The old fox who loves wealth vs. The scheming apprentice who complains
"Master, do you remember your promise to me that you will always love and protect me?" The trembling voice held the white clothes in front of me with trembling hands.
"Of course, you are my only disciple"
"Then why are you giving me up now? This will always be like a fart, quietly letting go."
"Oh, don't say it so harshly. This is called the Six Sects Joint Training. It allows you to absorb the strengths of hundreds of schools, and then come back and trample them under your feet." The folding fan opened and his face was covered with a pair of peach blossom eyes.
"Then if you sell me, you'll get half of the money you make from me," the young man said through gritted teeth. With one hand behind his back, he would make a big move as long as the other party didn't respond. But no matter how fast he was, he couldn't move faster than Lao Jiang. He disappeared in a blink of an eye, leaving behind a sentence of "Confiscated, put in my stomach."
Then the young man roared from behind, "Fuck you, Lin Sizheng. One day I will pin you down and starve you for ten days. Do you still dare to scream?"
But if you are a true cultivator, how can you be hungry if you are already fasting?
Intention: If you dare to venture and fight, you can win.