I run a travel agency in the cultivation world

According to past experience, this scene can be suppressed with Lin Sheng's cultivation base.

But this time I don't know what happened, as soon as he opened his mouth, those foundation building stages exploded.

"Lin Sheng, you lost first to Yao Guangshu, a student from the foreign school, and then to Yang Zhao, a heretic monk. You have completely disgraced my Yunzhou Academy, so what right do you have to speak nonsense in front of us?"

"That's right, anyone who knows something about face has found a crack in the ground and crawled in."

"It's a pity that there is a person who doesn't know what a face is, and is still talking empty words in front of you and me!"

Lin Sheng's brows were bristled by these people, and his anger was boiling.

"No matter how useless I am, I used to be the leader of the Yunzhou Prefecture School. How dare you bark in front of me!"

Listening to the verbal confrontation between the two sides, Yang Zhao felt the unreasonable fire surge in his heart, and he covered his eyes in an instant.

She really wanted to slap them all into stickers to relieve her anger.

People here are not children anymore, can't tell what is the priority?

And in the face of Lin Sheng's counterattack in those foundation building stages, the viciousness in their eyes almost leaked out.

"Heh, the leader? You are ashamed to take the leader that the illegitimate daughter gave you!"

"The head of the Lin family doesn't cultivate his personal morality, and he has an illegitimate daughter who wants to occupy the position of the leader of Yunzhou Academy!"

"Who are you scolding for not cultivating personal virtue? How can you juniors be allowed to talk more about the elders' affairs? You really think that I dare not kill you!"

With a bang, Lin Sheng invited out the magic sword.

But these two words angered not only Lin Sheng, but Liu Shou, who was sitting next to him watching the play, quit and jumped out immediately.

"Senior Sister Lin's position as the leader is well-received by everyone. Why are you so crazy that you dare to criticize Senior Sister Lin in public?"

Those few foundation-building periods seemed to be red-eyed by scolding, and they sacrificed their magic tools, and they dared to spout anything from their mouths.

"We're going crazy! Hehe, it means that your young master Liu's eyes are always fixed on that illegitimate daughter. Why do you still want to marry an illegitimate daughter? You are not afraid of losing your status as a son of a family!"

"Damn, you two are spitting blood, Senior Sister Lin is like that beautiful pearl, how can I have such dirty thoughts."

Liu Shou's eyes turned red, and he also sacrificed the magic weapon.

The two sides spoke freely and had weapons in their hands. Their hearts became more courageous, and they didn't know who made the first move, so they fought in one place.

Although there were many people in those foundation building periods, but Lin Sheng's cultivation base was not only higher than those people, and with Liu Shou helping out, the two sides were evenly matched.

These people should be stabbed to death!
Yang Zhao tremblingly held down the Dragon Spear that was wandering around on his wrist, staring at the fighting crowd with red eyes.

Just these short-sighted things, dare to despise me, even if I am a heretic monk, I still suppress them and beat them.

If you dislike me in front of me, do you really think that I, Yang Zhao, have no temper?

How dare you make internal noise?I should beat them to their heart's content.

No... you can't hit people, at least you can't do it first, if you do it yourself, it's okay, do you have to pay them for the car?
Why should I pay them for a car?I have no money, I have to wait here, let them make the first move, and then they will pay for me to buy a car.

Yes, I have never bought a car when I grow up. What kind of car should I choose?

Wuling Mini?It's a bit small. Yang Yun sat in the car with his legs bent and hunchback, and he looked really useless.

Yang Yun... By the way, where did that bastard Yang Yun go?

I'm about to fight with others, why isn't he by my side?From childhood to adulthood, as long as they fight, the two of them must fight together. Why isn't Yang Yun here now?
Yang Zhao's heart tightened, and he walked around subconsciously. The desolation in his eyes was reflected in her bloodshot eyes, pouring cold water on her head and face.

No, this is not right.

The Dragon Spear on her wrist struggled to get out of her control, and the black-red blood energy spread from her wrist to her whole body.

"Calm down for a while!"

Yang Zhao firmly held down the dragon spear that was churning and churning in his wrist, his scarlet eyes turned to look at the group of students in the Qi training period.

I don't know when, the group of students in the Qi training period were all holding sticks and guns, their faces were full of anger, and they moved forward slowly, as if they wanted to surround Yang Zhao.

can i kill them?Can... no, I can't, how can I want to kill someone?

His eyes, which were a little bit clear, turned red again after being agitated by those students in the qi training period.

Murder violates the law, you will go to jail, maybe you can wait for them to call first, is it justifiable self-defense?
No, Yang Yun is not around, can he beat them?

What about Yang Yun?
"Roar!"

This roar seemed to ring in Yang Zhao's mind, making her dizzy and her ears buzzing.

Yang Zhao lowered his head dumbly, and found that the dragon spear in his wrist had already shown the image of a dragon, scarlet blood enveloping the whole body of the dragon, those red eyes seemed to contain boundless blood, staring at her resentfully.

But no matter how hard Jiaolong tossed about, he couldn't break free from Yang Zhao's shackles, it shook its head in Yang Zhao's palm, neighing in grief and indignation.

Flood Dragon Spear...Master Shen...Yang Yun....

Yang Zhao suddenly felt a chill in the back of her head, she jumped forward suddenly, and the Dragon Spear appeared in her hand and swung it violently behind her.

choking lang lang lang...

A dharma sword let Yang Zhao fly out.

She turned her head suddenly, and stared fiercely at the student in the Qi training period who attacked her first.

"Do you really don't want to live? If you don't want to live, you can just say it. Let me satisfy you, okay?"

"No, no, no..."

"Go!" I don't know who said it, the forty Qi training periods rushed up and surrounded Yang Zhao.

The swords and arrows were facing each other, and the arrows and halberds flew together. It seemed that the only way to relieve Yang Zhaoli's hatred was to kill Yang Zhaoli by the sword.

"No, this is not right..."

Yang Zhao took out the Fengling ball from his bosom, threw it into the sky and wrapped himself up.

Those magic weapons hit the wind bell ball one after another, making a dense sound of metal collisions, but she didn't hurt her at all.

She desperately controlled the trembling dragon gun in her hand, her scarlet eyes were clear for a while and crazy for a while.

"This is definitely not right. I am a good and law-abiding young man in the 21st century. How could I think of killing people?"

"Why am I angry? Why am I angry when they beat themselves up?"

"Don't be angry, life is like a play, hey, how do you recite the next sentence?"

"Prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony..."

"Fuck!"

Yang Zhao's forehead cleared suddenly, and the blood red all over the sky quickly dissipated before his eyes.

She suddenly realized and looked outside—these people are crazy!