Soon, Songhe Zhenren took Song Bao Zhenren and his group of disciples into the bedroom of the sloppy Taoist priest.

I had already carried a glass of water and walked to the sloppy Taoist priest and fed him water.

This kid pretended to be weak and was trembling. He didn't drink much water, so he was so fucked in my hand.

As soon as he entered the door, Master Song Bao saw the sloppy Taoist who was pretending to be extremely weak. He immediately turned his face tightened and walked quickly towards the sloppy Taoist priest: "Oh, why are you so seriously injured? You are so obedient. You were too hard in the competition last night. After all, your health is still important."

To be honest, I wanted to vomit when I saw the hypocritical appearance of Songbao.

When the sloppy Taoist priest beat his apprentice yesterday, he wanted to deal with him with his own hands. Now he pretended to be very concerned. He saw that the sloppy Taoist priest had the lead and had a future that was limitless and would come to make a relationship.

Maybe the sloppy Taoist priests can become elders of Maoshan Sect in the future.

The sloppy Taoist priest coughed violently and quickly said, "Uncle Songbao... I... I'm so seriously injured that I can't get out of bed to salute you... You... Don't blame me.

"No, no, you should rest quickly and lie down..." Song Bao Zhenren also walked over and helped the sloppy Taoist priest cover the quilt.

I didn't know that he thought he was the master of a sloppy Taoist priest.

Then, Chi Xuan, who had been slapped by a sloppy Taoist priest before, came up and licked his face and smiled, "Junior Brother Chi Wen... I used to be ignorant and bullied you often. Now I think about it, I regret it. We are all fellow disciples, don't hold grudges, look... You beat me yesterday... A few of the front teeth fell off, so it's time to calm down, right?"

The sloppy Taoist priest coughed a few times again and said, "Oh... Senior Brother Chixuan, this is what he said... I never hold grudges. Yesterday I was very embarrassed. The move was a bit heavy. Don't take it to your heart."

"Where are, we will be good brothers in the future." Chi Xuan smiled, showing two big teeth, looking shameless.

At this time, Master Song Bao asked again with concern: "Mr. Jiwen, see how severe you are, how did you hurt?"

The sloppy Taoist priest sighed quickly, looking like he was crying and without tears: "Uncle Master... I don't hide it from you. You loved me the most when you were a child. After I was injured, you were the first to come to see me. Last night, he fought with Chilang. His ultimate move was so powerful. Although I won the competition, I was too seriously injured. Not only did I hurt my original power, but the Qihai of Dantian was also seriously damaged. I am afraid that there would be no room for improvement in my practice in the future."

When Song Bao heard this, his face changed: "Ah, why are you so seriously injured... Then... how can you practice in the future?"

When they heard the sloppy Taoist priest say this, the disciples of Songbao Zhenren were very nervous at first, but now they all seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Let's take one step at a time, it's all right now. Thank you for your concern." The sloppy Taoist priest had red eyes and almost burst into tears.

"Okay...you take a good rest, we will come to see you another day." Zhenren Songbao said, got up, and walked towards the door with those disciples.

"Don't leave for a meal before leaving?" asked Songhe Zhenren.

"No, Brother Songhe, please take care of the essay, I have something else to do." Songbao Zhenren waved his hand.

Then Chixuan didn't even say hello, and turned around and left.

It's so realistic. I heard that the sloppy Taoist priest injured Benyuan and damaged the Qi Sea of ​​Dantian, he turned around and left without hesitation.

The sloppy Taoist priest deliberately pretended to be like this, with the purpose of testing them.

If you want to talk about Lao Liu, who can compare with him?

After they all left, I immediately gave a thumbs up at the sloppy Taoist priest: "Lao Luo, you really have you, I sent them away in a few words."

"I have been walking outside for many years and have seen too many human feelings. People or dogs can see clearly at a glance. Now that I am the leader, let's keep a low profile to avoid the big tree attracting wind and being missed by others." The sloppy Taoist priest said lazily.

"Boy, although Song Bao is not a good person, he is your uncle after all, so there is no need to treat him like this." Song He Zhenren said lightly.

"What the master said is, but try to contact such people in the future. What I annoy most is fence-bearing, and if you betray you, you will definitely be unambiguous." The sloppy Taoist priest smiled.

In fact, his injuries have recovered almost after a night of recovery.

But the sloppy Taoist priest decided to pretend to be sick, which made everyone think it was not easy for him to win Jilang.

In his words, it's low-key.

He can be as good as 20,000 to 50,000 outside, but he must be low-key in Maoshan Sect, and we don’t know why he thinks this way.

That afternoon, since I opened my eyes, people kept visiting the sloppy Taoist priests and asking about their well-being.

Before the competition, there was no one in this ruined Taoist temple, but now it was crowded with people, followed by one group.

It can give us some work.

The sloppy Taoist priest's throat was fine, but he just pretended to be coughed for an afternoon, but the throat really went wrong.

When it was almost dark, everyone was almost gone. At this time, another middle-aged Taoist priest came, carrying a bag of herbs in his hand.

As soon as this man entered the door, we recognized him.

When the sloppy Taoist priest fought, it was the middle-aged Taoist priest Qingyi who was hosting the battle. The middle-aged Taoist priest was very humorous and very fair.

It seems that Songhe Zhenren has a good relationship with this person. Before he entered the door, Songhe Zhenren greeted him: "Junior Brother Songming, why are you here too?"

"There are too many people during the day. The threshold here is broken, so I didn't come. I saw that there is no one at this moment. Come and see, that boy Chiwen is okay?" The real person Song Ming smiled and entered the door.

"Uncle Songming, you are here." The sloppy Taoist priest said with a hoarse voice.

"You kid are you okay? You kid was so glorious last night. You defeated Jilang and won the top spot. I really don't know what happened to you kid outside in the past three years. How could your cultivation improve so quickly?" Master Song Ming said as soon as he came up.

"My health is OK... I need to be cultivated for a while... Uncle Master, you came here just now, why are you still carrying something? How embarrassed are you..." As he said that, the sloppy Taoist priest took the thing from Song Ming Zhenren.
Chapter completed!