"You guessed right, you are so smart." Ye Xiong grinned and pointed at Zhuo Wushuang and said, "He is the eighth son of the Venerable, named Zhuo Wuhen. Oh, by the way, you seemed to scold him just now."

Du Biao staggered and almost stood firm.

Oh my God, he actually cursed the Venerable Jiandao just now. Isn’t this asking for death?

"Impossible, an eighth prince and a peak Jindan monk, actually joined the Tiandao Pavilion and became a master in the late stage of Jindan. Don't you feel embarrassed? Impossible, you must have lied to me." Du Biao said anxiously.

"Didn't you notice the eyes around you?" Youming interrupted.

Du Biao looked around and found that everyone was looking at him, partly like a fool, and partly with pitiful eyes.

From these gazes, he had already seen that Zhuo Wushuang's identity was real.

Du Biao's legs kept shaking and he was a little unsteady.

"Tell me honestly, who instructed you to make trouble?" Ye Xiong shouted.

At this moment, Du Biao had no way out when he was forced to this point. If he did not tell the person behind him now, he would not be able to withstand such great pressure. He could only tell the person behind him, so that his sin could be minimized.

"It was Luo Chongyang. Luo Chongyang asked me to come over and make trouble, saying that if I can do it, let me get started with the next Shentong Pavilion." Du Biao said anxiously.

As soon as these words were spoken, the audience was in an uproar!

No one expected that the person behind the commander was actually a genius disciple of Tongtian Pavilion.

"Du Biao, don't talk nonsense and insult my reputation." Luo Chongyang was watching all the time. At this time, he quickly stood up and shouted: "How could my great disciple of Tongtian Pavilion do such a thing? Besides, recruiting disciples requires selection. How can I have the ability to go through the back door?"

"You said that you would let the people who took action show mercy and let me last five minutes."

"Rareless, don't swear." Luo Chongyang was furious.

"Luo Chongyang, you turtle bastard, dare not be a turtle bastard."

Bang!

Luo Chongyang took out his long sword from his body, and was full of murderous aura: "If you dare to insult me ​​again, I will kill you."

Du Biao withdrew a few steps and shouted to Ye Xiong: "It's him. You have a debt to settle it with him. It has nothing to do with me. I'll leave first."

With a whoosh, he turned into a stream of light and was about to escape.

He was quicker, and a figure was faster. He blocked him almost instantly, slapped him out with a palm, and the violent energy forced him back.

Zhuo Wushuang stopped him and shouted coldly: "It's too easy to humiliate my father, it's too easy to leave if you think so simple!"

"Zhuo Wushuang, what do you want?" Du Biao was both shocked and angry.

"Two roads, the first road, slap yourself ten times in the face, apologize to my father, the second road, I will cut off your tongue." Zhuo Wushuang said.

Du Biao's face turned red. Seeing Zhuo Wushuang staring at him with bright eyes, he knew that if he didn't do it today, he would be unable to leave safely.

Compared to life, what is dignity? Who can make him not talkatively? He can offend the Venerable Jiandao and leave his life behind?

At that moment, he swung his hand and started work left and right, slapped his face hard.

Slap sex!

The loud slap was particularly loud around the silent slap.

"I'm a slut, sorry, I'm a slut, sorry, offend His Highness..."

After slapped ten slaps, Du Biao then looked at Zhuo Wushuang and looked at him dryly: "Your Highness the Eighth Prince, are you satisfied?"

"Get out!" Zhuo Wushuang roared.

Du Biao left in shame.

...

In the crowd, Wei Tianze smiled and said, "Honor, Your Highness the Eighth Prince, you really have a face for you!"

Zhuo Xuanyuan nodded and said, "If anyone does not offend me, I will not offend others, I am the unparalleled Zu Youming. He just slapped Du Biao in the face and did not kill him, which made me very satisfied. He saved my face and did not kill anyone. This is the spirit of sincerity that I worship. In this regard, Wu Tian is far inferior to him."

"Your Highness, Prince Wutian has his own personality and cannot be generalized." Wei Tianze replied.

"He is too slaughtering and does not know kindness. This is also what makes me dissatisfied with him." Zhuo Xuanyuan sighed.

"Your Highness, Prince Wutian is also decisive in killing the enemy. That is to avoid future troubles and always be very kind to ordinary people." Han Gonghan said.

"Nangong, you always say good things and don't like to make mistakes. I really don't know what to say to you." Zhuo Xuanyuan laughed.

Although the words are blame, they are clearly satisfied in the laughter.

Everyone around them looked at them strangely.

It was obvious that they were talking openly, but they couldn't hear a word, which showed that the three of them had very clever magical powers.

...

After returning to the court, after Du Biao left, Luo Chongyang was about to leave.

"Stop, do you want to leave like this?" Ye Xiong said coldly.

Luo Chongyang turned around and said, "Whoever is surnamed Ye, you won't believe that guy's words just by relying on his one-sided words? Let me tell you the truth. This guy used to snatch a young lady and was taught a lesson by me. He held a grudge against me, so he slandered me."

Du Biao is gone, and nothing he says is correct.

"Luo Chongyang, I didn't stop you. I just wanted to say something to you."

"If you have a fart, just let it go!" Luo Chongyang snorted coldly.

"What I want to say is: Who instructed Du Biao to come and make trouble? He gave birth to a daughter without a son without a son, he had sores in his body, pus flowed from the soles of his feet, and the whole family died. The man was ripped open, the woman was chewing a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times, and finally died alive,..."

quiet.

The silence around him was dead.

Everyone was shocked by Ye Xiong's bead-like curses.

This guy is so poisonous!

Where did he get so many swear words in his mouth? It's like saying crosstalk, without repetition or pause.

Netherworld is speechless.

Zhuo Wushuang was speechless, and suddenly felt that he should have left.

The people around were speechless. Is it appropriate to be a dignified pavilion master like a shrew scolding the street?

Zhuo Xuanyuan, Nangong Han, and Wei Tianze all opened their mouths wide and couldn't stop talking.

After five minutes of cursing, Ye Xiong stopped.

Luo Chongyang's face changed from red to green, from green to purple, and from purple to green.

Anger made his body tremble.

But he could not show it, because once it was shown, it proved that he instructed Du Biao to come and make trouble.

He must choke on this mute.

"It feels so comfortable to scold." Ye Xiong took a deep breath and then looked at Luo Chongyang: "Hey, why is your face so ugly?"

"Swear, it's not me anyway." Luo Chongyang left gritted his teeth.

The two of them had a grudge.

A storm finally ended.

Ye Xiong's eyes fell on the court, and then he said, "Those who want to participate, come with me to the selection site!"
Chapter completed!