Villain: I just want to be a second generation ancestor

"Beautiful ladies, what can I do to see Ouba?"

Yin Li raised his hand and shook the middle part of his forehead, and said, thinking he was very handsome.

It's just that the powder on his face trembled a lot because of the big movements.

This scene made the three girls feel sick, and immediately stood behind Chu Ci.

It was as if standing there was a human being.

???

Yin Li was stunned when he saw this, why did these sisters run away?

Is Oppa not attractive enough?

At this time, he also noticed Chu Ci beside him.

It's your boy who spoiled my good deeds, right?

Yin Li narrowed his eyes and looked at Chu Ci with some malicious intentions.

"Axi! What are you looking at? Have you never seen a boy group?"

Chu Ci listened to the other party's somewhat broken Mandarin, and asked questions instead of answering.

"Are you from Xiba people?"

Hearing this, Yin Lidang patted his chest and said proudly: "That's right, I am the great Onishachi man!"

"Big?"

Chu Ci had a weird expression.

Isn't he Xibaguo notoriously small?

However, as a good young man who understands etiquette, Chu Ci did not expose the other party on the spot.

Just like when I met Master Ikkyu from Sakura Province in Shaolin Temple, even though the other party had a grudge against him, he still kindly helped the other party Xi Dengjile.

Therefore, Chu Ci, who already needed something, spoke sincerely.

"Since you happen to be here, I'll just say it straight."

"We came to you because we need your help with a little favor."

When he said 'a little bit', Chu Ci did not forget to make a 'a little bit' gesture with his thumb and index finger.

But it was this gesture that made Yin Li run away in anger.

"Axi! What kind of gesture are you doing! Are you insulting me?"

"I'm 4.74 centimeters anyway, don't underestimate people, bastard!"

"Forehead..."

Seeing the other party's madness, Chu Ci was also a little slow-witted.

It seemed that he had indeed poked the opponent's weakness just now.

Xiba people are like this, the more they lack something, the more sensitive they are.

He remembered that in his previous life he had read an investigation report from Eagle Country on the Internet.

Asians lie high on average, and the West Eight are at the bottom.

Therefore, Xiba people couldn't bear the gesture of "a little bit" with two fingers together.

"Forget it, I really hate you."

"So I think it's more convenient to speak with actions." Chu Ci shook his head.

It is obviously impossible for him to continue to communicate normally with the other party.

Besides, that wasn't Chu Ci's style either.

As a boxing fan, he has always relied on his strength to speak the truth.

Boys use fists uniformly, girls use scissors uniformly.

And Yin Li in front of him is not a man or a woman... Then he has to slap him!

tata tao...

Chu Ci walked towards Yin Li step by step, without releasing any spiritual power.

But just the coercion emanating from him made Yin Li almost out of breath.

"Assi! What are you going to do?"

"I'm a special recruit from West Eight Countries! And I'm a newcomer to the International Student Club!"

"Do you dare to touch me?"

But his proud identity did not slow down Chu Ci's pace.

"Although I don't know how you, Xiao Xiba, got into Qingbei."

"But obviously...you're in the wrong place!"

Not to mention that he is recruiting students from Xiba special, even if the president of Xiba is here, Chu Ci dares to go up and give the two bullies.

hum...

Yin Li's heart skipped a beat.

Why is the other party looking so young, but the aura on his body is...

so strong!

Even stronger than his mentor in the Wu Wangjing in the West Eight Kingdoms!

You must know that in the West Eight Kingdoms, the Martial King Realm is equivalent to a universe-level power!

Yin Li's calf couldn't stop shaking.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

At this moment, he just felt as if he was being targeted by some scourge.

The sense of fear from the soul made him feel at a loss.

It is obviously a hot dog day, but at this time it feels like I am in an ice cave.

Looking at Chu Ci who was about to walk up to him, who was a head taller than himself.

Yin Li couldn't bear it anymore.

thump--

Finally, his legs gave way, and he sat down on the ground in embarrassment.

"Don't come here!"

In addition to being afraid, Yin Li also doubted himself.

Didn't you say that I am the number one genius in the West Eight Kingdoms?

Why is it that when you just arrived in Yan Country, you are better than your mentor when you just pick someone up?

Is this the terror of a great power?

Mother!I want to go home!

Zheng——

Just at this moment, a sword light struck the air in front of Chu Ci.

Chu Ci's eyes froze, he raised a hand unhurriedly, and crushed the sword energy with two fingers.

Whoosh whoosh—

In the next second, three young people jumped down from a high place and landed lightly between the two of them.

Chu Ci glanced at the visitor.

The leader was the sword-wielding youth who had met outside the dormitory a few days ago.

At this time, the other party was holding a black long sword, and the skirt of his body was windless and automatic, quite like a hidden sword fairy.

Yin Li, who was originally desperate, yelled loudly after seeing the three of them appearing, as if seeing a life-saving straw.

"Senior Yan! Senior Ma! Help me!"

The young man with the sword glared at Yin Li indifferently, and the cold breath made the latter silence immediately.

After the other party was completely quiet, the young man with the sword turned his head to look at Chu Ci.

"Forgive others and forgive others. This person is an international friend. I hope that the situation will not continue to escalate without going to the formal arena." The young man with the sword said with a serious expression.

Although the blow just now was not a full blow, it was easily crushed by the opponent.

This really startled him.

This is the first time he knows...

It turns out that sword energy can be crushed with bare hands?

then.

He always likes to fight first and then talk about reasoning, so it is rare for him to take the initiative to talk about reasoning.

But to his surprise.

Facing the steps he gave, the freshman on the other side didn't even give him any face.

"International Nima's friend."

"What? Is this stick your son? Are you in such a hurry to help him out?"

Chu Ci opened his mouth with two words of national curse.

The purest mouth odor, the ultimate enjoyment~

Hearing Chu Ci's words, the old student who followed him was not happy on the spot, and pointed angrily.

"What's wrong with you, a new student! How dare you talk to Senior Brother Yan Xiaoliu like that!"

"It seems that they don't pay attention to us, the Three Musketeers of the International Student Association!"

Chu Ci glanced at the other party with cold eyes: "Did I say something wrong?"

"At the door of the dormitory, why didn't the old man see you when he blocked the way, and now you jumped out like a fool before I made a move."

"Bad or not?"

"And your Laoshizi international student club, it's better to disband and go home to raise pigs."

"You!" The person who spoke suddenly had blue veins on his face, feeling that he had been greatly insulted.

Without even thinking about it, he directly drew the green sword behind his back and attacked Chu Ci.

At this moment, he just wanted to severely teach this new student who had no dignity in front of him a lesson.

"Ma Xiaotiao! Come back!" Yan Xiaoliu hurriedly stopped him, but it was still a step too late.

Now the other party has rushed in front of Chu Ci.

On Ma Xiaotiao's arm holding the long sword, the meridians bulged like horned dragons.

The face is ferocious, showing fierceness.

Ma Xiaotiao's eyes were sharp, and the long sword in his hand swung down suddenly.

"Grandpa..."

But in the next second!

bar-

Ma Xiaotiao, who was just like the god of thunder coming into the world, seemed to be able to teleport at this moment, and his entire upper body was inserted into the concrete floor where he was standing before.

like a potted plant...

quiet--

After several breaths, Wang Xiaoming, who was walking with him, came back to his senses.

Kneeling down in front of Ma Xiaotiao's half body.

Hoarse, howling ghosts and wolves.

"Old horse! Old horse! Ah!"