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What the old Taoist priest is doing now almost makes it clear that he is on Qin Shiyue's side.

So Wang Ai was really uncomfortable at this moment.

He didn't want to have any conflict with this peak.

But if he were to let Qin Shiyue go like this, he might as well die!

He was beaten and scolded by a junior who injured his grandson and crippled his subordinates.

If it was Lu Ci, he would have gone crazy by now! Bullying him because he has no temper?

"Baozheng! Can you please give my people back to me first?"

Wang Ai gritted his teeth, glared at Qin Shiyue fiercely and spoke.

Hearing this, Qin Shiyue smiled slightly and said, "I want it! Here you go!"

After he finished speaking, Qin Shiyue slapped the black-clothed man on his dantian.

Suddenly, the man in black flew towards Wang Ai like a cannonball.

Wang Ai's eyes widened, and he knocked the cane in his hand downward heavily.

Suddenly a Qi barrier rose up, blocking the man in black in front of him.

boom!

puff!

The man in black with a twisted body crashed into the barrier, making a dull sound, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

This time the man in black is completely useless, his dantian is destroyed. Unless Qin Shiyue and the old master work together, there is absolutely no possibility of recovery!

"Good, good, good! What a great monk Baozheng is!"

Wang Ai laughed in anger, his eyes full of bloodshot. Then he turned to look at the old Taoist priest.

"Old Heavenly Master, it was indeed my people who spoke rudely in this matter. His death was in vain! But you must give me an explanation for the matter of my grandson. He was beaten into such a state for no reason!"

Wang Ai stretched out a trembling finger, pointed at Wang and spoke.

Wang Ai's words are not as simple as they seem on the surface, they naturally carry a deeper meaning.

He was looking at the old Taoist priest at this moment, and the bloodshot in his eyes became even more intense.

The old Taoist priest Ming naturally understood what Wang Ai meant. However, he decisively pretended not to understand what Wang Ai meant, looked at Qin Shiyue and asked, "Baozheng, tell me, what exactly is going on?"

"Ah, nothing! This guy suddenly blocked my way and scared me. I thought he was a robber, so I attacked him subconsciously."

Qin Shiyue spoke lightly.

It seemed as if he didn't take this matter to heart.

"Robbery? You said my grandson was robbing people on Mount Longhu?! What the hell are you talking about!"

Wang Ai finally couldn't hold it in anymore and started swearing.

"Who knew he was your grandson? I've never seen him before. This guy suddenly appeared in front of me and Little Vulcan. Who knows what he is going to do? What if he kills me?"

Qin Shiyue spoke confidently.

"Little Vulcan! Yes! There is something else for you here! Ah!"

Wang Ai seemed to have just remembered the little fire god at this moment. He turned his head and looked at the little fire god with a grim gaze and spoke.

The little fire god frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable under the pressure of Wang Ai's aura.

After all, he is not Qin Shiyue, and his strength is indeed not enough when facing Wang Ai.

"Can you stop biting people randomly? What's the matter with the little Vulcan God? Do you think everyone is like a beating your grandson now? If you feel sorry for your grandson so much, why don't you let him out? Keep it as a giant baby at home!"

Qin Shiyue took a step across and stood in front of the Little Fire God, completely dissolving Wang Ai's oppressive aura.

The little fire god looked at Qin Shiyue's back, and the feeling of being protected made him a little moved. He secretly made up his mind that no matter what happened in the future, he would stand together with Master Baozheng!

"The burn on my grandson's head! Did you do it?!"

Wang Ai was almost driven crazy by Qin Shiyue, and he slapped the gauze off Wang Bing's head.

Although medicine has been applied, the burn marks on the head, like the scars from a monk's vow, are still clearly visible.

"One of my master's most skilled skills is the wood-burning knife technique, so naturally I can use it too! And I burned those scars on him. I want him to learn a lesson. I am trying to persuade him on behalf of the Buddha! You're welcome!"

After Qin Shiyue finished speaking, he raised his hand and a flaming knife slashed out, heading straight towards Wang Ai.

Wang Ai had been alert for a long time, so this time, he calmly broke Qin Shiyue's flaming sword.

"Cough cough!"

Seeing that Wang Ai was about to go crazy, the old Taoist coughed twice and said, "Baozheng, don't be so presumptuous!"

After saying that, he glared at Qin Shiyue, then turned to look at Wang Ai and said, "Old Wang! To put it bluntly, this is a matter between the younger generation. Isn't it normal for them to fight and make trouble? How about I tell his master and let him give you an explanation?"

"We are all so old, why bother with a junior?"

The old Taoist priest patted Wang Ai on the shoulder and spoke with a serious face.

However, Wang Ai swept the old Taoist priest's hand away, looked at him coldly and said, "Zhang Zhiwei, today you have to stand up to this little bald donkey and protect him openly, right?"

"Old Wang! What do you mean by that? When did I ever defend this little monk? Didn't I just stick to the facts?"

The old Taoist priest looked at Wang Ai with a puzzled look and spoke.

"Good! Good point! Zhang Zhiwei, I want to see how long you can protect him!"

After Wang Ai finished speaking, he was about to leave with Wang Bing!

"Wang Ai! You don't understand what I'm saying, right? I'm just talking about the facts. Do you have any opinions about my handling of the matter? If you have any opinions, you can speak up!"

The old Taoist priest's face also turned gloomy at this moment, and he spoke coldly.

The aura around him was like a mountain, pressing down on Wang Ai so hard that he immediately stopped in his tracks!

Wang Ai stood there, as if petrified, his body not moving at all, while Wang Bing had been crushed to the ground.

With his limited skill, he could not withstand the old Taoist's aura, and his crotch soon became wet.

Wang Bing was angry and ashamed, but he couldn't move!

At this time, Wang Ai slowly turned around. His eyes were red and about to bleed, but his face regained its amiable look. He smiled and said, "I have no objection, old Heavenly Master. You did the right thing. When the time comes, I will let Master Jie Kong give me an explanation for this matter."

"Okay! I'll let Jie Kong contact you. Then I won't send you off. Send your people to the hospital immediately."

After saying this, the old Taoist priest waved his hand and ordered everyone to leave.

"it is good!"

Wang Ai nodded heavily, then pulled up the limp Wang Bing and walked away. The speed of his steps did not show that he was a centenarian at all.

Hey~

The old Taoist priest couldn't help but sigh as he watched Wang Ai and the others leave.