The Inverted Dragon’s Scale
Chapter 159: I Hate Crashing Grass!
Chen Xingyu is usually someone else's grandfather, and never likes others to be his grandfather.
For the guys who are stronger than him, he is a direct 'father’.
It's impossible to let them be ‘dads’ and ‘dads’ at best.
You see, Chen Xingyu's bones are also very arrogant. He has his own bottom line.
“Grandpa Yan Xiangma.” The guy with the sugar cane grass in his mouth introduced himself.
This makes Chen Xingyu angry and happy, sir angry and then happy.
Angry, the bastard dared to say he was his own 'grandfather’.
We crossed the line!
Happily, he did not know who Yan Xiangma was. Never heard of this number.
Bullying!
That's not how it works in real life. If someone pisses you off, your first reaction is, can this guy be taken care of and never let himself kick on the iron plate? Chen Xingyu wouldn't do such a stupid thing.
Chen Xingyu opened his eyes in anger, his face was cold and arrogant, and he drank: “Who dares speak loudly? ”
Yan Xiangma walked over to Miss Li and looked at the girl's delicate cheeks and steadfast eyes. "Are you all right? ”
“I'm fine.” Li missed shaking his head. The corner of her mouth measured Yan Xianma with a smile. Although she was not familiar with this man, it was a happy thing after all when she was born. Tiandu, the city really made her feel too strange to feel a little safe.
“Just be okay.” Yan Xiangma opened his mouth and smiled, a familiar scoundrel smile. “From now on, your safety is in my hands. ”
“I don't want to."
“It was so decided.” Yan Xiangma interrupted Li's rebuttal, which was superior, he said.
He knew that if the girl was given a chance, she would be able to give herself to be completely incomplete. In her mind, apart from her idiot brother, there's no better man in the world than Lee Shepherd. Strange, why did you compare it with Lee Shepherd? They're not even a level opponent, okay?
After Yan Xingma confirmed that Li Ming had not been bullied, she turned to Chen Xingyu and asked with a smile: “Are you an intellectual retard? ”
“What did you say?” Chen Xingyu was so angry that he held the long sword in his hand again.
“If you have a normal IQ, you should know that I am an adult man. And a grown man older than you. What does he mean? Do you still call yourself a ‘child’? Such shameless things don't usually work out. ”
“I don't curse women, so I can let her go once.” Chen Xingyu raised his eyebrows and pointed the long sword in his hand at the chest of Yan Xiangma, drinking: “But a rogue villain like you, I won't let any sword come out. ”
“Are you going to kill me? ”
“Draw the sword. ”
“I see your breath is steady and your eyes are strong and you look like a good swordsman. ”
“Draw the sword. ”
“The voice is strong without anger, and the sword is silent. Looks like he's a very good immigrant. ”
“Draw the sword. ”
“And look at your long sword flat, the tip of the sword slightly trembles, this is typical of the ‘plain sand geese’ sword lifting ceremony, you should have a little relationship with Changbai pulse, what does Ray's have to do with you? ”
“Why? Are you afraid to draw your sword?” Chen Xingyu sneered. He's hiding so well, how can he still be known? In that case, how can he pretend to play weird with ordinary people in the future?
However, this sense of being exposed to the public is quite good. He loves it.
“What I want to say is," Yan Xiangma smiled and gauged Chen Xingyu. Suddenly, the expression of the drama became harsh, saying: "You are so arrogant that you don't really have the ability to backtrack the trash, I can fight ten with one hand. ”
“To die.” Chen Xingyu's sword crossed the sky, one sword and three flowers, and stabbed Yan Xiangma's face door, chest and throat in three critical positions.
Yan Xiangma stood still, waiting for the sword to attack, and when the blade was about to pierce the skin, he suddenly punched out.
Wow!
Red flames erupt, like a burning mass of fire in the sky.
The red flames roared the air, and there was white fog in the air.
The fog briefly overshadowed the two and then instantly disappeared.
Chen Xingyu used the ‘Autumn Sword' sword technique of the Changbai side sword Pai Lei's sword. One sword raised autumn water, the sky could not do anything.
Thought that his sword could stabilise his family, he could pour three blood holes into the chest of Yan Xiangma, a rogue, and then find him a capacity to commit deliberate provocation in front of the school, which he still has.
As he figured out how to handle the follow-up, a sudden, suffocating pound pounded towards his front door.
No, it's not just a door, it's like an invisible gas wall burned in flames, blocking its entire body from the distance, and pushing him backwards quickly, as if a little slower would burn him into ash and fog.
Chen Xingyu felt his body take off and then landed heavily on the ground.
Boom!
His ass landed first, then his spine and head.
The buttocks have to be split open and the beams have to be split open. His head was knocked unconscious all at once, as if he had been struck with a stick.
Your thighs are the last to land, but you haven't been hurt too much.
Chen Xingyu only found it difficult to breathe. There was a burning smell of hair in his nostrils.
He tried to get up from the ground, but he threw a lot of blood out of his mouth first.
What frightened him even more was that the sword blade in his hand had disappeared, leaving only one blade handle not far from him. It was thrown away when he had difficulty withstanding the heat on the sword because he felt his palms were about to be steamed.
Who the hell is this guy? How can there be such a deep cultivation?
The eyes of all bystanders were lit, and more people shouted at the flames.
“Oh, my God, that guy is amazing.”
“He looks much better than Chen Xingyu. He's not one of us, is he? ”
“He said his name is Yan Sungma. I've never heard of this guy before."
Chen Xingyu stretched his elbows and tried to keep his upper half straight.
He stared at Yan Xianma with cold eyes and asked in fear: "Who are you? ”
“Grandpa Yan Xiangma.” Yan Xiangma is obviously a little impatient, "he said.“ You've just asked this question. It's obviously a waste of time. I have a lot of time to waste, but I'm a picky man. My time is not wasted on everyone either. Especially if I can beat ten pieces of junk with one hand. ”
“You."
“Don't question my words easily. Everyone who knows me knows I never lie.” Yan Xingma stared at Chen Xingyu and said: “Now, listen carefully to every word in every sentence I say, it's best to pay attention to where I pause, because that's what I'm going to tell you, first, to apologize to Li Si in public, admit that you are ill intentioned and an animal. ”
“Too much deception. It's impossible.”
“You can refuse, and the consequence of rejection is that I punch you again and melt your sword-shaking hand just like that sword. Without one arm, I'll see how you can soak up later. ”
Sincerely, Chen Xingyu's gaze shifted to Li Ming's face. Finally, he whispered: "I'm sorry, I'm not feeling well. It's an animal. ”
Everyone was shocked.
Those students who watched knew Chen Xingyu's usual style, knew that he was a powerful student at school, and almost nobody dared to make a scene.
It is precisely because of this that the King's Landscape is very close to him, but they do not have a chance to get their fingers dirty.
Now, he's being forced to apologize to a new girl in public.
“You see, your introduction is a lot more than my introduction. Who would publicly admit to being an animal?“ Yan Xiangma walked up to Chen Xingyu and patted him on the shoulder, saying. “Listen carefully to my second request. Be sure to listen carefully to the distance, and don't let Li miss seeing you in the royal view again. Every time she sees you, I stab you in the eye. When you're blind in both eyes, I'll cut your nose, ears, and tongue off. Of course, I know you don't believe me, but there's no hurry. You can try to break the rules, and I'll wait patiently for the opportunity. ”
“Okay. I promise.” Chen Xingyu promised to bite his teeth. It's nothing more than leaving the royal landscape. By virtue of his family ties, he could be transferred to other schools at any time. Anyway, when this happened, he had no face to stay in the royal view anymore.
As long as he stays in Heaven, he is not afraid of no chance of revenge.
“Thirdly, this third rule is of paramount importance: no more sugarcane grass in your mouth. Otherwise, I'll see you hit you once.” The Swallow Horse pulled half the sugarcane grass out of his mouth and fell on the floor, angrily saying, “I hate hitting someone else's shirt, and I actually hit the grass with an idiot like you today. Do you know what that makes me look like? ”
“Can't you just hold something else in your mouth? A piece of red roast meat? How many gold coins with a dagger? Or you could have a dog's tail. Why a sugar cane? Do you have a little creative thinking? Can you make a slight change? ”