Chapter 888

The disciples of Xiaoshan sword sect are stupid.

They were all curious about what the song sent out and why it could make their own patriarch show such an expression.

It's the first time that they have seen the leader of Xiaoshan sword sect so impolite for many years.

The elder lotus was also a little confused. He looked outside his neck and looked at the things in the box. Suddenly, the expression on his face became very wonderful.

He raised his head and looked in the direction of singing. His eyes were very deep.

"This bastard, this bastard!" Lord Zhou was very angry. He felt that he had lived in vain for so many years and had never thought about how to learn to curse with vicious words. Now, his words were not enough to reflect his anger.

After living for so many years, he always felt that he had seen many people.

But it was the first time he had seen someone like singing, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

After thinking for a long time, Lord Zhou finally figured it out.

This guy singing is a naughty scoundrel!

Obviously, he is a man of status, but he never considers doing something.

What I do is something without identity.

"Eh?" At this time, the head of a small sect suddenly widened his eyes, took out the things contained in the wooden box, turned his face and looked at Xia Shengtang standing in front of him.

Xia Shengtang's face turned red after he saw what the other party had taken out of the wooden box.

He held out his hand and took out a wooden box he was distributing. After opening it, he looked at the signature photos singing inside. The whole person was stunned.

What's more irritating is that the song on this photo, with a smile on his face and a "V" in his right hand, looks as stupid as it looks.

"Sing..." Xia Shengtang's teeth will be broken.

At this time, there were already unknown pairs of eyes looking at him.

In his eyes, he asked.

Xia Sheng Tang ran to Gao Song with his face covered. Hit it with a punch, sing and get away.

"You're so fucking, don't you want to order your face?" Xia Shengtang is going to cry loudly.

I thought it was a very conspicuous thing to give hand gifts to those people.

But now he realized how stupid he was.

"Brother-in-law, what are you doing?" Singing while dodging, he said, "this is still the opening ceremony of our Xingchen sect. How can you do it to me?"

Xia Shengtang stopped.

Think about it.

At least singing is also the leader of Xingchen sect.

But, forget it, he was unwilling.

He felt that what he had done before should be regarded as the most humiliating thing he had done in his life.

No face.

If this thing gets out, what face do you have to live?

And Lord Zhou is obviously the most angry.

Especially in the signature photo, singing that smiling face.

No matter how you look at it, it's like laughing at yourself.

As a person used to seeing big winds and waves.

Lord Zhou felt that he would drown in the smelly ditch of singing next second.

"Cough, this is the hand gift of Xingchen sect?" Someone whispered.

"It should be..." I don't know how long it took before a voice came back.

Everyone was manipulated by the singing Sao and flashed back.

It's hard for them to imagine that the hand gift they want to see is such a thing.

The most depressing thing is that they can't vent yet.

Always engaged in singing, but I didn't say what hand ceremony is.

So even if there was a stone in the wooden box, they had no place to reason with anyone.

"This smelly boy really refreshed my understanding of him." Xie Fangyou can't laugh or cry.

Xie Zhuo Lian sighed and said, "I don't know what she thinks. Even if she puts a spirit stone, it won't be so embarrassing."

"Embarrassed?" Xie Fangyou shook his head. "I think it's very good. At least the atmosphere is very good now!"

"..." Xie Zhuolian was speechless.

Wen Yihuan and others have long known.

Singing and preparing a hand ceremony, they naturally wonder what it is.

After knowing the answer, they all looked confused.

During this period, Wen Yihuan also wondered whether to replace the photo. As Xie Zhuolian said before, even a spirit stone is better.

But they all think it's OK.

Those big sects don't give much advice, they just feel a little mischievous.

Those small sects, even if they were dissatisfied, did not dare to vent, but could only endure.

The situation is better now.

Gao Ge's forefoot decided to disclose the heaven shaking sword method of Xiaoshan sword sect.

This gift is very important.

Therefore, those small sects and those casual practitioners will not care too much.

"Cough, Lord Gao, your picture is a little beautiful!" Someone laughed at the top of his voice, which was a complete ridicule.

"Yes, Lord Gaozong, you are too stingy. We have to eat it back later!"

"Ha ha, yes!"

The old man patted Wen Yihuan on the shoulder and said, "see? In fact, they don't have any complaints."

Wen Yihuan thought for a moment and said, "isn't it still because of the sword shaking method?"

"So, Lord Zhou of Xiaoshan sword sect is really a good man." The old man sighed.

How can Lord Zhou not understand the problems that others can understand?

It is because I want to understand that I feel even worse.

"I was really eaten by this bastard..." Lord Zhou was discouraged.

He began to think that he would come to the opening ceremony of Xingchen sect this time and calculate the stupid choices he had made in his life.

Originally, I wanted to watch the singing and the star sect make a fool of himself at the opening ceremony, but I didn't expect that I had become a clown. Although no one stood in front of him and pointed at his nose to laugh, the sympathetic eyes of those immortals made him like a thorn in his back.

"Cough, sing, continue to receive gifts!" Immortal Xuantian shouted at the top of his voice.

Singing gives Wen Yihuan a wink. Wen Yihuan quickly takes people to continue the work just now.

As for Xia Shengtang, he said he didn't want to continue working. He couldn't afford to lose the signed photo.

"Cough, Liang Bufan, I'll give you the gift of accompanying hands!" He clapped Liang Bufan on the shoulder and said.

Liang Bufan cried, "do you think I don't want face?"

Singing, smiling and silent, the answer is clear.

Liang Bufan had no choice but to pull his face and take two disciples of Xingchen sect to continue to complete the task that should have been completed by Xia Shengtang. That face had to be buried in the soil. It was very red.