"The unfilial disciple Zhang Haisheng kowtows to his master and uncle,"

There were no tears in the soul, but one could hear Zhang Haisheng's reluctance to vomit blood in his heart.

"Get out of here! Get out of here!"

Taoist Dongxuan looked at Zhang Haisheng who was kneeling on the ground and urged him with an expressionless face.

But there was also a deep feeling of reluctance in his heart. He had raised this child with his own hands, and it was no exaggeration to say that he had the same affection as father and son.

It's a pity that I can't see the day when this child becomes Optimus Prime.

Zhang Haisheng kowtowed again, and finally stood up slowly under the urging of Taoist Dongxuan. Like a child being pushed out of the house, he looked back at Taoist Dongxuan and others with two steps, got up and walked to the top of the jade roof.

Seeing Zhang Haisheng leaving, an elder sighed and said: "Hey!! Senior brother, you are leaving, why do you have to be shameless all the time? You have been singing red face all your life and you haven't had enough??"

After hearing this, Taoist Dongxuan felt a little regretful.

But he still said forcefully: "This kid is good at everything. The biggest problem is that he can't be cruel when things get tough. If he could kill him in Meizhuang, even if our blood was splashed three feet on the spot, he would still be smiling.

."

The four old Taoists did not deny it after hearing this.

Although their lives are important, the foundation of Qingcheng Mountain is worth a hundred times more than their lives.

If Zhang Haisheng had been able to disregard their lives and give it a go, he would have shot that kid to death in Meizhuang.

As for the Mei family, Taoist Lingxu and others, it would be best if they died on the spot. Even if they were lucky enough to escape, they would not dare to be enemies with Zhang Haisheng, an enlightened heavenly man, and they would just shut up in the end.

It was a pity that Zhang Haisheng was concerned about their lives at that time and chose to endure it. For this reason, Dongxuan Taoist reprimanded the child many times afterwards, and he will definitely be disturbed by it.

Even if he was one-tenth as decisive as Xue Gui back then, there was no need for old guys like them to show off their old faces and use such disgraceful methods to deal with Xu Tong and others.

"Senior brother, you are a sharp-tongued person."

An old Taoist sighed, making Taoist Dongxuan smile bitterly: "Aren't all parents like this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Taoist Dongxuan closed his eyes, and the scene of him carrying Hai Sheng up Qingcheng Mountain step by step flashed before his eyes. Waves of singing echoed in Taoist Dongxuan's thoughts.

"You are always too soft-hearted and take all the problems on your own..."

Listening to the singing, Dongxuan Taoist felt sad in his heart. He couldn't help but take a deep breath: "Junior brother, stop singing."

"I didn't sing??" An old Taoist raised his head with doubts on his face: "I thought it was you who sang it??"

Taoist Dongxuan was startled when he heard this, and immediately opened his eyes and took a look. He didn't know when someone appeared next to him. He was wearing a bright red paper mask.

"Who are you!!"

Taoist Dongxuan was startled. He saw the figure of the visitor step back and wave his left hand. The red leather mask on his face actually changed its appearance like a face in a Sichuan opera.

He pinched his fingers and the singing in his mouth changed:

"Red-faced Guan Gong, white-faced Cao Cao, green-faced Cheng Yaojin...ah...ah..."

The drawl got louder and louder. Taoist Dongxuan's eyes widened for a moment, and he was dumbfounded by this scene. Just when he was at a loss, he saw the other party suddenly raised his fist and hit Taoist Dongxuan's face, and sang: "... Hammer

Your mother!"

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Chapter completed!