1917: C1917 The Entire Street Was Filled with Calligraphy Stamps

C1917 The Entire Street Was Filled with Calligraphy Stamps

The streets are full of Swastika people.

They came mysteriously and left quietly.

Like a god, they disappeared without a trace.

He vanished along with the thick evil Spiritual Energy aura.

Loong Fei was a little puzzled. He looked at his Hand of Devil. "I found out that he has become Holy Son just like that?"

The reason why he could sense the different evil Spiritual Energies aura on the woman's body was because the energy within the Hand of Devil was surging. The Aura would do the same when it sensed the evil energy.

However, it was just that...

However, Loong Fei didn't think that the woman would treat him as Holy Son.

"It would be great if I really am Holy Son."

"No!"

"I must become Holy Son. Great Master Tian Shi is still waiting for me to save him." Loong Fei's eyes became firm, "I don't know how Master Tianshi is doing."

Falling from the sky, was he dead or alive?

Loong Fei was very worried.

Not long after, Bi Ke woke up. He looked at Loong Fei and said, "Chef, what happened?"

Loong Fei recovered his expression and shook his head. He said, "Nothing."

"You must be careful in tomorrow's Martial Cultivation test." Loong Fei reminded.

Bi Ke smiled and said, "Don't worry. I have never been afraid of anyone in the Martial Cultivation assessment. I will never lose."

He thought to himself, My goal is to become Wufu's man."

Early in the morning.

Wuxiang suddenly arrived at the monastery. Without saying anything, he let the three of them out.

Outside the monastery's main door.

"Bastard, I have already lost all my face for you."

"Slap!"

Before Loong Fei could react, the vine in one of the old men's hands fiercely slapped down onto the young master's chest, causing his clothes to split open and his flesh to be lacerated.

That kind of feeling, even if one were to look at it, would still feel a burning pain.

Young Master Kuo lowered his head, not daring to speak.

The old man's eyes were filled with anger, saying: "Just like that cheap mother of yours, useless thing!"

A hint of anger flashed through Young Master Kuo's eyes.

The old man's eyes turned ferocious as he lashed out with a few more whips, completely ignoring the life and death of the rich young master, "If I had known earlier, I would definitely not have let you come to this world."

Loong Fei could not bear listening to him. He took a step forward and said faintly, "Why didn't your father shoot you on the wall back then?"

The old man stared at Loong Fei coldly. Without saying anything, he whipped Xiang Longfei and shouted angrily, "Who are you? Are you qualified to talk to me?"

Without waiting for the whip to fall, Bi Ke's body moved slightly.

Young Master Kuo's body also moved.

They could not help but automatically protect Loong Fei.

However, Loong Fei was one step ahead of them. He grabbed the whip and fiercely whipped it. The whip swayed in the air and was about to whip back.

However.

Loong Fei looked at the young master and finally held back.

"You dare to snatch my whip?"

"You dog! I think you are tired of living."

"Men, arrest them again for me." The old man's eyes were filled with anger.

Loong Fei's brows turned cold. The Aura with killing intent burst out from his body. He said in a deep voice, "Whoever the fuck moves, I will take their lives!"

He would not care so much.

He was already very unhappy.

If he made Loong Fei unhappy again, he would kill him!

The few people behind the old man didn't dare to move.

Bi Ke shouted coldly, "We are people who have awakened the Swastika. If you dare to attack us, it will be a great disrespect to Holy Son. You are just an Elder from the Buddhist Temple. Who do you think you are?"

"You dare to hit the future Wufu? Do you believe that I can make thousands of believers rip your head off with just a shout?" Bi Ke said fiercely.

The old man's eyes shook, "Swastika? Humph, humph, do you think I will believe you? Who would believe you? How can a lowly person like him be worthy of being Wufu?"

" Go and take a look on the street now. Who doesn't have the word 'Sanskrit' on their back? "

How could a lowly person become a noble Wufu?

Absolutely impossible!

He knew very well that Young Master Kuo would not become Wufu.

It was impossible for him to become Wufu.

Bi Ke was slightly stunned. "What do you mean?"

The old man said with a sneer, "What I mean is, your so-called Swastika is just a tattoo. It's just that a little bit of the Buddha's power had ignited the golden light, creating the illusion of the Swastika awakening. Do you think everyone will believe you? Hahaha, this move of yours was ruined by someone else."

"You should go to the street now and see who has the Swastika on their back."

"Hmph!"

"The Swastika was the seal of the Buddha Lord. You are the only one who wants to become Wufu. Dream on." The old man stared coldly at the young master and said, "Don't embarrass me anymore. Otherwise, I will make you disappear just like your mother did."

Vicious and vicious.

The young master clenched his fists tightly, and his joints cracked.

If this was according to Loong Fei's personality, the old man's head would have already fallen to the ground.

But...

This was after all a young master's family matter, and it wouldn't be good for others to interfere.

The old man swaggered off.

Bi Ke looked at the young master and was a little puzzled. He asked, "Is he really your father? Why do you have such a father? Aren't you a hedonistic young master? Why?"

He couldn't understand.

Yesterday, he was still a hedonistic son who had brought his slaves with him.

Today, he had become like this.

The rich young master loosened his fist slightly and said with a bitter smile: "In his eyes, I have always been a lowly b * stard of a lowly life. If it wasn't for that little bit of blood relation, I would have died long ago"

Loong Fei said slightly, "There is no noble or lowly person. The so-called noble and lowly people are only forced by the people of the world. Since he put you in front of a lowly person, then give him a fierce slap with your noble body."

The young master looked at Loong Fei and said, "Noble body?"

Loong Fei said, "Become Wufu!"

Young Master Ke said, "But us, me, am I really the one chosen by the Lord Buddha?"

He didn't even believe himself.

Although he knew that he had awakened the Swastika, could he become Wufu?

Bi Ke said, "The Swastika of others is patterned, but what we have is real. Just based on this, we have to prove it to others."

Loong Fei said faintly, "Let's go. The Martial Cultivation test is about to begin."

The three of them walked out of the monastery and onto the street.

They discovered that...

Just as the young master's father had said, the street was filled with naked upper body people, and there was a huge word on their backs.

Some people were tattooed on it.

Some people were even more straightforward, directly using a brush to draw on it. They sweated a little and directly carried the ink on their backs.

That scene.

Loong Fei was so shocked that he could not say anything. "What the heck, a bunch of retards?"

Everyone dreamed of becoming Holy Son.

Even if they couldn't become Holy Son, becoming Wufu was still a supreme honor.

The monk was also going crazy.

All of a sudden.

Bi Ke pointed into the distance and said, "Look."

"White-Robed Holy Maiden."2

Loong Fei and the young master looked over at the same time. At the same time, Loong Fei's Hand of Devil started to move again. Loong Fei frowned and said," Is she the evil spirit that appeared last night? "

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