A World Worth Protecting

Through the previous understanding, Wang Baole immediately guessed that the three top people should be Feng Qiuran, the annihilation and the leisurely Taoist, and obviously the woman should be Feng Qiuran.

As for the disciples behind them, they all look similar to Feng Qiuran and others. For example, the two behind them are closed, seemingly meditating, and the two behind Feng Qiuran, though expressionless, can still be Brought some goodwill.

Only the side of the annihilation is only one person. This person does not seem to be in the age of thirty. When he looks indifferent, he looks at Wang Baole and others, and he does not hide his contempt.

Although I had some understanding of the Cangwudao Palace before, Wang Baole could see all of this, but he still sighed and felt a headache. After all, he knew it and knew it. After seeing and feeling with his own eyes, he was a bit worried about this task.

Like him, there are such thoughts, as well as Zhao Yameng and Zhuo Yifan and other federal sons. They all bowed their heads. At the same time, they felt more and more, and some people raised their regrets. Obviously, they felt that they might not come. Here, better.

"The federal monk, so there is no ritual, see the power not to worship? Sure enough, it is a rough low-energy Aboriginal." When the majority of the hundred people cramped and bowed, the one sitting in the first place, a baby boy, chuckled, faint.

The old man has a long red hair, very conspicuous, and the shape of the double purpose is somewhat triangular, giving a sense of inferiority, and his words are also scornful.

When this man’s discourse came out, Feng Qiuran’s brow wrinkled slightly, but he seemed to be somewhat unhappy, but he did not open his mouth. This sentence and this scene fell in the eyes of the federal hundred children, even if they were cramped, they all The bottom of my heart rises to be humiliated, and my breathing has changed.

There is no doubt that the low-energy indigenous is too unacceptable.

Zhao Yameng clenched his fists. Zhuo Yifan also raised his eyes. The tunnel is the simplest. His body has already been suffocating. Even if it is not enough, it can be gestured. Other federal ones, although some still have some Looking down, many people have chosen to look up and choose to breathe out.

As for Wang Baole, he did not breathe out. In fact, since he came in, he did not bow his head, but he kept looking up. At this moment, he heard the words of the Yuan Ying Laoren. Wang Baole’s eyes swept away, and his heart snorted, and the old man did not kill. After Yuan Ying, you are a little Yuan Ying, count as a fart.

Thinking of this, Wang Baole took a deep breath and stepped forward. In this quiet hall, facing the three elders of the gods, they held a fist.

"Federal messenger Wang Baole, at the presidency of the president, took the federal monk, landed in the Cangwu Daogong, and met the three predecessors!" Wang Baole shouted loudly, especially the four words of the federal emissary, which was very heavy.

As his words reverberated, the hundreds of people behind him also took a deep breath, one by one, and they all fought with Feng Qiuran.

"Monk?" Almost at the moment when Wang Baole’s words came out, a chuckle came from the top. The person who spoke was not one of the three people of Feng Qiuran, but the one standing next to the cracker. With a contemptuous youth.

"Liang Long, you let go!" Feng Qiuran's eyes flashed, faintly open, and the young man named Liang Long, at the moment, immediately directed Feng Qiuran and his master to destroy the boxing fist.

"The disciples know the mistakes, but when they hear these low-energy people, they also claim to be monks like us. They have some uncomfortable feelings in their hearts. They have not resisted for a while, and they also asked the elders and teachers to punish them."

This time, without waiting for Feng Qiuran to open his mouth, sitting on the side of the cracker, there has been a faint out of words.

"Feng elder, the disciple of the old man, the old man will discipline himself! Liang Long, fine you for a month!"

"Follow!" Liang Long hugged his fists toward the cracker, looked up at Wang Baole when he looked up, and disdained more in his eyes, while Feng Qiuran, sitting on the side, looked at the **** at the moment, revealing the fine mans, the entire hall. The atmosphere suddenly became somewhat depressed.

And Wang Baole and other federal hundred sons, after seeing this hall, were twice humiliated, one by one in silence, the bottom of my heart is incomprehensible, but this kind of grievance can not be erupted, can only endure, which makes most people, both Tight fists.

As for Wang Baole, at this moment, there is also a chill in the eyes. He is a man with a strong temper, especially if he and his sister are there, and there is plenty of temperament. In his judgment, Duanmu and others arrange themselves and everyone to come up. There must be certain certainty, so in the personal safety, although there is danger, it should not be too big.

Although he is not fully grasped at this point, if they are so tolerant of this matter, then the life after wanting to come, such as the humiliation must be more, then instead of patience again and again, it is better to break out here, look at this The so-called Cangwudao Palace, in the end, what is the attitude towards this cooperation!

Thinking of this, Wang Baole's temper came up, his eyes flashed, directly locked the Lianglong around the cracker, stepped up and took a step forward.

“When the younger generation was in the Confederacy, I once saw an autobiography. There was a saying on the whole that the idea was that everyone had double standards to treat themselves and others.”

"This is only for the sake of the federal existence, but today's younger generation knows where it was, and it has it!"

"My French monk first came to see that his body was somewhat uncomfortable. Therefore, he was accused of not having a courtesy. The Liang Longdao friend, when I met with the three predecessors, took the initiative to intervene. Is this the number of gifts? I would like to ask this. You are qualified to interject my words!” Wang Baole’s words came out, and behind him, the federal hundred had shaken, most of them were in the heart, but still a small part of Li Yi’s heart, angry at the bottom, screaming not good.

In their view, this is a matter of forbearance, and why is it so intense as soon as it comes.

Wang Baole did not finish it. After the anger was released, he took a deep breath and took the fist to Feng Qiuran.

"Qiu Ran predecessors, the younger generations were angry, but just heard the name of this low-energy person, for a while did not hold back, but also please the predecessors."

As Wang Baole’s words came out, the eyes of the entire hall of the Cangwudao Palace all fell on Wang Baole. All of them were shining in the eye, and they looked at Wang Baole a few times. Obviously, most of them did not expect the arrival of the Federation. Actually, I just dared to be so unkind, especially Feng Qiuran. At this moment, I also looked at Wang Baole, and the eyes showed strange light.

"Let's relax!" When everyone looked at Wang Baole, the red-haired Yuan Ying who sat in the bottom of the head, snorted, and the words were like thunder. When the sensation was sensational, Liang Long, who was behind the cracker, saw Wang Baole open to himself. So I sneered and uttered words.

"You..." But his words have not been finished, Wang Baole repairs suddenly broke out, and the body of the roaring seems to have formed a small storm. While spreading the Quartet, he suddenly looked at the Chifa Yuan Ying.

"I don't humiliate my federal monk for no reason, you are a predecessor!"

"And you Liang Long, you give me a shut up, Wang is a federal messenger, on behalf of the Federation to meet three seniors, this is the contact between two civilizations, what qualifications do you have to interject twice, add more shame!"

"Open the door again, believe it or not, Wang smashed you!" Wang Baole murdered in the eyes, then looked at Feng Qiuran, and once again held a fist.

"Qiuran predecessors, my federation has released enough sincerity to carry out this alliance, this sincerity can be seen... Kong Dao, and everyone, tell Qiu Ran predecessors, your identity!" Wang Baole's words came out, behind him The tunnel immediately hugged a fist toward Feng Qiuran.

"The younger generation, the father of the federal president, the wooden bird!"

"The younger generation Zhou Lin, the feathers of the congenital ancestors pass the disciples!"

"The younger generation of Fang Mu, the father of the Federal Councillors!"

"younger generation……"

Such sounds are constantly coming out of the mouth of the Union, and while echoing the entire hall, the voice of Zhao Yameng is also faintly revealed behind Wang Baole.

"The younger generation Zhao Yameng, the mother of the Martian domain!"

When this sentence came out, Wang Baole did not react at first. He was ready to speak again and speak his identity. In an instant, he realized that something was wrong, and he suddenly turned his eyes and stared at him. The expressionless Zhao Yameng, his mind at this moment, stunned.

"Who is your mother?"