Brother is really tough

Chapter 12 The Nosy Teen

In the case of the incident, Bai Yiduo finally discovered the clue,
Ever since the chessboard was obtained by accident, no matter whether it was Taoist Chi Ling, Venerable Mo Yan, or the protective spirit array of the Nalan family, as long as they attacked him with spiritual energy, part of the spiritual energy would be absorbed by the chessboard.

In other words, whoever wants to hit him now must first have the awareness of losing his spiritual energy.

Of course, physical attacks are another matter!
The short guard picked up his stick, chased and beat Bai Yiduo, "Stinky boy, I have endured you for a long time...!"

One stick after another was firmly swung on Bai Yiduo's body, and the latter ran away with his head in his arms.

"Hey~? Why did you hit someone?"

The short nurse wielded a stick, panted, wiped sweat, rolled his throat and cursed: "Aren't you very hard to beat? Don't you need to be beaten? I will help you."

Bai Yiduo was about to swear!

Did he tell you to fight?
People just want to absorb more aura to open the black pieces on the chessboard, okay!
But he couldn't say these words on the bright side, he looked at Izumo Mubai like looking through autumn water: "Senior Brother Izumo, if it's you who makes the shot, I won't dodge."

Izumo Mubai's arrogant expression swayed, goosebumps all over his body.

With a light cough, Izumo Mubai waved his sleeve robe to stop the short guard.

Then he glanced at Bai Yiduo helplessly, and sighed, "Although my appearance has brought me many troubles, you are the No.1 who fascinates boys!"

"..."

Bai Yiduo blinked her eyes, not quite understanding what he meant.

Izumo Mubai fell into deep self-blame, and shook his head apologetically at Bai Yiduo: "Don't bother! The habit of breaking sleeves is not suitable for me."

"What is the addiction to broken sleeves?"

Bai Yiduo said that he just wanted to get your aura and nothing else.

It's you playing the show yourself, it has nothing to do with him!

"Izumo Mubai, you are a powerful sixth-grade Qi training practitioner, why don't you dare to attack me?" Bai Yiduo began to use aggressive methods.

After finishing speaking, seeing the latter's gaze became condensed, as if he had grasped some essential points of the outline, he took advantage of the victory and said: "Izumo Mubai, this is the Nalan family, I want to see senior Nalanjie, why do you stop me?" ?”

Hearing this, the short guard smashed his stick on the ground, stepped forward and said, "Young Master Izumo is the son-in-law of my Nalan family and Miss Jinyue's husband, why is he not qualified? Brat, don't be here!" There's nonsense talking here."

"Hmph, uncle? Is Senior Sister Jinyue definitely going to marry him? In my opinion, he is not good enough for Nalan Jinyue at all."

After speaking, he sneaked a glance at Izumo Mubai, seeing the latter's face was livid, Bai Yiduo was quite excited.

What he wanted was this expression, this look, and this aura that could strike at any time.

"Stinky boy, when is it your turn to tell me about my Nalan family's affairs?"

Bai Yiduo glanced at the speaker coldly, and said with a sneer: "You are just a servant who looks after the house, can you represent the Nalan family? Can you represent Senior Sister Jinyue?"

"You..." The short man's face turned pale with anger.

"Hmph!" Bai Yiduo walked around Izumo Mubai with contempt in his eyes.

"Izumo Mubai, to put it nicely, you are the young master of the Izumo family, a sixth-grade qi-training expert. But you don't even look at how old you are, the hair on your temples is all white, and you're still old. Tender grass, do you want to marry Nalan Jinyue?"

"At your age, you should have stopped at Qi training in this life, relying on the remaining prestige of your family to put on airs, what are your own abilities? You don't even know if Nalan Jinyue will look at you directly."

These words really made Izumo Mubai very angry.Because only he knew that Nalan Jinyue's attitude towards him was always lukewarm, yet Bai Yiduo explained it right away.

The folding fan is lightly unfolded, and the ink-colored aura is gathering momentum between the fan leaves.

"Hmph! My sixth-grade qi training may not be outstanding on the north bank of the Miluo River, but here, it is more than enough to kill you, a brat who doesn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth."

After all, the jade fan twirled, and the black aura turned into a cold streamer, driving the murderous aura and piercing a white face.

Seeing that the killing intent was approaching, Bai Yiduo not only didn't fear or dodge, but was overjoyed, and rushed towards the murderous intent.

With a bang, black spiritual energy cut into Bai Yiduo's body, and was absorbed and transformed by the chessboard.

It's just that the aura of the sixth-grade Qi training realm is always too thin. After being included in the black chess pieces, it still can't meet the standard of breaking the seal.

"It's really weak!"

Bai Yiduo felt contempt in her heart, but her body pretended to be injured, and she backed away repeatedly.

This blow made Bai Yiduo more sure that the chessboard could absorb spiritual energy, and the method of obtaining it was very direct and rude.

So Bai Yiduo pretended to be hurt, forced out a mouthful of blood, clutched his chest and shouted ferociously: "Izumo Mubai, is that all you can do? How could Nalan Jinyue marry such a waste like you? I feel worthless for her!"

Seeing that his blow did not kill him, Izumo Mubai was furious. Gritting his teeth, a more majestic murderous aura brewed, his hand holding the folding fan trembled slightly, and the ink-colored aura was like black mist Wrap it up.

"You brought it on yourself!"

Izumo Mubai didn't hold back any more, he poured out all his spiritual power and was ready to go.

The young master Izumo, who was originally rebellious and noble, has become a murderer. Under the cover of a cloud of black mist, the coiled hair exploded suddenly, and dust was flying in the vast air waves.

Normally, Bai Yiduo's body would tremble with fright at this terrifying scene, but now that he has the chessboard, he is looking forward to such a killer move, which contains a lot of aura.

"Brother Izumo, you have to work hard, don't let me down."

Shouting in her heart, Bai Yiduo waited eagerly.

However, just as the ink-colored spiritual energy came to kill, suddenly, a white sword light descended from the sky, stopping it abruptly.

"Do not……"

Bai Yiduo mourned in his heart, turned around suddenly, and saw a mighty team, the leader was holding a long sword, and a pair of deep eyes were particularly annoying.

The person who came was a young man wearing Taoist robes from the outer court, with the blade out of the sheath, and his appearance was extraordinary.

The young man put away his sword, walked up to Bai Yiduo, and asked with concern: "Are you alright?"

Seeing Bai Yiduo staring at him in a daze, the young man smiled brightly: "You don't need to thank me, they are all practitioners of the Tao, and they just draw their swords to help when they see injustice."

"..."

No one knew how much Bai Yiduo wanted to kill this self-righteous guy.

But the young man claimed to be righteous and patted Bai Duo on the shoulder, turned to Izumo Mubai, and shouted: "The dignified Nalan family actually killed the disciples of the inner courtyard who were powerless to fight back. There is no such thing as a third fairyland!" Is it a little royal?"

Izumo Mubai's face was pale, his fierce eyes narrowed slightly, he took a look at the speaker, and then cast his eyes on the team in the street.

The team was majestic and majestic. Although most of them were wearing Taoist robes of outer court disciples, it was not difficult to see that their overall strength should not be underestimated.

Especially the official sedan chair in the middle of the team, faintly giving people a kind of coercion.

(End of this chapter)