C1711 (1/2)

”Purple shirt, why are you here?” Liao Xingchen asked in a trembling voice.

Just now, the purple shirt was still by his side, obedient to him.

Why now, all of a sudden?

Purple shirt put up a delicate face, sneered: ”Liao Xingchen, my name, is also you can call?”

This

Between the electric light and flint, Liao Xingchen's mind has already understood what happened.

”Well, you two dog men and women, behind my back, even collude with each other!” Liao Xingchen's eyes turned red and yelled.

Bang!

As soon as he had finished speaking, several disciples of the penalty hall next to him directly knocked Liao Xingchen to the ground.

Although Liao Xingchen was once a core disciple, he was able to have this noble status, mostly because of his status as an alchemist.

But even so, Liao Xingchen's Alchemy level is only a bottle less than half a bottle shaking.

Now, he is nothing without the care of master Xianhe elder.

Two disciples knocked him to the ground, but did not stop. They punched and kicked him in the face until both sides of Liao Xingchen's face had completely swollen into pig's head.

They grabbed Liao Xingchen by the collar and picked him up like a dead dog.

”Who and you are brothers, you do not take care of yourself, to see what kind of virtue you are?”

Jiang Sen laughed wildly and put his purple shirt in his arms.

”Ah, elder martial brother Jiang, you are good or bad.”

At present, the couple didn't pay any attention to Liao Xingchen.

Now Liao Xingchen is full of remorse.

He finally realized what Han Xiao felt at first.

”A loser, I'm in a good mood to save your life. You kneel down and give me three kowtows, and then you can roll. ” Jiang Sen said lightly.

Liao Xingchen shivered.

He has been intimidated by the previous group of disciples and scared to death.