Life script: Destiny's villain, I kill the protagonist

Between thoughts.

Yuan Chun was even more annoyed, and even the face of Qingkong on the moon became more gloomy.

"Son of Taiyin, what do you mean... Do you want to intensify this hatred within the realm of the old man's duties?"

His meaning is clear.

The enchantment of the Tianbei is the territory of their guardians. If you don’t give him face, then don’t blame him, a saint of the old age, for not giving face to the Taiyin Holy Land.

A trace of sullenness flashed across Yueqing's clean face.

I obviously haven't said anything yet, so why did I attract the resentment of a saint again.

Just like last time, if it wasn't for the villain Su Xunge who provoked him, he wouldn't have provoked Gu Feng casually.

"Could it be that this person is really a broom star?"

Yue Qingkong thought in his heart.

But his pride never made him lose face.

And right now.

Sanyue, who hadn't interrupted since the appearance of Saint Yuanchun, also saw the embarrassing situation of his own junior.

Can't help but start to worry.

Their duty is to clear the obstacles on the growth path for the moon.

Right now, some villains are bullying their beloved junior.

How can they be patient.

"No need to say more, junior brother!"

"As you said, this beast is nothing more than useless waste material. Rather than wasting his time, it's better to comprehend the Tianbei earlier and go back to prepare for the auction in Wanbaotang!"

"That's right, it's useless to talk too much. We just need to be ourselves. The world's crazy words are just passing away. Thousands of years later, you sit high in the sky overlooking the world of mortals, and the current clown has already turned into a dead bone in the grave. What nonsense are you talking to him!"

One sentence per person in March.

It is useless to demote Su Xunge.

After finishing speaking, he wanted to drag Yue Qingkong to the star reception platform thousands of feet away.

Yuan Chun sage frowned. These three little girls looked dignified and beautiful, but their words were so ugly.

Make him unhappy.

Su Xunge laughed twice: "It's interesting, after I take you all here, let's see if you still dare to be so arrogant!"

His eyes shifted, and evil thoughts sprouted.

It happened that the moon was empty and cherished feathers, and he had no place to display them, so the three moons jumped out, giving him a chance.

With narrow eyes, Su Xunge looked at the backs of the four people leaving, and said lightly: "Why, the dignified Taiyin Holy Land will also escape by talking about it? It was you who started provoking, and now you are the one who retreated completely. Is there really such a good thing in the world?"

The villain Su Xunge filed a complaint first, leading the actions of the four people to the Holy Land of Taiyin, so that Yue Qingkong, who had planned to temporarily put aside the dispute, couldn't help frowning wildly.

Turning his head suddenly, his star-like eyes contained an unprecedented killing intent: "Originally, I planned to let you linger on for a while, but I didn't expect you to be so reckless!"

Su Xunge slandered the Holy Land of Taiyin, making Yue Qingkong so angry that he couldn't suppress his anger at all.

Even at the risk of being reprimanded by the saint, he still wants to get back this place.

"Yo Hou, do you still want to kill me?" Su Xunge was also not afraid, and looked directly at him with cold eyes.

The four eyes met, sparks sparked in the air.

This time, the sage Yuanchun was frightened.

If these two little ancestors really fought under the Sacred Emperor's Monument, it would be fine if nothing happened, but if one of them got hurt in the slightest, he wouldn't be able to get rid of it.

He couldn't afford to be held accountable by the Holy Land behind the two, the dynasty.

"You two little friends, please restrain yourself!" Yuan Chun tried his best to show the majesty of a saint, but his mind was already in a mess of hemp ropes, thinking frantically how to put an end to this innocent disaster.

Looking at Yue Qingkong who was full of anger, Su Xunge looked mocking.

Yuan Chun is really suffering.

"If you want to fight, you must not fight under the Holy Emperor's Monument!"

"But these two little things are getting angry, how to persuade them is another problem!" The saint Yuan Chun thought hard and couldn't find a way.

But suddenly.

A floating cloud floated in the sky, covering most of the scorching sun that originally shone on the Holy Emperor's Monument.

"By the way! It doesn't have to be a fight to compete. Young people like to show off for a while, just change the way to vent the anger of the two, and compare the strength of each other!"

There was a flash of inspiration in Yuan Chun's heart, and he thought of a good idea.

From Yue Qingkong's few words, he could tell why Yue Qingkong was dissatisfied with Su Xunge.

On the one hand, Su Xunge is so arrogant that he is boundless, so it is easy to cause trouble.

On the other hand, Su Xunge did not show his aptitude and was not seen by Yue Qingkong, which caused the conflict between the two.

Seeing Su Xunge and Yue Qingkong's rising momentum, Yuan Chun made a decisive decision and unleashed all his strength as a saint.

Circles of dissipated divine power ripples instantly sealed the space within a radius of several miles.

The unquestionable majestic voice resounded: "Enough"

"If the two little friends really want to compete, why not try it on the Holy Emperor's Monument!"

Chapter 210 Dare to Fight

"Since ancient times, the Tianbei has been the biggest stage for the young talents of the Zhongzhou human race to prove themselves. Even the ancient emperors will travel across time and space to fight against the predecessors. Since the two young friends are not convinced by the other, then go to the stars. Ranking one point higher than the other ranks, it can be regarded as an end to this grievance!"

Yuan Chun's voice sounded like Hong Zhong, rolling and vibrating in the space.

It even caused many weak monks to lose their minds and spirits, causing their sea of ​​​​qi to rise and fall.

But the effect of this sentence is still good.

Su Xunge and Yue Qingkong, who were accumulating aura, restrained their aura at the same time.

"To flatter a villain, do you dare to fight?" Yue Qingkong was full of confidence in such a competition.

The Taiyin body is the first-class physique under the chaotic body. It is born to be compatible with the most Yin, and it is a peerless genius that cannot be seen in all ages.

Even if the Taiyin Holy Land has been established for a million years, it can only find a handful of Taiyin bodies.

Therefore, Yue Qingkong is very confident in his qualifications.

Coupled with his inherent stereotype of Su Xunge, Yue Qingkong believes that such an alternative confrontation is absolutely impossible for him to fail.

...

In this regard.

Su Xunge could see clearly from Yue Qingkong's gradually raised head, and he couldn't help but hehe in his heart.

The Demon God Body is a top-level physique that is not weaker than the Taiyin Body. In addition, I have passed through the Northern Immortal Light to strengthen the Dao Foundation, and the stars have tempered my body.

His current aptitude is not only the only one in a million years, but at least the top existence in 10 years.

"Hmph, I have never said that I dare not dare at this age!" Su Xunge smiled indifferently.

Immediately afterwards, he changed the topic and continued with malicious intentions: "But I have a habit of never doing meaningless things."

"Since it's a competition, what if you lose?"

Su Xunge has been brewing for so long, in order for Yue Qing to empty March behind him.

At this time, it was finally time to meet Tu Qiongdagger, and he also became a little impatient.

But Yue Qingkong didn't notice Su Xunge's unfriendly eyes on his three senior sisters at all.

He even burst into laughter because of Su Xunge's arrogant words:

"lose?"

"You actually think I'm going to lose? It's a fantasy!"

in his eyes.

Su Xunge is a rascal, not to mention being compared with him, even if he appears under the same sky at the same time, it is a waste of his life.

How can he talk about losing?

"What, motherfucker, are you scared?" Seeing this, Su Xunge hurriedly poured oil into the pile of dry firewood.

Yue Qingkong's two thin eyebrows twisted like caterpillars.

The thief in front of him seemed to have recognized the title of sissy, and he couldn't speak without the word, which undoubtedly made him even more annoyed.

"Forget it, let him know what it means to know what it means to be tall!"

I've been thinking about it.

Yue Qingkong said disdainfully: "Since you are asking for trouble, how can I refuse."

"With your aptitude, it must be a waste of resources to get to where you are today. How about it, if I lose, I will give you 100 million catties of pure source, and exchange it with two medicine kings to replenish the foundation."

"And if you lose, I don't want your source either. Kowtow to me three times on the spot and swear that as long as I appear in this life, you will automatically retreat a thousand miles away."

The voice finished.

around.

The monks who gathered to eat melons all made incredible sounds.

"I heard that right, 100 million jin! It's just a bet that costs 100 million jin. You really deserve to be a preacher of a great religion. It's a big deal!"

"If I can get 100 million catties, not to mention retreating thousands of miles, even if I retreat thousands of miles, one hundred thousand miles will be fine!"

"This Mr. Su, is really a source of good fortune. He can win or lose. I'm really envious!"

Everyone couldn't believe Yue Qingkong's proposed bet.

Even the saint Yuanchun, who is not very wealthy, is like this.

But that's not surprising.

Origin stones are extremely precious resources, and a million catties is already an astronomical figure for ordinary monks.

Looking at the audience, I am afraid that Gu Feng and Su Xunge, the two big dogs, dismissed this.

"Is the holy son of the great religion so poor?" Gu Feng tilted his head and secretly despised Yue Qingkong.

And Su Xunge was even more straightforward, and burst out laughing on the spot:

"My son's storage bag is filled with tens of millions of catties, one million catties? Are you sending the beggar?"

"If you don't have a source, you can say it clearly. I certainly don't have the same knowledge as you!"

"You!" Yue Qing was anxious, his eyes wide open: "Then what kind of gambling do you say?"

Su Xunge smiled embarrassingly.

The treacherous light in his eyes could not be suppressed completely, like a wild fox that had stolen a chicken.

"I've heard for a long time that you have a chariot close to the great holy soldier in the Holy Land of Taiyin. If the Holy Son of Taiyin is willing, then use this thing as gambling money..."

This is the routine that Su Xunge came up with after thinking over and over again.

The intention is too obvious to ask someone directly, and [-]% of September Clearance will not agree.

So he wanted to use a trick to pretend to destroy the country, use the holy soldier as a guise to relax the opponent's vigilance, and take the opportunity to get closer to his real goal.

And it just so happens that I don't have a car that can stand on the stage, so if I can snatch the Moon Chariot from the facade of the Taiyin Holy Land, it can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone.

"You're dreaming!" Before Yue Qingkong could speak, Xiyue and Lianyue took the lead in refuting Su Xunge for their junior brother.

The chariot of the left moon caused a lot of trouble, and it represented the face of the Taiyin Holy Land, and it was absolutely impossible to put it on the table as a gambling fund.

Even Yue Qingkong's [-]% chance of winning is average.

"Madman, I advise you not to wishful thinking, instead of losing your face later and begging the Holy Son in a low voice, it is better to retreat earlier!" Xiyue exhorted coldly.

And Lian Yue is even more exaggerated.

He even pulled out a three-foot green peak from the sea of ​​qi, and pointed it directly at Su Xunge's face.