The medical concubine dominates the world

Chapter 603 603 face-slapping, luck against the sky

Chapter 603 603 face-slapping, luck against the sky

The leader of the Demon Cult wanted a son who was like a wolf, and he didn't think about whether the boy had the stamina and vigor of a wolf cub.

As soon as the boy was born, the leader of the Demon Cult threw him in the Demon Cult, and gave him no preferential treatment except for the status of the Young Master.

If a young man wants to survive, he must fight for it like everyone else, grab and snatch it, but the young man is born weak and has a peaceful personality. Still out of place with this place.

The young man does not belong to this dark and dark place. He should have a better future, a future that belongs only to him, instead of becoming a tool for the leader to satisfy his ambition.

"Young master, I know what to do, you wait for my news." There is no need for the ghost-faced young master to say too much, as the mentor who taught him how to grow up, the scholar Wan Yan knows very well what this pale young man wants.

Teenagers never want much, but what is easily available to ordinary people is a luxury to teenagers.As the boy's mentor, he will try his best to fulfill the boy's wish and let the boy get the freedom he wants, even if he pays his conscience for it.

"Sir, thank you." The ghost-faced young master closed his eyes to hide the self-blame in his eyes.

He was selfish, but he didn't regret it, he waited too long for this day.

The scholar Wan Yan didn't speak, he just smiled...

For Fei Xiaochai's safety, Xiao Jiu'an's people arranged him in a corner.

After investigation by Mo Qixi's people, there is no way out in this position, that is to say, Fei Xiaochai will hardly encounter danger here, and of course it is impossible to make meritorious deeds, but there are no absolutes in the world.

When the other people couldn't wait for the demon cultist to show up, Fei Xiaochai saw a man in green shirt appearing at the foot of the mountain as soon as Fei Xiaochai arrived at his place.

The man has a gentle face and a refined temperament, not a trace of the vulgarity of the people in the Jianghu, let alone the cruelty of the people in the Demon Cult.The man looks like an ordinary schoolteacher, but...

He appeared at the foot of the mountain.

In Fei Xiaochai's perception, although Xiao Jiuan's words are not pleasant, they are reliable. Xiao Jiuan said that the people of the Demon Sect are in the mountains, and Fei Xiaochai firmly believes that all the people who appear at the foot of the mountain are Demonic people.

Therefore, as soon as the man in the blue shirt came out, Fei Xiaochai pounced on him, not giving the man in the blue shirt a chance to react.Fei Xiaochai tied him up in two or three strokes: "Hahaha, you must have been caught by the young master. Tell me, who are you? What are you sneaking around for?"

The man in the green shirt is Wan Yan, the mentor and scholar of the Ghost-Mask Young Master. He sneaked out while everyone in the teaching was not paying attention, just to find a way to get on Xiao Jiuan's line, so that he could use what they had in their hands to exchange for the Ghost-Mask Young Master's freedom. , I don't want him to be caught as soon as he came out, which can be said to be a bad start.

"Who are you? Let me go." The scholar Wan Yan did not reveal his identity, but asked Fei Xiaochai in a cold voice.

All it takes is a face-to-face meeting, and the scholar Wan Yan knows that the person who is tying him up is not a smart person, and he might be able to pass by with a flick.

"I'm Fei Xiaochai. You appear at the foot of the mountain at this time. What are you doing in the Devil's Cult?" Fei Xiaochai did not look smart, but that didn't mean he was stupid.

"Fei Xiaochai? What the hell kind of name is that?" Someone actually gave his son such a name, he must be a vulgar Jiang Hu person, and this person has nothing to do with King Yanbei.

Scholar Wan Yan felt a little more at ease, no longer tense as before.

"You actually laughed at my name, you are dead!" Fei Xiaochai was furious, his fist reacted faster than his brain, and he punched the scholar Wan Yan in the face: "I told you to laugh at my name."

The backhand was another punch, all of which greeted the scholar Wan Yan's face, and every time he punched, he said "I told you to laugh at my name." It can be seen how much Fei Xiaochai resented those who laughed at his name.

The scholar Wan Yan was stunned by the beating. He has never seen such a simple and rude person as Fei Xiaochai in his life. He forgot how to deal with it for a while, and let Fei Xiaochai's iron fist hit his face, causing his nose to be blue and eyes swollen. .

"Stop, stop, stop, stop..." Until Fei Xiaochai punched him on the forehead, the scholar Wan Yan hurriedly told Fei Xiaochai to stop, but...

Is Fei Xiaochai such a good talker?

If you tell him to stop, then stop, Fei Xiaochai, wouldn't it be embarrassing.

The more scholar Wan Yan called to stop, the more fun Fei Xiaochai fought. He didn't want to kill anyone, so he just punched and punched like this, and the hidden guards hiding in the corner couldn't interfere.

He can be sure that this person must be a member of the Devil's Cult, but as long as the person is not dead and can be taken back for questioning, he will not care about the rest.

"If you dare to laugh at my name, you are dead." Fei Xiaochai punched and punched, hard but measured, only hurting but not killing.

"All right, all right, Master Fei, stop." Scholar Wan Yan's martial arts is not high, and he is also a think-tank figure in the teaching. Although he can do a few tricks, he can't compare with Fei Xiaochai, and he is suppressed by Fei Xiaochai Hit, he has no resistance at all.

"Now I know my name is Fei Xiaoye? Why did you laugh at my name just now? You dare to laugh at such a powerful and domineering name." Fei Xiaochai punched the scholar Wan Yan in the eye again. His eyes were swollen.

"This is a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding..." The scholar Wan Yan was about to bleed in his heart. This is really a scholar who meets a soldier, and there is no chance to say that there is no reason.

"I'm really not laughing at your name, I just think your name..." The scholar Wan Yan paused before continuing: "You are so handsome, like a fairy voice rushing by."

Is it easy for him, a scholar, to squint his conscience and say these words?

"Really? Master's name really sounds like a fairy?" Fei Xiaochai stopped immediately when he heard it, his eyes were shining, like a puppy waiting for someone to praise him.

The scholar Wan Yan scolded his mother in his heart, but said on the face: "Yes, yes, yes, Xiaoye Fei, your name is extraordinary, and you are not an ordinary person when you hear it."

Fortunately, he has already joined the Devil's Cult, otherwise he would really be ashamed of the scholars, but how could he know that he would meet a character with such a strange style of painting, who is simply unreasonable than their group of Devil's Sect members.

Fei Xiaochai, who was praised by the scholar Wan Yan for being happy, finally let go of the scholar Wan Yan, and said reservedly: "For the sake of your taste, my lord and I have a lot, forgive your previous ignorance. "

"Thank you, Young Master Fei." The corners of the mouth, eyes, and nose were all painful, and a sternness flashed in the eyes of the scholar Wan Yan.However, without giving him a chance to play tricks, Fei Xiaochai raised his hand and knocked him unconscious: "No matter how sensible you are, I can't let you go, I have to avenge my little junior sister and Uncle Li. "

"You, you..." At the moment of fainting, the scholar Wan Yan couldn't believe it was true.

He is a dignified scholar with a heart and a heart, and Wan Yan, a scholar who plays tricks on the people of the Jianghu, will be brought down by a foolish kid. This is really a blow to the master...

(End of this chapter)