Reverend Insanity: Section 119: This child is bad and needs to be polished

"Gu Yue Fang Yuan?" Everyone couldn't help but look at each other when they heard the name.

They know this person well, in fact, from the beginning, the name of Gu Yue Fang Yuan has been echoing in their ears from time to time.

Especially after the Enlightenment Ceremony, the practice of mentoring was started. This child is more and more able to toss, and there are always some things that will cause people's attention.

"Oh, I have an impression. Some time ago, it was this son who sold his parents' heritage and bought a hematite relic?" said an old man suddenly.

Gu Yue Chilian and Gu Yue Mochen listened to these words, and their faces were a little ugly.

If red iron relics are used by Chishan, or indifferent, it can help one of them to reach the peak of the second turn, and since then, they will fight against the ancient Yueqingshu Chamber.

This is reflected at the high level, no matter for Mo Mai or Chi Mai, it is a political victory. Unexpectedly, the result was ruined by this prodigal boy!

"But then again, this kid does have strength. At the time of the ring, two punches broke the defense of Jade Pi, and Fang Zhengzhen came down to win the current champion." A family member recalled.

The patriarch Gu Yuebo's turn was slightly embarrassed.

Gu Yuefang was specially cultivated by him. Founder's failure is, in a sense, the failure of his patriarch.

As long as you are in the system, anyone will be labeled as a faction. There are middle factions in politics, but there is no one without factions.

"But he really talks about strength. I'm afraid his strength is not as good as Chishan you?" Chi Lian asked in confusion.

Kanshan replied concisely: "Everyone in the family may not know. Fang Yuan not only bought the red iron relics. He also bought one. He has been buying wild pork and feeding it for months. Alas, to strengthen his own strength. Once I saw him moving big stones on the hillside to measure his strength. I do n’t know how strong his strength is. But as far as I can see. I know that his strength will never be Will lose to me. "

"That's the case. Fang Yuan, the child, has grown up to this point." Gu Yuebo nodded and said. "Then order Fang Yuan's group and try again."

Hearing here, the old house member's old face got up awkwardly from his seat. Stand up: "The patriarch Rong Hong, this Fang Yuan is lonely so far, has not joined the group."

"What does this mean?" Gu Yuebo frowned slightly.

"That's it. Since the first beast tide, his group has been almost completely annihilated, leaving him alone to survive." The House Secretary replied.

"Even so, why didn't you count him during the reorganization?" one asked curiously.

"Oh!" the Housekeeper sighed deeply, "I told him about it, but he didn't intend to join the group. To be honest, I don't like this guy very much. He is best at stealing I am afraid that because of inheriting that legacy, I will lose my will to fight. "

"Stealing and playing tricks? Isn't it possible? Then he doesn't have a group. How can he complete the tasks prescribed in the clan every month?" A family member doubted.

The old house member ’s face completely sank: "He takes mandatory tasks every month. But every time he fails. His resume is the worst I've ever seen, almost all of which are mission failure records. I used to specialize I talked to him a few times, but he still behaves and does not repent. But he has not violated the rules of the clan, so that I might as well punish him for such bad and tricky boys! "

The families always listen to each other, and they have never seen such a junior junior.

The more missions fail. It means that the future is smaller in the clan.

"This boy is confused ..."

"Hum, it's terrible!"

"He's on his way to self-destruction!"

"If I give birth to such a tired lazy junior, I will slap him to death!"

"Okay." Gu Yuebo raised his hand to stop the old whispers, no emotions on his face.

Gu Yuebo looked around for a while, and finally paused on the old man in the House of the House: "Compulsory order, Gu Yue Fang Yuan went to swallow Jiang Chan to let him do his best. This son is tough and unruly, and free I'm used to it and need to be polished. If you fail, you can also use it as a punishment. "

"Observe, Master Patriarch." The Housekeeper responded quickly.

...

There is a lot of talk in the restaurant.

"Did you know that, just now, the family sent the Chishan team to the foot of the mountain, and then returned with failure."

"The villagers at the foot of the mountain have blocked the gate of Zhaizi, and now they are on their knees."

"Huh, these pariahs have no knowledge at all. What is the swallowing Jiang Chan, which is a five-turn roundworm. I thought it would be safe to hide in the village?"

Although this is said, the atmosphere of panic has grown stronger. These puppet masters are complacent.

Fang Yuan listened for a while, but there was nothing new. Just about to get up and leave, just then, one person walked into the restaurant.

He is tall, bears his back, has an upper body, red skin and fluffy muscles.

It is the ancient moon Chishan.

The argument in the wine shop suddenly stopped, and countless eyes were fixed on Chishan's body.

No matter what these sights are, Chishan just glanced around and saw Fang Yuan.

"You were here." In front of the eyes, he walked in front of Fang Yuan. "Let ’s go, the family has issued a compulsory order. Let me go to the foot of the mountain with me for details." /

Fang Yuan's eyes flickered, and it was not easy for him to suspend such forced orders. Moreover, even if facing Jiang Yanchan, the danger is not great, so he nodded and promised.

Fang Yuan and Chishan did not make a noise again until they left the restaurant.

"The shopkeeper, God has eyes. You see, this earthly report came so fast! But the five-turned maggots, even the other magisters are helpless. He is so young and passed away Isn't it just for nothing! "

"It was originally thought that Fang Yuan will be different from other Masters of the Normal School, and can sympathize with the bitterness and pain of our subordinates. Hmm, it is also a way of thinking. It ’s a pity to die. "

"Treasurer. This injury isn't a bad one. You lost a life of Master Yan Shi and you definitely made it."

The owner of the shopkeeper has wrapped white bandages around his head. At this moment, he kept humming in his mouth and leaned weakly against the corner of the wall.

Several folks surround him, talking openly.

The old man's eyes flashed with resentment, listening to these words. I feel slightly better.

But after listening for a while, he whispered and pretended to whisper: "Shut up for me, is this what we can say? Are you afraid of being heard by other teachers?"

The guys all laughed: "The treasurer, you're too careful. Who is so noisy in the restaurant, who would hear us so low?"

As soon as the words came down, a puppeteer sitting in the nearest position interjected. "I heard it."

The treasurer, and several of his friends suddenly changed their looks, fearing that they could not add more.

"Master ..." The old shopkeeper, regardless of the drowsiness and dizziness on his head, hurried to the master's side for mercy.

The male headmaster raised his hand and stopped his words.

"You speak very well, I like to listen. Fang Yuan, a small animal, is not a pity! Let me talk about such a thing, good, I am greatly rewarded!" The male teacher took out a piece of stone and slammed . Photographed on the table.

If Fang Yuan is here, he can recognize this person. It was the healer who was the little beast tide at the time. Fang Yuan used the woman he admired as a shield and blocked him. He therefore hated Fang Yuan so much that he could not resolve it.

Some guys looked at each other. A daring one, looking at the Yuanshi on the table, his eyes were straight.

The three companions of the male prince all frowned, but it was not easy to persuade. I can only listen to a few guys scolding Fang Yuan for scolding.

Early autumn. A good landscape.

In the mountain forest, the leaves are thick and light, and the green leaves reflect the yellow leaves, and the yellow leaves are slightly lined with red leaves.

In the paddy fields, slices of yellow-orange-orange rice paddling with golden autumn in the autumn wind.

In some green vegetable fields, the fatty leaves are fresh and pleasant.

Fang Yuan galloped all the way from the mountainside. As the Chishan team came to the foot of the mountain, he saw the five-turned river toad.

It's huge, almost like a hill. Lie on his back in the river bed, blocking the channel directly. The river is accumulating upstream and is about to overflow the bank. But the downstream was almost cut off, and only a small stream moistened the riverbed.

Tun Jiangchan's belly is up, white and delicate, covering a layer of gloss. Its back is the color of the blue sky when the sky is clear. Also smooth, without warts on the back of the common toad.

It was lying down now, whimpering and falling asleep. But he did not snore, and slept quietly and gently.

Feeling its breath, the two wine bugs in Fang Yuan Kongqiao have shrunk together. Sweep the cheerful weather and fly low. Yuemang, who lives in the palm of his right hand, converges.

Only spring and autumn cicadas, still sleeping peacefully.

Fang Yuan will be a stunner, and he will be in the air. As long as he does not actively urge these maggots, he will not leak their breath. Put it in the air, very safe and secure.

"Fang Yuan, it's up to you," Chishan said on the side.

On the way, he explained most of the situation.

Fang Yuan also recognizes this method. Of course, the easiest way is to use spring and autumn cicadas. As soon as the breath of the six-round maggot leaks, this swallowed toad will surely escape.

Of course, this is also because Teng Jiangchan doesn't like fighting. If it was changed to a **** python like the blood river python, the breath of Chunqiu Cicada would make it fall into violent attack.

Fang Yuan stood on the bank of the river and tried to push. Swallowing Jiang Chan's skin is greasy and has a feeling that can't keep up.

In addition, it weighed heavily and did not move at all.

"Will you do it?" Aside, Chicheng was talking coldly.

Fang Yuan didn't bother him, but said to Chishan Road: "Although I have the strength to grow, I really want to talk about the strength of the force, I'm afraid it is only a little more than you. It is not hopeless, but your help is needed. "

"How to help?" Chishan immediately asked.

Fang Yuan came slowly, Chishan showed a hint of doubt: "In this way, wouldn't we be cooperating? Even if Teng Jiangchan wakes up, will he still recognize you and then willingly give up and stay away?"

Fang Yuan laughed and said, "You can rest assured. As long as you are far away, so that it can't be sensed, it will be fine. It is also a roundworm, after all, don't think how smart it is!"! ~!

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