A figure wearing burlap appeared in front of the three people.

"Old scholar, how can you become a real Hongmeng? It's really rare!" The middle-aged man in burlap looked like an out-and-out old farmer, with a cheerful smile on his face.

The old scholar smiled, pointed at Jiang Du and said: "Wu Fu, my student, Jiang Du, I came here to ask you a favor."

"What's the matter?" Wu Fu glanced at Jiang Du and raised his eyebrows.

This little guy is also an extremely militant person. Although the surging blood energy does not appear on his body, the extremely strong evil spirit proves that Jiang Du is not a simple guy.

"Hit him!"

The old scholar spit out two words.

Wu Fu was stunned?

Beat...beat him?

Shake m?

Jiang Du grinned at Wu Fu and said politely: "Excuse me!"

Takefu...

He pulled the old scholar, blocked the two people's voices directly with his strength, and said with a strange expression: "Sir Sage, please stop making fun of me. Why are you beating your apprentice for no reason? Is there something wrong with me?"

The old scholar smiled.

"My student has a talent, that is, being beaten can improve his strength, so I want to help him improve in all aspects." The old scholar said with a smile.

"Sir, don't tease me. No one can become stronger after being beaten." Wu Fu didn't believe it at all.

How could such a thing exist?

"You'll know if you try it!"
Chapter completed!