It's really rare that Master Hu, who he despises the most, is willing to bow his head for the sake of his own apprentices?

Migami narrowed his eyes and looked up and down at Master Hu, who was rubbing his skin.

It's still so sloppy, so that he can't look at it.

Hey, he really felt sorry for the master, he took in a total of these two apprentices, one jumped out more than the other, and the master cried to death.

"I said senior brother," Master Hu rubbed his skin and continued to say for Wan Yanxu, "Anyway, you are Xu'er's uncle, at this time, you don't help him, and you try every means to embarrass him, if this spreads, your reputation in the fairy world will be worrying." ”

Cut.

That's it?

When Mikami heard this, he almost burst out laughing.

Does he care about his reputation in the heavenly realm?

If he cares, he dares to let those immortal mounts have diarrhea all the way?

Pull.

Who in the heavenly court dares to say that he has a bad reputation? Just ask who dares?

Whoever dares to say that about him, he will let all their mounts and urine, make them lose their armor, and throw them into public.

The surnamed Hu can't see the light of day in the underworld, and his brain is squeezed by the door, right? Dare to scare him with this, as if he was afraid of someone, ahh

Thinking about it like this, Mijin's expression became disdainful and arrogant.

Without saying anything, anyone who saw his expression could guess what was on his mind.

The emperor looked at the sky with his eyes, and bowed a handful of sympathetic tears for Yan Xu in his heart.

It's not that his daughter doesn't help, you just want to hate Yan Xu, and you have to find the right target, just find the old guy from the god of God, go quickly.

Jia Baoer is even more accustomed to her master's face, she knows where the knot in her master's heart is, it's nothing more than a gambling contract back then.

If Master Hu is willing to admit defeat and bow his head in front of the master to admit his mistakes, the master will definitely pretend to be reluctant and agree to ingest the shadow of the Emperor Xudu into the Dingkun Mirror through the air.

Master, Master, look at the two apprentices you recognize, they are all childish, with a lot of beard, and they are still so awkward.

The attitude of the god was there, and the pressure was on Master Hu.

Master Hu was so angry that his teeth moved for a while, biting and biting. He twisted his nose and glared at him, grinning at the back of the god's head.

The feeling of being forced into a corner is really not wonderful enough.

Raising his eyes to see the depressed appearance of his apprentice, Master Hu, who had always been invincible, realized for the first time the difficulty of hard stubble.

If this is his own business, he doesn't care about it, just like the gambling contract back then.

Unexpectedly, he still lost one after all, and was calculated by the shameless god of the gods.

At the most critical juncture of his apprenticeship, people used his bow to threaten him.

Alas, the competition that he had been waiting for for many years, and which he was full of confidence, was thus advanced.

No, it's not even being advanced, it's forced to admit defeat.

I didn't even have to compare, so I threw in the towel.

Ahhh

Yushen, you pervert, one day, Lao Tzu will have to kill you.

Master Hu was full of slander in his heart, and he couldn't wait to swallow the god into his belly.

The back of the god's head seemed to have eyes, and he didn't even need to turn his head, so he said to Wan Yanxu: "Tell your master, don't grit your teeth behind Lao Tzu." Lao Tzu's patience is limited, if you don't try it with Jia Baoer, Lao Tzu will go back after eating the meat skewers. ”

Competition?

Than what to try?

Try it than a fart!

Wan Yanxu and Master Hu both scolded their mothers fiercely in their hearts.

This old guy made it clear that he was forced to admit defeat, and he had to make a very fair posture to let people try to decide whether they won or lost.

It's as if Yan Xu won Jia Bao'er, and he can happily help Yan Xu a lot?

Hypocrisy, extreme hypocrisy.

Looking at the expression of the god, he hated so much that Master Hu's teeth began to hurt.

God, please take this eye-piercing thing, shouldn't you let him rise to the throne of the gods, where is he worthy?

Speaking of which, it's all to blame the master, who passed on the spell that can summon the soul to the senior brother, so that now the apprentice wants to use it, and he has to bow to the senior brother with the apprentice.

No matter how the two masters cut their teeth, the god is there leisurely.

Shaking Erlang's legs, there seemed to be a smile on his face.

Looking at the expressions of their master and apprentice who couldn't swallow like flies, his heart was simply happy.

I love to see how you hate me and have to bow to me, I'm so hated, so what?

With a smug heart, Mijin hummed a tune through his nose.

The Mortal Opera Troupe was a good place to go, and before returning to Heaven, he had to listen to a few more passages.

"That ......" Master Hu's eyes rolled to Tianlinggai, he really didn't like to look at his senior brother's face at all, and resisted the urge to punch him, he had to admit it himself, and said, "There is no need to compete, just think that Xu'er lost, right?" ”

Migami raised an eyebrow.

"What? What do you mean by being a treat? If you lose, you lose, and if you win, you win, you can't be ambiguous. If you are really not convinced, you can fight. was supposed to wait for Garboer and Lu to fight again, but this was not to save your mother in vain, so the competition was advanced. Speaking of which, we still suffer, no way, who told me to be good-hearted. As long as the winner or loser is decided, I will help him summon the soul shadow of Emperor Xudu to the Dingkun Mirror, it is a matter of minutes, it is not difficult. ”

Master Hu sighed in his heart.

It's not hard to fart, and it has to make you feel good, so don't say anything about the real competition.

If you really compete, if my apprentice Xu'er wins, your old thing's spirit will be good. Isn't it better to pretend to be fair, but in fact, the pressure is on this side, so that we can honestly admit defeat even if we don't move the real chapter?

Glancing at Wan Yanxu's depressed face, Master Hu's heart softened.

That's it.

The apprentice is his own, and others don't feel sorry for him.

The only wish of the apprentice is to save his mother from the enchantment, and now that everything is ready, he only owes him a bow to the gods, then he, bah, he will bow his head.

Thinking of this, Master Hu's heart was horizontal, he strode forward, pounced, knelt on one knee, arched his hand to the god, and said loudly: "Senior brother is above, I ...... My apprentice is not good at learning Yan Xu, and I can't win a few moves in the hands of your apprentice Jia Bao'er, today my master and apprentice are willing to admit defeat, and I will never regret it from now on. This was the result of the bet between you and me back then. ”

With that, he lowered his head to his chest, raised his hands high, and lowered them deeply.

Mikami's eyebrows had always been raised, and his eyes rolled several times.

This, this, this......

Throwing in the towel so quickly? He thought he would have to talk a few more times.

However, I have been looking forward to winning or losing for so long, and I don't feel much joy.

The contradiction of Zhente Niang.

Frowning, he was a little annoyed.

I knew what I wanted to do individually, and I wanted to do something affordable.

Now it's regretting, isn't it too late?