Chapter 1032 Pretend to Be a Good Baby at Most!

The young disciple was dumbfounded by Li Qingfeng's scolding, and said with a frightened expression: "Li, senior brother Li, the Nine Dragon Saint Clan is the Lord's best friend, you must not offend him."

Li Qingfeng was taken aback, and said angrily: "Who said I'm going to offend Nine Dragons?"

Are you kidding me, he is the Holy Lord of Nine Dragons, a single sneeze can kill him, offending the Holy Lord of Nine Dragons?

People who have lived enough don't dare to offend the Nine Dragons!

The young disciple was even more confused, with a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face, and asked in surprise: "Then you are so angry..."

Li Qingfeng gritted his teeth and said, "I'm angry with the disciples that Nine Dragons Lord is bringing!"

"What?" The young disciple asked blankly, "What does it have to do with his old man's disciple?"

Li Qingfeng took a deep breath, and was about to fly into a rage. He snorted coldly, waved his hands, and said angrily, "Don't ask questions that shouldn't be asked!"

Feeling relieved, the young disciple hastily scrambled away.

Just after turning a corner, several disciples suddenly surrounded him, and one of the fatty asked curiously: "Quan Le, what did Senior Brother Li reprimand you for?"

A bewildered look flashed across Quan Le's face, he shook his head and said, "Senior Brother Li Qingfeng didn't make things difficult for me this time, it's just... a bit weird."

"Why is it so weird?" The curiosity on the faces of the little fat man and the others grew stronger, and they all looked at each other gloatingly.

Quan Le curled his lips and said, "Do you know about the return of Nine Dragons Saint?"

"Naturally, I know that the Holy Lord of Nine Dragons is discussing with our Holy Master about the sword spirit. The Holy Lord of Nine Dragons seems to be looking for a magical boy. It seems... he should be back soon, right?"

Quan Le had a weird look on his face, looked around, and found no sign of Li Qingfeng, then he breathed a sigh of relief and said in a low voice: "You don't know, the way Li Qingfeng gritted his teeth when he mentioned that magical boy, It's like... like..."

"It's like something, you should say it quickly!"

The fire of gossip was blazing, and the little fat man was almost on Quan Le's face.

Quan Le took two steps back, and said with a strange expression, "It's as if Senior Brother Li was ruined by that young man."

puff!

A group of people all laughed.

The little fat man laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up, and it took him a long while to help a disciple stand up straight, looked around furtively, and said, "It's no wonder that senior brother Li hates that kid who has never been masked, Do you know how the horrible cry came out last night?"

"How...how did you send it out?" Quan Le trembled all over.

Last night's heart-piercing screams made everyone sleepless. Although everyone knew it was Senior Brother Li Qingfeng's screams, they didn't dare to ask.

On weekdays, senior brother Li Qingfeng is aloof, and he has already broken through the cultivation base of the holy realm at a young age. The entire holy land of Tianshan can only be counted with one slap. Except for senior sister Fuyao of Leng Yuefeng, no one can compare with him in terms of talent. It's Li Qingfeng.

How could such qualifications not be valued in the Holy Land of Tianshan?

There was a look of fear on everyone's face, the little fat man lowered his voice, and whispered: "I'm afraid you haven't heard that the Fuyao World of Lengyue Peak has broken through the second heaven, let alone in the holy realm. I am afraid that even among the great sages, they also belong to people with extraordinary talents, now you know what happened to the cry last night, right?"

"Ouch!"

A horrified look appeared on Quan Le's face, and he muttered to himself, "Could it be that Master has attacked Senior Brother Li?"

"It's not just a strike, it's a deadly strike!" The little fat man is obviously a know-it-all, and he said with a smile: "Yesterday evening, the master ordered me to prepare to open the Heavenly Dao Altar. What floor do you think it is?"

"The... third floor?" Quan Le's face was completely bloodless. Hearing the name Tiandao Altar, none of the disciples in the entire Tianshan Holy Land could breathe smoothly.

The little fat man's face also turned pale. He stretched out four fingers and said, "Third floor? How can it be possible? With Senior Brother Li's strength, can the third floor be called that kind of pig-killer?"

"Four four four four...the fourth floor?"

Everyone exclaimed, and subconsciously covered their mouths, for fear of being watched by others.

"How could it be the fourth floor? That would kill someone." Quan Le said dumbfounded.

"That's why, it doesn't matter if the magical boy doesn't come, after he comes, he will definitely be regarded as a thorn in the side of Senior Brother Li, how will the fate be better?" The little fat man's eyes are shining, and he looks like he is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, mysterious Xi said: "And you don't know, Senior Sister Fu Yao is also waiting for that mysterious boy to come."

"What is Senior Sister Fuyao waiting for him to come?" Quan Le was even more confused.

"Don't be convinced, there are so many disciples of Tianzi Zhuojue in the Holy Land of Tianshan, and now he is going to subdue the sword spirit, why should a so-called magical boy come from thousands of miles away?" Senior Brother Kang, Senior Brother Ma Hui and Cao are also waiting for the mysterious boy to come, it is said that they are all in retreat, wanting to break through the second heaven of power!"

"Good guy!" Quan Le had a gloating look on his face, and muttered to himself, "This guy has already been targeted by everyone before he came to the Holy Land of Tianshan Mountain!"

"It's exciting to watch, and I also heard that not only these senior brothers and sisters in the holy realm, but also those half-step saints are also working hard, wanting to see how much the mysterious boy who is so respected by the Nine-Dragon Saint It's mysterious." The little fat man sneered.

Quan Le sighed, and said: "It's true, the Holy Master doesn't know what he is thinking, so he believed the words of the Nine-Dragon Sacred Venerable, that kid who has astronomical phenomena in the Nine Heavens, can he still go to heaven?"

"Who says no, let's go, let's go to practice quickly, when that kid comes, maybe we don't need a few senior brothers and sisters to take action, we can press him to the ground and rub him!" The little fat man said proudly: "For I deliberately tormented Master all night about this matter, only to beg for a chance to enter the Jiange, who wants to go with me?"

"Of course they all have to go!" Quan Le was overjoyed, and hurriedly urged the little fat man to go to the Jiange with the life talisman.

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On the edge of the boundless snow-capped mountains, Yang Zhen lay on the back of the dragon-like creature with a satisfied face, muttering to himself: "Cultivation is really good, you don't even have to be afraid of the cold."

Jiulong glanced at Yang Zhen in surprise, and said, "Are you afraid of the cold?"

"Afraid?" Yang Zhen curled his lips and said, "It's not that I'm afraid of the cold, it's just that I don't like the cold. In our village, you can't even imagine how comfortable it is in the cold winter. Of course, the north of the village is more comfortable, and the south of the village is more comfortable." It's going to be worse."

"Why?" Jiulong asked with a strange face: "How big is your village, and there is such a difference?"

Yang Zhen laughed loudly and said, "It's a long story...Aqiu, who is talking about this Sao Sheng again? What the hell, don't you know that sneezing in cold weather can cause you to catch a cold?"

Jiulong laughed, and said: "Boy, I told you that that person has a bad temper, you'd better put away your perverse personality, and don't just call yourself a sage in front of others."

"Ben... I'm the most low-key person, I can pretend to be a good baby at most, I won't embarrass you!" Yang Zhen gave Jiulong a reassuring expression.

"Aqiu!"

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