Wang Le's explanation made Fatty Huang more interested in the secular lifestyle, and he kept asking and asking questions, with envy and yearning between his eyebrows and eyes.

The so-called "what you can't get is often the best" is vividly reflected in Fatty Huang.

Wang Le believes that Fatty Huang will have the opportunity to go to the world of the world one day. After a good experience, the envy and yearning of the existence will disappear.

Just when the two of them were chatting and fucking each other, another group of warriors came in from outside.

Wang Le saw that Zhuang Yu, one of the Gemini in the Qing Palace, was in the crowd.

At this time, Zhuang Yu obviously saw Wang Le standing not far away. The smile on his face faded away like a tide and became gloomy. Then he let out a cold snort from his nose, looking at the two of them and said in a deep voice: "It's so unlucky. How can you see you, a kid from the world, anywhere."

Before Wang Le could speak, Fatty Huang sneered and fought back: "The road is halfway up and down. If you are unhappy, you can get out!"

Zhuang Yu's face became colder, and the atmosphere between the two sides became even more tense.

At this moment, Wang Yunxiang, who went to get the box token, rushed back.

Wang Yunxiang glanced at Zhuang Yu and others opposite him, his face changed slightly, and he obviously recognized the other party's identity.

"What's going on?" Wang Yunxiang asked softly.

Fatty Huang sneered: "Someone is looking for trouble if you have nothing to do, hey, it's really unlucky."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuang Yu on the opposite side stopped doing it and shouted: "Who is looking for trouble if you have nothing to do? Fatty Huang, please explain it to Zhuang!"

Fatty Huang, who was unwilling to give in, said disdainfully: "I didn't name it. I took the self-righteous code name. Why should Huang explain it clearly?"

Zhuang Yu was about to speak when he saw a thin middle-aged man in his thirties standing next to him with a sallow and triangular face suddenly looking at Wang Le, who was silent and calm, and said in a slight and slight smile: "It turns out that you have formed a bond with Junior Brother Zhuang, an ignorant boy, do you know the consequences of offending me, Qing Palace?"

Wang Leyun replied calmly: "The consequences of offending you? There is no need to know about Wang."

For Wang Le, who had killed a Qinggong disciple who had concealed his roots in Bai Yujing, Liang Zi had already formed a lot anyway, so he didn't care about the extra Zhuang Yu.

At this time, Wang Yunxiang stood up, looked at the thin middle-aged man with a pale complexion opposite, and said coldly: "Gao Zhiheng, are you a strong man in the rank of the ground threatening the Xuan-level junior without regard for his face, and aren't you afraid of losing the face of the dignified Qinggong?"

After a pause, Wang Yunxiang looked at Zhuang Yu again and said, "As a member of the league's trial team, if you really want to compete, it is better to focus on the next training task!"

Then Gao Zhiheng sneered and fought back: "Wang Yunxiang, who do you think you are? It's not your turn to take care of my Qing Palace!"

Then Gao Zhiheng continued with a proud look on his face: "Even your master's white robe and jade sword is not qualified!"

As soon as the words were finished, everyone felt a flash of sight, and then they heard two loud slaps in the face.

When everyone came to their senses and looked at it, they did not see any strangers appear.

However, Gao Zhiheng's waxy face was red and swollen like a pig's head.

Just as everyone was stunned, a man's voice, which was both strange and extremely cold, echoed in everyone's ears: "The little ants in the ground level dared to discuss us like the heavenly powerhouses in public."

"This slap you twice. One slaps in the face was for a white-robed and jade knife, and the other slaps were considered to be the old guys in Dai Qing Palace. I will teach you what rules are like for such unworthy disciples!"

The Qing Palace disciples whose face changed drastically, their proud heads were instantly hung down weakly.

Gao Zhiheng, who was slapped into a pig's head, didn't dare to let go of a single fart at this time, lowered his eyebrows and said with fear and respect: "I am reckless and offended Senior White-robed Jade Sword in his words. Thank you for your mercy."

After saying that, the scene suddenly became quiet, and the strange hoarse voice did not appear again. It was obvious that he left after teaching Gao Zhiheng a lesson.

Wang Le slapped his mouth and looked at Gao Zhiheng with a hint of pity. He was beaten and had to say thank you. It was so sad.

Just pretend to be good - just force the threat, why do you have to blow up the cowhide and pull the old guy in the heavenly realm of the white robe and Jade Sword into it.

It was so bad that I was so desperate that I happened to be heard by an old monster in the heavenly rank, which was really a disaster.

In this regard, Wang Le can only say that Gao Zhiheng is a model that he will not die if he does not commit suicide.

Fatty Huang whistled gloatingly, looked at Gao Zhiheng in a mess and spitted on the ground, then sneered: "The guy who bullies others by his power deserves to be taught a lesson by his seniors at the Heavenly Level!"

"You!" Zhuang Yu was about to take a step forward, but Gao Zhiheng quickly stopped him, and then whispered: "Forget it."

Zhuang Yu's face looked as ugly as my dead mother. He looked at Wang Le hard and said, "My surname is Wang, Zhuang and you are endless!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gao Zhiheng, who looked like a pig's head, endured the scorching pain coming from his face, stared at Wang Le and sneered: "Boy, don't be caught by Gao when you go to the battlefield, otherwise you won't be able to eat it then!"

"Uh!" Wang Le suddenly felt speechlessly asking the sky, rolling his eyes straight, it turned out that they all thought they were bullied by themselves without a backer!

Otherwise, why wouldn't they dare to speak harshly to Wang Yunxiang and Fatty Huang, who were supported by a white robe and jade knife behind them?

You know, Wang Le didn't say a few words from beginning to end!

"Mom, I really think that I'm easy to bully. When I go to the battlefield, I'll see who can't afford to take care of it. Humph!" Wang Le glanced at Gao Zhiheng and Zhuang Yu opposite him, and cursed in his heart.

After thinking about it, Wang Le smiled, but it was very cold.

Then he raised his eyebrows and looked at Gao Zhiheng and Zhuang Yu with cold eyes. Then he spread his hands and responded disdainfully: "Since you want to play, I can only accompany you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fatty Huang, who was united in the same hatred of the enemy, followed with a provocative expression: "I am the only one of you, others are afraid of your Qinggong, and I, Lingtai Sect, are not timid!"

At this time, due to the conflict between the two sides, the warriors in the nearby private rooms had already attracted the attention of the warriors. Gao Zhiheng, who had long been shameless, had already let go of all his harsh words, so he didn't want to continue to pester for a moment. After snorting coldly, the private rooms stopped entering, and his body flashed out of the tent gate.
Chapter completed!