4763: Fat on thin

Fat on thin

In Ling Chuxi's imagination, as long as she took out this token, Liang Zuwei and the others would immediately understand what was going on. Then, they would come to a sudden realization and even invite her into the origin God sect without her having to say anything.1

However, things were completely out of her expectations. Liang Zuwei and the others didn't even bat an eyelid when they saw her take out her token. What was even more infuriating was that Liang Zuwei had already sent a slap flying at her before she could finish her sentence.

"What's this? Just because you took out a worn-out furnace, you want to become friends with our origin God sect? dream on. You actually dared to come to origin God sect to find me. If I don't properly teach you a lesson today, I won't be able to dispel the hatred in my heart!" Liang Zuwei said with a look of disdain.

Ling Chuxi was completely unprepared for this. She was already injured and in a moment of carelessness, the cultivation vessel was swept away by Liang Zuwei and fell towards the cliff not far away. Speaking of which, this old man's cultivation wasn't weak to begin with. An early stage divine level expert was also considered an expert. It wasn't surprising that Ling Chuxi made a small mistake in this situation.

"This is going to be troublesome." Seeing the cultivation vessel falling towards the cliff, it was too late for Ling Chuxi to make a move.

"Liang Zuwei, you're f * cking looking to die!" At that moment, a round ball-like object ... No, it wasn't an object. It was a Daoist who rolled down the mountain road like a leather ball. He rolled straight down the cliff, grabbed the furnace, and with a strange twist of his body, he flipped up the mountain road and rolled towards Ling Chuxi and the others.

In the blink of an eye, Fang rubao's plump figure appeared in front of Ling Chuxi and the others.

Ling Chuxi finally understood. Not only did these people from origin God sect have extremely high cultivation levels, but their speed was also faster than the previous one. It was just that their speed was a little different from the others. Old Liang's two skinny legs were like wind and fire wheels, and he was already fast enough. Fatty Fang rolled around like a ball, and his speed was faster than old Liang 's.

"A token, it's indeed a token from master! "Master, your disciple was unfilial. In the end, you were still killed by that murderer. It's all your disciple's fault for not being able to help you. It's all my fault, my fault ..." Fang rubao clenched the furnace with one hand, beat his chest, and stomped his feet as he wailed.

"Martial uncle Fang ..." Zhuang Guiyuan and the others were confused. They wanted to comfort him, but they didn't know how to start.

"How dare you, Liang Zuwei! How dare you destroy my master's legacy! You deserve to die! You deserve to die!" It would have been fine if they hadn't opened their mouths, but the moment they did, Fang rubao sobered up a little from his extreme grief. He stared straight at Liang Zuwei, cursed, and pounced on him.

Liang Zuwei's hair stood on end from the way he was looking at him. He turned around and wanted to run, but how could his tiny legs outrun Fang rubao's big ball of fur with their firestorm wheels? he only managed to take two steps before Fang rubao kicked him to the ground. Fang rubao then sat on Liang Zuwei's body and punched him with his fists.

Bang Bang Bang Bang! Liang Zuwei's skin was torn open and he spat out blood. He clutched the ground with both hands and tried to get up and run, but Fang rubao's body was a few hundred pounds heavy, so he couldn't get up.

"Hear...Help ..." Liang Zuwei struggled to raise his head and shout for help, but before he could finish, Fang rubao punched him again and paralyzed him.

Looking at Liang Zuwei's face, which was covered in red and purple, Zhuang Guiyuan and the others felt their scalps tingle. They wanted to say something to stop him, but when they saw Fang rubao's furious expression, they wisely chose to keep their mouths shut.

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