As the voice appeared, a large group of disciples dressed in gorgeous clothes came over. All of them were thirteen-pulse Heavenly Saints. Each of them had a surge of purple blood power, which gave people great pressure.
When they came, the Luo family disciples seemed to be poured with a basin of cold water in an instant. The previous enthusiasm was extinguished in an instant, and they stood there trembling.
Long Chen saw that there were more than a hundred people, and they were part of the group of people who had classes in the square before. The one
who spoke was a tall and thin man with big eyes, like a goldfish, a little protruding outwards, and a long chin like a shovel.
He didn't look good, but he was very arrogant. After seeing Long Chen, he mocked him bluntly.
Originally, Long Chen was a little unhappy when he heard this, but when he saw his appearance, forget it, brother forgives you, who would care about these things with a mentally retarded person.
"Sheng Hui, don't talk nonsense. This is a descendant of Elder Zichuan. He will be your brother in the future. You better keep your stinky mouth tight." An elder of the Luo family stood up and shouted at the man.
Obviously, this guy named Sheng Hui was famous for his foul mouth among the disciples of the Luo family. If it weren't for his amazing talent and unlimited potential, he would be beaten eight times a day for his broken mouth.
"Tsk, so it's from that lineage. No wonder these trash are so excited. It seems that they are fellow villagers meeting each other and their eyes are full of tears.
I, Sheng Hui, don't have such a brother. After all, my brothers will not waste food." The man named Sheng Hui pouted.
As one of the top geniuses of the Luo family, he is used to being arrogant. The most important thing is that the competition among the major families of the Purple Blood lineage is fierce. If he changes his surname and runs to the enemy camp, the Luo family will lose a top genius.
After all, in the Purple Blood lineage, changing surnames is not uncommon, so this guy is fearless, and the elders of the Luo family can't do anything about him.
"Hahaha..."
Seeing Sheng Hui humiliating Long Chen and the others, the Luo Family disciples who came with him all laughed.
When they heard the three words "eat dry rice", the Luo Family disciples around Long Chen looked very ugly, but no one refuted.
Seeing this, Luo Yingchen shouted sternly, "Shut up, Long Chen is..."
Sheng Hui interrupted Luo Yingchen directly, "Forget it, Grandpa Yingchen, I'm not interested in hearing his name. They are just eating and waiting to die in the Purple Blood Clan, and they are consuming the resources of the entire Luo family. It has nothing to do with me.
But if you eat a dry meal, you should also look like you are eating a dry meal. Isn't it a bit too much to celebrate so blatantly?
Even beggars know that after being given food, they should hide in a corner to eat. How can they shout and yell in front of someone's door?"
Luo Yingchen was furious. This kid was so arrogant that he even didn't take him, the head of the Luo family, seriously and talked back to him casually. He suddenly opened his big hands. No matter what, he would teach this kid a lesson today. Even if he wanted him to get out, he would just let him get out. Otherwise, he would be pissed to death by him sooner or later.
However, before he could make a move, Long Chen said, "Forget it, he's just a kid, don't be like him."
As soon as Long Chen said this, Sheng Hui's face changed immediately. Long Chen's tone was too arrogant.
"You have a good face!" Long Chen said to Luo Yingchen, and immediately looked at Sheng Hui.
Sheng Hui obviously didn't know what Long Chen meant, and thought he was trying to please him, so he sneered, "It's useless to flatter someone
. As I said, if you want to eat a free meal, just stay away and don't smack your lips."
"Did you notice that your face is the same size as my hand?" Long Chen said, stretching out a hand.
Long Zhantian sighed secretly. He did not persuade Long Chen. After all, he was his son. He could not let Long Chen suffer injustice all the time.
"Shenghui, your mouth is too stinky. Did you find a place where no one is around and secretly eat shit again?"
At this time, a burly figure with broad shoulders and thick back like an iron tower appeared. The sturdy man also came over with a group of people.
When the sturdy man appeared, Shenghui's eyes showed a trace of fear, but he still said stubbornly: "I teach some guys who eat dry food. What does it have to do with you, Yanfeng? Why do you mind your business?"
"Eat dry food? Your family, Luo Shenghui, from your ancestors to your generation, is there no generation that eats dry food? Are they all peerless geniuses?
If those who eat dry food should die, what about you, Luo Shenghui? What's the matter? Have you eaten too much shit, and even your brain is filled with shit?" The sturdy man called Yanfeng folded his hands in front of his chest and sneered.
"You..." Luo Shenghui was furious.
"Pa pa pa..."
A round of applause rang out, and Long Chen clapped his hands. Long Chen clapped his hands and gave a thumbs up:
"Excellent!"
It must be said that Luo Yanfeng's remarks were indeed wonderful, and they were also true.
Any family has gone through countless generations to this day. Many families have been passed down for many generations before a genius appears. After a genius continues for several generations, it may become mediocre, with ups and downs that are unpredictable.
No one dares to guarantee that the next generation will be stronger than this generation, but at the same time, no one dares to say that the next generation is not as good as this generation.
Luo Yanfeng's pattern is very big. To put it bluntly, even if they eat dry food, what does it matter? Can they guarantee that there will be no peerless geniuses among their descendants?
"Brother, don't be afraid. Coming to the Luo family is like going home. As for some people's words, you can completely treat them as farts." Luo Yanfeng said, and walked in front of Long Chen, patting Long Chen on the shoulder with his hand.
As he spoke, his eyes turned to Luo Shenghui. Luo Shenghui was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but he didn't dare to get angry, because Luo Yanfeng was the best master of the younger generation of the Luo family, and even the leader.
Although he was also one of the top Tianjiao, he was only one of them, and he couldn't shake Luo Yanfeng's position.
At this time, Luo Yanfeng was ready to protect Long Chen, so he could only hold back his anger for the time being, snorted coldly, and left with his men.
Seeing Luo Yanfeng coming, Luo Yingchen couldn't help shaking his head and said, "This guy is getting more and more excessive."
Luo Yanfeng pouted and said, "Isn't it because of you? I have wanted to deal with him for a long time. The Luo family doesn't need him, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't."
Obviously, Luo Yanfeng had long disliked him, but Luo Yingchen had always considered the overall situation and felt that this guy was still a child, and it was normal for
him to be a little willful. But he didn't expect that this guy was too willful and actually began to swell up, and even the old generation of strong men like them didn't take it seriously.
"Yanfeng, you've come just in time. Take Long Chen to do the test. Remember, everything should be done according to the standard. Don't give people a chance to criticize you!" Luo Yingchen said.
"Okay, leave this to me, Brother Long Chen, let's go!" Luo Yanfeng warmly put his arm around Long Chen's shoulders and took Long Chen away surrounded by a group of young disciples.
"Zhantian, you don't have to worry about Long Chen because Yanfeng is here." Seeing Long Zhantian's worried look, an elder smiled and comforted him.
"Am I worried about Long Chen? I'm worried about the disciples of your Purple Blood Clan!"
Long Zhantian sighed in his heart.