My Disciple Died Yet Again Chapter 17: Dead fat man from the beginning

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The people on the ground already lost their voice, and the bright red blood flowed from their heads. Within a moment, already was shocked. Zhu Yao lived for twenty-eight years. For the first time, he saw such a **** scene with his own eyes, and the person in the pool of blood was just a child about ten years old.

"Zhao Xiaofat!" Little Wang first recognized the person on the ground and exclaimed. Zhu Yao then recovered from the shock and covered Wang Xuzhi's eyes with one hand. The little fart struggled a few times, and plunged into her arms without sounding, as if scared.

Zhu Yao is also afraid, remembering that the little fat man that he saw when he got his identity token that day. Unexpectedly, after only one month of work, he fell into front of himself, without Aura. Looking up inadvertently, but seeing another child standing ten steps away, and also a familiar face, the little beggar with the twin roots of the day was at ease. At this moment, he stared at Zhao Xiaopeng, who had no sound on the ground, with his eyes wide and breathless. He was wearing a white already, and his body was covered with **** wounds. His eyes were full of unbearable suffocation. The key was that he had a long sword in his hand, and the sword was still wet with blood. What he has just done, it goes without saying.

The sound here has attracted the attention of many people, many disciples already leaned over to this side.

"Bold, dare to kill the same door." Du Yuanchen was the first to react, and flew to Xiaoyi with a leap, kicking the sword in his hand. He called out his flying sword, stopped him, and turned to the disciples who came over and said, "Go and notify Master."

Xiao Yi did not resist, or already was unable to resist, and Du Yuanchen was easily pressed to the ground. A pair of clear eyes were still unyielding.

More and more disciples gathered around and started whispering to the scene, appearing in such a scene, Zhu Yao was also a little flustered, only tightly covering Wang Xuzhi's eyes to prevent him from seeing .

"What's so noisy!" a loud voice sounded like an echo from Skyrim. A white shadow flew from the main hall, and Correct Qiu Gu was in charge of Zimu. It was just a bit noisy and quieted down instantly.

Zi Mu's eyes glanced at Zhao Xiaofei on the ground, his expression was stunned, he squatted and looked at it, waved his hand and pinched a trick, and a light curtain covered the **** man on the ground. The bleeding head just stopped, and the wound was healed at a rate invisible to the naked eye. Wait for the light curtain to dissipate, then feed the other party what to eat. Halfway through the meeting, the child recovered his breath before turning to question the people around him.

"cultivation is all scattered, who is so vicious." The injured child knew him, and was the son of Yuan Xiu, a great disciple under the real person of Qifeng Ziyuan. He heard that he was a good one.

"Master Yun." Du Yuanchen pulled up the person around him, "it is this person."

Zi Mu looked towards Du Yuanchen, his eyes fell on the child in his hands, and his eyes became cold for a moment. "What's going on?"

Du Yuanchen made a ritual to Zi Mu and continued: "I passed this place with my younger brother and sister Zhu, and just happened to see this person shot and seriously injured Brother Zhao."

Zi Mu turned around and looked at Zhu Yao, who was holding Wang Xuzhi, and stopped for a moment. Uncle Xiao, why is she here! Couldn't ... Zi Mu conditioned his storage bag tightly, and glanced around. He was relieved until he didn't see the person whose body was exuding cold. Fortunately, Mrs. Tai didn't come.

The covert coughed, and then commanded a disciple next to him: "Go to Qifeng to inform the real person of Ziyuan, and Yuan Xiu to come to the main hall." Take a look at Du Yuanchen, and then hesitate to look at Zhu Yao: "You ... follow me to the hall."

After speaking, holding the child in her arms, Yu Jian went to the main peak. As a witness, Zhu Yao had to follow Du Yuanchen and the child called Xiaoyi to reach the main peak together through the teleportation matrix.

Until you arrived at the entrance of the main hall, Zhu Yao remembered to loosen his hand covering the eyes of the younger Wang. Rarely this time, the younger Wang did not lose his temper, maybe he was scared by the scene just now, his eyes lost the glorious light in the courtyard. , Little hands do not consciously grasp her corner of clothing.

Zhu Yao looked a little soft-hearted, and the scene was even startled by her adult, let alone a child, and touched his little head: "Don't be afraid, there is a sister!"

Wang Xuzhi froze, looked up at her, and nodded for a while, then shook his head again.

Zhu Yao sighed, took his hand and went into the hall.

In addition to Zi Mu, there are two people in the hall. One is a little older and has a strong spirit. It should be Zi Fengfeng's master Ziyuan, and there is another person standing behind him, presumably. Just now Zhao Xiaoxiu's father, Zhao Yuanxiu, got it. The fat man is gone, it is estimated that already was sent down for physical care.

Du Yuanchen already, who was one step earlier than them, said what happened just now. Xiao Yi did not know what spell was cast, and was bound by a circle of glowing ropes.

Zi Mu's face was a little dignified, her brows frowned, and she seemed to be thinking about how to deal with it.

"Thinking of the meaning of the same door, Xiaojun is so fierce and must be severely punished." Zhao Yuanxiu on the one side couldn't bear already, his eyes stared at the kid **** on the ground, "Please Master Uncle Justice for my child. "

Zi Mu raised his hand to signal him not to worry, looking forward to the wounded Xiaoyi a few steps forward, "You said, why do you want this heavy hand?"

Xiao Yi's stubborn face and brace of injuries, just replied word by word: "He, live, deserve!"

Yuan Xiu rushed out of anger at the time: "To this day, you don't think about repentance. You see what the door rule is."

Xiao Yi snorted coldly and retorted, "When will your son care about passing the door rules, oppressing the same door, and bullying others? I stabbed him to act for heaven, and I only regretted it lightly. "

"You!" Yuan Xiu was so angry that he was about to start. But was stopped by his master, Ziyuan.

Zi Yuan just glanced at the child on the ground coldly and turned to Zi Mu and said: "Brother, the fact already is clear at present, the door has a door rule, and I hope Brother can handle it publicly."

"Master Ziyuan thinks how to deal with this matter." Zi Mu asked.

Zi Yuan touched his white beard in his eyes. It seemed casual, but his words were cold. "According to the door regulations, cultivation is abolished, spiritual roots are eliminated, and the door is expelled."

Yu Luo, even the crowd present at the place was a stun, and the eyes on the ground were a little desperate, a pair of small hands clenched tightly into the palms, exuding some blood. But he still gritted his teeth silently.

Zi Mu's brow frowned even deeper. It is good to abolish cultivation. However, once the spiritual roots are removed, they will never be able to cultivate immortals. This disciple named Xiaoyi is a good seed. It's a pity to ruin it so much, but the face of his master must not be given. There was a moment of distress. He glanced around and looked at the person holding his little disciple at the door, and his eyes flashed. He gave a courteous gesture to the door, and said respectfully, "I don't know what my master uncle thinks about this."

Ah? What the hell?

Zhu Yao felt like he was hit by a ball.