Campus belle's cultivation master

Pang Zhi's intestines are almost green. After eating bear heart and leopard's gall, he dares to run to Lin Zixuan, the son of heaven. Even if he has three heads and six arms, it's not enough to chop.

It's stupid. It's stupid! The whole face of liefeng villa has been lost!

He recalled his actions and words not long ago. He really wanted to be killed on the spot.

All his life, his most humiliating moment was fixed in this moment. The only one with great strength, who doesn't know the height of heaven and earth, goes to grab the money from Lin Zixuan, the killing God of Wudao. It's enough to become a laughing stock in the world.

"Lin... master Lin!" Pang Zhi was shivering all over his body, and his face seemed to be covered with a layer of dead ashes. "I... I know I'm wrong. I didn't expect that you... Please forgive me..."

Outside the dining room on the first floor, Pang Zhi's younger martial brothers were stupidly watching the scene, and they were scared out of their wits.

They bowed and shrunk their necks, shivered and fell to the ground, begging for mercy

"Master Lin, you have a large number of prime ministers who can hold boats. Please forgive us."

"We really don't know it's you, otherwise we'll give you a hundred courage and never do anything rashly."

"Please be kind, please be kind, we always respect you..."

The previous arrogance, arrogance and arrogance have long disappeared, and only fear and trembling have replaced them.

In the face of Lin Zixuan, the son of heaven, and so many powerful men of martial arts, Pang Zhi's followers were scared to death.

Big trouble today!

Lin Zixuan, who is that?

A thought and the wind and cloud move, a war and the world startle. In history, the youngest heaven master of Huajing and the youngest strong man of Dibang have never been able to compete with him in terms of talent.

How dare such a big man rob him of his money? Have you lost your mind?

Du Shenggu, the leader of the Iron Palm sect, poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to him with both hands. He said with a smile, "master Lin, you've worked hard all the way. Please have tea."

Lin Yu took the cup in his hand and sipped it gently. Looking at Pang Zhi kneeling in front of him, he sneered: "wrong? Do you really think you're wrong? "

Pang Ji was too busy to kowtow, and his cheek became Purple Black: "I don't dare any more. I really know I'm wrong! Please forgive me. I... I didn't know it would be you... "

"Ha ha, the strong can do whatever they want without any scruples. This is a truth we all know. There's no need to cover it up." Lin Yu was holding the teacup. The irony of his lips was more intense, but his eyes were icy. "You never think you are wrong, but you just feel very unlucky. Why did you bump into me instead of the cowardly young master of some aristocratic family. What about? Is that right? "

The audience was silent. Many practitioners looked at me and I looked at you, then lowered their heads and said nothing.

Most of the truth in this world is not pleasant to hear, but whether you like it or not, the truth is there and will never change.

Pang Zhi was stunned for a few seconds, and then his body trembled violently as if he had been electrified.

The other side said it right. He was full of remorse and indignation. It was just stealing money from Lin Zixuan, the son of heaven, rather than committing crimes.

"Lin... master Lin, we spend too much money on the road, and we don't dare to ask for it from our school. It's my fault, it's my fault..." Pang Zhi cried, raised his hand and slapped himself hard. "We didn't dare to do this kind of thing for the first time. Please give us another chance."

Lin Yu held up the cup of tea slowly and said, "it's OK to give you a chance. If you catch it, I'll spare you."

As soon as his voice fell, he loosened his hand, and the cup fell to the ground.

Pang Zhi widened his eyes, leaned forward and subconsciously stretched out his hands to grasp.

It's not easy to catch a falling cup. But he was full of panic, inadvertently splashed hot tea scalded his fingers. As soon as his fingertip touched the teacup, he reflexively turned his hand back and suddenly closed it.

Then, under his astonished gaze, the cup fell to the ground and burst into pieces in the splash of tea.

Lin Yu looked at him quietly, and his words were full of profound meaning: "I'm so flustered. How can you mix in the future?"

Ponzi's mouth was wide open and his eyes were straight: "I... i... i..."

Before he said it, he would "wow" with a lot of hard work. His face was as white as paper, and he was so scared that he fainted on his back.

Ponzi's mouth was covered with red blood, and he lay motionless on the marble floor. His appearance was miserable, and his legs were soaked with incontinence urine.

Even after many years, taking advantage of the opportunity of darkness and turmoil, he becomes the leader of liefeng mountain villa. When he meets those guys who are not easy to deal with in ordinary days, he will run on him with today's "falling cup and being humiliated". Look at his jokes.

Lin Yu was in a high position. He didn't care to kill such worthless little people himself. He simply waved his hand carelessly, with a look of disgust: "drag it out."

Du Shenggu, the leader of the Iron Palm sect, stood beside him, fully understanding and shouting: "master Lin is very kind and merciful. Spare your dog's life. What are you doing? Get out of here

Not far away, the disciples of liefeng villa were pardoned and knelt down to thank them. Then they carried Pang Zhi out of the dining room.

"Now there are no high-ranking people in the eyes of these small generation. They have disobeyed the rules of respect and inferiority. It's too shameful." Du Shenggu's mouth was murmuring. He saw his granddaughter Li Jiaqian standing outside the dining room with her eyes rolling. He called out in a hurry, "Jiaqian, don't you always admire master Lin? Come here and have a cup of tea!"

Li Jiaqian pursed her ruddy mouth tightly, wringing her white hands and moving forward slowly. She was staring at the young man in front of her. Her white face was full of complexities.

Curiosity, shyness, doubt, fear, all kinds of emotions haunted her heart, like a mess.

"That's all." Lin Yu was so upset that he had no appetite. He stood up cleanly and went out of the restaurant without expression.

Li Jiaqian, who is walking towards him, is in a hurry to flash. Her eyes blink. Her eyes are clear and empty. She is staring at him, but she doesn't get a look back.

After Lin Yu left, many practitioners in the restaurant breathed a sigh of relief. Even the leader of zhenwuzong, Cai Yunfei, could not help taking out his handkerchief and wiping the sweat on his forehead. He said in his heart, "it's dangerous."

Du Shenggu lowered his voice and asked: "master Cai, with your knowledge, master Lin's wound..."

Cai Yunfei frowned and shook his head slowly: "I don't know, I don't know..."