Zhang Shaobai was suddenly attacked, and was shocked and immediately jumped up from the ground. At the same time, his whole body was flowing to protect the vital points. However, when he saw the person clearly, his expression was obviously stagnant, and then he was shocked and angry, and he gritted his teeth.

"Dog waste, it's you!"

He never expected that the one who attacked him was the little servant who had long become a laughing stock of the entire sect and had only one level of spiritual cultivation!

He glared at Yang Que, his eyes full of evil spirits: "You trash, how dare you attack me! If you are tired of living, I will fulfill you today!"

"Bang!" Yang Que suddenly raised his palm and slapped him hard on the face, with a look of pity on his face: "After practicing for so many years, has his brain been slow to practice?"

Since his cultivation level is at the fifth level of spiritual communication, if Yang Que's cultivation level is not as good as him, how could he catch him and easily fall him down?

However, Zhang Shaobai was in extreme anger, and he could not think of this. After another slap on his face, his mind suddenly buzzed, and it became even more blank. All that was left was endless hatred and anger!

"Dog trash, even if you are the personal disciple, I will crush you to ashes today!" He roared angrily, and his fists flashed with light, and he rushed towards Yang Que!

In his eyes, Yang Que's cultivation level had dropped to the first level of spiritual power, and he could not use his skills. Killing him was simply easy!

Wan Yao was hiding in a corner, worried about Yang Que's recklessness. At this time, seeing Zhang Shaobai suddenly take action, her face changed slightly and she was about to go out for rescue immediately. However, the next moment, she suddenly opened her eyes wide and stayed completely.

Seeing Zhang Shaobai's fists attacking, Yang Que did not avoid it. With a stroke of his hands, a spell sounded, and a huge dark and ferocious grimace suddenly appeared in front of him! He opened his bloody mouth, his eyes were full of fierceness and fierceness, and he rushed towards Zhang Shaobai with a fierce and ferocious spirit. The rotten smell was strong and pungent, which was disgusting.

"The corpse is evil in the face!" Wan Yao and Zhang Shaobai exclaimed at the same time, with a look of shock on their faces.

Zhang Shaobai felt the dangerous aura of the ghost face, and his face changed drastically. He had no time to withdraw his fists. With a "bang!", the ghost face pierced his fist shadow and imprinted on his chest.

"Ah--" He suddenly let out a painful howl, his body flew back like a cannonball, hitting the hard wall, and then falling down.

"Fifth Brother... He can actually perform his skills! And it's a corpse evil ghost face! And his cultivation seems to have reached the fifth level of spiritual communication! No, this skill can only be performed by disciples at the eighth level of spiritual communication. What's going on?" In the corner, Wan Yao was full of shock, and the shock and confusion in her heart were hard to describe.

"You... your cultivation..." Zhang Shaobai crawled on the ground in a mess, not caring about the injuries on his body, raised his eyes and looked at Yang Que, his eyes full of extreme fear and suspicion.

Hasn't his cultivation level regressed to the first level of spiritual communication? Didn't he become a waste if he can't use any skills? How could it become like this!

Could it be... Could it be that all this was done on purpose? He did not become waste when his meridians were blocked? Instead, he became more and more powerful and his cultivation was getting higher and higher. He wanted to deliberately numb others?

Yes, it must be so! Otherwise, he would never use this unique skill of a personal disciple who can only be used at the eighth level of spiritual communication!

His cultivation has not regressed, but has become more and more powerful! Yes, it is definitely the case!

Thinking of this, Zhang Shaobai shivered all over, and his eyes looked at Yang Que were filled with fear and regret: I, a fool, am so blind! It's over, it's completely finished!

"Zhang Shaobai, you have been making noise in my ears. I didn't take action, but I didn't take you seriously at all. Now that you want to touch my woman, do you think I can let you go?" Yang Que's face was calm, but a cold and fierce golden light appeared in his eyes.

"You... your woman?" Zhang Shaobai was stunned for a moment, looking at Hu Xiaorou who seemed to be smiling in the prison. He suddenly realized that he hurriedly got up, knelt in front of Yang Que with a "thump", and said in fear, "Senior Brother Yang, it's me that I'm sorry for you. I'm blind and lard is blind. You don't remember the villain's past, so forgive me once. I will never dare to do it again. I kowtow to you and apologize..."

After saying that, he kowtowed like a thump, resounding throughout the cell.

Yang Que was slightly stunned. He didn't expect him to change so quickly. He looked angry and wanted to kill him, but in a blink of an eye he changed his face, which caught him off guard. He originally wanted to try the martial arts and teach him a lesson, but now it seems that he is not useful at all.

Looking at Zhang Shaobai's face full of fear and kowtow, Hu Xiaorou on the side couldn't help but laugh: "This person is very bachelor, so he doesn't have any shame. No wonder he can live for so long."

When Zhang Shaobai heard this, his heart suddenly moved. He knelt down and turned to Hu Xiaorou, kowtowing while apologizing: "Sister-in-law, I'm sorry for you, I'm my brother, I deserve to die. If I had known that you were Senior Brother Yang's woman, even if I gave me one hundred courage, I wouldn't dare offend you..."

Speaking of this, he quickly took out the bamboo tube beside him and handed it over to Hu Xiaorou, saying with a flattering face: "Sister-in-law, you can leave this spiritual water. If it is not enough, I will take it for you. Just drink it."

Hu Xiaorou had no evil spirit in her body and she didn't need spiritual water at all. However, she still took it down, smiled charmingly, and said, "It's very good, okay, just leave, sister-in-law, you can guarantee you nothing."

When Zhang Shaobai heard this, he was overjoyed. He glanced at Yang Que at a blink of an eye, but hesitated.

"Yang Que, how dare you not listen to me?" Hu Xiaorou put her hands on her hips and shouted loudly.

Yang Que shrugged and said insincerely: "I dare not." He knew that Hu Xiaorou was giving him a way out. In the Yugui Sect, even if he was a disciple of his own, he could not harm his fellow disciples at will, otherwise he would be extremely punished and would not be worth the loss.

Hu Xiaorou looked at Zhang Shaobai proudly and said, "Did you see it? You can leave if I ask you to leave. He dare not do anything to you."

Zhang Shaobai was overjoyed and quickly kowtowed a few more times to thank him. He stood up and was about to leave, but Yang Que whispered: "After going out, don't tell others about my current situation. If I know you have spread it..."

"I dare not, don't dare, Senior Brother Yang, don't worry, I, Zhang Shaobai, swear to the sky that I will never tell anyone about you except that I know." Before Yang Que finished his threatening words, Zhang Shaobai immediately patted his chest in panic and sweared authentically.

Yang Que was quite satisfied, nodded and said, "Okay, you go out."

After Zhang Shaobai left, Hu Xiaorou smiled and suddenly threw herself into Yang Que's arms. She opened her mouth and bit his shoulder hard, and said vaguely: "The idea of ​​human beings fighting animals is very embarrassing, right?"

"No shame, no shame, Besides, you are not an animal at all." Yang Que grinned in pain and quickly explained.

"What am I?"

"monster."

...

Outside the cell, Wan Yao stood under a big tree, feeling quite complicated. Yang Que's sudden change shocked her, surprised her, and even more deeply uneasy.

In her heart, Yang Que had long become her man. Even though his cultivation level declined and he became a useless person, she never disliked him. He was sent to clean the cell here. People from all sects looked down on him and laughed at him. Only she was still thinking about him and thought about him as usual.

What happened today made her vaguely feel that Yang Que is not a waste in the eyes of others, nor is it A Dou who cannot be helped in the eyes of his father. It is very likely that he is enduring.

Thinking of this situation, she was very excited and happy, but the harm and treatment that her father and Gui Xiaofeng gave him made her feel uneasy. She was afraid that Yang Que would really soar to the sky one day, think of the humiliation she had suffered, and think of the things that Gui Xiaofeng drove him away and abandoned him, he would hate her, and would hate her.

Since she gave her body, she could no longer hold anyone in her heart, and she could no longer live without him.

Perhaps it was the relationship she cultivated since childhood, or perhaps it was the fate she had always liked him.

"Fifth Senior Brother, Daddy is also thinking about Gui Xiaofeng and me. I hope you don't blame him..." Wan Yao looked at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance and prayed silently.

When Zhang Shaobai walked out of the cell, the guards outside immediately smiled and greeted him.

"Senior Brother Zhang, how are you doing? We just saw the little servant hurrying in, as if he was going in at you. Have you beat him up?" a disciple asked with a smile.

"That's all right. That kid is obviously a useless person, and he looks sarcastic. I want to beat him up. Senior Brother Zhang must have slapped him fainted. You didn't see that Senior Sister Wan has come out, but that person has not yet appeared." A disciple said in a favor.

"Yes, yes, that little servant should be beaten, he should be beaten hard! Senior Brother Zhang is well beaten!"

...

A group of people stared at Zhang Shaobai, laughed and flattered, and said everything nicely, but they were wondering why senior brother Zhang's face became increasingly ugly.

At this time, Yang Que slowly walked out of the cell, listening to the words of several people, a sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes looked at Zhang Shaobai.

When everyone saw him coming out, they shut up together, but their eyes were filled with gloating contempt.

"Senior Brother Zhang, that waste is coming out." A disciple whispered.

Zhang Shaobai's face changed slightly. He turned his head to look at him. Sure enough, he saw Yang Que standing behind him and looked at him with a smile. He was shocked in his heart, raised his palm and slapped the disciple with a loud slap, and cursed: "Rareless! The little turtle-baby is looking for death. Even Senior Brother Yang dares to say bad things, are you tired of living?"

The disciple was slapped in the face for some reason and turned around in circles. Fang staggered to the ground, his mind suddenly became blank and he couldn't get up.

Zhang Shaobai was afraid that Yang Que would not be satisfied, so he immediately stepped forward and kicked the disciple a few more times, and said angrily: "Let me know. If you dare to say bad things about Senior Brother Yang again in the future, I will ruin you!"

After saying that, he hurriedly ran to Yang Que and said respectfully: "Senior Brother Yang, do you need to give me some instructions? I have no choice!"

Looking at Zhang Shaobai's strange transformation and flattering look on his face, the disciples opened their mouths wide and fell into a daze in an instant.

Yang Que came out to talk to the junior sister for a while, and at the same time he told her not to spread the story of what she saw in the cell today. Wan Yao secretly entered the cell and then came out in advance, and he had noticed it long ago.

"Don't be irritated. I'll find some things to ask Junior Sister Wan. You should do whatever you should do." Yang Que looked impatient and didn't bother to pay attention to him. He walked straight through the crowd and walked out.

"Senior Brother Yang, I won't send you off." Zhang Shaobai completely forgot his face, and he put his warm face on his cold butt, and he was still enjoying it. He was stunned by the guard disciples.

"What are you looking at! Be respectful to Senior Brother Yang in the future, otherwise I will not spare you!" Zhang Shaobai immediately cleared his throat before Yang Que could walk away and shouted at the disciples loudly.
Chapter completed!