"I'll tell you! I collapsed the Heart Cultivation Hall this time, and if I compensate for the loss this time, I won't trouble you two. Wang Jue looked at the white-faced scholar and said.

"It turns out that you did it? Great, no wonder Wang Jue Daoyou is my idol! It turns out that we have the same hobby!" Hearing Wang Jue personally say that he had destroyed the Heart Cultivation Palace, the hanged ghost suddenly said happily.

"Get out of the way, who has the same hobby as you, let's just talk about the matter, you can't pay it or not!" Wang Jue said to the hanged ghost with a straight face.

"Compensation, since it was the idol who destroyed the Heart Cultivation Palace, of course I can't let you pay for it, what kind of system is this, our brothers are all inclusive, Daoyou said how much gold you need to compensate, just ask. ”

The hanged ghost seemed to be emboldened all of a sudden, and without waiting for his brother to speak, he hurriedly agreed.

"Let's put this matter aside for now, and if I have any opinions, I would like to ask you two, your great elder has become the sect master?" Wang Jue changed the topic and turned to Ji Yongcun.

"Wang Jue Daoyou is very well-informed, the great elder is the sect master, and my eldest brother and I came to Jicheng this time, just because we received a great ...... Delegates from the Suzerain. ”

The hanged ghost, like a white-faced scholar, almost said the wrong thing again, and immediately changed it when he realized that it was wrong.

"I remember that your Great Elder ran out of eggs, and the last time Jin Manhoard came, he bought the elixir from me, saying that it was ...... Your Great Elder who has no eggs entrusted him to buy it, did he eat the elixir?" Wang Jue said to the hanged ghost.

"Eat and eat, the idol's elixir is not ordinary, some time ago, the sect master was sad all day long, and after a short time, he immediately became talking and laughing, I guess it may be that I ate the elixir, the egg...... For the sake of growth. ”

After chatting for a while, the hanged man spoke more and more fluently, and the white-faced scholar wanted to speak several times, but he took over the conversation first.

"There is also an elder who has no chickens and balls, I know him, but I don't know what his name is!" Wang Jue said as if talking to himself.

"He is the second elder, after the great elder became the sect master, the second elder became the great elder, his name is Wu Yongren. In order to be courteous, the hanged ghost hurriedly told Wang Jue.

"Do you two know who cut off their liferoots?" Wang Jue said as he looked at the two.

"It was a strong man who followed Master Wang Jue, and I later learned that he was the third elder of Feixian Island, and a big pair of scissors was very powerful. ”

This time, the white-faced scholar reacted quickly, and answered Wang Jue's words first, and his title for Wang Jue also changed, and he no longer called him Daoyou.

"The big scissors of the three elders are so good, I also long for a big scissors like that, raise my hand and wave it, look at who is not pleasing to the eye, and cut off his lifeline with a pair of scissors, I feel enjoyable when I think about it. Wang Jue said to the two.

"Master Wang Jue is very intelligent, and if he wants to cultivate big scissors, it must be very simple for the master. The white-faced scholar held a folding fan in his hand and began to flatter Wang Jue.

"It's a pity! Even if I want to practice the big scissors, then someone has to accompany me to practice, I think this is good, you two brothers are good, let's start immediately." ”

Wang Jue looked at the crotch of the white-faced scholar and the hanged ghost, imagining the appearance of cutting off the roots of the two of them, and then raised his hand in front of the two of them.

"Wang Jue Daoyou, you are my idol, Daoyou can't attack your fans!"

After listening to Wang Jue, and seeing his fingers pointing towards the two of them, the hanged ghost's frightened face turned even paler, and he hurriedly covered his hands in front of the library, and at the same time, the white-faced scholar also covered his crotch with his hands like a hanged ghost.

The movements of the two brothers are uniform, and if anyone who doesn't know sees it, they must think that the two have gone through countless rehearsals in advance.

As the hanged man screamed, a pair of super-large scissors appeared out of thin air in front of the two of them, and the scissors were open and emitted a stunning silver light.

Wang Jue raised his hand to the big scissors and gently separated the air, and the big scissors went straight to the crotch of the hanged ghost, looking like he was going to cut off his hand along with the root of his life.

"Spare my life, idol, I have no enmity with you, don't cut off my cocks and balls, I haven't married a wife and had children, and my life is still useful. ”

Seeing that the big scissors were cut to the crotch, the hanged ghost hurriedly begged Wang Jue for mercy, he wanted to resist, but he couldn't raise the emotion of resistance.

The hanged man was frightened, so frightened that while he clenched his crotch with both hands, his legs clamped tightly, and a layer of cold sweat broke out in the blink of an eye on his head.

"Master Wang Jue, if you want to kill, kill it, please don't insult my two brothers, you and I have no grudges in the near future, why do you need to bully the weak!"

The white-faced scholar also covered his crotch with his hand, and his words were neither humble nor arrogant, although he had no idea of fighting with Wang Jue, but he did not see any signs of fear of death.

"Haha! I'm playing with you! Don't be afraid, you're so right, why should you kill you! Relax, relax!"

Wang Jue laughed, raised his head and waved his hand at the big scissors in front of the two, and the big scissors suddenly turned into a fine light and dissipated.

Poof!

The two brothers breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, as if they had gone through a big battle, especially the hanged ghost, which made the big scissors collapse in fright, and simply sat on the ground with their butts.

The hanged man sat on the ground, didn't care about wiping the cold sweat on his face, and hurriedly pinched the root of his thigh with his hand, wanting to see if he was still conscious, he wanted to stand up, but his legs were disobedient.

"In the Silver Sword Sect, I only have one enemy, Liu Yunlong, if he is dead, the cause and effect between me and the Silver Sword Sect will not exist, you two don't need to be scared like this, hang the ghost, you hurry up. ”

Wang Jue said to the two, and then, turning his head to look at the hanged ghost, let him get up from the ground.

"Damn, you think I'd like to sit on the ground? ”

The hanged ghost thought in his heart, he didn't dare to say this to Wang Jue, he supported the ground with his two hands, he still wanted to stand up, but his legs were scared and weak, and he was very angry at a critical time.

"I understand, you like to sit on the ground, everyone has their own habits, I don't force it, I want to invite you over for a cup of tea! It seems that there is no need, you just sit on the ground!" Wang Jue seemed to suddenly realize, and said to the hanged ghost.

Wang Jue is also fucked up enough, the hanged ghost can't get up when he sits on the ground, and the white-faced scholar is still standing! The hanged ghost can't sit on the stone bench to drink tea, and the white-faced scholar has no problem at all! However, he didn't call to come often.

"Idols really know me, so I like to sit on the floor, and it's more casual to stay like this. ”

The hanged man hurriedly climbed down the pole, made an excuse for himself, and then reached under his buttocks, took out the small stone that was stuck on his buttocks, and rubbed his buttocks with his hands.

"The two of you are back to business, and I won't tell you that before the two of you came, the other four sects came. As soon as Wang Jue changed the topic, he was about to talk about alchemy.

"They have all been here, Master Wang Jue, let me guess what they are here for, are they inviting the master to alchemy?"

The white-faced scholar's face had already returned to normal, and the folding fan in his hand was also put away in a chic manner, and when he heard Wang Jue mention the four major sects, he immediately politely set up with Wang Jue.

"You guessed it, the four sects have all refined a lot of spirit pills, and they have just left, if you come a little earlier, you will be able to meet Tie Bingliang and that Tong Ling Daoist. Wang Jue often said to the white-faced scholars.

"Idol, do you mean Tie Bingliang and Tong Ling came together? Alas, knowing that they were together, I waited here in advance. ”

This time, without waiting for the white-faced scholar to speak, the hanged ghost interjected, looking at his expression as if he was a little annoyed.

"What are you upset about, hanged man! What does it matter to you whether people come or not? "People are here to invite me to do alchemy, what are you waiting for?" Wang Jue asked the hanged ghost.

"Alas, don't mention idols, do you think Tong Ling is beautiful? I have long liked her, she is my dream girl, I can't wait to marry her home immediately. The hanged man sighed again.

"Tong Ling is very beautiful, you and her are not a good match! You are like a hanged ghost alive in the world, you marry her home, and don't you scare people to wake up in the middle of the night? Since you are the lover of your dreams, just make your dreams come true with him in your dreams." Wang Jue began to sarcastically hang the ghost.

"I'm not good-looking, but I like someone who is not guilty, and it is precisely because I like her that I give me the motivation to cultivate. ”

It may be that after chatting with Wang Jue for so long, the hanged ghost is used to Wang Jue's path, and he is no longer afraid, and he can speak neatly.

"Then you secretly like it! I won't interfere with you, white-faced scholar, you also come to me to alchemy?"

No longer bothering with the hanged ghost, Wang Jue directly turned the topic to alchemy, just now he took advantage of nothing to tease the brothers, and when the ridicule was enough, he immediately got back to business.

"Yes, the sect master found out that the other four families were all looking for a master for alchemy, so he immediately sent my two brothers to invite the master. The white-faced scholar said truthfully.

"Why did your sect master, who has grown eggs, specially ask you to come and invite me to do alchemy? is it also because you are familiar with this place?"

Among the people sent by the first four sects, three are Tianjiao of their respective sects, one is because of a good relationship with Wang Jue, but the two in front of them are different, neither Zongmen Tianjiao, nor Wang Jue has anything to do with it.

"Master Wang Jue's guess is accurate, didn't we come here once in two years! The white-faced scholar said to Wang Jue.

When the white-faced scholar said this again, he probably remembered a scene two years ago, and turned his head to look at the collapsed Heart Nourishing Palace.

"Idol, do you want to give the Silver Sword Sect alchemy?"

The hanged ghost took the time to interject a sentence, Wang Jue immediately turned his face to look at him, and the hanged ghost had a worried expression on his face, worried that Wang Jue would directly reject them.

"Of course it's alchemy, I'm an alchemist, what I do is trading, and if there is a deal, I take the initiative to come to the door, don't be a fool, what about the things I brought! ”

Wang Jue seemed to be answering the hanged ghost, but his eyes were staring at the white-faced scholar, because he saw that there were two storage bags hanging from the white-faced scholar's waist, and in one of the storage bags, there must be spiritual grass, pill recipes and spirit pills.

When it came to the topic, the white-faced scholar hurriedly reached out and took off the storage bag, and walked a few steps quickly to Wang Jue.