Jiang Shuihan glanced at Wang Li in admiration, then glanced at the messy ring, and lightly ordered, "Clean up the ring, and then send Zhou Yu to heal." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Speaking of which, Wang Li flew to the main hall on the top of Jingtai Peak, leaving only a large number of melon-eating people who were still immersed in their memories.

Jingtai Peak, Jingtai Palace, Jiang Shuihan sat on the top with an unkind face, and Wang Li knelt down honestly.

"Bang", Jiang Shui slapped the armrest on the chair violently, leaving a handprint an inch deep on the incomparably hard steel armrest.

Wang Li, whose eyes were rolling around, was frightened, and hurriedly raised his head, squeezing out a smiling face to look at Jiang Shuihan.

"Laugh, do you still know how to laugh, where is the prestige just now? Killing your fellow disciples in front of everyone's eyes, you are becoming more and more capable now, no one in the Vientiane Sect can cure you, right", Jiang Shui jumped like thunder, pointed at Wang Li with his halberd, and shouted and scolded.

Wang Li didn't have the cold temperament like a blade in the ring just now, at this moment he was like a little pimp with soft bones, and replied with a smile, "No, no, how dare the disciple, didn't you know just now, Zhou Yu not only ridiculed me, but also ridiculed the family I was from, and what is even more odious is that he also ridiculed me Jing Taifeng, insulting the god-like Jiang Feng Lord in my heart, it is simply unbearable, even if I fight hard, I have to teach him a lesson, let him know why the flowers are so red"

Young Master Wang was filled with righteous indignation, and there seemed to be a holy light shining all over his body, setting off his incomparably greatness.

Jiang Shuihan glanced at Wang Li, who was beating his chest in the audience, and asked with a smile, "Oh?

Wang Li looked at the score, and his little head was like a chicken pecking rice, "It's really, it's more real than real money."

"You fucking hell", Jiang Shuihan burst into a foul language, casually picked up a jade ruler at hand and smashed it at Young Master Wang, "You dare to fool me and look for death."

"Ah~~~~", Wang Li was directly knocked down by Yuzhen ruler, and a shiny big gold bag immediately appeared on his head.

"You still have one last chance, tell me the truth", after a long time, Jiang Shuihan's faint voice came from above.

Wang Li didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, knelt down in a proper manner, bowed his head and said in a muffled voice, "Zhou Yu did insult me and Xiaopang and our background, in fact, I wouldn't be so angry if I put it aside, at most I would make him ugly on stage, but I don't know what's wrong today, my mind is full of a killing word, and now it's quite weird for me to think about it myself."

"Oh, finally to the point, didn't you notice that you were wrong all this time", Jiang Shuihan pressed his elbow against the arm of the chair, and then dragged his chin, as if intentionally and unintentionally.

Wang Li knelt down and thought about it, and said hesitantly, "Let's put it this way, it's really a little, I used to be a very sunny person, just like the brilliant sunflower, but recently I have become a little gloomy, and I am very violent, and I always want to get angry."

Jiang Shuihan clapped his hands and said softly: "This is because your realm has improved too quickly, but you don't have a good state of mind as a foundation, which leads to the enchantment of demons.

Wang Li raised his head suddenly, "Damn, it's so serious!"

Jiang Shuihan was not happy at that time, his thick eyebrows were raised, and the monstrous momentum directly crushed towards the eldest young master Wang, "You dare to doubt my judgment?"

Young Master Wang's back was cold, and he waved his hand again and again, "No, no, no, how can the disciple doubt the peak master, Jiang Feng Lord is wise and martial, his skills are superb, the immortal blessing is eternal, and the longevity is ...... with the sky."

Listening to Wang Li's endless sycophants, Jiang Shuihan's face was full of disdain, and he waved his hand and took out a futon and threw it to Wang Li, "Sit on it and recite the Qingxin recipe 200 times."

"Oh", Wang Li agreed, pulled the futon, sat on it, and honestly recited the secret of purifying his heart.

This pure heart recipe is a pamphlet issued by the sect, which only says that you must recite it silently before and after practicing, but Master Wang has never practiced it once, the reason is very simple, he is not a monk, why should he recite the scriptures every day.

But as he chanted over and over again, there was a subtle black qi floating out of his body, and the futon under him shot out one after another blue light to strangle the black qi.

After reading it 200 times, Wang Li opened his eyes, only to feel refreshed, as if he had unloaded a heavy burden, knowing that he was indeed haunted by demons, he hurriedly bowed his hand, "Disciple Xie Feng's grace is carefully dialed."

Jiang Shuihan waved his hand, "Okay, don't come with me to these vain heads, get out of here."

"Yes, yes", Wang Li hurriedly stood up, glanced at this futon, pulled his neck and asked tentatively, "Peak Master, what about this fu......ton?"

Jiang Shuihan was amused by the shameless appearance of Young Master Wang, this kid can scrape the ground and scrape himself, which shows how bold he is, "I'm sending you, hurry up and get out of me."

Wang Lixi smiled, ignored Jiang Shuihan's disgusted expression directly, hurriedly snatched the futon and threw it into his storage bag, then arched his hand slightly, patted his buttocks, and swaggered out of the hall.

"Remember, this heart purification recipe must be recited once a day", Jiang Shuihan's voice came from behind him.

Wang Li's heart was slightly warm, and he turned around and arched his hand, "Thank you to the peak master, the disciple can save it", he is not stupid, although Jiang Shuihan beat and scolded him, but this love is from the bottom of his heart, and he did this, and he also took the responsibility of mutilating his fellow disciples for himself, all this young master Wang remembered in his heart, he could follow such a peak master, and he had no regrets in this life.

Jiang Shuihan looked at Wang Li, who had already gone away, and his originally cold face suddenly filled with a bright smile, "Hahahaha", and laughter spread throughout the entire hall.

With laughter, two people walked out of the apse, one was the peak master of Kaiyuan Peak, the current head of the sect Qin Mu, and the other was Lin Yi, the head of the Dead Ying Peak.

Qin Mu glanced at the complacent Jiang Shuihan angrily, and then found a seat to sit down, "Okay, aren't you just looking for a good seedling, as for being so happy?"

Lin Yi, who was sitting on the side, was also unhappy, "Looking at your villainous appearance, I really can't wait to kill you."

Jiang Shuihan cocked Erlang's legs, and said with a smile while shaking, "You guys, you just can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour, Wang Li's set of body methods, has anyone seen what the doorway is, are they all dumbfounded? Even I can see it, you can rest."

Qin Mu was slightly suffocated, and said with a little stumbling, "This body martial art is indeed extremely mysterious, and it must also be created by a certain great power, I can only see a hint of it, but I can't find his route at all."

Lin Yi next to him also nodded a little solemnly, and greatly appreciated Wang Li's getaway.

Young Master Wang never dreamed that even the sect master couldn't find the path for him to move, if he listened to these words, it was estimated that he would be able to live for a month.