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Chapter two thousand six hundred and sixty-three

Because Wu You had already returned home, Jimo Li was the only one left in the yard. Although he was very happy that no one was competing with him for Xiao Sishun now, the feeling of waiting for someone alone was really painful!

Jimoli looked at the sky and muttered in a low voice: "Xiao Sishun shouldn't be lost, why haven't he come back yet?"

Just as he was about to see through Qiushui, a rapid knock came from the door, one after another, even more soul-torn.

Jimoli became even more annoyed when he heard the knock on the door, and then shouted at the door: "What are you doing? Are you urging your soul?"

The person outside the door did not answer. After confirming that someone was inside, the knocking sound disappeared, and instead the sound was hitting the door. The sound was louder and louder, and the entire door frame was clanging.

Xiao Shun in the room heard the movement and stood in the yard. He glanced at Jimoli lightly, then his face darkened, and he looked straight at the direction of the door.

The moment Jimo Li touched Xiao Shun's eyes, his hands swung quickly, "Uncle, I've been so calm lately, this matter should have nothing to do with me!"

Xiao Shun ignored him and his eyes were still staring at the direction of the door. It was not good for these people to just take pictures!

Originally, Wuque wanted to come out with Xiao Shun, but was stopped by Xiao Shun because he was worried that Yao Ling'er would be stimulated again, so Wuque stayed in the room to observe Yao Ling'er's movements.

"Bang!"

The wooden door could no longer bear the impact force and collapsed with a dull sound, which instantly attracted Xiao Shun and Jimo Li's gaze.

Looking at the group of people standing at the door, each of them had murderous aura on their faces. They stepped through the door and walked into the yard. After a while, the yard was filled.

The monk in the lead was wearing blue-blue clothes, his eyes first turned around Xiao Shun and Jimo Li, then looked around and put the big knife in his hand on his shoulder, "Are you two deaf? You can't hear grandpa calling, right?"

When the blue-blue monk looked at Xiao Shun and the others, the others were also looking at them, but more were looking at Jimoli. After all, his face was still very ornamental.

So when someone heard the blue monk saying that Xiao Shun and the other two didn't open the door, someone had an inappropriate smile on his face, "Haha! Maybe they were flirting with each other, so how could they have time to pay attention to us, those of us who are insane!"

When the rest of the people heard someone say this, they burst into laughter, "Haha! That's it! It's quite wild!"

With the end of his voice, Jimoli felt that the eyes that fell on him were more discriminatory, contempt and ulterior motives!

So Jimoli's face was also ugly, his eyes were flashing with dangerous light, and his tone was particularly cold, "I'm really spraying feces on my mouth!"

Hearing Jimo leave, the smile on the face of the monk who spoke even brighter, "I didn't expect it to be just a little pepper, it's interesting!"

When his companions heard him say this, they also showed a banter on their faces, "You don't even look at your own bears, and you really hope that this little beauty will fall in love with you!"

"Tsk, no matter how bad I am, I will look better than you!"

The monk was not happy to hear his companion belittle him like this in front of the beauty. Although his appearance is not as good as Jimoli, he is considered to be of medium height. How could it be unpleasant?

Although the monk's appearance was pretty good, he looked too depressed and could not get into Jimoli's eyes.

So, when he heard his narcissistic words, Jimoli looked at him proudly, "Ha! Just like you now have an ugly look that you are not human or ghost, you have the face to say that you are not good-looking. This is simply an insult to the word "doubt-read."

As he said this, he was not satisfied and smashed his mouth a few times: "Tsk tsk! If I had such a face, I would be so ashamed that I wouldn't even dare to leave the door because I was afraid of being beaten to death by someone as a mouse!"

The man blushed when he heard Jimoli's confrontation with him like this, and he pointed at Jimoli angrily, "You, you, you are arrogant!"

Jimoli saw his face that was as angry as a monkey's butt, and the corners of his mouth curled up evilly, "I am arrogant because I have the capital to be arrogant. Unlike you, no one hurts me when I was born and no one teaches me when I grew up, so I developed such a disgusting personality than a fly!"

Hearing Jimoli's words becoming more and more vicious as he spoke, the monk's eyes turned black and he almost fainted.

Seeing this, the blue-green monk shouted sternly and said, "I brought you here to do serious business, not here to sharpen your mouth!"

Hearing the Qinglan monk say this, the man glared at Jimoli fiercely, then turned around and tried to calm down his emotions.

Seeing that his people had calmed down, he glanced at Jimoli indifferently and comforted him: "So what if he is slipping now? Then we will let us deal with it!"

After saying that, he turned his eyes to the monk who was so angry that he was so angry with Jimo. "At that time, you will pull out his tongue first and knock down his teeth one by one, and step on his pride on your body. You can play like this!"

Speaking of this, he glanced at the monks he brought with him and found that most of them were interested, and even began to rub their fists and palms, with a look of eagerness to try.

Jimo Li heard him say this, and the murderous aura in his eyes was undoubtedly revealed, and his tone was also full of murderous aura, "Ha! It sounds nice to say, but it is not certain whether you can get out of here alive!"

When the blue monk heard Jimoli say this, his expression froze on his face, and his eyes looking at Jimoli became deeper and deeper, "Boy, you are indeed brave enough! But two fists cannot beat four hands. You may be very strong alone, but unfortunately, you met us!"

As he said this, the expression on his face began to become disdainful, "Your arrogance will only become your death talisman!"

Then he stopped looking at Jimoli, but instead turned his eyes to Xiao Shun, "It turns out that he is a guy who is a deer-headed rat. He hides his true face at the conference and dares not show his true face. Now he is even more a turtle with a crunch, even his own mistress!"

As he said this, he also said that his eyes were shifting to Xiao Shun's waist and abdomen, and the expression on his face was even more fascinating. Then he shook his head slowly, "Tsk tsk, it's really a golden jade that is so bad that it's just a sign of it!"

When his people heard this, they immediately burst into laughter, "Haha, haha! No wonder the people who bullied him like this just now could not help but speak. It turns out that they are the one below!"

"It's really a loss for a man to live to his own share!"

"That's right, if I become his cowardly, I might as well just find a class to hang it with a crooked neck tree, so as not to embarrass myself in this world!"

"Hey, brother, everyone has their own ambitions. What if they like to live like this depressed life!"

"That's right! They might still enjoy it!"

Then another burst of crazy laughter came out!

Although Xiao Shun didn't say anything, his hand beside him had already clenched into a fist. This man deserves to be damned. He seems to be extinguishing a fire, but he is actually adding fuel to the fire. He should not be a good character!

The blue monk kept paying attention to Xiao Shun's side. Seeing that his hand had been clenched into a fist, he sneered again: "Oh, I didn't expect you to be a bit masculine and you still know how to resist!"

Hearing him say this, Xiao Shun immediately realized that this man did it on purpose. He wanted to anger himself, and even wanted him to take the initiative!

Because the purpose of the Blue Cultivator was not clear, Xiao Shun closed his eyes tightly after taking a look at him, and it took a while before he opened it again.

When Xiao Shun opened his eyes again, the anger in his eyes had disappeared, and he turned into the calm and clear appearance they saw when they first entered the door.

Seeing this, the blue monk's eyes changed. He had already achieved this. Why isn't this person still angry? Is it really a ninja turtle?
Chapter completed!
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