The School Flower Dormitory Is Haunted, I Broke Into It Drunk And Was Watched

Chapter 148 Questioning Under The Pupil Technique



Chapter 148 Questioning Under The Pupil Technique

Yang Dadong is the security captain of Qilixiang Winery, and also a bronze medal disciple of Daomen.

At this moment, he is sitting bored in the shade of a tree in front of the winery to enjoy the cool, very comfortable.

Qilixiang Winery is the domain of Daomen, and under normal circumstances, it is impossible for anyone to make trouble.

This security captain can be said to be a post for the elderly, which is suitable for a lay-flat person like him.

"Brother Dong, life is getting more and more difficult. I really hope that the winery will hold an auction soon so that we can meet those big shots."

There were a few younger brothers sitting next to Yang Dadong, and one of them was full of longing in his eyes.

There was an auction held in the winery last month, and all kinds of handsome figures came in and out, but he was dumbfounded.

Yang Dadong took the fan and fanned it lightly, his eyes full of disdain.

Although he is only in the middle stage of Taoism, he has seen the young Taoist king, and he no longer takes Taoist commander seriously.

"Xiao Bei, those who came to the auction are just ordinary geniuses, you have to remember, if a handsome boy looking for wine comes into the winery, he is the real boss."

The disciple named Xiaobei stood up excitedly.

"I know who Brother Dong is talking about. It's our thirteenth elder! His story has spread all over our winery. I met him two months ago. He's really handsome and chic. , all the beautiful maids in our village can't wait to pay him back!"

Xiaobei's eyes were full of longing, and he continued:

"However, the Thirteenth Elder is really powerful. At the auction more than two months ago, a priest from the Ghost Licking Cult showed his feet. , Kill him directly!"

"I hadn't come at that time, so it was a pity that I didn't see that battle."

"However, I went to clean up the battlefield afterwards. The entire cover of the huge main hall was lifted, and a ten-centimeter-thick dust piled up on the ground. Bricks and steel bars were mixed together. What level of Taoism is there? Such a great power!"

Several small security guards around listened with gusto, and looked at Brother Dong together at this moment.

"Is what Xiao Bei said true? Is our Thirteenth Elder really that powerful?"

A trace of memory appeared in Yang Dadong's eyes, and he closed his fan with a smile after a few seconds.

"You are asking the right person. I happened to be at the scene of that battle. The strength of the thirteenth elder really cannot be described in words."

"That night, the priest suddenly became the ghost king, and the space froze. I have lived for forty years. This kind of ghost technique is really unheard of. At that time, I thought that everyone present was going to die. The elder came with a trick of the original god coming out of the body!"

"Heh, the ghost king is a bird.

Get killed in seconds! "

Hearing this, everyone gasped.

"So, it is true that the thirteen elders personally killed the Dao King at the Dao League meeting?"

"This matter is already settled, and there is also the emperor-level battle outside Shanhaiguan. I overheard the Sixth Elder saying after drinking that the young Taoist Emperor is our Thirteenth Elder!"

When Yang Dadong said this, he suppressed his voice to the extreme, and only a few security guards could hear him.

"Damn it! So, isn't our thirteenth elder invincible? I've seen that video. A sword so big that it falls from the sky is hard for a god!"

Xiaobei's admiration for Mo Yun deepened.

The same boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, why is the other party so outstanding?

"Invincible? Impossible for a god? It's so terrifying!"

An old and majestic voice sounded out of nowhere.

Several security guards nodded.

There are thirteen elders who are like wine and sword immortals, who would dare to run wild on the Taoist territory?

Thinking of this, there is no burden for everyone to lie flat and paddle through the day.

At this time, that majestic voice sounded again.

"Your thirteen elders are invincible in the world, have the three emperor-level powerhouses admitted it?"

"Who is talking?"

It was only then that everyone realized that an outsider interrupted and spoke in an extremely arrogant tone.

Several people stood up one after another, turned their heads, and saw an old man in a red Taoist robe standing at the gate.

Behind the old man is a blond overseas man.

"Who are you?"

Yang Dadong frowned, but still snorted coldly, and said:

"Who are the three emperor-level powerhouses? Our thirteenth elders don't need anyone to admit it. The best proof is to kill the emperor-level ghost Heishan Old Demon!"

Several security guards followed suit and nodded in agreement.

The old man didn't look at them at all, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Hehe, the Black Mountain old demon is just a ghost emperor who just came out of customs. He will be finished if he meets any of the three great emperors. Your thirteen elders killed him, which only shows that his strength is above the early stage of the emperor level, which is nothing. .”

"Old man, are you here to find fault?"

Following Yang Dadong's words, several security guards drew their long swords one after another.

"I'm here to kill! Your thirteenth elder, Mo Yun, is dead!"

As soon as these words came out, a powerful murderous aura erupted immediately, and Yang Dadong and the others felt their breath stagnate.

After blinking, the old man at the door suddenly disappeared, only the archbishop was still standing there.

Several people turned around and looked into the winery, only to see that the old man was walking Shi Shiran, and he had already reached several places.

A hundred meters away.

"Fuck! Is this teleportation!"

Yang Dadong lost his voice involuntarily.

In the blink of an eye, the old man had disappeared. Just as he was about to go in and find him out, the archbishop stood in front of them with a flash.

"You can't bother him."

"Hey! Boy, you came from abroad, why are your parents missing?"

The hostile eyes of several security guards fell on the archbishop.

The archbishop showed a bright smile, arched his hands and said politely:

"My name is Tom. You can call me Tom. My elder has already gone in to find someone. Let's wait here."

"Heh, the boy speaks Chinese fluently, trespassing on the Taoist territory, this is going to..."

Yang Dadong was uttering harsh words, Xiaobei who was beside him hastily stopped him.

"Captain, you carefully sense his state, it seems to be the late Taoist king!"

"hiss……"

Yang Dadong was taken aback. After swallowing hard, he stood there respectfully with a few younger brothers, not daring to fart anymore.

The clever Xiaobei secretly took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Hey, Sixth Elder, an old man has broken into the winery, and there is an overseas man in the late Taoist period at the gate of our winery!"

In a hall, the Sixth Elder looked at the red-clothed old man who suddenly appeared in front of him, and said softly:

"I know, don't get involved in this matter."

After speaking, I hung up the phone.

The Sixth Elder carefully looked at the old man in front of him, only to feel that the Taoism in the other party was like a great river, surging and endless.

It seems that Ni Tianchen didn't hide his strength anymore.

"You are the Sixth Elder of the Dao Sect? Tell me where Mo Yun is, and I will spare you!"

"Are you against heaven?"

"Oh? Even a little handsome Daoist recognizes me?"

"I don't know you, but when the intelligence department investigated Mu Chen, they also dug up your information."

The sixth elder kept silent when he said this.

Ni Tianchen seemed to see through his mind, snorted coldly, his red pupils shrank slightly, and clapped his hands together in front of him.

An overwhelming momentum emanated.

"There are a total of three hundred and sixty-nine people in the winery, come here!"

The Sixth Elder frowned, knowing that the big man in front of him had performed a spell.

This voice is not a thousand-mile sound transmission technique, but an order directly from the depths of the soul, which cannot be resisted.

He blinked, and suddenly found that more than 300 people from the whole winery gathered in this hall.

Everyone looked at me and at you, their faces full of doubt and panic.

They were busy with the matter at hand one second, why did they all appear in this hall the next second?

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