Chapter 1203

A weak but rich man is a lamb to be slaughtered in the eyes of some bandits.

It seems that a few hooligans bully and bully the weak from kindergarten to adulthood. Even some arrogant people will continue to bully after adulthood. It's not uncommon to see them here.

However, being bullied is usually too cowardly and does not know how to resist. As Feng Shaohan, if he resists, he will not dare to take advantage of these people's 10000 courage. Let alone the third generation of Taoist, even if he is under the Taoist master, he can be directly executed in a word.

"Do you want the pills?" Wang Yuming asked.

This kind of attitude made those people feel strange, because Feng Shaohan was afraid to look up when he saw them, but now Wang Yu is very calm. Not only that, he can talk to them normally.

"Nonsense."

That's a little annoying.

"Good."

Wang Yu's mouth raised a smile, he was worried about how to avoid Ningdao's homework inspection, these people came to the door.

"Then take it out honestly."

Wang Yu said, "good“

After that, he took out the pills Ning Dao gave him.

Just put it in the palm of your hand.

"If you want, come and get it yourself."

The other side didn't worry about Wang Yu's tricks at all. He walked over like this, just like taking the concentration pill.

But Wang Yu's hand was shrunk.

How could he have thought that Wang Yu would withdraw his hand? What's more, he didn't expect that Wang Yu's speed was so fast.

In the heart a burst of exasperation, smelly boy plays me, live tired of.

I was about to get angry, and I got a slap on my face.

This beat him up.

Eyes subconsciously stare big, he even some doubt whether he is really beaten.

Is it possible for Feng Shaohan to fight himself?

But that clear slap on the face, and now the hot tingling on the face, all show that this is not fake.

"How dare you beat me?"

How fresh, Wang Yu seems to see Chen Zihao in Tianan No.1 middle school.

If you're right, this should be the son or grandson of a person in power in the Taoist temple.

In fact, the so-called second or third generation is simpler than ordinary people.

It's either very good or very bad.

It is more inclined to both ends.

And this group of people, should be the poor group.

What's more, Feng Shao Han Da has been bullied by this group of people for more than ten years.

"Yes."

Wang Yu showed his charming wechat and had to say that the smile was really beautiful.

Even those who have been beaten have to admit that they look good.

It's a male fox.

Kenima, you just hit me?

"Pa!

After a slap on the right side of the face, I slapped the left side.

In this way, the left and right are right.

"Feng Shaohan, you want to die..."

After two slaps in a row, he came to his senses and hit him angrily.

If Feng Shaohan had been in the past, he would have been beaten, but now Wang Yu is.

His figure was floating back.

The punch was lost.

He drew a strange arc and crossed Wang Yu's chest.

He did not expect Wang Yu to escape.

Even more furious.

"If you want to die, how dare you hide?"

A person who is used to being bullied by him suddenly resists. You can imagine how much anger he will have in his heart.

With a clang, the sword in his hand came out.

Wang Yu had retreated several meters away and looked at his so-called nephew, who was as angry as a lion.

"Help, help, kill."

Wang Yu laughed and yelled. He was a little scared.

And turn around and run.

Someone who has completely lost his mind is so angry that he catches up with his sword.

"Murder?"

"Fan Yunhao wants to kill me."

Of course, Wang Yu knows the name of this man and who his parents are.

All the way to escape, all the way to shout.

And it's running towards the main hall, and the sound spreads. Compared with people passing by the mountain gate, it's heard, and it will spread to everyone soon.

"I'll kill you."

Fan Yunhao, who has lost his mind, knows Wang Zongzuo's treachery and pursues him all the way with his sword.

The sword Qi in his hand is vertical and horizontal, constantly waving and chopping.

Bang Bang

The sword Qi fell on the stone carvings around, splashing a little gravel.

It was like Wang Yu was going to die. But the more fan Yunhao chased him, the more careful he was. Wang Yu's speed was amazing and faster than himself. He couldn't catch up with him. Of course, speed is determined by cultivation. His physical realm is higher than Wang Yu's, and his spiritual realm is also higher than Wang Yu's. how can he not catch up with him. The most exasperating thing was that Wang Yu was shouting as he fled, and his face was full of panic. Just now, Ming Ming was smiling and pretended to be scared when he called. I'm teasing myself. Many patriarchs came out when they heard the news, "nonsense." Not to mention Feng Shaohan's identity, as a junior, he is disrespectful to his elders. The disciples all came out. For a time, the quiet clouds become noisy. Wang Yu saw enough movement and fled down the mountain. Fan Yunhao is all the way to the middle of the mountain“ Nephew fan, don't send it. " The only way to avoid Ningdao's homework check is not to check. Once checked, it will show up. He can only escape down the mountain. There was no excuse before, but fan Yunhao sent it to the door. Not only can he go down the mountain, but also he can clean up the boy. The crime of murdering martial uncle is not small, and it is in public. Even if the elders of Taoist temple want to cover up, it will take a lot of effort“ Send, send your big head ghost“ Take my sword. "“ Give me death. " Wang Yu's slow body accelerated abruptly and appeared at the far end. When he looked up again, he was gone. This is the result of Wang Yu's efforts to restrain his anger“ What about people? "“ Paralyzed, you run fast. " Fan Yunhao didn't know his disaster was coming, and he was still scolding angrily“ Well What surprised him was that when he fell on the steps, there was a porcelain bottle with a tight mouth beside his feet, which was the "Ningshen pill"“ Why do you want to leave the pills when you have already escaped? " Fan Yunhao's children are full of question marks. But at this time, a large number of disciples rushed down the mountain. They all point their swords at him“ What are you doing? "“ Fan Yunhao, I also want to ask you what you want to do, to pursue and kill elder martial uncle? " Fan Yunhao's face changed greatly“ I didn't? " He wanted to say that he was joking with Wang Yu, but he didn't dare admit it anyway“ What's in your hand? "“ Hands... "Fan Yunhao raised his hand subconsciously, and what he was holding in his hand was not the concentration pill left by Wang Yu. Brush. His face suddenly changed, without a trace of blood.