Chapter 101

The dimpled teenager with a bitter look and bruised skin walked back to his residence. He was still recalling the scene of being beaten by Zhao Jiuge on the way, and every moment was vividly in his mind.

Dimple youth is a person who is not willing to be mediocre. When he is young, who doesn't want to be frivolous?

When I started, I saw that Bai Zimo had snatched all the limelight in the pursuit of fairyland. When I stepped on the road to heaven, I was determined to be the first one to win people's attention. After catching up with Mu Zijun, I would play around and make friends every day. No matter what time, I couldn't hide a smile of pride, especially today's fight Feel special fun, did not expect to be caught in the twinkling of an eye by Zhao Jiuge.

Hum, let you be proud now. If you are crazy, you can't believe that you can beat Mu Zijun and a group of us.

The dimple boy tightly pursed his lips, his expression was not good, and his eyes were vicious. Then he staggered into his room. His blue sword robe had already broken open, and the damaged place was stained with scabby blood. As soon as he entered the door, he felt that Zhang chufeng, who lived in the same room, was in the room.

"Ah, what's wrong with you? What happened to you after a while?" After entering the room, a teenager with some withered yellow hair and some balding forehead showed a tight look. Looking at the appearance of the dimple boy, he was stunned. He asked in a strange way. Then he quickly went forward and looked at the scars of the dimple boy.

It's OK not to mention it. As soon as I mentioned this, the dimple boy who just calmed his mood suddenly felt flustered in his heart, and his face suddenly tensed. He said angrily, "do you know who I met just now."

Zhang chufeng's puzzled face sank, his eyes flickered, and he asked, "who is it?"

"Zhao Jiuge." The dimple boy gnashed his teeth and said that he had insulted his name just now. He didn't care about his ugly side to let outsiders know. In his heart, he thought that losing to Zhao Jiuge was not a disgrace. We should know that the battle on the stone platform, the prevailing momentum and the strength that broke out left a deep impression on this group of disciples, and the wonderful World War I deeply shocked the soul.

Zhang chufeng raised his eyebrows gently, and there was a trace of uncertainty between his eyebrows, "is that Zhao Jiuge who is fighting on the stone platform? He beat you like this just now, but why did he do it? It's not like he hasn't seen him for a long time

"It's him, but even if he's outstanding in strength, I'll go to Bai Zimo later. Today, he said that sooner or later he'll have to settle accounts with Zhao Jiuge. Isn't this an opportunity coming?" Face a piece of blue and a purple, two eyes or swollen, dimple youth regardless of the pain involved in the wound, the corner of the mouth slightly raised a sneer.

Hearing this, Zhang chufeng did not speak, but his thoughts were revealed in his eyes. Let the dimple boy tell the story of today there.

Xuantian peak.

What happened to the dimpled youngsters is still on the stage, and the same scene happens again and again. The same two teenagers have been poisoned by Zhao Jiuge. Although the two teenagers did not start to Luo Xie, Zhao Jiuge has not cared so much about it, and he has the idea that one is one.

Originally Zhao Jiuge also wanted to find a few more people, but time is not enough, and most people have returned to their homes, on the road can not meet people who can intercept.

After beating three people, the sky at the top of the mountain gradually fell, and the night was cool.

Zhao Jiuge thoroughly felt the pleasure of long lost, but also experienced the kind of power to bring the feeling of doing what he wanted.

When night falls completely, there are a lot of people flowing in the dimple boy's room. There are more than 20 or 30 figures in the room. If you look carefully, you will find that they are all the children and juveniles with extraordinary family background by the Jingyue lake at noon. At this time, they are filled with righteous indignation and speak in their own atmosphere.

The dimple boy leaned on the wooden bed with bruises on his face. Some parts of his body had been cut and bruised, and the blood had been cleaned up. However, the scars were shocking. The flesh beside each wound turned to both sides. The skin and flesh were torn. Zhang chufeng sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the dimple boy with worry on his face. Some of them didn't know what to do.

There were 20 or so people around the bed. The first two were Mu Zijun and Bai Zimo. After listening to the dimple boy tell us about this afternoon, the noisy room was quiet for a few seconds. The people in the back all put their eyes on Mu Zijun and Bai Zimo, waiting for them to speak, to see how to deal with the matter and how to end it.

This is the respect brought about by strength. The 20 people in front of them are Mu Zijun and Bai Zimo. They have reached the late stage of spiritual transformation, and the rest are just moving blood.

"Are you sure Zhao Jiuge started? Zhengchou couldn't find a reason to clean him up, but he didn't expect that there would be no way out for him. Since he wanted to make a start for the group of earth bumpers, he should pay the price. If he could clean them up for the first time, he could clean them up for the second time. It seems that their skin itching has not been enough. " White Zimo with a ferocious smile, ready to move said, eyes burst out of this excited light, after saying that tongue out hook lips lick a circle.

As soon as this was said, the breath in the room of more than 20 people stopped for a short time, and the eyes of those children of aristocratic families who were afraid that the world would not be in disorder were all brightened up. They used to be arrogant and domineering. They would like to have some fun. Listening to Bai Zimo's tone, he meant that he would have to find those bunnies again, and the most important thing was that Bai Zimo wanted to find that one Zhao Jiuge's trouble, the fight between the two is inevitable!"Elder martial brother Bai, we support you and destroy the prestige of Zhao Jiuge."

"Yes, let's have a look at them. How about Zhao Jiuge and lengrufeng. We also have elder martial brothers Mu Zijun and Bai."

"We will go directly to the door tomorrow. We can't call them for nothing, right? If we don't give them a lesson, we don't know how to be afraid of others. I can't stand Zhao Jiuge's pretentious manner, so I'm not willing to beat him."

For a while, those who were so vain that they could not eat the grapes and said that the grapes were sour all attacked Zhao Jiuge. Some teenagers even looked flattered and flattered Mu Zijun and Bai Zimo. Bai Zimo seemed to be very helpful and accepted them with a smile. They didn't know how much genuine flattery the Tao had. Their eyebrows wrinkled and showed pride.

Only mu Zijun is light and light, for those hypocritical flattery, as if they did not hear the same, a face of calm.

However, there are also young people who are not hot headed, and those who started shouting at first, but with a dignified face. Is Zhao Jiuge, who has been scarred on the stone platform and hasn't come back yet, is really so easy to provoke? Besides, there is a black horse as cold as the wind!

You can be confident, but you can't be conceited.

"Alas, it's a pity that the scar has not come back. Otherwise, there are seven or eight spiritual realms here." I do not know when, a sigh resounded in the crowd.

When it comes to scar, people suddenly remember that the scar that was taken away by director Li on that day has not come back. It's been a month since I think of scar, and then I think of Zhao Jiuge, who fought fiercely with scar that day.

Just now, some of the young people's arrogance changed suddenly.

It seems that a month later, scar and Zhao Jiuge's figure of the war and the extraordinary posture with the passage of time, have let some people forget.

"Zhao Jiuge is not a vegetarian. He has that crazy capital." A small young man with a short stature, white and tender face and some ruddy cheeks, lowered his head and muttered in a low voice. Then he saw that all the people were looking at him with their eyes turned white. They looked at him as if they had done something wrong. They spat out their tongue and drooped their eyes in embarrassment.

"Even if people's strength is OK, but now the most important thing is how to solve this problem. People certainly can't let them fight in vain, but others are tough bones, and they have to come up with a solution."

"Life and death are indifferent. If you don't accept it, do it."

"Otherwise, let's go directly together. Since he is not benevolent, we are also unjust. If we stop him directly, we are afraid that we can't clean up one of them."

If someone takes the lead, there is always someone who agrees. In this world, there is never a lack of people who like to make trouble with others. For a time, each of them has his own ideas, and the small room is noisy again.

Mu Zijun, whose face was calm, frowned slightly and his nose moved slightly. He seemed to dislike the environment in the room. He felt that others were too noisy. His lips and teeth were light. "I'll go first. You can rest assured that this matter will come tomorrow night. I will give you an account. I will go to meet Zhao Jiuge alone in the daytime tomorrow."

After saying that, he still ignored the reaction of the public and how others would think. He left the door in his own way. Mu Zijun, who had been rich in family education since childhood, was so graceful and elegant even when he was angry and disgusted.

Although Mu Zijun seems to be a little proud, but compared with Bai Zimo's frivolous and arrogant Bai Zimo, people actually prefer Mu Zijun, who seems to be cold. With a light and flowing word falling down, people have a bottom in their hearts. Knowing that this matter will not end like this, tomorrow night will know what will happen.

The people in the room were all excited and waited for the reply from Mu Zijun tomorrow. I believe that Mu Zijun will not let people down.

Looking at the leaving Mu Zijun, he didn't greet him or ask for his opinions. He made himself the master. How could he feel? Bai Zimo was angry and itchy, but he couldn't do anything about Mu Zijun. He couldn't beat him. Even his prestige was not as good as Mu Zijun.

However, Bai Zimo, who was used to being proud, looked at Mu Zijun's departure. He was also embarrassed to stay here. He deliberately tightened his face and pretended to be arrogant and said in a loud voice, "you wait. Zhao Jiuge will give it to me. You have a good rest, and I will give you this tone."

Bai Zimo dropped this sentence and also learned to admire Zijun's head and left, but temperament is not what everyone has, and everyone's temperament is not the same.

The moon is like water, but mu Zijun's heart is like boiling water at this time.

Out of the yard, the breeze swept his face, blowing a few strands of long hair beside the tip of Mu Zijun's hair, slightly floating, as if the fluctuations in his heart for a long time can not be calm.

Eyes virtual squint, looking up at the sky, Mu Zijun face complex.

Zhao Jiuge, have we finally come to this stage? We have come to the opposite side. I really don't want to compete with you. It's a pity that some things can't be changed by me. If we don't give people an account of this matter, where is the dignity I just established?A sigh, a sigh, Mu Zijun turned.

My back is a little lonely. I don't want things to develop to this stage. But it's fate. Since I can't be a friend, I'll just be an enemy.

Life where not meet, life everywhere is wonderful, you do not lonely opponents.

This turn, Mu Zijun heart already had a decision, tomorrow is ready to go to Zhao Jiuge and Leng Rufeng to fight!

Thinking of Zhao Jiuge, Mu Zijun, who had a complex look, had a bright look in his eyes, and his mouth cocked and laughed. Zhao Jiuge, Zhao Jiuge, I hope you don't let me down.

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