"Yes, did you forget what was written on the board you just showed me? Didn't you say you're not responsible for leaving the counter?! are you a pig brain?!"

"Hmm? How do you know my name is Zhu Jiazi?" the man who was holding a long stick and was swaggering suddenly stopped.

Zhao Sheng choked and felt a mouthful of blood gushing from his throat.

What kind of experience is it when you encounter such a bloody thing? Just look at Zhao Sheng's reaction at this time, but at the next moment, something countless times more bloody than the previous thing happened, something that Zhao Sheng didn't expect.

"Sir, he seems to be scolding you." a familiar voice sounded.

As soon as the pupil shrinks, Zhao Shengshun looks at the source of the sound. But found that this voice was the thin man he wanted to help!

What is the heart separated from the belly? What the little man did made Zhao Sheng clearly understand this concept.

Zhao Sheng, who was as disgusting as swallowing a fly, looked at the little man with some complicated emotions.

"You... You! I came in to protect you! But you did this to me?"

But the thin man who heard Zhao Sheng's words was shocked, and his eyes began to glance at him. Finally, he couldn't stand his inner curiosity and asked, "what? You came in to hit me? And how did you know my name was Bao Buping?"

As the voice of the little man sounded, the air seemed to stagnate.

"Yes, who the hell are you? Just know my name Zhu Nianzi. You can even know the boy's name?"

"Er... You can... You can all." Zhao Sheng thought for a long time and finally choked out such a sentence.

With that, Zhao Sheng has decided not to care what will happen to Bao Buping. He turns around and leaves the cubicle.

But before he reached the door of the cubicle, Zhu's voice sounded from behind him: "hmm? Stop! Did I let you go?"

As soon as his eyes narrowed, a smile suddenly appeared on Zhao Sheng's face.

He was so glad that he changed his face before he went to find master.

Even if Zhu Nianzi could really think of the person whose 30 days were reduced to 20 days with his pig brain as Zhao Sheng, he would certainly think that Zhao Sheng's appearance was the one after he changed his face.

It will not have much influence on disciple Dabi.

"Oh? What do you want?" Zhao Sheng shook his fist with a smile on his face.

One congenital late stage and two postnatal late stages, even if they go together, what is Zhao Sheng afraid of? It's just trash.

"It's very simple. When you came in just now, you were so rude that you broke the door of my room. Well, I can talk. You can leave your token for 20 days and leave it for 10 days to arrive at the spirit stone needed to repair the door. That's all right," said pig brain proudly.

But he didn't know Zhao Sheng at all, but he didn't know what Zhao Sheng's expression represented at this time.

"No, my Lord. It's very small to damage the door, but he's obviously undermining your dignity. If anyone can be like this in the future, how can you share the pressure for the holy land to do this job." Bao Bu lies down beside Zhu Yuzi with a flattering face, as if he had completely forgotten what happened before Zhao Sheng rushed in.

Zhu Jiazi gently tapped the long stick in his hand and agreed with what Bao Buping said.

Zhao Sheng, who watched all this quietly, looked at their performance with a smile at the corners of his mouth. When he saw the end, he couldn't help opening his mouth and added: "yes, how can it be only ten days? If I hadn't left all these twenty days?"

Zhu Jiazi, whose mouth was almost at the root of his ear, walked quickly to Zhao Sheng and said excitedly, "since you have said so, if I don't agree, it's obviously my affectation. Well, I'll take your 20 days, ha ha ha."

"Well, then, I'll give it to you these twenty days."

Zhao Sheng took a breath and squinted at Zhu's every move.

If you can become an external disciple in charge of the mission order in the mission hall, if the background doesn't matter, no one will believe it. After all, you can easily deduct the fat difference of task order reward. I don't know how many people have earned their heads for this.

"Well, get out of here after you give it to me. You're lucky today. Otherwise, hehe, I'd have broken your leg." Zhu Ganzi said fiercely while reaching for the token in Zhao Sheng's hand.

In a short distance, Zhu Yuzi soon met the token. But when he was ready to take the token away, he suddenly found that the token was held by Zhao Shengsheng.

Seeing this, Bao Buping immediately realized that this was a good opportunity to flatter: "hum! Sir, he must despise your authority! That's why he deliberately didn't give it to you!"

Zhu annoyed Zi with his strength and his hands were a little purple, but when he heard Bao Buping's words, he pretended to be light.

"You have a good mind. Yes, I won't care about the 100 spirit stones. If you don't be cruel to such a person, he won't know the greatness of heaven and earth. Go first. If you see the psychological shadow in the next bloody scene, it's bad. Remember to come to me when you're free, and I can arrange for you to do something."

"Thank you, sir, thank you!" Bao Buping said excitedly, and was almost kneeling down to Zhu Jiazi.

But the excited Bao Buping didn't realize that he was holding the figure with his thighs. At this time, his face was almost as purple as his hands because of his strength.

On the contrary, Zhao Sheng is still calm and smiling. He could see that people like Zhu Jiazi must spend a lot of time in this cubicle every day.

But why can his cultivation have a congenital late stage? Naturally, it has something to do with the outside practice room. Will a guy like him lack the use time of the practice room? Of course not.

Since ancient times, the types of cultivation have been divided into body cultivation and Qi cultivation, and there are many methods of cultivation.

However, one of them will lead to the weak strength of friars, that is, they don't do anything to improve their experience, just meditate constantly, rely on slow absorption, accumulate heaven and earth aura, and attack bottlenecks everywhere.

Unfortunately, Zhu Jiazi relied on this self thought good way to continuously improve his cultivation.

Zhao Sheng looked at the vengeance, with a proud face. When Bao Buping was about to pass by himself, he suddenly gave a violent drink!

"Hmm? Stop! Did I let you go?" intact, Zhao Sheng forwarded this sentence to Bao Buping.