In order to be able to find enough strength to rescue the master, Jiang Donglei had to go to Bo Shi Ge, hoping that the other party could provide help, but the current elders of Bo Shi Ge could not contact the shopkeeper.

I went to find some friends who were close to Qingyun Sect and had received the favor of the master, but unfortunately Qingyun Sect was the boss in this area, and the news of the master's persecution was more or less heard by the forces of the Qingyun Sect.

Therefore, Jiang Donglei has eaten a closed door, and no one wants to provoke the current prosperous King Du Delong Dan for the sake of a wasted person, as well as the law enforcement hall that has the power of life and death in Qingyun Sect.

After hitting the wall many times, Jiang Donglei had to give up asking for help, and stayed alone in the room thinking about how to rescue the master, he couldn't and didn't dare to ask Hu Qiumeng to come to help, you must know that Hu Qiumeng represents the demon clan, if she comes, she will push the master to the opposite side of the human race, which is what Jiang Donglei doesn't want to see, and at the same time, the master will never accept the result.

And those friends who have been trapped in the Warcraft Mountain Range with their master for more than ten years have not been notified, and Jiang Donglei does not have these contact information and addresses.

There is no way to think about it, and the Third Empress Qingyun Sect posted a notice to convene a conference to try King Liu Xinghe Dan, asking all the sect monks above the foundation building period to go to watch the ceremony, which made Jiang Donglei immediately feel bad.

With such a result, the idiots know that it must be that the sect can't withstand it, and the pressure from Du Delong, the Law Enforcement Hall and the master's opponent will definitely be unfavorable to the master.

In this way, Jiang Donglei was a little thinking about whether to release the location of his eyebrows, the demon beast in the unknown space, and take advantage of the chaos to rescue the master when the time comes, but he can only reluctantly release Jiu'er and the Golden Lion Beast at present, and every time he releases his income, his head hurts to death.

This idea is just thinking about it, he doesn't know what the strength of Qingyun Sect really is, after all, he has been alone, and he has no impression of the strength of these monks at that time, and he has been hanging on his shadow for a few years since his master disappeared.

So he wanted to go to the sect master to intercede, but he didn't have a chance to see the sect master at all, so he was really unable to, so he took the wine and food to the remote place behind the attic of the scriptures and drank stuffy wine.

He really has nowhere to go, there are people living around his residence, and he has a lot of secrets, and he is worried about losing his words after drinking, so that people will listen to his secrets.

Jiang Donglei had the situation of talking in his sleep after being drunk, and the most classic of them was that because the master was squeezing himself to learn alchemy knowledge at that time, he was very strict with Jiang Donglei when he was studying, and he didn't take a ring ruler to smoke Jiang Donglei's ass.

This caused Jiang Donglei to be dissatisfied, so Jiang Donglei urinated in his master's teapot.

Without the master knowing, he heated the tea in the teapot and drank it, hahahahaha.......

At that time, Liu Xinghe smashed his mouth a few times, and said to himself how the taste of today's tea was a little strange.

Once Jiang Donglei was drunk, he peed into his master's teapot in his sleep, and came out, but he was shaking a fan to take care of Liu Xinghe when he heard that he almost didn't have his nose crooked.

The second took the ring ruler and asked Jiang Donglei if there was such a thing, and then Jiang Donglei's ass was slapped a few times.

The mood was really depressed, and he couldn't find anyone to talk to, so Jiang Donglei had to come to the big bluestone that was very remote behind the Zangjing Pavilion, and laughed and cried while drinking and talking to himself drunk.

"I'm still not allowed to let people sleep? It's rare for my old man to get a good night's sleep, and your son is here babbling endlessly and drunk. ”

Just as Jiang Donglei was three points sober and seven points drunk, a hoarse voice sounded in his ears.

"Who? you-you-who? old-old-son drink Lao Tzu's wine, and care--care about your birds?"

Jiang Donglei drunkenly replied, honest people can usually endure it, but when they are drunk, they are the boss, Lao Tzu is the boss of the boss, day, who is afraid of whom.

Jiang Donglei looked for half a moment in a daze and didn't find anyone, thinking that he had heard it wrong, so he scolded a few more words and continued to drink and talk nonsense to himself.

It's just that he just drank two more glasses, and suddenly a gray-black mist-like figure slowly appeared two meters in front of him, yes, like a ghost, from nothing, the wine glass in Jiang Donglei's hand fell to the ground, and the wine in the wine glass splashed on his legs and feet.

Jiang Donglei suddenly felt a chill in his back, and immediately sobered up, and didn't say a word with his mouth open.

"What's the matter, ghost, wasn't it still hanging just now, why do you look like a ghost now?"

The hoarse voice teased.

Hey, this voice is so familiar, very familiar, like I've heard it before.

Isn't this the voice of the old Yang Tou of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion? Although every time this old guy cleans up by himself, he makes a humming sound, but the voice is absolutely not wrong.

"You, you, immortal, are you an old Yang head?"

Jiang Donglei asked very respectfully and flatteringly.

"Oh——, yes, yes, I still remember my old man, I don't think about solving things when you encounter them, what kind of drunken madness are you here, disturbing my old man's sleep."

Remember to be calm, to work hard instead of giving up on yourself, there is no hurdle that cannot be overcome, and if you give up when you encounter something, you will never have a chance to succeed.

Okay, let's drink and talk today, it's very boring to look at this broken Tibetan scripture pavilion, I haven't drunk for a long time, reacquaint, my surname is Yang Invincible, my old man is still very young, what old man Yang? ”

Yang Wushu fanned his sleeve very casually, and the dust on the ground sat opposite Jiang Donglei.

"Yang, Grandpa Yang is your old man, I, I thought it was——, Oh, yes, it's Big Brother Yang, Brother Yang, please, please. ”

Jiang Donglei shuddered and took out a can of wine from the storage bag, respectfully delivered it to Old Man Yang with both hands, and took out a ceramic cup and respectfully put it in front of the other party.

It's not okay to be disrespectful, this guy is like a ghost from nothing, who sees who is not afraid at night? Now Jiang Donglei has cultivation, but he can't sense Yang Wuving's existence at all, you must know that monks all have aura or momentum.

But no matter how Jiang Donglei sensed it, he couldn't feel Yang Invincible's existence, and there were only two such results, one was that the other party's cultivation was too high, the other was a mortal who had no cultivation at all, and the other might be that the other party was really a ghost.

No matter which result Jiang Donglei didn't dare to provoke the other party, so he was very restrained and heartfelt to accompany the other party to drink, and the two of them drank their own drinks at the beginning, and they didn't talk.