Peerless Daoist

"Purple shirt, why are you here?" Liao Xingchen asked in a trembling voice.

Just now, the purple shirt was still by his side, obedient to him.

Why now, all of a sudden?

Purple shirt put up a delicate face, sneered: "Liao Xingchen, my name, is also you can call?"

This

Between the electric light and flint, Liao Xingchen's mind has already understood what happened.

"Well, you two dog men and women, behind my back, even collude with each other!" Liao Xingchen's eyes turned red and yelled.

Bang!

As soon as he had finished speaking, several disciples of the penalty hall next to him directly knocked Liao Xingchen to the ground.

Although Liao Xingchen was once a core disciple, he was able to have this noble status, mostly because of his status as an alchemist.

But even so, Liao Xingchen's Alchemy level is only a bottle less than half a bottle shaking.

Now, he is nothing without the care of master Xianhe elder.

Two disciples knocked him to the ground, but did not stop. They punched and kicked him in the face until both sides of Liao Xingchen's face had completely swollen into pig's head.

They grabbed Liao Xingchen by the collar and picked him up like a dead dog.

"Who and you are brothers, you do not take care of yourself, to see what kind of virtue you are?"

Jiang Sen laughed wildly and put his purple shirt in his arms.

"Ah, elder martial brother Jiang, you are good or bad."

At present, the couple didn't pay any attention to Liao Xingchen.

Now Liao Xingchen is full of remorse.

He finally realized what Han Xiao felt at first.

"A loser, I'm in a good mood to save your life. You kneel down and give me three kowtows, and then you can roll. " Jiang Sen said lightly.

Liao Xingchen shivered.

He has been intimidated by the previous group of disciples and scared to death.

Now that he saw the hope of life, he would not let it go.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Liao Xingchen kneels in front of Jiang Sen and kowtows three times.

Seeing that Liao Xingchen, who used to be domineering, was obedient to him, Jiang Sen couldn't help laughing.

"Well, you can go." Jiang Sen kicks Liao Xingchen away with a kick and leaves with others.

The movement here has attracted many people around.

Many onlookers have recognized Liao Xingchen's identity and began to point to him.

A lot of people have been vaguely guessing what happened.

Liao Xingchen was disheartened and ran in a direction.

However, he did not run a few steps, and suddenly ran into a person.

The man was as hard as steel, and Liao Xingchen was directly knocked out.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Without hesitation, Liao Xingchen knelt down and kowtowed directly.

Suddenly, from the front of a hand, Liao Xingchen directly helped up.

"Do you hate those people?"

A hoarse voice fell into Liao Xingchen's ears.

"Do you want to destroy Jin Lei Zong?"

"Do you want to frustrate the man who just let you kneel down?"

"Don't let all the people of the whole clan become your servants?"

That voice is very seductive, always lingering in Liao Xingchen's ears.

Liao Xingchen's heart trembled wildly and immediately replied, "of course I want to!"

Soon, several hands directly pulled Liao Xingchen onto the carriage.

What happened here is in an alley, nobody knows.

Some people who followed Liao Xingchen's whereabouts gradually lost interest when they saw him missing.