Passing by the place where he fought with the monk in his thirties, Haikui stepped out of his body and looked down at it, and his breath was released in an instant.
Ten years have passed, and Haikui doesn’t know if it seems that more than thirty monks are still there.
When he was eager to fight Haikui in the past, he dragged him off. Today, Haikui sometimes fights with him. His heart is full of fighting spirit and anger, and he feels uncomfortable. He just wants to find someone to kill him.
Haikui is looking around at the high school, and he is arrogant and sweeping around, trying to attract all the practitioners around here.
As Haikui wished, a figure quickly looked at Haikui, but he was slightly disappointed. The monk in his thirties was not a middle-aged man ten years ago, and his appearance was very different.
"You are a person who is so provocative in my martial arts Sect." The middle-aged man looked at Haikui with a slight frown and said.
Hai Kui saw a minor course before he reached the golden elixir stage. "Wu Daozong, right? Call your Yuan Babies Godsworn department."
The middle-aged man stared at Haikui for a few eyes. The young man couldn’t see Xiu, but he was not too arrogant to let the friar of Yuanying come to see him. He was human.
"Pavilion is here to make trouble?" The middle-aged man said Cang Lang Lang rang and shook a serial lock in his hand.
"Why do you want to start work?" Haikui asked with a smile.
"It’s the cabinet that wants to offend me first." The middle-aged man said that the sense of honor shook the chain lock against Haikui.
"I’m bad for you, Wudaozong. You really have a big brain hole. Did I say I’m bad for you? I’m looking for someone." Haikui looked at him and said disdainfully.
The middle-aged man turned a little embarrassed when he turned red, but he stuck his neck and said, "If you look for someone, where can you sweep like this?"
"Are you a yogi nearby?" Haikui didn’t want him to be repetitive and asked.
"Of course, there are many people in the vicinity of Wu Daozong." The middle-aged man said with a pretty waist, but he immediately felt that he had told a seemingly young boy so much that there were * * copies of it. "If you find someone to send a good thank-you note."
"Where are you budaozong?"
Middle-aged man refers to "my path has wound, through a sheltered hollow" not far away
Haikui didn’t say much, but he disappeared from him in the direction he pointed out and went towards Wudaozong.
The middle-aged man turned around and shouted, "It’s rude to know children."
Haikui didn’t turn his head and raise his hand. A wooden thunder was thrown at the middle-aged man and hit him with a bang. He fell from it like a bird shot down.
Hai Kui’s figure quickly crossed a distance of several hundred meters in the blink of an eye. Although it is not teleportation, the speed of height-building is comparable to that of Wei Chengxian’s teleportation. I just don’t know if the speed can be improved after learning teleportation.
Soon Haikui came to a towering building with the words "Martial Arts Training Body Recruiting Students" written in front of it.
It turns out that this martial arts Sect is integrated into the city, and a sect earns money by teaching martial arts. He flew over the back of that building and there was a steel plate house with an area of several acres. Hai Kui landed in the steel plate house, and the outside diameter went straight inside, and there was a martial arts Dojo.
"Excuse me, are you here to learn martial arts?" Haikui just walked to the door when a beautiful woman came to see Haikui’s strange exit.
"You here is the budo sect" Haikui looked at the beautiful woman and asked with an expression.
"Wu Daozong, here is a place where martial arts schools teach people to practice martial arts," said the beauty with a sweet smile.
Although Haikui’s face stinks, the beauty is still very professional, which makes Haikui not be fierce to her. She asks, "Where is your martial arts school management office?"
The beauty looked at Haikui doubtfully and pointed to the front building "just ahead"
"Thank you" Haikui thanks a natural and unrestrained turned toward the front building.
Before entering the hall, I saw a wall introducing the origin of the martial arts school. Chuang Haikui saw a familiar photo, a 30-year-old man named Chen Weichen ten years ago.
"Originally also surnamed Chen" Haikui sneered that he was slightly disgusted with Chen Dou’s cold.
"Sir, who are you looking for?" A receptionist in this building also asked Haikui when she saw him staring at the photo wall.
"I’m looking for this person," Haikui pointed to Chen Weichen and said to the receptionist.
The receptionist looks reluctant. "I have to ask our manager about this." She has never seen this person herself, and it is not easy for her to make a decision when she looks at Haikui dressed in rustic clothes.
Haikui now hates this routine in the secular world. It’s so troublesome to find someone. If so, he really wants to stomp on the ground and yell at him directly. How fast is this? But there’s no way to let so many things happen in this secular world.
After waiting for a while, the receptionist manager Lian came and looked at Haikui before him. After that, he asked in a slightly impatient tone, "I don’t know if you have something for us, Chen Dong."
"Come and meet him, an old friend," Haikui said to the manager with a smile.
The "old friend" manager sneered at this, which looked like an old friend around the age of 20. "If you want to sell something, go as far as possible."
The manager guessed from the first moment he met Haikui that this guy was trying to sell something. When he opened his mouth, he said he was an old friend, which made him conclude that he was trying to sell something.
"It’s really annoying to find someone. It’s really troublesome for Chen Weichen to come out and be a little puss-head." Haikui curled his mouth and said impatiently.
"Who are you calling a little puss-head?" said the manager with glaring eyes.
Haikui didn’t want to argue with a monk. He ignored this guy and went straight to the building to look for it.
"Hey, what are you doing?" the manager thundered.
Haikui ignored him, looking for it floor by floor, and his heart became more and more impatient. He hit the wall with a bang and a big hole appeared, and the wall quickly cracked.
Yelling at the manager behind, I was frightened to see this scene. Is this still a person? Is this a bean curd project?

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