surnamed Wang

Chapter 404 Taunt
On the sixth floor of Tangmen Dungeon, Hong Mao has been here with Tang Jing for two days. Tang Jing won two games and lost two in four games. Think about life in a corner.

On the ring, Hong Mao finally found an opponent as he wished. The two fought for a quarter of an hour, but there was still no winner. The young man did not fight an uncertain battle. He had learned about the prisoner's details through the guards in black beforehand. Speed, without losing the wind.

The prisoner on the opposite side had been humiliated by the young man before—to be precise, the entire sixth floor of the prisoner had been scolded by him, and now his hands were extremely fierce, and his moves were hitting the vital point without leaving any room for harm.

Hong Mao managed to catch the opportunity, how can he waste it, he played very seriously, he did not look lazy in the usual way, but after the fight, the young man did not give up on his mouth, and he would irritate the opponent with words from time to time, which is exactly the same as his grandfather , It really echoed the old man Ye's phrase "toads have no hair, follow their roots".

"Rolling Thunder, is this what you are capable of?" Seeing that the other party was short in stature, Hong Mao thought of giving him a nickname, which was extremely humiliating.

The prisoner, who was short but strong enough, licked his lips, and turned the machete in his hand again and again, who cares about Tangmen's strange poison, he will definitely chop this kid into stuffed buns in a while.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Hong Mao shook the sword in his hand and continued:

"See, you are not as tall as my master's sword, so watch when you jump up later, and don't bump into my master's knee."

"Stinky boy, you didn't know where you were when I was happy with your mother, but now you dare to speak wild words in front of me?"

The dwarf couldn't help but retorted, but just this one sentence made the face of the boy across the street darken instantly, only to see Hong Mao showing a cold face, and said in a deep voice:
"Are you looking for death?"

After all, the young man raised his sword and stabbed, the short man quickly dodged when he saw this, Hong Mao directly used the frightening swordsmanship, and after four or five moves in a row, the short man really had to roll to the ground to dodge.

"Don't play anymore, it's boring." The boy said, and swung his sword directly.

The sword energy swept across, thanks to the fact that the opponent was short enough to dodge it by lowering his head, but even so, a piece of hair was cut off, and the cold sword energy brushed across the top of his head, the dwarf felt his hair standing on end from his neck to his tail roots.

"Are you fucking serious?" the dwarf touched the top of his head and said with lingering fear.

"Rolling mine, you are too weak, the young master just used two successes."

After Hong Mao finished speaking, he put his sword into its sheath, turned his head and walked down the ring.

……

"Junior brother, am I just now powerful and prestige?"

Hong Mao said to Tang Jing with a playful smile, and the latter replied indifferently: "It's just picking the weakest one."

"Don't worry about whether you are the weakest or not. You are still a prisoner on the sixth floor. Brother, I will take it down without any effort. It seems that my skill is indeed a little bit higher than yours."

Tang Jing was too lazy to talk to him, turned his head and walked towards the resting place, Hong Mao hurriedly chased after him and said:

"Don't be too stubborn, just find a prisoner to make do with the task and finish the task. Why do you have to go into a dead end?"

"The sparrow knows the ambition of the swan."

"What kind of pot is the red pot? I've heard of the chamber pot before."

……

After eating, Tang Jing rested his head on his arms and looked up at the beams of the house. According to this progress, when and how long would he be able to be with Senior Sister Yun.

Hong Mao, with a hot face and a cold butt, still didn't give up, leaned over and asked:
"Junior brother, do you have someone in mind?"

Tang Jing turned his head, "Why do you ask this?"

"Because I was thinking, for a person like you with good skills and good looks, there should be many women in the sect who admire you."

Tang Jing was about to answer when he heard the words, but the other party continued:

"Of course, no matter how good your skills are, there is still a certain gap between me and you, and you may scare the girl away with a stern face all day long, so I am a little uncertain, brother."

Perhaps it was due to Hong Mao's own sarcastic nature, he could never say a few good things, which made Tang Jing, who thought it would be okay to answer at first, lost the desire to speak in an instant.

……

The two were silent for a long time, and Hong Mao stared at Tang Jing for a long time. The latter didn't speak until he couldn't stand being stared at:

"There is one person I like, she is also an inner disciple, her name is Tang Yun."

"Oh? Then, have you ever expressed your love to Miss Tang Yun?" Hong Mao said with bright eyes.

Tang Jing shook his head, "Men should establish a career first, and then consider starting a family. I want to be a direct disciple of the master."

"Big mistake!"

Hong Mao slapped Tang Jing on the shoulder abruptly, scaring him into a fright, and then stood up, pretending to be seasoned:
"Old man Ye... Well, when my grandfather was young, he was a family first, and in the end he became a generation of knights, and now he is very successful in the world."

"Then your grandparents are in a good relationship?"

"No, my grandma left Old Man Ye when she was pregnant with my father, because he was away all day and couldn't stay home."

"...you go, I want to be quiet."

Tang Jing turned over, leaving the opponent with a back view.

"Quiet? Don't you like Miss Yun? Why did you fall in love so quickly? Junior brother, a man who walks everywhere, really shouldn't be slowed down by women, but you can't see one and love the other..."

"roll!"

……

Hong Mao was kicked out of the room with a puzzled face. He still doesn't understand where he offended the other party. Looking at the uncertain light and darkness outside, he doesn't know the exact time at this moment. Thinking that he is not tired now, he plans to pick another opponent. Play a game.

At the same time, in the third cell, Li Huoyun's face was flushed, and white gas came out of his half-bald head. He resisted the sharp pain in his body and tried to lower his roar.

A quarter of an hour later, Li Huoyun's face suddenly changed, and he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood. A small bug was wriggling in the black blood. Li Huoyun raised his foot and crushed the bug to death without hesitation.

The disciple of the Tang Sect who was in charge of the guard heard the sound, and looked in from the prison door, "Li Huoyun, what are you doing?" the guard scolded in a low voice, and subconsciously touched the bell on his waist.

In the prison cell, Li Huoyun stood up calmly, staring at the other party with cold eyes, and in the next breath, there was a loud bang from the prison door, and the iron door, which was as thick as a palm, flew out of the stone wall.

The guard had quick eyes and quick hands, rolled and hid in the distance, and then took off the bell and shook it desperately. What surprised him was that Li Huoyun, who should have fallen to the ground and howled, looked at him mockingly at this moment as if nothing happened.

The guard in black immediately realized that something was wrong, and just as he was about to call for someone, the old man had already approached.

"The old man said, I want to decide your heart and soul."

After all, Li Huoyun poked out the knife directly.

……

Hong Mao wandered all the way towards the entrance. The weakest of the remaining prisoners should be the pervert in the second cell. I heard that this person was originally a disciple of the Tang Sect. Later, he didn't inhale the poison when he practiced it, so he made himself Men are not men and women are not women.

Although he is not very skilled, he is extremely disgusting. Many male disciples in the sect were plotted against by him, and the back court was lost. The sect really had no choice, so they locked him up.

Hong Mao was thinking about how to deal with this guy for a while, but a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ear:

"Boy, the old man has come to fulfill his promise."

……

(End of this chapter)