When he looked up, his heart suddenly skipped a beat. He saw senior brother Zhao Peng's expression gloomy and his eyes became cold and stern: "Junior sister, this is just to punish a small evil and magnify it. The implications of the Modha Cult are serious and may even shake the foundation of the country.

A threat to today's saints, compared with it, a mere river demon is nothing."

"this……"

Nie Haitang didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Seeing this, Zhao Peng knew that what he had said was serious, and his tone immediately slowed down: "Oh, maybe I was too impatient. After all, the saint did not have much time for the master. Otherwise, the master had not left seclusion for many years, how could he have left God rashly?

All, Master must be worried too."

After hearing this, Nie Haitang relaxed his tense expression. Seeing Zhao Peng's face full of self-blame, he quickly comforted him: "Brother, don't blame yourself. A few days ago, Liu Cai and the others sent a message saying that a member of the Moduo Cult was found in the prison."

Are there any traces? I think those evil demons must be hiding in the heavenly prison. We are just waiting for Master to come and we can catch them all."

"Well, Junior Sister said that, I feel much more relieved. I'm just worried that Master will be more anxious when he comes..."

Zhao Peng hasn't finished speaking yet.

A burst of hearty laughter was heard in the distance.

The voice was loud and deafening. When everyone looked up, they saw a round old Taoist priest walking on the road with bare feet, carrying a wine pot and leading a skinny donkey.

"Master!!"

Zhao Peng and the others cheered up and immediately stepped forward to greet them.

"Meet the Master!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The old Taoist priest's big round face, with white eyebrows drooping, was full of red. When he saw the three people, he waved his hand to signal them to get up.

Zhao Peng and the other three looked at their master's red smile and looked at each other for a moment. Why is it different from what they thought?

"Master, if you are so happy, could it be that there is news about the Modha Cult!"

Nie Haitang stepped forward and took the old Taoist priest's arm and asked.

"Modha Cult??"

The old Taoist priest was startled and shook his head like a rattle.

"Then why are you so happy??"

The three of them, Zhao Peng, were even more confused.

The old Taoist patted the donkey behind him, and the donkey turned around. Only then did Zhao Peng and the three of them see that there was actually a young man carrying on the donkey's back.

It's just that the young man not only suffered a bruised nose and face, but was also tied up and unconscious on the back of a donkey.

"Master, this person is..."

Zhao Peng and the other three were at a loss for a while.

On the contrary, the old Taoist's face was full of pride: "I was already in samadhi that day, but suddenly on a whim, I counted with my fingers, hey, God has given me a wonderful destiny, and this is the destined person for me."

"Destined person?" Not only Zhao Peng was dumbfounded, but Nie Haitang and Li Xinliang were also stunned.

Nie Haitang even covered his mouth and exclaimed in shock: "But he is a man??"
Chapter completed!