"Nothing! Just an elder of zongmen!" Sang Mu shook his head slightly and looked at the young man. "Xiaoqing, tell Guo Kui that I'm entertaining distinguished guests and don't have time to pay attention to him!"

"But..." the boy couldn't help but change his face slightly when he heard sang Mu say so.

"Go!" Sang Mu waved his hand.

"All right!" the boy left with some grievances.

"Well, there's nothing wrong. Let's go on!" Sang Mu sent the boy away and turned back to his seat.

Although there was a smile on her face, there was an imperceptible worry in her eyes.

Although Zhao Yuande saw it, he didn't ask. Since others don't want to say it, he won't inquire about other people's privacy curiously.

But soon, there were bursts of knocking outside the door again.

"Xiaoqing, didn't I say that?" Sang Mu turned his head and looked at the door with a little anger.

"Younger martial sister! It's me!" there was not Xiaoqing's voice outside the door, but a slightly shrill male voice.

"It's elder martial Brother Guo. I have some guests here. It's inconvenient to meet you. Go back first!" Sang Mu said.

"It's good to have a guest! I happen to see you too."

The door squeaked and was pushed open from the outside. A thin middle-aged man in a blue long shirt came in with a smile on his face!

At the door, the young man named Xiaoqing covered his face, his face blue and purple.

"Elder martial brother! You are not welcome here! Please leave!" Sang Mu had some restraint, but when he saw the scar on Xiaoqing's face, he couldn't help but feel angry in his eyes.

"Younger martial sister, it's just a disciple, isn't it!" the middle-aged man looked a little ugly.

"Why not? It's my martial nephew. Why should you beat him!" Sang Mu stood up and looked at each other with anger in his eyes. "And I told you a long time ago that there was no possibility between us. Why did you pester me? Did you bully our orphans and widows and no one took care of them!"

"Younger martial sister, don't say that. It doesn't matter that you and xuan'er are not taken care of. I'll come! I don't dislike you!" the middle-aged man seemed to resist his anger and smiled at sang mu.

He is a powerful person in the Lord's realm, but he is scolded in front of this group of God's realm ants. How can he feel comfortable in his heart.

"I despise you! Go! I feel sick when I see you!" Sang Mu said with disgust on his face.

"Younger martial sister... You're so shameless..." the middle-aged man finally couldn't help it, and his face showed a ferocious color. "Today I took you directly, raw rice and cooked rice. I see what those old guys in the sect can say!"

"Dare you!" Sang Mu's face changed slightly, his body retreated, and suddenly retreated to the table.

But at this time, he felt a pair of powerful hands holding her.

"Go away!" a roar came from me.

She turned her head and found that Zhao Yuande looked at the middle-aged man coldly, killing him.

At this moment, she was photographed by this killing opportunity. Her body shook and couldn't speak.

"The little boy from there dares to be unreasonable to me!" the middle-aged man turned his eyes to Zhao Yuande and showed a cruel look in his eyes. "Now get over here and kneel down immediately, otherwise there will be no amnesty!"

"For your sake, get out of my sight immediately, or there will be no amnesty!" Zhao Yuande is more arrogant and domineering than him.

"Get out now, or Grandpa Qilin will eat you!" Mo Wu knew how powerful his master was. Supported by Zhao Yuande, he was afraid of nothing. He opened his mouth and showed Sen Bai's teeth.

"This..." the great uncle couldn't help but be slightly surprised when he saw this scene. Although there was only a half step difference between the divine realm and the Lord realm, the combat effectiveness was very different.

Although he feels very strong now, he is not confident enough to respect the strong in the main environment.

So instead of standing up to support each other, he was observing the situation.

In fact, it is understandable that they do not belong to the world and are helpless here. If they are bullied or even killed by the strong, they can only admit bad luck.

"OK, OK! I'll kill you mole ants today!" the middle-aged man was really angry. If he hadn't been in juntianzong's territory, he would have slapped him.

But not now. This is the property of a supreme elder of juntianzong. Even if you do it, you have to leave here.

"Guo Kui! Dare you... Do you know who this is?" although sang Mu knows that Zhao Yuande is strong, she doesn't know how strong he is. The strength between the Lord respecting realm and the God respecting realm is very different. She can't let Zhao Yuande be involved.

"Hum! I don't care who he is. If I dare to speak out and humiliate me, I'll die!" the middle-aged man clenched his teeth and said bitterly in a cold voice, "if you want to plead with him, take off and wait for me, otherwise... Hehe!"

"Bastard!" Zhao Yuande was really angry and burst into a drink. His body shape had disappeared in place.

The teleportation speed of divine space is much faster than before. I don't know how many times.

The middle-aged man only felt a flower in front of him, and a slap had appeared in front of him.

He wants to avoid, but his strength doesn't allow it!

Then he had a tragedy!

He wanted to manipulate a powerful force to resist this slap.

But in the end, he found that the power of this slap was too strong for him to resist.

"Pa!"

A crisp slap in the face reminded me that the middle-aged man's body flew directly out of the door of the box, hit a huge hole in the restaurant and fell on the street outside.

Everyone looked at Zhao Yuande in a daze. When he grew up, his mouth couldn't speak.

Even Mo Wu, Bai Feng and Dongfang bridge didn't expect that Zhao Yuande's strength was so terrible.

How terrible it must be to be able to slap a powerful existence in the Lord's territory!

The four great uncles couldn't believe it. They opened their mouths and looked frightened in their eyes.

"This... This..." Sang Mu kept repeating the word and looked at the big hole in the restaurant with a dull look in his eyes.

"Hum, a self righteous guy, thought he would be invincible when he reached the realm of respecting the Lord!" Zhao Yuande slowly withdrew his palm and showed a look of disdain on his face, but turned around and smiled at the people, "What are you looking at me for? Shouldn't you fight this kind of garbage? He just didn't think I would do it directly, otherwise he wouldn't be so embarrassed!"

"This... This is also true!" my uncle was stunned and thought it was the same truth.