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

The old Taoist priest's current actions almost made it clear that he was on Qin Shiyue's side.

So Wang Ai was really upset at the moment.

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

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

A junior injured his grandson, crippled his subordinates, and pointed at his nose and scolded him.

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

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

Wang Ai bit his back teeth, stared at Qin Shiyue fiercely and said.

Qin Shiyue smiled slightly after hearing this, "I want it! Give it to you!"

After saying that, Qin Shiyue slapped the black-clothed man's dantian with one palm.

The black-clothed man flew towards Wang Ai like a cannonball.

Wang Ai glared and knocked the cane in his hand down heavily.

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

Bang!

Puff!

The twisted man in black hit the barrier, making a muffled sound, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out and he fainted.

This time the man in black was completely useless, his Dantian was destroyed, unless Qin Shiyue and the old Taoist priest worked together, otherwise, there was absolutely no possibility of recovery!

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

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

"Old Taoist priest, it was indeed my people who spoke rudely in this matter, and his death was in vain! But you have to give me an explanation for my grandson's matter? He was beaten into this state for no reason!"

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

Wang Ai's words were not as simple as they seemed, and naturally carried a deep meaning.

He was looking at the old Taoist priest at this moment. The bloodshot in his eyes became more serious.

And the old Taoist Ming naturally understood the meaning of Wang Ai's words. However, he decisively pretended not to understand Wang Ai's meaning, looked at Qin Shiyue and asked: "Baozheng, tell me, what is going on with this matter?"

"Ah, nothing! This guy suddenly blocked the road and scared me. I thought he was a robber, so I subconsciously took action."

Qin Shiyue said lightly.

As if he didn't take this matter to heart.

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

Wang Ai finally couldn't hold it anymore at this moment, and he cursed directly.

"Who knows he is your grandson? I haven't seen him. This guy suddenly stood in front of me and the little fire god. Who knows what he is going to do? What if he kills me!"

Qin Shiyue said righteously.

"Little Vulcan! Yes! There is still your business here! Ah!" Wang Yan seemed to think of Little Vulcan at this moment, turning his head and looked at Xiaohuo. Little Fireli frowned tightly, and Wang Yan's momentum was a little uncomfortable. What is the matter of Guan's people? Do you see anyone who looks like your grandson now? If you are so distressed by your grandson, why do you put him out at home? It is even more determined to decide. In the future, no matter what, no matter what, they must work with Master Baozheng! "The burn on my grandson's head! Did you do it?!"

Wang Ai was almost mad at Qin Shiyue, and slapped the gauze on Wang Bing's head.

Although medicine had been applied, the burn marks on his head, like the scars of a monk's ordination, were still clearly visible.

"One of my master's best skills is the burning wood knife technique, so I can use it! And those scars of a monk's ordination were burned by me. Let him learn a lesson. I am trying to influence 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 for Wang Ai.

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

"Ahem!"

Seeing that Wang Ai was really going 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 matter is a matter of the younger generation. Isn't it normal to fight and make trouble? How about I tell his master and let him give you an explanation?"

"We are all so old, why should we fight with a young man?"The old Taoist priest patted Wang Ai's shoulder and spoke with a serious face.

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

"Old Wang! What do you mean by this! When did I protect this little monk? Didn't I just talk about the facts?"

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

"Good! Good one, just talk about the facts! Zhang Zhiwei, I want to see how long you can protect him!"

Wang Ai finished speaking and 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 method? If you have any opinions, you can say it clearly! "

The old Taoist priest also turned cold at this moment, and spoke coldly.

The aura around him was like a mountain, pressing Wang Ai to stop immediately!

Wang Ai stood in place, as if petrified, and his body did not move at all, while Wang Bing was now limp on the ground.

With his little cultivation, how could he withstand the aura of the old Taoist priest, and his crotch soon became wet.

Wang Bing was angry and ashamed, but he could not move!

At this time, Wang Ai slowly turned his head, and his eyes were red and about to bleed, but his face was restored to a kind look, and he smiled and said: "I have no opinion, old Taoist priest, you did the right thing. Let Master Jie Kong give me an explanation for this matter when the time comes."

"Okay! I'll let Jie Kong contact you. Then I won't send you, and your people should be sent to the hospital quickly. "

The old Taoist priest waved his hand and ordered them to leave.

"Okay!"

Wang Ai nodded heavily, then pulled up the limp Wang Bing and left. His pace did not show that he was a centenarian.

Alas~

The old Taoist priest watched Wang Ai and others leave and could not help but sigh.