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Chapter 1172 Yan Zheng’s reprimand(2/2)

Damn it!
What the hell is this?
How could this damn guy Ye Qingyun be Yan Zheng’s friend?
impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
"Senior, this guy is full of tricks. Senior may have been deceived by this guy!"
Zhang Wenzai said quickly.
"shut up!"
Yan Zheng drank.
Zhang Wenzai suddenly felt an invisible force emerging and sealed his mouth.
No matter how hard I tried, no sound came out of my mouth.
"Even I must be respectful to Young Master Ye, but you are so disrespectful to Young Master Ye!"
Yan Zheng looked at Zhang Wenzai coldly.
"With Mr. Ye's attainments, he is more than enough to be a Confucian saint."
"If Mr. Ye hadn't been broad-minded and never argued with you, how would you have been able to jump up and down here?"
Zhang Wenzai was shaking all over and blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth.
His face was full of horror.
The elders behind him were all shaking like mice after seeing a cat, almost peeing in their pants.
Yan Zheng turned around and hugged Ye Qingyun.
"Master Ye, these people have offended you, how do you plan to deal with them?"
Ye Qingyun thought for a while.
"Forget it, just give him a little punishment."
Yan Zheng nodded.
"Since Master Ye has said so, I will forgive you today."
As soon as these words came out, the pressure on Yan Zheng and others disappeared instantly.
If Zhang Wenzai was granted amnesty, he quickly kowtowed to Yan Zheng.
"Thank you, senior! Thank you, senior!"
But just then.
Yan Zheng raised his hand gently.
puff!!!
Zhang Wenzai suddenly became depressed as if he had been hit hard.
His face was pale and his eyes were full of horror.
His cultivation level was suddenly knocked down.
from half
During the late Saint period, it fell to the Semi-Saint stage.
Although the fall is not too big, when you reach the realm of Half-Saint, a small gap will make a world of difference.
And Zhang Wenzai fell directly from the late semi-sage to the middle semi-sage, which means that thousands of years of hard work have been in vain.
This made Zhang Wenzai's heart bleed, his fists clenched, and his whole body trembled.
"Let's go back."
Yan Zheng turned around and stopped looking at Zhang Wenzai.
"Go back to Shuxianglongyuan, study and cultivate your character, and don't cause more trouble."
Zhang Wenzai took a deep breath.
"Junior, take your leave!"
After speaking, Zhang Wenzai left with a group of elders.
On the way back to Shuxianglongyuan, the elders were all silent, no one dared to speak.
They could all see that Zhang Wenzai was suppressing great anger at this moment.
Anyone who speaks at this time will definitely get into trouble.
But surprisingly, Zhang Wenzai did not show any anger.
On the contrary, it became calmer and calmer.
Until it was almost time to return to Shuxianglongyuan.
Zhang Wenzai suddenly stopped.
"Master?"
The elders all looked at Zhang Wenzai in surprise.
But Zhang Wenzai raised his wrist, and an antique treasure box appeared in his hand.
This was the gift he originally planned to give to Yan Zheng.
"Elder Lin."
"My subordinate is here!"
An old man with a calm face stepped forward immediately.
He is the elder that Zhang Wenzai trusts most, and he is also the master in the entire Shuxianglong Academy, second only to Zhang Wenzai in strength.
At the head of the elders.
"Send this gift to Yin Gu Mountain and hand it over to Old Man Yin Gu."
Zhang Wenzai said calmly.
"What?"
Hearing this, Elder Lin and other elders were shocked.
The old man with vaginal bones!
That's a big demon in the Central Plains.
He has a great reputation and is feared by hundreds of families.
"Master, this"
Elder Lin was a little confused about what Zhang Wenzai meant.
Zhang Wenzai's face was full of resentment.
"Give this treasure to Old Man Yin Gu and ask him to come out and help me deal with Ye Qingyun!"
Chapter completed!
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