Prehistoric: When a good old man awakens to the evil system

Chapter 363

"Why did you run away when I was about to fight with you with real swords and guns just now?" Boyikao walked over slowly with his sword in hand.

Tu Xingsun looked frightened and wanted to escape, but he couldn't move at all: "I am a disciple of the saint..."

"Who is not?" Boyikao pointed the tip of his sword on Tu Xingsun's head.

"Bo Yikao, kill him!" Su Daji ran to Boyikao and looked at Tu Xingsun with shame and anger.

A few rays of light flashed in the air, and after several intersections, they fell into Boyikao Mansion. They were Mo Wang, Bu Ran, Jiang Ziya and Wei Liusun.

When Ailiu Sun opened his mouth, he reprimanded him: "What a curse! You have practiced meditation for many years, but you can still be seduced by women!"

"How could such a crooked person like you have seduced you into making such a big mistake?"

Although he was scolding Tu Xingsun, the target of the attack was not directed at him.

Listening to the underlying meaning of these words, I still blamed Daji. It was the first time in Boyikao that I was so disgusted with a stranger that I wished I could pluck out that offending tongue.

"Incomplete body? Insidious? I wonder how much evil the woman has done to make the immortal hate her so much?" Su Daji was not a shy person. How could she swallow her anger when someone insulted her face to face.

"If being a woman means that you are incomplete and private, and make disciples of saints like the Immortal Chief so disdainful and disgusted, then what should you, a disciple of a lewd thief, do?"

Afraid of leaving Sun Tie with a livid face, he still did not look at Su Daji. He was full of contempt: "There are many temptations along the way of cultivation, and there are always temptations from outsiders. But if his Taoist heart is not strong, he will be severely punished."

Boyikao couldn't listen anymore. He was afraid of leaving Sun, and he seemed to say that Daji, the victim, was the culprit who seduced Tu Xingsun into making mistakes.

Is it possible that he also dealt with the people who tempted his disciples to make mistakes? "Taoist Priest, what you said and what you did are all wrong."

"That's a mistake. I came uninvited. Could it be that you think that I, Xiqi, am in an uninhabited place, and that I can enter and leave anyone's home in the human race at will based on my cultivation?"

"Second mistake, improper discipline. I let you, a scoundrel, use the skills you taught me to follow a woman into the house, do evil things, and hit my wife Daji."

"Three mistakes, wrongly blaming good people. What happened here is all the fault of Tu Xingsun, and my wife Daji is just the victim. But you are scornful and blame Daji for the wrong things Tu Xingsun did."

"If you can't give me an explanation today, then you can see the real chapter under your hands. In short, if my beloved wife is humiliated and I can't get justice, how can I be a husband and a father?"

Boyikao spoke sharply and held Su Daji firmly in his arms, showing no fear when facing the fear of leaving his grandson behind.

His chest was heaving with fear of leaving Sun Qi. He could not refute Boyikao's words. The fault for this matter was his shameful and poor apprentice.

You Mo Wang and Bu Ran are now beside Boyikao. He can't beat him again and again, so he can only endure this sigh.

Thinking that he was afraid of leaving a grandson, since he became a disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun, no one would give him a bit of disrespect, even the Jade Emperor. He did not expect that now he would be kicked to the iron plate.

The person who frustrated him was a person from Wuzhuangguan, and it was because of a woman.

Sure enough, beauty brings disaster, such a woman is born to be a disaster!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He glanced at Tu Xingsun with disgust at Tu Xingsun, who was left on the bottom with only his ugly head exposed. He stepped forward and kicked him.

Tu Xingsun thought that his master had gone to save him, but he didn't expect that what came on his face was a kick as heavy as a fatal blow.