Three days have passed, and the old Taoist Xuan Song is still sad about his thousand-year-old tea.

"Hey, hey, hey, old man, have you had enough? Your tears are on my face."

Wang Donglai screamed. In the past two days, whenever the old Taoist Xuan Song thought of his thousand-year-old tea plant, he would come to Wang Dong and cry.

The main reason is to cry to other ghost cultivators because he can't afford to lose his face.

"My spiritual tea has a thousand years, that is a thousand-year spiritual tea. My thousands of years of hard work have been ruined in one day! Ruined in one day, my heart, my heart hurts so much! It hurts my heart! But that little bastard has a false master, wuwu, I want to

Thinking about it makes me burst into tears."

"What, snot! I'm so charming! Bah, bah, bah! Water, there's water!"

Wang Donglai's face darkened when Old Dao Xuan Song burst into tears. He thought it was acceptable to shake the tears off his face.

But how can he accept the snot?

"Old immortal, if you keep throwing me away, if you throw snot in my face again, look at me and I will kill you!"

After washing his face, Wang Donglai felt like vomiting. When he saw that the old Taoist Xuan Song was still shaking, he was not angry at all.

If he hadn't seen how pitiful this old immortal was, how could he listen to his complaints if the spiritual tea he had worked so hard to cultivate for thousands of years was gone? This guy even threw snot in his face, how could he bear it!

"Ugh, you heartless old guy, when my spiritual tea plant was still there, you went and picked it every two days, and you thought I didn't know! Now that my spiritual tea plant is ruined, why don't you comfort me?

, you still have the nerve to yell at me!"

Old Taoist Xuan Song said angrily.

Wang Donglai also likes to drink tea? But he doesn’t have the patience of Master Xuan Song, who spent thousands of years growing a spiritual tea plant.

So in the past, you often went to Xuan Song Lao Dao to drink tea? If he was not around, you would just pick it yourself. Although Xuan Song Lao Tao cherished his thousand-year-old tea plant, he didn't say anything when he asked Wang Dong to pick some.

What.

"I'm really not comforted. I'm here to listen to your nonsense. Why did I kick you out earlier? How about you? You even threw snot in my face. You old man, I think you really want to find me.

beat."

Wang Donglai is so angry! He just rolls up his sleeves? He looks like he is going to fight.

"Just hit me. I've long disliked you. Maybe it's you, an old boy? You let that little brat go to my house."

"..., it seems that you can't survive without fighting."

"Ah da!"

"Shall I go? Are you serious?"

Wang Donglai was just putting on a show? He didn’t really want to fight? Who knew that Master Xuan Song would punch him in the eye as soon as he came up? Although he didn’t use any force, it hurt!

Because he was undefended.

"Nonsense? Come on!"

"If I don't beat the shit out of you today? I'll pronounce your last name backwards."

"You shameless person? Are you a king? Are you still a king? If you have the ability, just think about it."

"I, you charm, come, come, come? You read it to me! Ah da!"

…

Wang Donglai and Xuan Song were fighting and scolding each other?

Except that he didn't use any force, was he punching to the flesh? In the blink of an eye, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

"..."

Yu Shuirou brought Ling Yun over and was dumbfounded when she saw this scene.

"Master!"

Xiao Wuxie had been watching the show on the sidelines, and when she saw Ling Yun, she immediately ran over.

"What are they doing?"

Ling Yun asked curiously. Wang Donglai and Xuan Song are both old monsters who have lived for thousands of years, but this fight is a bit arrogant!

"Who knows? I guess they are just panicking!"

Xiao Wuxie lowered her head and said.

"Da! No more fighting, no more fighting, Rou Niang is here!"

Old Taoist Xuan Song struck Wang Donglai on the head with a bang, and then said loudly.

"Oh, I'll go, I believe you!"

Wang Donglai was in so much pain that he was about to burst into tears, so why would he let it go? And he knew that at this time, Yu Shuirou should be hating Yunshan.

Normally she rarely comes down.

"No, no, look, Rou Niang is really here!"

"Stop talking nonsense, even if Rou Niang really comes today, I will beat the shit out of you!"

"I'm so old, how could you say such uncivilized words in front of Rou Niang? But Rou Niang is right behind you?"

"Bah, you despicable old Taoist priest, you want to trick me into turning around so you can sneak attack on me, right?"

Wang Donglai didn't believe the nonsense of the old Taoist Xuan Song.

"Mr. Wang, would you like to find a ghost doctor to take a look at you?"

When Yu Shuirou saw Wang Donglai looking hurt, she couldn't help but ask.

"Look at the hammer, eh! Rou Niang, why are you here!"

Wang Donglai reacted with embarrassment written all over his face!

Normally they would behave like their elders in front of Yu Shuirou, but today they were completely embarrassed.

"Young lady, I am the biggest victim!"

Old Taoist Xuan Song said with an aggrieved look.

After what he said, Wang Donglai was not happy.

"Bah, you despicable and shameless old thing, why didn't I know you were so shameless before? Madam, I want to report that the summer coat you lost last time was not blown down by the wind, it was him

Stolen."

Wang Donglai pointed at the old Taoist Xuan Song and said angrily.

"What! When Wang Dong comes, can you still show some respect? It was obviously blown down by the wind. Stop slandering me."

Old Taoist Xuan Song was anxious.

They lived at the foot of Hengyun Mountain. One day, a strong wind blew off Yu Shuirou's undergarment, and by chance, it landed in the courtyard of Xuan Song Laodao.
Chapter completed!