"It is indeed not my turn to intervene in the affairs of Tianqing Holy Academy, but why can't I intervene in the affairs of my disciples? Isn't this against the rules?"
The drunkard lazily stretched his waist, jumped over to sleepless nights, came straight to Yu Hengzi, and teased with disdain: "You want to watch the fun? You want to poach people? You have such a good appetite, you are not afraid.
Are you going to die?"
The smile on Yu Hengzi's face stopped abruptly, and he snorted coldly, "If he joins someone else's sect, the Immortal Sword Sect, he will naturally have no other thoughts, but if he joins your sect, how can he watch you spend so much money on him?"
"Haha, Xiao Yuzi, your mouth is as mean as your master's. You can go back and ask him how his teeth fell out!"
A cynical smile appeared on the drunkard's face.
Hearing this, Yu Hengzi's face became even more gloomy, and he looked at the drunk man without saying a word, obviously having great mood swings.
"You are very brave if you dare to take ideas from my disciple. Let's make a bet."
The drunk maniac changed the subject and suggested.
"What bet?"
Yu Hengzi suddenly became interested, at least the drunkard madman agreed to let him see Zhang Yi.
"If Zhang Yi refuses your invitation and takes your people to roll down the mountain from Tianqing Holy Monastery, remember! You are rolling down the mountain!"
The drunk maniac subconsciously dug into his waist, but found that there was nothing. He couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Some habits really can't be changed after a while."
"Okay! If he agrees to our invitation, you can..."
At this point, Yu Hengzi began to think seriously, and said with a joking look on his face: "You will personally send Zhang Yi to the Immortal Sword Sect, and also roll down the mountain from the Immortal Sword Sect."
Kill people and punish your heart! If you really let the drunk maniac send people to the Immortal Sword Sect in person, this will undoubtedly be a slap in the face of Tianqing Holy Temple in front of everyone, no! This is pressing Tianqing Holy Temple's face to the ground and rubbing it.
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"Okay! It's a deal!"
"No!"
Two different voices sounded almost at the same time, and Ye Wumian came to the drunk maniac with an excited expression.
"Dean Ye, this is the agreement I made with Drunken Maniac, so you don't have to interfere."
When Yu Hengzi saw the drunkard madman agreeing without hesitation, he was extremely happy, "Master, I will avenge you!"
Yu Hengzi's master at that time, who is now one of the Supreme Elders of the Immortal Sword Sect, suffered a lot at the hands of the alcoholic lunatic. Many people knew about this grudge, and Yu Hengzi took this opportunity to avenge his master.
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"Drunk madman! What on earth do you want to do? Didn't you cause terrible harm to Tianqing Holy Courtyard?"
Ye Wumian was so angry that he had no choice but to vent his anger on the alcoholic lunatic.
But the drunk maniac did not react at all, his expression was calm, and he said calmly: "Master nephew, this matter has nothing to do with Tianqing Holy Academy, and I believe Zhang Yi will not accept his invitation!"
The drunk maniac seems to have great trust in Zhang Yi and does not think that Zhang Yi will be abducted by Yu Hengzi.
"Fart! You are from Tianqing Holy Courtyard, how can you have nothing to do with Tianqing Holy Courtyard?"
Ye Wumian's extremely excited retort was obviously very angry with the alcoholic madman.
"Just leave this matter alone. Zhang Yi can't be abducted by him, so can't he have some confidence in Tianqing Holy Monastery?"
The drunk maniac waved his hand and said very firmly.
But Yu Hengzi smiled disdainfully. He had made sufficient plans for coming this time, and the conditions he offered were far beyond what Zhang Yi could refuse. To be more precise, no one could refuse!
Having said that, the drunk maniac didn't care about Ye Wuxian's reaction, and disappeared in a flash, "I'll bring Zhang Yi right now!"
"you!"
Ye Wumian was furious, but things had reached this point, and it was difficult to recover. He could only hope that Zhang Yi would not be abducted by the Immortal Sword Sect.
"Don't worry, Dean Ye. Didn't Madman Jiu just say that we should be more confident in Tianqing Holy Academy? What if that guy Zhang Yi has a brain problem and rejects us?"
Yu Hengzi smiled confidently, he believed that as long as he saw Zhang Yi, everything would fall into place.
The appearance of the drunk maniac undoubtedly made his trip to Tianqing Holy Monastery a lot more convenient, otherwise he would not have met Zhang Yi so easily.
"There is something wrong with that kid's brain. Otherwise, why would he choose to be a drunkard?"
Ye Wumian couldn't tell that Yu Hengzi was mocking him, so he immediately said not to be outdone.
"this……"
For a moment, Yu Hengzi was speechless and speechless.
After a while, the drunk man came to Yu Hengzi carrying Princess Ziling in his left hand and Zhang Yi in his right hand.
Zhang Yifang was just selecting tasks in the mission hall when he was suddenly captured by a drunkard. He had no idea what was going on and was in a state of confusion. But when he saw Jian Chengfeng and Bai Jinfeng, he couldn't help but be shocked.
"People from the Immortal Sword Sect! Is it possible that they are here because of matters concerning Xianlu and Buqiu City?"
After seeing Zhang Yi, Bai Jinfeng's eyes burst with strong fighting spirit and whispered: "Zhang Yi, long time no see!"
"Master, I still want to earn merit points. Why did you suddenly call me here? Isn't this delaying my work?"
Zhang Yi ignored Bai Jinfeng and expressed his displeasure.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this must be the legendary young man, right? He trampled the immortal road, and triggered the nine rays of heavenly light. A genius like this doesn't have to worry about merit points in our Immortal Sword Sect.
, but I still have to worry about merit points in Tianqing Holy Monastery."
Yu Hengzi seized the opportunity and immediately said angrily.
"Old guy! Why are you so weird?"
Princess Ziling scolded her with an unkind expression, not giving Yu Hengzi any face.
"Princess Ziling? Why are you here?"
Only then did Yu Hengzi notice Princess Ziling being held in the hand of the drunk maniac, and asked slightly surprised.
"Master, please give me some face. I am also a princess of heaven. Isn't it a bit unreasonable for you to mention it in front of so many people?"
Princess Ziling ignored him, but continued to struggle in the hands of the alcoholic madman, and she still had some burdens that she couldn't let go of.
"????"
"Princess Ziling has also become a disciple of the drunkard madman? Is this the intention of the Emperor of Heaven?"
A simple sentence revealed countless information, which instantly made Yu Hengzi start thinking wildly, and his expression became extremely complicated.
"No matter what, my target this time is Zhang Yi. It's enough to let Zhang Yi follow me back to the Immortal Sword Sect."
Yu Hengzi didn't think much about it. He couldn't guess what the Emperor of Heaven was thinking, so he might as well put all his thoughts on Zhang Yi.
The next moment, the drunk maniac let go of Zhang Yi and said softly: "Let's put aside the meritorious matters first. I have more important things to ask you!"
"No! All I can think about right now is the mission!"
Zhang Yi turned around and wanted to leave, but was tightly controlled by the alcoholic madman, giving him no chance to escape.
"No! Master is not going to sell me, is he? So unloyal? What kind of evil have I done to end up with Master like this!"
Zhang Yi secretly complained in his heart, almost convinced that the people from the Immortal Sword Sect were here to cause trouble, and they also dispatched the Inner Sect's Great Elder, which showed how serious the situation was.