"It's him, my inheritor! Although he has never worshipped his teacher, I have long regarded him as a disciple, he is the inheritor of my Su Zhaojiu, and he is also the promoter of pharmacology! The Tongyuan ancient coin is just a meager gift from the master to the disciple, and it is worth making such a fuss about? His talent, I believe you have also seen it, could it not be that without that ancient coin, he would not be able to become the Holy Son of Medicine?"

"Senior brother!" Murong Zheng was instantly furious, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Su Zhaojiu turned his head lightly, "Lord Murong Feng, may I ask who your junior brother is?"

"You!" Murong Zheng's throat froze, a breath of anger suddenly blocked his chest, his face was flushed, and he gritted his teeth and whispered: "Do you want to give up your future because of an insignificant person!"

Su Zhaojiu said sarcastically: "He is my disciple of Su Zhaojiu, how can he be an inconsequential person, you don't want to reverse right and wrong here and slander our pharmacology." />

Murong Zhengqi couldn't say a word, and at this time, the East Kite Peak Peak Lord hurriedly waved back the guards, walked over and said, "What is Murong Peak Lord talking about there? ”

At this moment, everyone's eyes were on Murong Zheng, there were doubts, disdain, and sighs, and the most was to ask, asking why he wronged the Medicine Saint Son.

Ji Yan didn't say a word, she looked at Su Zhaojiu from afar, she obviously felt that he was subject to Murong Zheng, why did she have to defend her?

Su Zhaojiu smiled faintly and cast a reassuring look.

His own inheritor is also a benefactor, and he must be maintained. Moreover, he had already thought of a way to get rid of Murong Zheng's control.

Murong Zheng glared at Su Zhaojiu fiercely, with an angry expression of wanting to eat people, he never imagined that Su Zhaojiu would bite back at a critical time, even regardless of his future.

Don't let him lose his old face, and let that bastard medicine saint son escape, can't he be hateful!

"Let's see!" Murong Zheng made a note in his heart, and when this matter passed, he would settle accounts with Su Zhaojiu.

When he looked up at everyone, Murong Zheng suddenly changed into an embarrassed smile: "I'm really sorry, I recognized the wrong person...... Recognize the wrong person......"

The East Kite Peak Peak Lord glanced at Murong Zheng, and said sarcastically in his voice: "Murong Peak Lord, because of your words, even the time to open the teleportation array has been delayed, but it is not a sentence that can be prevaricated by recognizing the wrong person." ”

Murong Zheng's old face turned red, and the East Kite Peak Lord continued: "Besides, your words and deeds almost insulted the reputation of the Medicine Saint Son, and you are still a child, wouldn't it be ...... for you to do this?"

"Old woman of the East Kite, don't go too far!" Realizing the intention of the Lord of the East Kite Peak, Murong Zheng's face sank and he sent a message to her, "Don't think that I don't know that among that group of people, there is a medicine boy from your East Kite Peak!"

After glaring at Murong Zheng coldly, the East Kite Peak Lord closed his mouth and stopped talking.

Murong Zheng snorted coldly, wanting him to apologize publicly, but he didn't admit his innocence. Moreover, he and the Holy Son of Medicine are like fire and water, how can they bend down to that kid!

"It's all a misunderstanding...... Murong is shy, trying hard to maintain his reputation back, but everyone is not blind, things have developed to this extent, who is right and wrong, it is the clearest.

The more Murong Zheng tried to whiten himself, the more disdain everyone looked at him.

In the end, Murong Zheng had to unite with the other peak masters early, open the teleportation array, and send people away.