Chapter 129 (1/2)

everybody:???

You'll fool around. Why do you become like this yourself? You don't know?

Several titles Douluo in the Presbyterian hall are all showing a look of suffocation. They stare at Ye Zhiqiu with wide eyes. Our ears stand up for a long time. Will you tell us this?

If it wasn't for the Pope here, you would have to be killed.

Qian Daoliu's expression did not change. He was smiling faintly all the time, just like a kind and kind neighbor.

But ye Zhiqiu knows that this kind of person is the most insidious. He smiles on the surface, but in fact he doesn't hold back any good fart.

Bi bidong is very satisfied with Ye Zhiqiu's answer. If he really speaks out in front of so many people, Bi bidong estimates that he may have to worry about the future sale of Wu Hun Temple by Ye Zhiqiu. He is still counting money for others.

Bi bidong looked at the six elders of the martial spirit hall headed by Qian Daoliu and said lightly, ”it seems to be an accident. Maybe it's the special ability of Wu Hun. This is the east side hall. I'm afraid it's not suitable for you to stay here for a long time. Please go back. ”

There was a trace of irony in her eyes.

Qiandaoliu, such a human spirit, can't see the meaning expressed in bibidong's eyes.

He is not angry, but also a faint smile, ”disturb the Pope under the crown. By the way, I wonder if the son will be interested in joining the Presbyterian hall in the future

In the last sentence, Qian Daoliu said it when he looked at Ye Zhiqiu.

Ye Zhiqiu had a stiff smile on his face and said, ”OK, I'll go if you give me the position of the elder.”

Thousands of streams a Leng, Rao is with his calmness, but also face a draw.

After hearing Ye Zhiqiu's words, bibidong's smile was brilliant. She didn't expect that her little apprentice with facial paralysis sometimes had sharp words.

”Bold.”

”Presumptuous.”

Thousands of flow overcast face has not yet spoken, behind him a few elders is a face angry deep voice to drink.

”Dang ~” bibidon's papal staff shakes the ground. The original flat courtyard suddenly blows out of thin air, and the floor tiles crack.

”My apprentice, it's not your turn to teach.” Bibidon, with a cold face, was not afraid to yell at the vocal elders.

Ye Zhiqiu secretly aims at the next bibidong, secretly happy in his heart. I don't recognize this teacher in vain. I'm so arrogant.

Bibidon was angry, and several elders in the opposite side immediately counselled him.

They didn't dare to talk back to bibidon directly, and their faces were stiff and some of them couldn't make it.

At this time, Qian Daoliu waved back, indicating that other elders were quiet.

He had recovered to the old man's appearance. Looking at Ye Zhiqiu, he said with a smile: ”it's a good thing that the son has ambition. How can you beat the enthusiasm of the son?”

Qiandaoliu seems to have taught several elders the words, but they have found a good step for them.

”What the elder said is...” several elders of the martial spirit hall should immediately drink and step down the steps to keep their face.

Qian Daoliu looked at Ye Zhiqiu with a smile: ”I can promise the conditions of the son of God. As long as you complete a task and wait for you to achieve the title of Douluo at level 91, the position of the elder of the martial spirit hall is yours.”

With Qian Daoliu's words finished, several other elders suddenly showed dissatisfaction. However, they didn't say anything on this occasion because of Qian Daoliu's prestige. Naturally, this kind of thing has to be discussed.

Mission? Ye Zhiqiu thought in his heart, but on the surface, he was silent. He felt that the old man didn't hold back his fart. Maybe he was thinking about how to pit himself.