Chapter 1014： hostility

Chu Li looked at him calmly, without a word.

This Yang Ping is moody and sullen. It is not a good stubble. It is not easy to work in this kind of account.

"Ha ha ... ha ha ha ha ...!" Yang Ping laughed and laughed, leaning forward and back, and finally slamming the case a few times, laughing even harder.

Chu Li looked at him calmly, and his eyes were calm.

Yang Pingyi's convergent smile, lowered his face, and pointed at him and yelled, "You are a bright disciple, how naive!"

Chu Li calmly said, "Why did the general say this!"

"Since the establishment of Fengrui Camp, we have retreated from Fengrui Camp and have worked hard to reach the centurion. Only ten people have become the generals. Do you think you are the generals?" Yang With a flat face, a sneer twitched at the corners of his mouth.

Chu Li silently said nothing.

Yang Ping sneered: "In the eyes of your Bright Saint disciples, is the general a jerk?"

Chu Lidao said, "Dare."

Yang Ping hummed: "What dare you bright saints!"

Chu Lidao said, "General, I am now sanctioned by the Holy Ghost, and I am sent to drive out the Holy Ghost."

"Well, you killed an altar master and haven't been expelled from the religion. Of course, you are favored by the saint." Yang Ping pouted and said disdainfully, "But when it comes to my place, my men, whether you Whatever geniuses and wizards have to keep me in check and be honest! "

"Yes." Chu Li smiled.

This Yang Ping was hostile to the Holy Ghost, but jealous and hated. It seems that the Holy Ghost is not so popular.

Yang Ping gritted his teeth and stared at him.

Chu Li looked at him calmly.

The eyes of the two seemed to be fighting in the air, and it was difficult to win.

Yang Ping gritted his teeth and hated Chu Li, these stupid guys of the bright religion, really **** it!

The Holy Religion of Light is a distant state religion. It is ubiquitous. There are many infiltrations of the Bright Religion in the army.

He was dissatisfied with the Holy Religion, especially a woman who was under her head. Although the virgin was brilliant, she was a woman after all.

"Come!" Yang Ping cried in a deep voice.

A soldier in iron armor came in: "General!"

"Send him to Fengruiying!" Yang Ping said coldly.

"Yes!" The soldier folded his fists and said to Chu, "Follow me!"

Chu Li punched Yang Ping, then followed the soldier out of the tent.

Yang Ping gritted his teeth and stared at Chu Li.

The armored soldier strode forward with a meteor, without saying a word, ignored.

The two quickly passed through the school martial arts ground, through rows of tents, and walked about a mile to a remote location in the southwest corner of the barracks.

There are more than a dozen tents in this area surrounded by a school martial arts field, separated from the tents in the distance, forming an independent camp.

This piece of school martial arts field is half smaller than what he had seen before, but there is also a football field that is large enough to let horses gallop, but at this time it is empty and deserted.

"Lao Fan! Lao Fan!" The armored soldiers exclaimed.

An old man with a round figure ran out of a tent, dressed in a gray robe, and ran over while he was dressing his placket. He cried out, "Come here!"

He hurried forward and hugged his fist: "Xiao Jiang, you are a slacker and will not be here for a long time!"

"I don't want to come!" The armored soldier muffled. "I've given you away, not complaining about no one!"

"Oh, here's someone finally!" Lao Fan round face, a businessman's kind face, shouted joyfully: "How many people are there this time?"

"This in front of me," said the armored soldier, "of the Holy Ghost, ten dǐng, let's go!"

"The Holy Religion?" Fan Fanxi rejoiced, turned to look at Chu Li, looked him up and down, and said with a voice in his mouth: "Okay, good, good, good Holy Religion disciple! ... Thank you, General!"

"Sold out of the armor immediately!" The armored soldier muttered, turned and walked away, as if it were some viper land.

Lao Fan hugged and laughed: "Okay, thank you Xiao Jiang."

The armored soldiers left much faster than when they came, and disappeared in a blink.

Lao Fan Xinxi looked at Chu Li: "Okay, okay, okay. From now on, we will eat in a pot. I don't know your brother's name yet. My name is Fan Yang, just call me Lao Fan. "

"Zhao Dahe!" Chu Li hugged his fists.

"Zhao Dahe, good name, good name!" Fan Yang smiled warmly: "Let's go and introduce you to our camp brothers."

He said loudly, "Xiao Xu! Xiao Xu!"

A man in his thirties was lazily walking out of a tent. His bare arms revealed a white flesh, his eyes narrowed, and he yawned, saying lazily, "Lao Fan, what's the matter, disturb my dream!"

"There are new brothers!" Fan Yang grinned, "Let's finally have a team!"

The round-faced middle-aged facial features look a bit funny, and while walking towards this side, he hummed impatiently: "I wish there was no one, and if I had a team, I would have to die. If we did n’t, we would be able to live freely. What a joy to go to death! "

He shook his head, came to the front, looked at Chu Li, and squinted at him: "New, what's your name?"

"His name is Zhao Dahe and he is a disciple of the Holy Religion." Fan Yang grinned.

"The Bright Saint?" The middle-aged man with a round face turned straight, his face flew away, and Chu Li looked up and down: "Really a Bright Saint disciple?"

"This is fake!" Fan Yang said with a smile: "Xiao Zhao, this is Xiao Xu, Xu Cihang, his mouth is not good, and his heart is still kind."

"Come off, you are kind!" Xu Cihang said angrily: "Zhao Dahe? You don't look like a disciple of the Guangming Sect."

Chu Li showed a smile: "The students of the Holy Religion may not be handsome and handsome ~ www.novelhall.com ~ I'm special, so I was beaten into Fengrui Camp!"

"Well ..., unfortunately." Both shook their heads.

Fan Yang sighed, "Now the disciple of the Holy Religion, that's an unattainable existence. I didn't expect to see it live!"

"Abright disciples are not immortals," Xu Cihang hummed. "It is also a mouth and two eyes!"

"It's hard to get into the Holy Religion, we are not qualified!" Fan Yang shook his head and sighed: "Not so good father and mother."

"I was originally a disciple of a small gang in the countryside. I was an orphan. Later, I was discovered by the patrol to see the Guangming Peak." Chu Li smiled.

He found that the two had great respect for the Holy Light, and their emotions were quite complicated. They were both envious and jealous and somewhat gloating.

If he wants to integrate into the Fengrui camp as soon as possible, he should do what he likes and talk more about the Holy Religion.

To a foreigner, the Holy Ghost religion is mysterious and unattainable. After all, the Holy Ghost disciples received are too few and too strict, and they are worth a million miles.

"Ah-?" The two yelled in surprise: "you are so qualified!"

They looked at Chu Li in surprise, even more eye-catching.

Chu Li smiled diǎn head: "OK."

"Then how did you get thrown here?" Xu Ci sailed, "falling from the sky into the mud!"

"It's a long story," Chu Li shook his head. "It involves a lot of secrets in the teaching, so I can only say a few words."

"Okay, talk quickly." The two hurriedly hurriedly, staring curiously.

Chu Li coughed, "I don't know where my tent is yet."

"Come, follow me." Lao Fan busy pulled him into a tent and said with a smile: "I'll let you live here." (To be continued.)