Zombie: I made the immortal uncle Jiu by making clay figures

Can not be done.

I was about to open my mouth to stop him.

But he was gently stopped by Uncle Jiu.

"Hold on."

Taoist Priest Simu was stunned.

There was confusion in his eyes.

It’s Uncle Nine.

Continue shaking your head.

In fact, what Jiale said just now.

Uncle Jiu also heard it.

Although Uncle Jiu didn't say anything.

But, Uncle Jiu is also protective of his son.

When I heard my apprentice being said like this.

I also feel a little unhappy.

After all, it was the ghost who attacked first. If Qiu Sheng and Wencai had not resisted, they would have been dead by now.

But there is another reason.

It is also because Uncle Jiu knows Qiu Sheng Wencai’s strength.

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I want them to know too.

this matter.

I had no choice but to get into this trouble.

These Taoist priests sitting in the seats.

I saw that Uncle Jiu didn't move.

No one said anything.

Watch quietly.

In front of them, Qiu Sheng and Wencai were already confronting Jia Le.

"Am I right?"

Jiale also looked unhappy.

"You guys caused this trouble, and you want us to take the blame?!"

Wencai was even more excited.

As for literary talent, I can tolerate it.

But he was talking about Uncle Jiu in his words.

Wencai couldn't bear it.

"What do you mean by that? Do you mean that we are in trouble and cannot make up for it!?"

Jiale doesn't indulge her either.

He nodded heavily.

"If you don't have the ability, don't cause trouble, so as not to embarrass your master!"

The word "shame" made Jiale stretch it out for a long time.

Wencai couldn't bear it anymore.

"Can you try saying something again?"

"Hey."

Jiale sneered.

"I said what's wrong?"

"You still want to do it?"

Qiu Sheng was also very angry.

"Don't think that I won't hit you just because the master is here."

Jiale had been holding back his anger for a long time because of what he said.

He snorted coldly.

"Watch the fight!"

Finished with one word.

Jiale raised his fist directly.

He hit Wencai.

Taoist Simu paused.

The hand holding the cup also paused.

Although it was Jiale himself who had no rules.

But he is also Taoist Simu’s own beloved disciple.

This one beats two.

It’s not obviously a disadvantage!

Look at Jiale again.

A punch was thrown.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai on one side of the body.

Gently dodge.

Qiu Sheng clenched his fists.

Just take action.

But there was no action yet.

But he was stopped by Wencai.

"let me."

Qiu Sheng glanced at Wencai.

Slightly stunned.

This was the time Wencai was most angry.

Nod slightly.

Qiu Sheng took two steps back.

In the field.

Only Wencai and Jiale were left.

Jiale is also fast.

Among peers of the same level.

They are all outstanding.

pity.

Jiale this time.

You chose the wrong opponent.

Wencai is also known for his speed.

Even below the Jindan level, there is no opponent.

Deal with a Jiale.

It's even easier to do.

He snorted coldly.

Wencai looked at Jiale's fist sweeping towards him.

His mind moved slightly.

The power of the Silver Wolf was exerted a little.

But, that’s it.

Jiale couldn't catch it.

Look up.

Only a residual shadow of Qiu Sheng remained in front of him.

Before he could react.

Behind him, Wencai snorted coldly.

He kicked Jiale in the butt.

The writing speed is amazing.

Although only a little of the Silver Wolf's power was exerted.

But with the blessing of speed.

This kick was also very painful.

Jiale hasn't reacted yet.

I just felt like my butt was hit by a sledgehammer.

In the blink of an eye.

Just flew out directly.

Jiale hit the wall.

Eyes widened.

Can't believe it.

Except for the sharp pain in my butt.

I can't feel anything else.

Wencai stood there.

He snorted coldly.

"With just these two tricks, you still dare to shout here."

Next to him, Qiu Sheng also had a proud look on his face.

"That's right, don't you consider the occasion?"

Uncle Jiu saw this.

The corner of his mouth slightly raised while he was drinking tea.

Being proud is being proud.

What needs to be said should still be said.

He immediately let out a soft cry.

"Nonsense!"

A drink.