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Qin Sheng is a disgrace in Wu Yunlong's life!

Wu Yunlong's background is not very high, but it is not low. Even his teacher, a little sage, never slapped him.

In front of him, Qin Sheng couldn't help it. He was slapped three times by the cultivation of Vientiane!

At that time, it happened so fast that it was even faster than the lightning and flint. Wu Yunlong was still in a daze and was slapped three times.

Although Wu Yunlong lost his soul contract, as a real saint, he was not humiliated by Qin Sheng.

With soul appointment in front and lonely dust sword as the witness of soul appointment, even if Wu Yunlong wanted to kill Qin Sheng on the spot, he couldn't help it.

Originally, he felt that he would never meet Qin Sheng again in his life.

It's just a servitude disciple. He may be trapped in semi holy land for generations. Besides, the death rate of servitude disciples is very high.

Wu Yunlong can't reveal any news to the public. But Qin Sheng, who humiliated him, appears again.

"Holy land, he smelt a holy land?"

Wu Yunlong was a little shocked. His face was full of disbelief and doubt.

In fact, it's no wonder that Wu Yunlong suspects that it's not long since time passed. Qin Sheng directly melted the holy land. Even if Wu Yunlong asked himself, he could not do it.

Hearing this, Qin Sheng looked up and saw Wu Yunlong. He was also a little surprised. Unexpectedly, he had a narrow path of enemies. He met his enemies just after leaving the temple of Heilong mountain.

"It's me. Is your face better?"

Qin Sheng asked quietly, seemingly concerned, in fact reminding Wu Yunlong of some past events.

As expected, Wu Yunlong was most afraid of Qin Sheng's mention of his being humiliated. He was a powerful man in the triple holy land, and could be a leader in the declining Heilong mountain temple with his strength.

However, Wu Yunlong can only be a small leader in Qingyang sect, which is a little short of the commander level.

"Qin Sheng, you are dying!"

Wu Yunlong glared at Qin Sheng angrily. His eyebrows were full of anger. His face was so gloomy that he could drip water. He dared not make a voice, but only to warn Qin Sheng by sending a voice.

After all, today's Wu Yunlong represents Qingyang sect. If Dongchen song knew that he had been humiliated, how could Dongchen song hold his thigh firmly.

According to Wu Yunlong's character to dongchenge, let alone holding his thigh, it's lucky that he didn't kick off.

"Well?"

Qin Sheng narrowed his eyes, as if he didn't hear Wu Yunlong's furious voice, but said to himself, "look at my memory, I just slapped it a few times. I didn't use much strength at that time, and I think it would have been cured."

As soon as the voice came out, the whole temple fell into silence.

Every saint who can stand here is a saint, and no saint is a fool.

Even ordinary martial artists can guess the dialogue between Qin Sheng and Wu Yunlong, especially the song of Dongchen, whose handsome face is not happy.

However, in the identity and status of dongchenge, it is absolutely impossible to ask a subordinate of Heilongshan Temple who has only one holy land of cultivation.

Wu Yunlong's body is stiff. He wants to attack, but he dares to be angry and dare not speak. In his mind, there is more than one idea that he will never die with Qin Sheng. But when he looks at the environment here, he doesn't dare to start.

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