C317 Senior please leave me a pair of pants! (1/2)
It was already deep into the night, and the Holy City was still brightly lit, with the sound of people clamoring everywhere.
Thunder Sage and his scheme had failed, and did not gain the slightest bit of advantage. Instead, it made Gu Huang feel even more shameful towards them.
The two of them had never been good people.
If one plan failed, then another would occur.
Each plan was more vicious than the last.
If it's not for me, then it must be killed for me!
It had always been the motto of the Thunder Sage and his life. Who knew how many opponents it had cut off.
When the two of them walked to the entrance of the Celestial Fragrance House with full confidence, an extremely rich smell assaulted their senses. The two of them immediately covered their noses and mouths, and even gave each other an extremely disgusted look.
Just who was this person?
Pauper!
How could there be a beggar in Holy City!?
Mortal!
It didn't seem to be …
Right in front of them was a disheveled, disheveled, dirty-looking figure. His face was covered with grease, and there was a bunch of old buddhist beads around his neck. He had a bald whisk stuck into his broken belt, and he had a foot-long dogleg in his left hand.
Suddenly, the beggar-like figure in front of him raised his head. His eyes shone with a sinister light, and a fox-like smile hung on the corners of his mouth.
When the Sword Saint and the Thunder Sage saw their gazes and smile, they felt their bodies becoming stiff and their hearts becoming cold. Even their old and rotten bodies were trembling.
Not good, pills!
What kind of beggar was this? He was definitely a powerful expert! So many people came and went, but no one cared about it. Only the two of them saw it.
Rules, Power of Rules.
It's over, it's all over. This expert was targeting them.
It was because the other party's smile and gaze were too familiar. He was clearly an old cunning fox who had plotted everything he had.
The other side was in the same profession!
He was simply the same kind of old schemer.
”Ha!” What kind of eyes are you guys looking down on us beggars? ”
”Don't explain, and don't beep!”
”Because this old man is very unhappy. I'm going to beat you.”
The beggar-like figure looked at Sword Saint and Thunder Sage and spoke. With a wave of his big sleeve, the Wine Jar in his palm and his doggy legs had already disappeared.
”Hiss!” Sleeve Dimension … Previous... Misunderstanding... It's a misunderstanding! ”
”Senior, you are mistaken. How could we dare look down on you? Please be magnanimous!”
Old Beggar's technique caused both Sword Saint and Thunder Sage's legs to tremble violently, and cold sweat unconsciously flowed down their foreheads.
It was too scary, too scary!
Sleeve Dimension!
It was a world of its own.
What kind of an expert was this, and what kind of existence was this!
Stepping on a horse, such a supreme existence, who was comparable to a Saint King, had specially come to wait for them …
The purpose was to beat them up.
What grudge, what grudge!
”We don't know each other, there's no enmity between us in the past, we have no grievances in the past, a big boss like you isn't trying to act cool on the 36 continents, but is instead running to this remote place to deal with us two weak chickens.”
How shameless!
Do you even have any face!
”F * ck your grandmother, you still dare to quibble for me? You little brat with a broken arm, you're the one I'm talking about …”
”Damn it, I can't believe that I would be able to draw such a good spiritual herb. Needless to say, I'm definitely plundering the cream. Today, I'm going to remove all harm for the people.”
”And you, old boy, the clothes you're wearing are actually made from Sky Worm Silk. You're definitely squeezing the flesh and blood of your people again.”
”You two scoundrels have pus on your heads and sores on your feet, you're so bad to the bone.”