Xu Yue lay on the ground, his eyes rolled white, his tongue stuck out, and he remained motionless.
"Hahaha, okay, Junior Brother Xu, stop pretending!"
"Uncle Master, everyone is watching."
"Xu Yue, don't mess around, get up quickly."
Cheng Moyuan, Tang Yinghai and others all laughed and joked, thinking that Xu Yue was creating the effect of the show.
However, after a while, Xu Yue still didn't move.
"Master, will something happen to my uncle?" Qin Yun asked quietly in the crowd.
"Hahaha, how is it possible that Uncle Master will be punched down by him?" Pang Zhuo put his hands on his hips, as if he had heard the funniest joke in his life.
On the stage, Sha Chenfeng looked at Xu Yue who fell to the ground and was a little confused listening to the discussions around him.
Looking at this look, this person seems to be a real person?
But then Sha Chenfeng thought about it, so what if he was a person!
There is nothing to be afraid of when someone is knocked down by his own punch.
"Huh, young man, take care of yourself!"
Sha Chenfeng warned the unconscious Xu Yue, and then helped Lin Jian, who was looking dull.
"Xiao Lin, are you okay?" Sha Chenfeng asked with concern.
"No...it's okay." Lin Jian stood up slowly, but kept staring at Xu Yue on the ground.
He was wondering when his uncle would suddenly jump up.
"You, don't be aggressive or aggressive with others in the future. If you knock someone down with one punch like this, what will you do if they blackmail you?" Sha Chenfeng said earnestly.
Listening to the old man's earnest instructions, Lin Jian's back felt a little chilly and he didn't know how to reply.
"Okay, let's go quickly. We haven't finished chopping the firewood yet. Deacon Qian will scold us again later."
After Sha Chenfeng finished speaking, he pulled the messy Lin Jian towards the woodshed.
As for the sect leaders and elders around him, sorry, he doesn’t know any of them.
In Sha Chenfeng's eyes, Deacon Qian, the inner disciple who manages their woodshed, is the genius and the king!
On the side, Cheng Moyuan and others all watched until the two of them disappeared from sight.
"Is this Uncle Sha?" Pang Zhuo murmured.
Everyone came back to their senses and turned around to find that Xu Yue was still silent. The expression on his face finally changed and he was no longer as relaxed as before.
There's something wrong with this!
"No, something's wrong!" Pang Zhuo shook his head and muttered to himself.
"What's wrong, Master?" Qin Yun on the side asked worriedly.
"According to Uncle Master's temper, if others ridiculed him like this, he would have been unable to bear it long ago!"
After Pang Zhuo finished speaking, he jumped to Xu Yue's side and squatted down to check.
"Master uncle? Master uncle?" Pang Zhuo shouted softly.
Xu Yue still didn't make any movement, and even because he lost consciousness, his saliva began to drip unconsciously.
Cheng Moyuan and others also stepped onto the stage and gathered around Xu Yue, feeling an extremely ominous premonition in their hearts.
"What happened?"
In the distant sky, a sphere slowly flew back. It was Wang Ba who had been kicked away by Xu Yue earlier.
"Master Turtle! Come and take a look!" Tang Yinghai shouted loudly.
Wang Ba heard the sound and appeared on the ring in a flash.
"What happened to him?" Wang Ba fell to the ground.
"Uncle Master got punched and it's like this. I don't know if he was just faking it." Pang Zhuo said hurriedly.
Wang Ba frowned and looked, and when he saw Xu Yue's appearance clearly, he was immediately shocked.
"Huh? No!"
With just one glance, Wang Ba knew that Xu Yue was not pretending.
It knows Xu Yue very well. This person attaches great importance to image, and can even be said to be stinky!
How can it be like now?
Ah Heiyan was beaten out!
"Quick! Save people!"
Wang Ba shouted, and immediately took out the unknown liquid from the turtle shell and poured it into Xu Yue's mouth.
"Ding! Alert! The host's life is in danger!"
At the same time, a systematic reminder sounded in Xu Yue's head, but unfortunately he could no longer hear it.
Everyone was shocked, sensing that Xu Yue's vitality was rapidly draining, and they all gave him the best elixir.
After a while of operation, Xu Yue's belly swelled into a ball, and his vital signs stabilized.
"Phew, we were finally rescued." Wang Ba lay on the ground and breathed a sigh of relief.
Everyone on the side was sweating profusely and felt extremely happy.
Just now they heard Wang Ba say that if it were any later, Xu Yue might be gone!
"Xiao Cheng, who beat him?" Wang Ba turned around and asked, his expression a little serious.
There is such a strong person in the Lingjian Sect!
Cheng Moyuan and others looked at each other, a little embarrassed to say anything.
How to say this?
Finally, Pang Zhuo said: "Master Gui, he was beaten by a cook in the firewood room of the sect."
"What the hell?"
Wang Ba suddenly raised his head and was so frightened that he almost came out of the turtle shell.
Then, it looked at Cheng Moyuan and said with a smile: "What...Cheng Zongzhu, are all the people in your woodshed so fierce?"
Cheng Moyuan looked strange. He was Xiao Cheng a second ago, but now he has become the leader of the Cheng clan?
However, he was not arrogant and said humbly: "Probably not... go and see?"
"have a look!"
After Wang Ba finished speaking, he ordered Qin Yun and others to look at Xu Yue, and he took the lead towards the woodshed.
Cheng Moyuan and other senior members of the sect followed behind, all of them with serious expressions, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
As he walked, Wang Ba's speed became slower and slower.
"Master Gui, why don't you leave?" Tang Yinghai asked doubtfully.
"Ah? I'm walking, please leave me alone."
Wang Ba's footsteps actually didn't stop, but each step was very small, almost like standing still.
After walking for a while, the old turtle had fallen behind and was at the back of the team, with everyone in front of it.
Pang Zhuo and others looked back and saw black lines on their faces.
Looking at this, if something goes wrong, this bastard will definitely be the first to run away!
Arriving at the woodshed at the foot of the mountain, Cheng Moyuan took a deep breath and opened the door.
With a whoosh, sawdust rushed towards me, which was piled up in the closed woodshed.
In the room, crackling sounds continued to be heard. A dozen outer disciples were holding large axes and chopping the spiritual firewood vigorously.
Spiritual firewood is different from ordinary firewood. It can be used to brew elixirs, smelt spiritual weapons, and cook spiritual food. The effect is very good.
Its texture is so solid that it is almost indestructible to mortals, and only monks can break it with spiritual power.
Therefore, those who generally do this kind of work in sects are disciples with low cultivation levels in the Mortal Realm.
"See the sect leader!"
Many people in the woodshed stood up and bowed respectfully.
Cheng Moyuan didn't speak, and was looking for something with a straight face. Finally, in a corner of the woodshed, he found Sha Chenfeng, who looked frightened, and Lin Jian, who was asleep.
"Master Gui, that's him! His nickname is Uncle Sha!"
Pang Zhuo pointed at Shachen Peak, looking a little scared.
With a bang, Wang Ba's body erupted with extremely powerful spiritual consciousness, instantly locking onto the old man.
At the same time, a terrifying force field opened up beside it, covering everyone at the scene except Sha Shen Feng.
The force field is like a turtle shell, giving the impression that it is indestructible and cannot be broken by anything.
But after a while.
"Damn, early stage of transformation?"
Wang Ba was extremely surprised.
