Chapter 260     Stop looking, you are talking about

The sword cultivators of the Supreme Sword Sect have always been open and upright.

Prove yourself by being upright and sitting upright.

Now that I heard that there were guys among them who had their heads and tails exposed, my subconscious reaction was to look around.

After seeing this, I realized that there was indeed a guy who had a head and tail hidden among them.

Wrap yourself up like a rice dumpling and don’t even dare to show your face. What does this mean?

Zhao Zhijing soon felt the strange gaze around him. He was about to explain, but a cold shout rang out.

"Stop looking at that corpse-wound, you are talking about you."

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Zhao Zhijing was stunned for a moment, is there any problem with me like this?

"Junior brother, I'm not hiding my head and tail, I'm just disfigured. If I show my face, I'm afraid that it will affect everyone's mood."

“Bold!”

Among the monks around, someone immediately shouted angrily.

"A rat with a hidden head and tail dares to call her senior brother Gan. Where do you put me?"

This immediately received a response from everyone.

"That's right, don't pee and look at yourself, and you're a person?"

"Hmph! I, Mr. Wang, have broken roots, and I am not afraid of being embarrassed. You guys are clearly insincere!"

A young man with a white complexion and a weak step said.

When the other monks saw him, a few words suddenly appeared in his mind - the head of the four-person group of the wounded group.

They looked at the fellow disciple with awe and gave him a thumbs up.

That look seemed to say again, this senior brother, you are the real fierce man.

Everyone in Yuzhuyuan did not expect that these inner disciples would share the same hatred with them.

Gan Zhenduo looked at Zhao Zhijing with a joke on his face. This was the first time he felt that he was being mocked by everyone.

The little boy named Zhao has some time, so let’s play slowly.

If I don’t vent my voice for my Daxun today, I won’t be the last name.

Zhao Zhijing was stunned. He never expected that things would develop to this extent.

Looking at the bad eyes of the inner sects around him, he had the urge to be angry.

But when he grinned, the severe pain came from his face, but he gave up this plan.

"Junior brother, no, senior brother, we are all disciples from the Shushan lineage, so you can give your junior brother a face."

"hehe."

Gan Zhenduo smiled and said, "You said you are a disciple of Shushan, you are from Shushan lineage, and I still said I am your father?"

"Are you willing to call me dad?"

"Besides, who can prove that you are a disciple of Shushan? Don't bring the outer disciples to make up the numbers."

The other fellow disciples also nodded, and they were also disdainful of this guy who was like zongzi.

Even the four-person group of wounded roots can be open and upright, what are you?

Besides, we are not only taking out the demonic energy, but also want to see who is more unlucky.

If you do this, everyone will feel unbalanced.

Making things difficult!

This guy is deliberately making things difficult for me.

Zhao Zhijing subconsciously clenched his fists. He grew up so old that he would suffer some losses occasionally when he met Zhao Zhixun.

He has always been showing off his face to others, but today he has been made difficult in front of so many people.

He felt like he was about to be unable to bear it.

"Senior brother, I'm going to be honest. I'm the junior of the Seventh Elder - Zhao Zhijing."

"oh."

Gan Zhenduo replied calmly, as if he understood, but he seemed not to understand.

This made Zhao Zhijing a little crazy. What is this guy doing?

Suddenly, a monk in the crowd spoke:

"I remembered that Zhao Zhijing was the guy who scrambled the materials and fried the stove with Uncle Qin.

You stole Uncle Qin’s things, but Uncle Qin didn’t even bother with you. Why are you embarrassed to ask Uncle Qin now?”

After hearing these words, Zhao Zhijing was stunned. Why do anyone still remember this?

Besides, I don’t know that Qin Zhenchuan was sitting in the box.

Others also began to sarcastically say: "It turns out it's this guy, no wonder he wants to hide his head and tail."

"Isn't he trying to cover up this?

"That's right, there's no man at all."

Gan Zhenduo did not expect that before he could exert his strength, the group of inner brothers made Zhao Zhijing so hard that he could not even speak.

Looking at the anger flashing in the other person's eyes, he almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

"snort!"

Zhao Zhijing shouted coldly, swayed his sleeves angrily, and turned around and left.

Staying here for a moment is a torment for him.

Before he could walk a few steps, a sarcasm came from the crowd: "It's just gone in shame, it's boring."

As soon as these words were said, they immediately caused a burst of laughter.

Hahaha……

Everyone's laughter was very magical, and even Gan Zhenduo and others were infected, and they couldn't help laughing happily.

Especially when they saw Zhao Zhijing being embarrassed in front of so many people, they felt so happy.

Zhao Zhijing subconsciously accelerated his pace as he listened to the harsh laughter.

People here, please wait for me. One day, I will... I will come back!

When Gan Zhenduo saw Zhao Zhijing's back completely disappear, he returned to his usual appearance.

"My brothers, the annoying person has left, we are still the same rules."

"It's easy to say."

Everyone did not take what happened just now, just regarded it as fun after dinner.

Gan Zhenduo bowed to Bodhi and said, "Master, I'm in trouble."

"Um."

Bodhi responded and then spoke the exorcist scripture.

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Zhao Zhijing's villa was in a mess. As soon as he came back, he smashed everything in the yard to pieces.

Use this to vent your inner dissatisfaction.

"Damn it!"

"Damn Gan Zhenduo, I have recorded this account!"

No one of the outer disciples on the side dared to speak.

They knew this person's temper well. At this time, thousands of people would persuade him, and the consequences might be that he would be beaten up.

There was only one inner disciple who whispered: "Senior Brother Jing, why don't we go and find Elder Seven."

"snort!"

Zhao Zhijing snorted coldly: "Do you want the family to label me a useless label?"

The inner disciple didn't dare to speak anymore, although he entered the inner disciple.

But his identity is far inferior to Zhao Zhijing.

The other party is the direct descendant of the Zhao family, and the Zhao family is just an inner disciple who is not favored by others.
To be continued...