v3 Chapter 225： Dojo

"Who is the fan?"

The shirtless buddies who got up from the ground shouted with a mouthful of leaks. Sirius, who was also a social man beside him, stood up to help the people who just shot.

"where?"

"If you have the ability to come out, even the Sirius Dojo dare to do it?"

"Where is the man? He must take off his arm today ..."

Several disciples of Sirius Dojo knew that the young man in front of them was Huang Mao.

But ... they dare not settle accounts in person with the well-known Taoist name ...

In particular, the person being fanned by the fan is the master of Sirius Dojo, and it is said that he has reached the period of crossing the robbery.

You can cross the street at your doorstep.

And they are just monks of the deified period, going out to die?

However, the people around melon couldn't stand it anymore, holding a mobile phone and facing the disciples of Sirius Dojo said, "Did you guys lose your eyes? Isn't the person who beat his face right in front of you?"

Disciples of Sirius Dojo: "..."

"is it you?"

Disciples of Sirius Dojo who threatened to take off his arms, faced Sun Wukong, but his eyes were behind Sun Wukong, with a bowed look of the ox devil: "It's you, what do you do with your head down, stand up ... …Come."

Disciples of Sirius Dojo originally thought that the bull devil was bullying. After all, he looked awkward, but when the bull devil stood up, it was one meter nine ...

The disciples of Sirius Dojo immediately changed his voice and said, "Look, this brother is a little too active. Sit down, I'm talking about the one next to you ... Little white face, yes, it's you, white face. Where did you go? Hurry up and admit it wasn't your fan ... "

Feng Hao saw his disciples staring at him, and he was wondering, why did he become a little white face?

"..."

Prometheus, Sun Wukong, Bull Demon King, Elder Dragon Whale, Prometheus, Gusuqin, Xiaoqiuqiu, Xiaohei, Xia Shilan, Xiaolei, Liu Xiaofei, Zhang Yi, etc., couldn't help but caress their foreheads.

This guy ... I do n’t care if I kick the iron plate. There are so many people on Yulong Snow Mountain's fast viewing platform, but they are picked by Feng Hao.

"I fanned it!"

Sun Wukong stepped forward to admit it.

"..."

The disciples of Wolf Dojo that day were silent, and then said, "It's not your turn to speak for the time being, sit down ... this little white face at the back, please express your opinion."

Feng Hao twitched slightly, and he took two steps forward.

"No need ..." Sun Wukong advised.

"Come back, don't do this, in front of the house ..." the Cow Demon King also advised.

"I was impulsive just now, I reflect on it, Feng Brother ..." Gu Suqin also joined the persuasion array.

Xiao Hei's small claws tightened Feng Hao's trouser legs, while Xiao Qiu was sitting on Lin Yu's feet, preventing him from taking a step forward.

"It's easy to make money, what can't be solved by mouth?"

The disciples of Sirius Dojo saw Feng Hao stand out. The people beside him, even those as strong as yellow hair, stood up to persuade him, and he couldn't help but start to choke.

Who the **** is this?

Are you kidding me?

The Sirius Taoist disciple who shouted for Feng Hao to stand up immediately asked: "Don't you smoke? Brother? Come ..."

He took out a gold leaf Tianye small cigarette and handed it to Feng Hao, and then Sun Wukong and the Cow Demon King and others also handed one and chuckled: "Brother just looked away ... hehe!"

Snapped!

Sun Wukong sips his cigarette in his mouth, and slaps in the past. That day, the disciples of the Wolf Dojo couldn't find the northeast and southwest on the spot: "Be smart, call it Brother Hao!"

"Hello brother!"

The disciple of Wolf Dojo that day was crying without tears. He touched his right cheek and couldn't lift his head shyly.

Hundreds of mobile phone cameras were shooting at him. If the picture just spread to the Internet, he was afraid it would be popular, and then his life would be ruined ...

It is estimated that the Sirius Taoist will end his life immediately.

The other disciples of Sirius Dojo were also forced by this scene, and the boss and the second child were beaten.

If they went up and shouted, they would probably be beaten.

Feng Hao looked at the disciple of Sirius Dojo, returned the cigarette in his hand, and said, "When did you light this cigarette in the sun ... when did you go down the mountain?"

"Brother, I have fire ... come ..." The youth of Sirius Dojo took out a windproof lighter.

Lin Yu shook his finger, and the lighter flew down from the observation platform. The young man laughed at the time: "There is no fire, I'm afraid I can't light it ..."

"Have you seen the sun?"

Feng Hao patted the young man's shoulder and turned to board the Yulong Snow Mountain. To be honest, he really disdain to deal with this kind of magpie.

Everyone advised him that he should.

After all, he was worried about accidentally destroying the mountain ...

"And this king ..."

"I can only use the sun, if I see you use an open flame, haha ​​..."

The Cow Demon King and Sun Wukong also patted the young man's shoulder, and then recorded in hundreds of mobile phones, leaving a smile that is most handsome and handsome.

The Sirius Dojo with four or five cigarettes in his palm felt a great shame ...

But he didn't dare to lose it.

Only use the sun to light a cigarette? How to ...

"Can you tell us, who are you?"

The shirtless Sirius Taoist disciple was slightly reconciled, apparently trying to save face and court in the future.

"My King Four Sirens!"

The Ox Devil laughed wildly.

Slap!

Many people holding mobile phones in their hands, the mobile phones in shock startled ...

This name is so scary, it actually has the same name as the first anchor on a certain note.

"By the way, you can pay attention to my public account‘ Just Little Shrimp ’. Is n’t the Four Demon King the opposite of Little Shrimp? But it ’s the style of the King ... by the way, please ask for a reward.”

The Devil King laughed.

"What is this?"

Someone pointed at the yellow-haired Sun Wukong and asked, after all ... Sun Wukong was the first fan disciple of a wolf Siren.

Huh!

Click!

As soon as the words fell, Sun Wukong responded to them by pulling out the gold hoop from their ears, and then the three of them hugged. The gold hoop of thirty or forty meters was directly inserted into the mountain of Yulong Snow Mountain Dojo ...

"My name is Sun Wukong!"

Sun Wukong smiled arrogantly. Suddenly, a sudden uproar broke out in the crowd. Golden hoop, Sun Wukong ...

What a god!

If it were not for the birth of a gold hoop that can be big, small, thick and thin, how could they believe it ...

This Huangmao youth is Sun Wukong in the myth?

"Who is that little white face?" Someone asked with a wild heart.

Sun Wukong smiled slightly: "The Lord of Yulong Snow Mountain Dojo ... Feng Hao!"

噗通!

Heng Qi and others who were 700-800 meters away from Feng Hao and others were so scared that they fell off the sky immediately after hearing this sentence ...

Stumbled to the sky.