Chapter 77 The Prestrate

Chapter 77 The Presbyterian

Seeing Chang Feihu go away, the stewerman's heart was relieved and scolded, "You are really fucking idiots, idiots. Don't open your dog's eyes and see clearly. Can you be rude to the elders? How dare you attack the elders! Are you tired of living? Hurry up and ask if the elder is here. It's dangerous! It's mysterious!" The stewer's cold sweat dripped down.

"Plop," the stewer's legs collapsed to the ground, "Oh, my God, thanks to the kindness of the elder, otherwise our family will all be executed...!" The stewman said to himself with a chill in his heart.

"You are still fucking standing here waiting to die. Go and send the news the elder wants to ask!" He howled hysterically in a cold sweat like a rainstorm.

A Fu Zhushi's leg and stomach have turned, but he still walked out crookedly inside and out, "Damn it! I...I...I'll go in person." The stewor almost fainted and said feebly. For a moment, he felt the world spinning, as if his soul had been frightened away.

Several people also said submissively, "He... his waist card is just... just a wish."

The stewart suddenly jumped up and scolded: "Farm! Can the Fushi exert such a high deterrent? Try to give me a soul pressure! Be rude to the elders and rude to the elders! It's reasonable and unreasonable. It's lucky to be able to save your fucking life. He's still here humming for me and get out of here. If the elder refuses to be me, I will fucking kill you first!"

The stewman was so angry that he stood up trembling, changed his clean clothes, wiped his face randomly, and was ready to see Chang Feihu.

Chang Feihu was in a bad mood. Originally, he came out to relax, but he was so angry that he went back and was not in the mood to hang out. He took the two back to his residence and Nan Li and said, "Brother, I want to go back to Shanfumen."

Nan Li thought for a moment and said, "After all, we were entrusted by the old man to Yuan Shan's team. It's better to ask Yuan Shan's opinion. What do you think?"

Chang Feihu nodded and said, "I'll go to find my brother." He came to Yuanshan's door and knocked in and said, "Brother, didn't go out today?"

Yuan Shan was also bored and said, "It's boring to go out. There is nothing outside. Those barbarian beasts seem to have been discussed. They are all gone, and there is no task in the sect."

"Well... let's go back." Chang Feihu said at the right time.

"Go back? You... Oh, you have the right to go back at any time. Why? Are you unhappy to live here? Yuan Shan asked with a smile.

"I miss the master." Chang Feihu said insincerely, "I came out with you, so I want to ask for your opinion, and I don't know if you can leave now for the purpose of coming here!" If you just take me out, you should be able to go now.

Yuan Shan raised his eyebrows and smiled and said, "I came here for materials, and I was also ordered by your master to protect your experience. Now that you have a master, you should go back with you."

Speaking of this, Yuan Shan's words turned around: "But when you come, you are free, and when you want to leave, you are not free, and the disciples of Shanfumen also have the responsibility to help guard the gate here. When you go back, you can practice, and you can still practice here. Why don't you... wait a little longer?"

Yuan Shan's words are reasonable, and Chang Feihu is not easy to object. He can go back by himself, but after all, it is un morality, and Chang Feihu also knows the importance of the law here.

At this time, the steward of the affairs hall was sweating and was taken to the doorkeeper by the gatekeeper. The courtyard where Chang Feihu lived was originally unattended, but his behavior on the city tower aroused the idea of the resident elder of Shouyangguan. When he inquired, he knew that he was the apprentice of Yuan Fengming, the old man of the clan.

Yuan Fengming's power in Shanfumen is second only to the suzerain, which is above the elder. Of course, he is the object of his abusing, and Chang Feihu is already an elder. Professionals above the elders of Shanfumen have great rights. Of course, they enjoy the treatment of the guard system. Therefore, they will be sent immediately after learning the accurate information. Guard, this is still what happened after Chang Feihu came back from shopping.

"The elder, the stewman of the office is waiting for a meeting, and now the porter is waiting." The guard who came in said respectfully

Chang Feihu's anger has subsided a lot, but he is not very happy: "B brought in." He waved his hand and said, then turned around and sat down, took out a jar of rice wine and drank it deliciously, picked up the elder's shelf and waited for the person who was about to come in.

The stewman wiped his tears as he walked. He really cried, but this was not the place to cry, so he had to endure it all the way. The stewman of the affairs hall ran in in fear and knelt down, kowtowed like garlic and said, "The villain deserves to die. Please forgive me!"

After drinking, Chang Feihu's mouth squeaked and blinked his very interested eyes. However, when the stewmer boldly looked up at the elder, Chang Feihu immediately changed his face into a very angry look. A pair of eyes even glowed fiercely, but he couldn't help pulling up an unknown at the corners of his mouth. A smile.

The stewid's eyes just met Chang Feihu's eyes. He looked at the angry elder. The stewistrate looked very scared. Seeing that Chang Feihu was not a good face, he immediately lay on the ground in fear, raised the hand he used to train people, and suddenly hit his face fiercely, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding. Then he climbed back a step or two and cried loudly. He could not imagine how it would provoke the elder's anger, so fear made him curl up together and tremble.

Chang Feihu was shocked by the stewerman's behavior and thought that his spirit had been stimulated by some terrible violence. His little face should have been handsome, but he was tortured by the embarrassing pain of the stewman!

The steward said all kinds of regrets and some broken words desperately, crying loudly and bursting into tears.

Chang Feihu was very uncomfortable by him. His bright eyes were extinguished in such a cry, and the majestic face of the elder was lost, leaving only helplessness.

Under such a cry, his anger died out with his sympathy, and all his anger could not grow in his sympathetic and sad heart anyway, as if the most sad and touching tragedy was being staged in front of him, and the stewbearer cried out a scene of an early hell being formed.

"Shut up, don't cry or talk. Whoever says a word without permission," I twisted his head. Chang Feihu's face was very pale and blue. He covered his ears with his hand and looked at the stewerman gently with a sense of surprise, disgust and lesson.

This very special order really worked, and the deadly silence immediately enveloped the room. Even Yuan Shan was surprised how Chang Feihu could say such an unexpected thing. After a moment of silence, Chang Feihu knocked on the table with his fingers: "Go on, say something useful. Keep these nonsense back and talk about it."

"The elder's prestige, the elder Shenwu, the elder, you don't care about the villain, the elder... your heart is very good... very kind! There are many black-hearted people in the world, if they can be like elders! Since then, the world has been flat all over the world. The steward didn't cry, thinking about some flattering words that sounded sweaty and goose bumps.

Hearing this, Chang Feihu was happy. He grinned and simply got up from the chair and squatted on the chair. It seemed that only in this way could it sound more interesting. He showed all kinds of scratching his ears and cheeks, and the elder's prestige was gone, because the different expressions of expressions could not be drawn with the image of the elder. The face is full of all kinds of expressions, but there is only a lack of angry expressions. His image makes people who see it want to laugh but dare not laugh, and it is uncomfortable that people can't laugh.

"Okay. I love to hear that!" The elder squatting on the chair said, and looked very useful, 'Because Chang Feihu thinks that this guy has a good foundation for flattery, which is almost as good as his own skill to please the master. He couldn't say what kind of good he had for such a person, which made the stewer feel relieved. He even echoed the elder with a fake smile on his face. The elder, please accept it with a smile. This is a little heart of the little man. The stewlet took out a large bag of square charm and put it on the table, and quickly retreated to kneel down and continued to say these words that he was best. .

Chang Feihu was very moved by this cynical words and the flattery of the elder. Throw all kinds of unhappiness into hell and let the best mood be above the nine eyes.

"Shut your mouth!"

Suddenly, Chang Feihu interrupted the steward's words, because after the other party said all kinds of numb words, he showed ease, and his eyes were full of pride. The eyes were clearly saying, "Look, no matter who he is, he did not obediently raise his hand and surrender under his flattering flattering and sugar-coated shells. Of."

Chang Feihu gritted his teeth when he saw such a beat. Crossed his hands to make his knuckles ringing, as if all the bones of both hands were ringing loudly. As if he came back again with unremitting anger at that moment, the stewman cried again in fear and kowtowed again. For unknown reason, he felt that the elder's resentment and anger were about to vent on him.

"Hey! You don't know what you are thinking, don't think I know what's on your mind!" Chang Feihu said harshly and knocked on the table with his fist to make all the jars on the table jump up.

"Hey! Say, what are you thinking about when you are full of bad water?" Chang Feihu asked, and he slapped the table and urged the stewerman to answer.

Yuan Shan looked at the new elder of Shanfumen strangely and didn't understand why he was happy and angry. He said curiously, "Don't be angry. You have to confuse your brother!"