dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Chapter 2065 Talking About Honest People

Chang Baye was obviously psychologically shadowed by being bullied by the other party when he was a child, just like an orphan who lost his parents since childhood.

Even if I have the strength, I dare not conflict with others, and I am willing to be bullied by others, and then leave as soon as possible.

Because he knew that his family was in trouble, and he didn't dare to cause any trouble.

I was afraid that my home, which was already precarious, would be completely torn apart by an accident.

In that case, even the last safe haven will be gone...

Again, it's not that honest people are timid and easy to bully, but that they think more in their hearts, and there are "things" worthy of their patience.

That is also the bottom line of honest people.

Once you touch it, the honest man will definitely make you blood splatter five steps after the outbreak!

This is one of the reasons why don't bully honest people...

Because of the above reasons, Chang Baye suddenly became anxious when he saw the embarrassment rushing towards him.

"Big, big sister, run quickly, I'll hold him back!"

"This kid is broken, playing silver hurts!"

As mentioned earlier, Ba Ming'er has been alone since she was a child...a snake lives in the palace of the dead, so she can somewhat understand Chang Baye's heart.

But the more this happened, the more she felt sorry for the "person" in front of her who wanted to protect herself even though she was already trembling with fright.

With such a state of mind, Ba Ming'er first gently hugged Chang Baye's big head that was propped up in his arms, and his big bright eyes were full of tenderness.

"Ba Ye is not afraid, I am here."

After finishing speaking, when he looked at the rushing Lili, his originally gentle eyes were like knives.

"Bastard, if it weren't for the kindness of my eighth master, you would be able to bully him?!"

"Even if the Japanese girl has the reputation of being a shrew today, she still has to seek justice for Master Ba!"

There were bursts of dragon chants, and the rushing dragon chants flew back at a faster speed.

Before it hit the ground, it spewed out blood continuously.

While vomiting blood, he pointed at Ba Minger tremblingly: "You, you, you are actually a dragon?!"

Ba Ming'er was full of pride when he heard the words: "That's right, this seat is the seat of the Nightmare Demon Lord, Liuyu Tianming kills the Dragon Lord!"

"You bastard heard it clearly: I killed you today because you bullied my Eighth Master!!"

"Your eighth master?!" Li Li couldn't believe it when he heard the words.

The look was like we were walking on the street and suddenly saw a young woman with an angelic face and a devilish figure hugging a poor old man covered in dysentery and passionately kissing.

And the girl still loves the old man to death...

"Impossible! It's impossible!"

"You are the Venerable Demon Dragon, how can you look at Chang's Xiaoba? He is a waste!!"

"I must be dreaming, this seat must be dreaming!!!"

Although Ba Ye Chang is honest, he still has...a bit of a temper, especially when he looks down on himself in front of his eldest sister.

Hearing this, he just wanted to tear off the band-aid on his body, and let this country bumpkin see the messy tattoos on his body... Feng Zheng proved it, but after a little thought, he hurriedly held back.

There is no way, Chang Baye, who lost his parents since childhood, knows the truth of "money" not being exposed.

Especially during the days when my eldest brother followed Marshal Yue on an expedition, and the other brothers "walked away".

Otherwise, it will be snatched away by others... and I will beat myself up on the way, and even spit on my face after the beating...

Hearing Haoli's insults, Chang Baye could bear it but Ba Minger couldn't.

Immediately, he raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly: "Bastard, you still dare to hurt people now, go to hell!"

After finishing speaking, the whole right arm turned into a dragon claw like heavy metal, and slapped it directly on the forehead...