Yun Family’s Little Nine is Super Mischievous

Pen Fun Club www.wuxiaspot.com, the fastest update of the latest chapter of Yunjia Xiaojiu Super Pic!

The German master took the stage and announced the rules of the second round of the Buddha power competition. The competition was divided into ten innings, and the first to win six innings was the winner.

This round of competition still restricts the participation to only the circle character generation of bitter Zen and the silence character generation of Zen.

The people of the bitter Zen Buddhism are full of confidence in this round of competition. Both their disciples and their experience are much higher than those of Zen ’s quiet character. .

As soon as the German master read out the rules of the competition, Yuantong jumped onto the competition platform.

His gaze fell directly on Yun Chujiu, and said a little sarcastically: "The poor monk suffering Zen has led to the challenge of Zen loneliness, loneliness, won't you dare to fight?"

Everyone's eyes focused on Yun Chujiu, waiting for her answer.

Yun Chujiu folded his hands together and said lightly: "The monk does not speak slang words, and the poor monks really dare not fight."

Yuantong: "..."

The onlookers suddenly fried the pot, and there was much discussion.

"Huh, this lonely little monk is so courageous, he is not afraid of losing Zen's face? Even if he is for Zen's face, he should fight, it is too shameful!"

"What you said makes sense, that loneliness is the true disciple of the head of Zen. It would be a little unreasonable to retreat without fighting."

Of course, some people also disagreed and said, "You can't say that. If you know that you won't be defeated and you still come to power, you will make Zen lose a game.

"That's right, not everyone has the courage to admit that their strength is not good, this lonely little monk is really impressive."

...

Yuantong on the stage almost died of anger, and the original preparation lost its function instantly.

He thought that the lonely young monk might find a variety of excuses to get off the stage. By then he would break through his lies one by one, but he never thought that he would say so bluntly ... not dare?

Yuantong glanced at Yun Chujiu's appearance of an old god, and was even more annoyed in his heart. He said that if he said something more unpleasant, he wouldn't believe that he could still rely on him.

So he sneered: "Loneliness, are you too useless? Even have the courage to get on stage?"

"Amitabha, no." The lonely little monk said frankly with his hands together.

Yuantong gritted his teeth: "As a true disciple of Zen master, you act like a turtle with a head down, don't you feel ashamed?"

"Amitabha, no." The lonely little monk said without any waves.

Yuantong couldn't believe his ears. He called him a tortoise. Is this loneliness still breathless? Is this person too determined or too thick-skinned?

After all, Yuantong is a monk, so it is not good to scold other unpleasant words, and despise:

"Since your loneliness in Zen doesn't dare to fight, who came to the stage to test? If no one dared to fight, this round would be considered a poor monk."

At this time, Yun Chujiu said: "Wait, the poor monk has something unclear, can you give the poor monk one or two?"

Yuantong looked at Yun Chuji suspiciously for a few moments, thinking, could this lonely figure it out? Want to come on stage?

Therefore, patiently said: "Although said."

Yun Chujiu smiled faintly: "If someone gave a gift to the poor monk, but the poor monk refused, how to determine the attribution of this gift?"

Yuantong pursed his lips and sneered contemptuously: "Does this still have to ask? The person who gave you the gift naturally returns to the original owner."