2172 Provoking the Seven Devils

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Because this seven-on-a-dozen battle only lasted for a quarter of an hour.

Before Meng Baichuan had finished tasting a cup of tea, Li Wenyuan had already been beaten into the mud pit by Mu Yan.

When he grabbed the hair and pulled it up, his face was covered in blood, several teeth were lost, and his hair was bald.

Seeing that Dean Lingwu, who has always been majestic and powerful, turned into this look even more miserable than a mangy dog.

Rao was the Xingchen student who was still applauding just now, and he couldn't help shivering.

Cruel, so brutal!

All the other homeowners were not much better.

Being hanged and beaten one by one does not count, and the majestic face of being tortured is completely lost.

The screams like killing pigs made the people of Xingchen Academy unbearable.

Damn, clearly a quarter of an hour ago, their stars were still weak and weak.

Now it looks like, why are their Xingchen students more like bullies who oppress the good?

They all have some sympathy for these deans and patriarchs who have always been aloof.

Who is it to offend? Don't provoke the Seven Devils!

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In the huge Taiyi Square, the seven members of the Xiaoyao team sat on the Taishi chair like a big boss.

Behind him stood a dense crowd of star students.

From time to time, someone would go up to squeeze their shoulders, beat their backs, and hand them melon and fruit refreshments.

During this period, the students behind them have to fight over whose turn it is to do these things.

Not far away, in the most central position of Taiyi Square, there are a dozen people hanging upside down.

They were the dean and elder of Lingwu Academy, the heads of several aristocratic families, and the heads of second-rate sects.

These people were stripped one by one, leaving only a pair of shy trousers.

The hair was also tickled in the east and the west, and the nose was bruised and swollen on the face. The miserable appearance made people unable to hold back tears of sympathy.

They had been exposed to the sun for two hours. At this time, because they were hanging upside down, sweat from their foreheads like small raindrops kept gathering and flowing onto the bluestone ground.

"Kill me!! Jun Muyan, Xiaoyao Seven Demons, Meng Baichuan!! Kill if you can...kill me!" Li Wenyuan's voice was hoarse, but he kept roaring.

Mu Yan put down the tea cup, shook her head and said, "President Li, you've been howling for two hours, and you're still not tired! Hehe, don't worry, our Xingchen Academy is the most friendly and hospitable, so why would you kill people casually? ?Am I right?"

"Yes-!!" Nearly 10,000 students responded with earth-shattering responses.

And the few people who were hanged upside down could not wait to faint directly.

GO... FUCK THE HOSPITALITY OF YOUR MOTHER! Wouldn't your conscience be hurt by saying such things? Will it not hurt? !

Muyan's smile became more and more lazy and charming: "So, not only will we not kill you, but in a while, my third senior brother, a well-known painter in the Canglan world, will use you as a reference to paint a few vivid and peerless masterpieces."

Hearing this, more than a dozen people who were hanged upside down froze.

Even the sweat that was flowing like a small stream seemed to be frozen in fear.

Even the most arrogant Li Wenyuan was so frightened at this moment that his face was pale.

Mu Yan continued: "Why do you all look unhappy? Oh, I see! You must be afraid that your body is not as graceful and charming as the people of the Tian family, and you are afraid that the spread is not as good as that of the Tian family? That's it, Dignified Dean Lingwu, if the sales of the portraits are not as good as that of the outdated Tian Family Patriarch, where will Dean Li's face go?"

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