I'm Xianzun's little cat

Chapter 210 Isn't this owed?

There was no stopping power at all, and the old women of the White Lotus Sect who were flickering in their hands had no chance to form an array, and they were defeated by the rice balls.

But as Fantuan said, the heads of these people are much harder than those low-level disciples, and the strength that can smash the heads of those low-level disciples can only knock those elders unconscious, but this is enough.

The purpose of the rice ball is very simple. As long as they can't form an formation and gather all their strength together, there is no way to pose a threat to her.

When Yu Shuming brought all the people on the spirit boat back with great ambition, Fantuan had already maimed all the elders of Bishapo. There, even if they tried their best, they still had no power to fight.

Seeing that the situation was not good, those ordinary disciples would have already fled in all directions like birds and beasts if they dared to stay any longer.

Yu Shuming left the spirit boat, pushed the wheelchair to Fantuan's side, looked at the face that had completely turned into a pig's head, barely recognized the other party's identity from her clothing and headgear.

"Yan Meng?" Yu Shuming asked incredulously with the corners of his mouth twitching twice.

"You can recognize this?" Now it was Fantuan's turn to be surprised.

Looking at the other party's bruised nose and swollen face, Yu Shuming seemed to see himself back then, subconsciously rubbed the corners of his eyes, and asked with lingering fear: "How did she offend you?"

As if thinking of something again, Fantuan, whose mood was gradually calming down, became angry again, raised his palm and slapped it, only heard a slight cracking sound, and a white thing that looked like a tooth spurted out of Yan Meng's mouth .

Yu Shuming subconsciously took a few steps back, closed his eyes and couldn't bear to see the aggrieved and hatred bursting out from the cracks in Yan Meng's eyes that could no longer be opened.

"She said she had met Ayu, and I asked her where she met her, but she insisted on telling me, isn't that a beating?"

Fantuan swung his sore wrist, but his anger still persisted.

In other words, it was Yan Meng's own death. She originally wanted to stimulate Fantuan, but seeing that Su Zhanyu was not with Fantuan, she made up a story about how she met Su Zhanyu halfway, how the other party loved her, and how she belittled Yinglan Yunyun.

Although Fantuan didn't believe Yan Meng's words, she still had some expectation that she had met Su Zhanyu, but if the other party didn't tell her, it would be completely unbearable. Add up all the new and old grudges, if she doesn't beat him into a pig's head, she Just not onigiri.

After knowing the ins and outs of the matter, Yu Shuming really didn't know what to say other than lamenting that he deserved it.Su Zhanyu can be regarded as the reverse scale of the rice ball, Yan Meng picks where to tie it well, but chooses Su Zhanyu.

Even if Fantuan didn't believe Yan Meng's words at all, it would be considered light to beat her up.

Seeing the fainted elders of the two sects all over the floor, as well as the woman from the main formation of the White Lotus Sect who was trying to trap Fantuan earlier, and the scattered corpses of Bishapo's disciples, Yu Shuming changed the subject.

"What about these people?"

If the two parties fight, they will kill the other party if they kill the other party, but now the opponent has lost the strength to resist, although he is still angry with them for massacring the disciples of the three sects, but he can't kill them.

Yu Shuming didn't know how to deal with it, so he simply threw it to Fantuan to think about it, Fantuan was also not good at it, he searched around but couldn't find the familiar and reliable figure, once again he lowered his head hesitantly.

The feet rolled lightly on the stones on the ground, not wanting to answer.

Chunhua didn't know that Yinglan was a rice ball, so she didn't dare to be too casual, so she had to suggest in a low voice: "There are so many people, we can't kill them all, otherwise we should tie them up first, and hand them over to the elders after they leave the secret realm."

"The idea is barely a good one, but with so many people, is there enough room on the spirit boat? Besides, what kind of rope can tie them up?" Bi Lu turned a female disciple of the White Lotus Sect over with his feet, and saw With blood all over her face, she frowned in disgust.

"Use this." Yu Shuming quickly took out a medicine bottle from the storage bag, and said with a smile: "It can be considered that Yinglan didn't prepare for nothing."

(End of this chapter)