My Master is Lin Zhengying

"Namo Amitabha Buddha can take the responsibility of eliminating demons and defending the way.

You juniors are not in vain for my teaching.

Good good good good. "

The four-eyed Taoist also nodded slightly, and pushed his round-rimmed glasses:

"Jia Le, you did a good job this time.

As expected of a poor apprentice.

Remember, you are all descendants of Maoshan.

As long as there are monsters, ghosts and cholera in the world, we will take action.

One word, kill! "

"It's the master!"

Jiale nodded heavily.

The number of times he has been praised by the four-eyed Taoist priest can be counted on the fingers.

Looked smug at the moment.

Uncle Jiu also nodded slightly:

"Well, I'm tired too, so go back to your room early to rest!"

Although Uncle Jiu didn't have many words of praise.

But the tone was obviously much softer.

It's getting late now, and everyone is tired.

Especially Nan Chen, who had just recovered from his injuries and experienced two more battles.

His own blood energy was depleted, and now he looked even more exhausted.

So, I didn't stop much.

After greeting Qingqing and Master Yixiu, he went back to the house first.

After all, he must maintain his spirit to face the main plot that will appear at any time in the future...

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Back in the house, Nan Chen took a shower with cold water.

Then he dragged his tired body and went straight back to the room.

Qiusheng and Wencai seemed very excited because they shared a hundred oceans.

The two chattered and wailed, basically not much sleepiness.

Nan Chen breathed cross-legged for a whole week, and then went to bed.

This sleep was very heavy, and when Nan Chen woke up, it was already eight o'clock the next day.

Qiu Shengwen probably slept too late, and now he was lying on the bed in a mess, still playing the erhu.

Nan Chen got dressed and walked out of the room.

As soon as he got outside, he saw Uncle Jiu smoking a pipe.

Seeing Uncle Jiu, Nan Chen called out "Master" respectfully.

In this world, Uncle Jiu is not only Nan Chen's backer.

He is his master and takes good care of him.

Moreover, Nan Chen admired Uncle Nine.

Seeing Nan Chen get up, Uncle Jiu nodded.

After exhaling a smoke ring, he said:

"Nan Chen, your injuries have also recovered.

After lunch, we will go back to Yizhuang. "

Regarding going back, Uncle Nine had already planned.

Now that Nan Chen has recovered from his injury, it is inevitable to go back.

As for the monsters in the Black Valley Grotto, Uncle Ninth put his words aside.

With him here, come and kill one by one.

At the same time, the last time Dong Xiaoyu made a move, the vixen was frightened and trembled.

The matter of the Black Valley Cave should come to an end.

The main concern now is the plot.

Nan Chen nodded and didn't say much.

At this moment, Jia Le also walked into the house with a bowl of steamed buns.