One person's royal painting

puff!
After spitting out another mouthful of black blood, Xue Fan felt that his body had become much smoother, and the original pain was also a little bit of a link.

I have to say, his life is worth it!

Being able to fight Zhang Zhiwei, even if it was only for the sake of being beaten, Xue Fan couldn't wait to shout at this moment, "Sajia's life is worth it".

"It's a little better when the blood is vomited..."

Lu Liang looked at Xue Fan and said, "What have you been through, how many times did the old heavenly master beat you..."

"The soul is broken, half of the bones in the whole body are broken, and a rib is almost inserted into your internal organs..."

"As for the bone fragments... I won't talk about them, these things... If you weren't a stranger, you would have died long ago..."

Hearing this, Xue Fan's originally agitated expression eased a little. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it for a long time.

Seeing this, Tu Junfang smiled and said, "One palm!"

"How much? One palm?"

Lu Liang glanced down at Xue Fan, and couldn't help but yawned: "Xue Fan, Xue Fan, I didn't expect that you haven't made any progress in these years, and let the old heavenly master slap you like this... Tsk tsk! Shame on you !"

Seeing Lu Liang's face that didn't deserve a beating, Xue Fan wanted to punch Lu Liang directly in the face, but thinking that his injury was still not healed and Lu Liang needed to save him, Xue Fan could only bear it.

But seeing Tu Junfang's triumphant smirk on the side, Xue Fan couldn't hold back and said, "Yes, I was beaten like this by the old heavenly master, and I don't know which brother was beaten by the old heavenly master." One palm smashed the three corpses, and one palm flew out..."

……

Hearing this, the smile on Tu Junfang's face suddenly froze.

Indeed, if there were no three corpses, Tu Junfang himself would be worthy of a slap.

The only one who could beat Zhang Zhiwei in two tricks was Ding Zhang'an among the people present.

The remaining thirteen of them are worth thirteen slaps if they die...

As if feeling Lu Liang's gaze, Tu Junfang also restrained his smile, it was really embarrassing enough, anyway, he was also the number one powerhouse in Quanxing, but in the end he was like a little chicken in front of others, Slap one.

Shame!

It's really embarrassing to say it!
He and Xue Fan are the eldest brother and the second brother...

"Could it be that the fourteen of you besieged the old Tianshi together, and the old man was not injured?"

Lu Liang asked in surprise, although he had heard his grandfather say how powerful Zhang Zhiwei is, but he did not participate in the XLGL battle after all, and he could only listen to others telling him how strong Zhang Zhiwei was.

It's just that this sentence is more like a sharp dagger, piercing Tu Junfang's heart.

His old man's clothes were broken by us, does that count?
"By the way, where is Lao Ding? I remember you treated him first, right?"

Tu Junfang didn't want to continue on this topic, so he changed the subject and asked, "Why didn't I sense his aura?"

"Old Ding, Lao Ding left after being cured by me, I guess he plans to find a place to retreat!"

Lu Liang shrugged, what kind of temper is Lao Ding? Lu Liang has been scratching his head during this time. He is a pure martial idiot, his mind is full of how to become stronger, and he has no way to communicate. He was still discussing with himself the medical issues such as ghost gate needles.

But the problem is, he, Lu Liang, knows a shitty way of medicine, he relies on both hands, and eight strange skills...

No, as soon as he was cured, Ding Zhangan couldn't wait to go to retreat to digest the experience of the XLGL World War I.

"By the way, Brother Tu, according to what you said, you want to join in the fun?" Lu Hao asked curiously.

"hey-hey!"

Tu Junfang smiled, "Don't tell me, I really have this idea..."

……

northeast.

"Grandma, tell everyone the truth, you really want to retire..."

In Guan Shihua's home, the Deng family, the Ma family, and the northeastern families who were in charge sat in front of Guan Shihua and asked anxiously.

But Guan Shihua was still there, sitting cross-legged on the kang, holding a cup of tea in both hands and saying: "What are you two little bastards thinking, do you really think I don't know?"

"Why? Without old age, do you think that there will be no one to take the lead if you come from the Maxian lineage, and you won't be able to take advantage of it? Look at how promising you are!"

"This……"

Don't look at all the gray-haired old people here, but if you really count, Guan Shihua is a senior of their parents' generation.

In Guan Shihua's eyes, these so-called talkers are just a bunch of brats, so Guan Shihua naturally doesn't need to be polite to them.

"It's not... such a big thing, you should tell us at least so that we can prepare for it!"

The Patriarch of the Deng family said: "This witchcraft conference is also organized by our family, but this Liangshan..."

"What? Feel aggrieved?"

Guan Shihua smiled disdainfully, "Who told you not to take the initiative, don't you understand the principle of first come first served?"

Guan Shihua knew exactly what these little things were thinking.

This gang of immortals has gained a lot of benefits over the years by relying on her status as the top ten.

No, once Guan Shihua withdraws from Shi Lao, the interests of these immortal families will inevitably suffer losses.

Looking for myself now, I probably want to get the right to host this witchcraft conference.

After all, who is the caller, who is most likely to become the leader of this organization.

With the title of Witch King, they are very tempted by the Immortal Family.

However, they were a bit late after all, and were overtaken by those Liangshan masters.

It's embarrassing enough to say, since I'm in the Northeast anyway, logically speaking, if I want to know, this group of people should know first.

Those who had already taken advantage of the geographical advantage were robbed of the time and harmony by Liangshan.

Speaking out, Guan Shihua's face was filled with embarrassment.

Really...

Guan Shihua opened her slightly squinted eyes, glanced at the juniors present, and sighed in her heart: It's true that one generation is not as good as the next generation. I don't even have this bit of cleverness. I still want to sit in the leader's position, so stop making trouble.

"Okay, don't come here to complain to me, I won't care about this matter."

Guan Shihua resolutely said: "Don't tell me that I am also a horse fairy, I have to take care of the horse fairy lineage, don't expect so much from your own trash!"

Regardless of the faces of these old guys present, Guan Shihua continued: "These old people have won a lot of benefits for you, so that the skills that are about to disappear have been preserved. I feel that I don't owe anyone in my life. !"

"So you don't come here to threaten the old man with the banner of the so-called 'righteousness', little things, the old man is already half-buried in the ground, and he doesn't care about those false names. He wants to continue to maintain your current treatment. , just fight and grab! Don’t complain if you don’t have the skills!”