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A burly man with no legs and a tattered cloak was walking in a wobbly manner as if he was drunk. It was as if his second mother had opened the door for his son.

This burly man did not seem to be simple. He pushed aside the crowd and pushed those who were in his way to the side, forcefully pushing them to the side of Chang Lou.

"Kid, what are you doing?"

The tone of her voice was incredibly firm, as if she were interrogating a prisoner. It caused Chang Lou Cheng to discuss in his mind, "Do you think you're an emperor? Why have I seen so many of them? Er … it looks just like you!"

People had no choice but to lower their heads under the eaves. Naturally, Chang Lou couldn't say such words. He shamelessly lowered his head towards the situation.

"Da … Da … Da … Everyone, I … am …"

An adult of the house talked for a long time before he fully described how he acted as someone who had never come into contact with a big shot before.

Sure enough, upon seeing his subordinate's constipated speed of speech, this somewhat small fellow grabbed a handful of the fully bearded man with his hand and pushed him to the side.

"Move aside!"

Before the boss could finish his sentence, the door in front of him, which had been stabbed countless times, finally fell to the ground, revealing the scene inside!

"Who's inside? What are you trying to do? You still want to harm laozi! "No, this is Sister Ling's room. Where did you get that beast, and how dare you talk to her? I wonder if Sister Ling likes me?"

There was a small room behind the door, and the man and woman were feeling uneasy.

"Tch!" Who would fall for you? You're as stupid as a donkey! Didn't you see that little red strip in the corner of the room? A man should know whether it was a woman's clothing or just a piece of meat! Even if you are careless and have poor eyesight, you should still be able to see the blush on this woman's face that has yet to completely fade! There was also the smell of something burning in the air. What could this be? I bet this woman is wearing only a single coat right now. Pfft! I even saw that bulging thing! Sigh! "Forget it, I think it's better if I get a better look at it. You guys chat first. It has nothing to do with me anyway!

The relatively inexperienced Chang Lou found so much iron evidence in this messy room at first glance, but it seemed like there was a hole in the head of this lousy cape. He was so anxious that he was about to die, but luckily, there was still a pretty girl who could comfort him. Of course it's just his eyes, don't think too much! Science needs to be realistic, as there are so many people watching.)

"What?" What did you say? Your sister Ling? Who did you say? "

The fellow who had stabbed at the door twice with a long blade trembled as he looked at the tattered cloak. He roughly estimated that this fellow with the worn-out cloak was tall and sturdy. It was impossible to tell how strong his cultivation was. He couldn't be easily made an enemy out of it!

"I am the Sect Leader of the Fourth Gate of the Heavenly Eagle Sect - Guest Cloak! Are you that blind guy again? "

As he spoke, the tattered cloak raised his head, and the cloak behind him moved even more without any wind. It was extremely awe-inspiring, especially since the person in front of him was quite small. He had a sense of authority looking down on him.

"Haha …" The sect leader's name didn't scare this person. He stood on his tiptoes, raised his small head, proudly wrapped his arm around the waist of the "Sister Ling", who was a head taller than him, and placed his pig hand on the smooth face of the little sister Ling, who had just retreated.

"He's just a lousy Clan Master, haha!" I am an envoy of the Heavenly Eagle -- White Zhang tall! I'll let you off after you come over here and lick your shoes a few times. Otherwise … otherwise, this old man will let you leave here while kneeling! "

This Bai Zhang was extremely proud of himself. He was so proud of his lousy cape and his arrogant appearance made people want to vomit.

"Humph!" To dare to insult our Sect Leader, you are simply courting death. It is because you are a gangster bug that we, the Heavenly Eagle Sect, have always been hiding in the desert to enjoy ourselves! Eagles yearn for the sky, we want the sky, we want the whole continent to tremble under our feathers! "The Heavenly Eagle Sect is about to rise …"

The entrance of the house, which could no longer tolerate any longer, suddenly pointed at the shameless short wintermelon, pushing him to the lowest point of morality.

"You … where did this boy come from? You are simply courting death!" You dare to frame me! Men, drag this fellow down into the Eagle Prison! I will make him die a horrible death! Slowly dying in pain and regret, making him regret going against me! "

The short wintermelon was so angry that even his black face turned white. His distorted appearance made it seem as if he was about to tear it apart.

None of the bystanders from the Heavenly Eagle Sect dared to take action against Chang Lou, which made her very puzzled.

It was completely different from the script he had written! Wasn't the correct method for him to insult this fellow, who had quite a high status, and be thrown into the prison, then find Xu Shaofeng, and then find an opportunity to escape? He was prepared to shout out a few words when he was caught, but no one acted. It was so embarrassing that Mom was about to be embarrassed.

"Hey!" Originally, you did not stutter when you came! Like I said, how could one of my men be so talkative? Even if he wasn't, he still had to be nimble! "Let's hear a few more words …"

This fellow with the broken cloak was very eccentric. His focus was completely different from others. Everyone was going to rebel against this short wintermelon's tyrannical authority. He was still hesitating over the small matter of Chang Lou suddenly not stuttering.

Chang Lou didn't know what to say, and could only say awkwardly, "No one can insult the Sect Leader! I vow to defend the dignity of the fourth clan and to protect the sect master's feelings to the death! "

Chang Lou was disgusted by him for shouting such slogans. Fortunately, his words were coherent and there was no major problem. At least, there was something called 'worship' faintly appearing in the eyes of those small fries.

"Bro, you're wrong!" The worn-out cloak came over and patted Chang Lou's shoulder. Looking at him, there was not a hint of fanaticism in his eyes. He said something profound that caused people to be confused.

Chang Lou was also at a loss and could not help but be stunned. He thought to himself, "If this guy wants to do that, he can't possibly want to do the same as in the legend, turning around and cutting off my head in exchange for wealth and prosperity, right?"

"You know your wrongs? But it's already too late, you and I will go to the dungeon together! "

Bai Zhang, who had been ignored for a long time, pinched his sister Ling's tall mountain with a smirk on his face. With a special tone, he proclaimed the death penalty for the two of them.

Ignoring the frantic yells of Bai Zhang Gao, the worn-out cloak uttered a single sentence and directly formed the original shape of the building.