Starting Out as the Chief Seat, Signing In to an Ultimate Emperor Armament! Section 637

"I'm confiscating your tool for committing crimes. Let's see what you do then!"

The Martial Virtue Hall Master stomped on Peng King's crotch again and again like a madman, blood streaming down his lower body and pooling across the ground.

Peng King had successfully become Friend King!

Hua Xuanzhi, the three Supreme Elders, and everyone else watching all felt their balls ache and their nether regions turn cold!

Even Hua Yunfei felt uncomfortable down there. This handsome bastard's mulberry-pointing, locust-cursing was far too obvious—he was clearly talking to him.

If he'd known, he never would have called him out. Now everyone was embarrassed.

But if anyone had it worst, it was Friend King. As a bird, he had borne it all.

"Why... why did I come to Daoyuan Sect... Why... Am I sick in the head...?"

Friend King lay there, having already given up struggling. Regret flooded his heart—regret that he had come to Daoyuan Sect and walked straight into the net.

Not only had he encountered Feng Qingwu, who could crush him even while in her Lost state, he had also encountered that boundary-less bastard who lacked great virtue. He regretted it beyond measure!

He felt like a miserable mushroom.

Hua Yunfei hurried forward and pulled the emotionally unhinged Martial Virtue Hall Master away. "Alright, alright, stop cursing. It sounds awful. And if you keep beating Friend King, we won't even be able to eat him."

"Hmph, you still want to eat stewed bird?" The Martial Virtue Hall Master gave Hua Yunfei no pleasant look. Especially when he saw Feng Qingwu, who followed Hua Yunfei wherever he went, his expression turned even fouler.

"Why do I suddenly not want to eat it after hearing you say that?" Hua Yunfei felt that the handsome bastard's words carried a very strange