Under One Person: I Become Stronger When I Break My Vows

Chapter 110

"Little bastard! If you don't speak, no one will think you're dumb! I'm like this because of you!"

The old Taoist glared at Qin Shiyue and scolded him in dissatisfaction.

The crowd around them was confused at the moment, and they didn't understand what happened between Qin Shiyue and the old Taoist.

But it seemed like there was something interesting.

Feng Xingtong and Canglong's eyes lit up at this moment, and they looked at Qin Shiyue with sharp eyes.

They wanted to move forward to get information, but when they remembered their previous contact with Qin Shiyue, they didn't dare to move.

"Ah, right, right, you go and do your work."

Qin Shiyue smiled and waved his hand, and turned around quickly.

The old Taoist paid such a "painful" price to drag Lu Jin into the water to help him deal with the Wang family.

Logically speaking, Qin Shiyue should be grateful, but for some reason, Qin Shiyue always felt gloating when he saw the old Taoist like this.

Seeing Qin Shiyue turned away, the old Taoist priest couldn't help but glared at Lu Jin, who had dark circles under his eyes, and said, "Your uncle's old Lu! Didn't I tell you not to hit me in the face? Why do you always hit me in the face?"

"Stop talking nonsense! I'm going to hit you! Where do I have to hit you? It's because you recovered quickly, otherwise, you can still come out to see people today?"

Lu Jin curled his lips in disdain, but when he looked at the old Taoist priest, he still had some unsatisfied feelings.

Obviously he wanted to find an opportunity to beat the old Taoist priest again.

After being tricked by him once, he always felt that he was at a disadvantage.

How about now?

Seeing Lu Jin's gradually hardening fist, the old Taoist priest seemed to realize something.

He quickly pushed Tian Lao to Feng Zhenghao's side. He distanced himself from Lu Jin.

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"Damn Zhang Chulan! I don't know what tricks he used again! Don't shake Bilian! Zhang Chulan! Don't shake Bilian!"

Lanmao cursed angrily. Zhang Chulan was almost his inner demon now. Whenever he thought of being tricked by Zhang Chulan, Lanmao couldn't sleep at night.

"Are you the Green Talisman God Shan Shitong?"

Suddenly, Lanmao noticed Shan Shitong beside him and couldn't help asking.

Upon hearing this, the Green Talisman God just nodded slightly and ignored him.

At this moment, Lanmao seemed to have found a soulmate, and he pulled Shan Shitong and started chattering.

"Donor, can you take a break? You've been talking all this time, and you never stop."

Qin Shiyue couldn't help but remind Lanmao who was chattering beside him.

If Lanmao said something nutritious, Qin Shiyue would have tolerated it.

But this guy kept scolding Zhang Chulan, or felt sorry for Shan Shitong.

If Shan Shitong hadn't been absent that day, he would have definitely beaten up Zhang Chulan and vented everyone's anger.

Qin Shiyue was really tired of hearing these words over and over again.

"Who are you... Master Baozheng! Sorry to bother you."

Lanmao turned his head in dissatisfaction, but when he saw Qin Shiyue, his aggressive face froze instantly, and he clasped his hands together with a flattering smile and bowed to Qin Shiyue.

"Alas~ Benefactor, some things can't be judged by appearances, you know? Zhang Chulan's strength is definitely above yours. Although you were tricked by him, you didn't lose unjustly."

Qin Shiyue looked at the already demon-obstructed Lanmao, sighed and spoke.

Shan Shitong looked at Qin Shiyue in surprise, after all, it seemed that no one except him had personally experienced Zhang Chulan's strength.

I didn't expect that this cruel monk could actually see Zhang Chulan's true strength.

Lanmao didn't say anything, but from his look, he obviously didn't agree with Qin Shiyue's words.

Qin Shiyue didn't say anything else. The slap in the face would come eventually, and it didn't matter if it was a little later or earlier.

"Wang Ye! Are you here? If Wang Ye doesn't show up again, you will be disqualified."

"Here I come! Here I come!"

As soon as the referee's ultimatum came down, Wang Ye got out of the ground in a mess.

This guy's clothes were torn, his shoes were off, and he was covered in mud. You could vaguely see the shovel and footprints.

It seems that Feng Baobao had tormented this Taoist last night.

"Zhang Chulan! Sun Ze! You are quite playful! Did you call people in advance?"

Wang Ye looked at the doubtful Zhang Chulan, his face suddenly turned black, and he spoke in a gloomy tone.

Hearing this, Zhang Chulan was embarrassed. He looked at Wang Ye's embarrassed appearance, opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

"Wang Ye, have you been threatened? If so, you can report it to our Tianshi Mansion and we will definitely handle it impartially."

The referee saw this situation, how could he not understand?, and immediately spoke seriously. When he looked at Zhang Chulan at the same time, his eyes were full of suspicion and vigilance.

Zhang Chulan only felt bitter in his mouth at this moment, but he still didn't say anything. There was no way. He was the one who messed up. He could only bear it.

"It's okay. This is a grudge between us. Can the Taoist priest give me some water to drink? I've been playing in the soil for several hours, and I'm almost a mummy."

Wang Ye waved his hand and asked the referee for water to drink.

The referee didn't refuse when he heard it. Soon a Taoist priest ran over with a few bottles of mineral water.

Seeing the mineral water, Wang Ye seemed to see his relatives.

He quickly took it and drank it in big gulps. After a while, three or four bottles of mineral water were poured into Wang Ye's stomach.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Fude."

Wang Ye wiped his mouth and thanked the Taoist priest who brought the water, then said to the referee: "It's time to start."

"Okay, the first game! Wang Ye vs. Zhang Chulan, the game begins!"

As the referee's voice fell.

The two did not start immediately. Zhang Chulan looked at Wang Ye's unfriendly eyes and scratched his hair with a smile: "Master Wang Ye, this matter..."

"Shh! Shut up, say one more word of nonsense, I will kill you!"

Wang Ye glared at Zhang Chulan and directly rebuked his explanation.

Zhang Chulan immediately fell silent when he saw this, and looked at Wang Ye cautiously, as if waiting for his fate.

"Damn it! No! The more I think about it, the angrier I get! Yesterday, your thugs didn't say a lot to me! Return these first and then talk about other things!"

Wang Ye looked at Zhang Chulan's appearance, and the anger that he had barely suppressed was finally not suppressed.

He started with Tai Chi and attacked Zhang Chulan.

Seeing Wang Ye's murderous posture, Zhang Chulan quickly cast the Golden Light Curse, fearing that he would be killed by Wang Ye accidentally.

Wang Ye flashed and came behind Zhang Chulan, poured Tai Chi power into his palm, and slapped Zhang Chulan on the back.