Chapter 497

Through the previous understanding, Wang Baole immediately guessed that the three leaders should be Feng qiuran, miechazi and leisurely Taoist, and it is obvious that the woman should be Feng qiuran.

As for the disciples behind them, their expressions are also similar to those of Feng qiuran and others. For example, the two behind Taoist Youran close their eyes and seem to be meditating, while the two behind Feng qiuran, although expressionless, still have some goodwill in their eyes.

There was only one person beside miechazi, who looked less than 30 years old and looked indifferent. At the same time, he looked at Wang Baole and others with undisguised contempt.

Although he had some knowledge of the vast Daogong before, Wang Baole sighed at the bottom of his heart and felt headache. After all, he knew it. After seeing and feeling it with his own eyes, he was a little worried about this task.

Like him, there are zhaoyameng, Zhuo Yifan and other federal sons. They all bowed their heads one by one. While sighing in the bottom of their hearts, some people also regretted more or less. Obviously, they thought that it would be better not to come here.

"The federal friar, who is so impolite, doesn't worship when he sees great energy? Is he really a crude and low-energy aborigine?" When most of the hundred sons were nervous and bowed their heads, a Yuanying old man sitting in the first place smiled and opened his mouth faintly.

The old man has long red hair, which is very conspicuous, and the shape of his eyes is somewhat triangular, giving people a sense of inadequacy, while his words are also contemptuous.

As soon as this person spoke, Feng qiuran's eyebrows slightly wrinkled, which seemed a little unhappy, but he didn't open his mouth to scold. This sentence and this scene fell in the ears and eyes of the federal hundred sons. Even if they were cramped, they all felt humiliated at the bottom of their hearts, and their breathing changed one after another.

There is no doubt that the sentence of low-energy aborigines is too unacceptable.

Zhao Yameng clenched his fist, and Zhuo Yifan narrowed his eyes. The hole was the simplest. His evil spirit had been released from his body. Even if his cultivation was not enough, his posture was necessary. Although some other federal sons still bowed their heads, many people chose to raise their heads and choose to release their breath.

As for Wang Baole, he didn't breathe. In fact, he didn't bow his head since he came in, but kept looking up. At this moment, hearing the words of the old Yuanying, Wang Baole swept his eyes and snorted at the bottom of his heart. He secretly said that Lao Tze hadn't killed Yuanying, and you, a little Yuanying, are a fart.

Thinking of this, Wang Baole took a deep breath, stepped forward, and bowed with fists to the three God elders in the quiet hall.

"Wang Baole, the federal envoy, was ordered by the president to bring the federal friars to the vast Taoist palace to meet the three predecessors!" Wangbaole spoke loudly, especially the words "federal envoy", which were very heavy.

As his words echoed, the hundred sons behind him also took a deep breath, one by one, hugged Feng qiuran and bowed to them.

"Monk?" Almost at the moment when Wang Baole's words came out, a slight smile came from the top. The speaker was not any of Feng qiuran's three people, but the young man with contempt in his eyes standing beside Mie chazi.

"Liang long, you are presumptuous!" Feng qiuran's eyes flashed coldly, and he spoke faintly. At the moment, the young man named Liang Long immediately hugged Feng qiuran and his master miechazi.

"The disciple knew his mistake, but when he heard these incompetent people, he also called himself a monk like us. He felt a little uncomfortable at the bottom of his heart and couldn't hold back for a moment. He also asked the elders and teachers to punish him."

This time, before Feng qiuran opened his mouth, Mie chazi, sitting beside him, had faintly spread words.

"Elder Feng, my disciple, I will discipline myself! Liang long, I will punish you for being shut up for a month!"

"Yes!" Liang Long hugged and bowed to miechazi. When he looked up, he looked at Wang Baole, disdaining more in his eyes. Feng qiuran, who was sitting on the side, looked at miechazi at the moment, and his eyes showed fine light. The atmosphere of the whole hall suddenly became a little depressed.

And Wang Baole and other federal sons, after seeing that they came to this hall, were humiliated twice, and they were silent one by one. They were extremely oppressed at the bottom of their hearts, but it happened that this suffocation could not erupt and could only endure, which made most people clench their fists.

As for Wang Baole, there is also a chill in his eyes at the moment. He is originally a person with a hot temper, especially he has a little sister, and he has plenty of confidence. In addition, in his judgment, duanmuque and others must have a certain degree of confidence in arranging themselves and the people to come up, so in terms of personal safety, although there is a danger, it should not be too great.

Although he is not fully sure of this, if their sons are so tolerant of this matter, they will surely have more humiliations like this in their future life. Instead of enduring it again and again, it is better to burst out here to see what attitude this so-called vast Taoist temple has towards this cooperation!

Thinking of this, Wang Baole's temper came up. With a flash of his eyes, he directly locked Liang Long beside miechazi, raised his feet and took a step forward.

"When I was in the Federation, I once saw an autobiography, which has a sentence to the effect that everyone has double standards to treat himself and others."

"I thought this matter existed only in the Federation, but today I know that it happened everywhere!"

"When my federal friar first arrived, he was a little unwell, so he was a little cramped, and he was accused of not being polite. And this Taoist friend Liang long, when I met with three elders, took the initiative to interrupt. Is this etiquette? I'd like to ask this Taoist friend Liang Long, what qualifications do you have to interrupt my words!" As soon as Wang Baole's words came out, the 100 sons of the Federation behind him shook one after another, and most of them were agitated in their hearts, but there were still a small number of people like Li Yi, who were angry at the bottom of their hearts and secretly shouted bad.

In their view, this matter is over with patience. Why is it so intense when it first comes.

Wang Baole didn't finish. After his anger dissipated at the moment, he took a deep breath and bowed to Feng qiuran, who was in charge.

"Master Qiu ran, the younger generation was angry, but he couldn't hold back when he heard the call of this incompetent. Please don't blame him."

As Wang Baole's words came out, the eyes of the people in the vast Taoist palace of the whole hall instantly fell on Wang Baole, and their eyes were shining. They looked at Wang Baole a few more times. Obviously, most of them didn't expect that the people who came to the Federation dared to speak so unkindly when they first came, especially Feng qiuran, who also looked at Wang Baole at the moment, and his eyes showed strange light.

"Presumptuous!" When the crowd looked at Wang Baole, the red haired Yuanying sitting at the bottom of the head snorted coldly. His words were like thunder, causing a sensation in all directions. At the same time, Liang Long behind miechazi saw Wang Baole speak to himself, so he sneered, and suddenly came out with words.

"You..." but before he finished his words, Wang Baole's cultivation suddenly erupted, and his body seemed to form a small storm in the roar, spreading everywhere. At the same time, he suddenly looked at the red haired baby.

"Humiliate my federal friar for no reason. It's your licentiousness, elder!"

"And you, Liang long, shut up. As an ambassador of the Federation, Mr. Wang visited three predecessors on behalf of the Federation. This is the contact between the two civilizations. What qualifications do you have to interrupt twice and be more humiliating!"

"Speak again, believe it or not, Wang cut you!" Wang Bao's killing opportunity loomed in his eyes, then looked at Feng qiuran and hugged his fist again.

"Master Qiu ran, our Federation has released enough sincerity to make this alliance. This sincerity can be seen... Confucius, and everyone, tell master Qiu ran, your identity!" As soon as Wang Baole uttered his words, Confucius immediately hugged his fist and bowed to Feng qiuran.

"Confucius, my father, federal president duanmuque!"

"The younger generation, Zhou Lin, is a direct disciple of the Yuhua congenital sect!"

"Younger Fang Mu, my father, a member of the Federal Assembly!"

"Younger generation..."

Such sounds constantly came from the mouth of the federal hundred sons, echoing the whole hall. At the same time, Zhao Yameng's voice also faintly came out behind Wang Baole.

"Younger generation Zhao Yameng, my mother Mars domain master!"

As soon as this sentence came out, Wang Baole didn't react at the beginning. He was in high spirits and ready to speak again and say his identity. But in an instant, he realized that something was wrong. He suddenly turned back and opened his eyes wide, staring blankly at the expressionless Zhao Yameng. At this moment, his mind buzzed.

"Who is your mother?"