parentshiftbook Chapter 129 As long as everyone dies! Dijiang: Damn it! This kid's selling weapons again!
Chapter 129 As long as everyone dies! Dijiang: Damn it! This kid's selling weapons again!
"No...this absolutely won't do!"
"I am a close follower of the Dao Ancestor, a future Quasi-Saint of the Primordial World, and a great power of the Three Realms!"
"Make me crawl on the ground like a maggot?"
"What else is there to sing about loving you alone in the dark alley?"
"If word gets out, where will my dignity be? Where will the Dao Ancestor's face be?"
Haotian shook his head repeatedly, even though this magic weapon could control the entire scene and was a huge slap in the face.
He simply couldn't get over that mental hurdle.
That's way too abstract!
Looking at Haotian's stubborn pride and the way he suffers for it.
Zhao Gongming sighed.
I decided to give him a profound lesson in prehistoric sociology.
"Uncle-Master, how foolish you are!"
Zhao Gongming stepped forward and earnestly advised him.
He began to patiently and persuasively output his own distorted theory.
"Uncle-Master, think about it!"
"If someone dies, then they really die; they're a clown."
"But the problem is, all the powerful beings in the entire primordial world are now using abstract magical artifacts!"
"This isn't just social death, this is trend!"
"Do you think you can save face if you don't use it?"
"Wrong, terribly wrong!"
Zhao Gongming asked a soul-searching question.
"If you don't use it, you'll be utterly crushed by others using abstract magical artifacts!"
"You'll always be the one getting bullied!"
"If you use it, you'll just be doing some slightly strange things yourself."
"But everyone's already been through the wringer, so who has the right to laugh at anyone else?"
"Is this considered a social disaster?"
"That's what you call 'as long as I'm not embarrassed, it's everyone else who's embarrassed!'"
"If everyone is a pervert, then perversion is the norm!"
boom!
Zhao Gongming's twisted yet logically consistent sophistry.
It completely shut down Haotian's brain.
Haotian's eyes widened, and his mouth opened slightly.
They were so shocked that they were speechless.
"this……"
"At first glance... it seems like there really isn't a problem?!"
Haotian instantly recalled the humiliation he had suffered recently.
Back then, that scoundrel Dijiang, relying on his broken stretcher and wheelchair, tried to scam him.
He threw the stretcher down, lay down on the ground, and wouldn't get up!
Moreover, Dijiang has become cunning now; he doesn't want magic weapons or rare treasures, he's just a disgusting person!
They insisted on forcing Haotian to say nice things to praise him!
"Your brother Di is so cool! Tell me he's really handsome!"
To avoid further trouble, Haotian uttered a humiliating "hanging".
As a result, Dijiang was pleased to hear this and immediately sat in his wheelchair.
Last night, as soon as the background music started playing on Mount Akina, I ran away at lightning speed!
They didn't give Haotian any chance to react or fight back at all!
Recalling that humiliating period of history.
The confusion in Haotian's eyes vanished instantly.
Instead, a resolute fire of revenge burned within them.
"Damn it, nephew, you're right!"
"Saving face is nothing! I'm going to get my revenge today!"
"Now I have an abstract magic weapon too! I'm going to slap that Dijiang's big face into a pig's head!!"
Looking at Haotian, who had regained his fighting spirit.
Zhao Gongming nodded in satisfaction.
But at the same time, he was also completely bewildered.
"Uncle-Master Dijiang's popularity... is truly unparalleled in the primordial world!"
"They are completely opposite to Uncle Hongyun."
"Uncle Hongyun is a friend to everyone in the entire prehistoric world."
"Wherever I go, someone will treat me to a meal."
"Uncle-Master Dijiang has enemies wherever he goes; all the powerful beings in the entire prehistoric world want to kill him!"
"How annoying must someone be to deserve a beating?"
Just as Zhao Gongming was secretly complaining.
Outside Zixiao Palace, a boastful and irritating shout suddenly rang out.
"Haotian, Brother Haotian!"
"Get out here!"
"I know you're home, don't hide inside and stay silent!"
Who else could it be but Dijiang who could make that voice?
It turns out that Dijiang was tricked by the Taoist Ran Deng a while ago.
I've been holding in a rage, and it's really bothering me.
He dared not go to Randeng, nor did he dare go to Dijun.
I was thinking of finding an honest person to vent my frustrations on.
Looking across the entire primordial world, is there anyone more honest than the attendant beside the Dao Ancestor?
Zixiao Palace is, after all, the Daoist temple of Master Hongjun.
Although Dijiang was a reckless man, he wasn't so brainless as to dare to disrupt the Dao Ancestor's territory.
He simply stood at the doorway, challenging Haotian to come out.
Give him a good thrashing, then listen to a few compliments to vent your anger.
I heard shouting and cursing outside the door.
Haotian, inside the side hall, suddenly had eyes that shone like a two-thousand-watt light bulb!
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Damn it, I've been waiting for you, you bastard!!"
Haotian grabbed the black leather jacket.
They charged out aggressively.
Zhao Gongming, who remained where he was, shook his head helplessly and let out a long sigh.
"well……"
"Uncle-Master Dijiang, you're really unlucky."
"Why is it that every time someone else gets new equipment..."
"How come you always manage to walk right into the line of fire?"
"This is simply the number one sacrificial lamb in the entire primordial world!"
Zhao Gongming quickly took out the recording stone.
Concealing himself, he quietly followed them out.
……
Outside the Zixiao Palace, Dijiang was carrying a stretcher.
Humming a little tune, he happily made plans in his heart.
"Hehe, ever since I got taught a lesson, I don't ask for anything when I try to scam people anymore."
"I'm just a disgusting person; I call it emotional value to get others to praise me!"
"When Haotian comes out in a bit, I'm going to make him call me 'Brother Dijiang, the most handsome man in the world' three times!"
I was just thinking about it.
boom!
The gates of Zixiao Palace suddenly opened.
Haotian rushed out with a murderous look on his face.
Dijiang's eyes lit up. Just as he was about to throw the stretcher on the ground, he asked for the footage.
"Oh, Brother Haotian..."
However, he didn't even have time to finish a single sentence.
All that could be seen was Haotian on the opposite side.
Without hesitation, he put on a black leather jacket.
hum!
An irresistible law of the dark alley instantly enveloped the entire void!
Dijiang felt his whole body stiffen.
They were directly and forcefully held in place.
He couldn't even move a single finger.
"Huh, what's going on?!"
Before Dijiang could react...
The mighty Haotian, a quasi-saint, was actually at the gate of Zixiao Palace.
In front of Dijiang, he suddenly collapsed to the ground with a thud!
Immediately afterwards, Haotian was like a maggot.
It began to writhe and squirm wildly on the ground, pupating forward like a pupa! (The author also experienced this in space.)
While catching the cricket pupae, he spoke with a hoarse, desperate voice.
His voice, filled with a sense of vicissitude and resilience, began to sing loudly.
"I love you when you walk alone through dark alleys, I love your unyielding spirit!"
"I've faced despair with love, but I refuse to shed a single tear!"
Dijiang: "???"
Dijiang looked at Haotian crawling on the ground like a maggot.
I'm completely baffled.
His brain was trembling violently.
My worldview was devastated.
"What...what is going on?!"
"Has Haotian gone mad? He's the Dao Ancestor's attendant!"
"Why did you get up from the ground?!"
"Is it that abstract?!"
Just as Dijiang was completely bewildered.
Snapped!
In the void, there was a giant black hand formed from shadows.
It emerged from the shadows without warning.
It slapped Dijiang hard across the face!
This slap, though not fatal.
But the sound is crisp and loud, and extremely insulting!
"Ouch!"
Dijiang's face turned to the side after being hit.
Followed by.
Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
Countless black palms emerged from the shadows all around.
He unleashed a flurry of powerful, rapid-fire attacks on Dijiang's rugged face!
"Hey, don't hit my face!"
Dijiang was so dizzy from the slaps that his head was buzzing.
At that moment, he suddenly caught a key word.
"Wait, abstract?!"
Dijiang endured the excruciating pain on his face.
With difficulty, he turned his eyes, catching a fleeting glimpse of something amazing.
He happened to see it through the crack in the half-closed door behind the Zixiao Palace gate.
Zhao Gongming is holding up a glittering photographic stone.
He had that signature wicked grin on his face.
Boom!
Dijiang's heart sank to the bottom, and his soul trembled.
"Zhao Gongming, you son of a bitch, you're selling weapons again!"
Dijiang let out a desperate wail in his heart.
"Maru-la!!!"