?

"Forget it, I don't care who you are. Get out of here, or don't blame us for being rude." Without waiting for Gu Fenghua and others to reply, the boy like a thin monkey waved his hand like a fly and said impatiently.

"I'm not young, but I have a good temper. I'd like to see how rude you are." On hearing this, Lorne suddenly burst into a rage and pulled out his sword with a bang.

In the past, every time she was told how to be young, Miss Luo would secretly scold her for relying on the old to sell the old. She was not happy in every way: what's wrong with being young? Should she be bullied when she is young? The back wave of the Yangtze River pushes the front wave, and the front wave hits the sand stall. Haven't you heard of it?

But today, I also learn to rely on others to sell my old age. Miss Luo feels very comfortable.

In fact, her age is not much older than that of yuan shaochong, but the cultivation of the sixth grade of emperor Sheng can't be compared with that of the other party. Miss Luo is qualified to rely on the old and sell the old.

"Shaobao!" Gu Fenghua and others can't guess what she is thinking in her heart. To put it bluntly, isn't she just promoted to the sixth grade of emperor saint and can't find a place to show off? Looking at Lorne's scorn and arrogance, all of us are slandering secretly.

"I'll tell you, before I get angry, it's better to go as far as you can. My aunt is in a good mood today. She doesn't want to have the same opinion with you. If she doesn't have the same interest, she'll annoy me. Be careful, she won't be able to eat anything." Miss Luo seldom finds a chance to show off once, but she ignores Gu Fenghua's contemptuous eyes and says with her neck and nostrils in the air.

It has to be said that Miss Luo can't learn from others, but she has an amazing talent to put on airs like others. She's so devoted to relying on the old and selling the old. Even Liu Sanjue, an old God who can put on airs, feels inferior to herself.

"What, what are you talking about? How dare you say that in front of me, yuan shaochong? You want to die, right?" On the other side, the boy, like a thin monkey, jumped together like a cat with its tail trampled on, pointing to Lorne's breach and swearing. The chest heaved sharply and his face turned red with anger.

I didn't say anything. Is it necessary to be so angry? Not only Luo en, Gu Fenghua and others are inexplicable.

As like as two peas, they are very similar to Tang junhou, even the same hot temper. The biggest difference may be the taste of clothes.

Of course, with Tang junhou's style of dress, I'm afraid there's no one else in the world except his master.