My master is invincible

Chapter 1970 Eight Immortals Gathering (52)

The moment the dragon rope slipped down, Zhuge Qingming just climbed up, while Han Qiu firmly grasped the tree stump with one hand.

"Han Qiu!" I yelled suddenly.

"Palace Master, I'm fine!" Han Qiu replied, and with a push of both hands, he jumped up and landed right next to me.

Seeing this, I breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the feeling of weakness in the body is getting stronger and stronger.

After less than ten seconds, my whole body went limp, and I had an intimate contact with the ground.

At the same time, Zhuge Qingming, Han Qiu, He Lao, Huang Hao, and the coffin bearer also softened.

what happened?

Why does our body have such changes?
Is there something wrong with this mourning hall?

I slowly raised my head and looked forward, and found Yuan Qingtian standing in front of me. There were two people standing on the left and right of him, a man and a woman, quite unfamiliar, and behind him was a large group of people, many of them Familiar faces, including Zheng Xiguan and Fatty Bai, were among them.

What surprised me was that Yuan Zhenghua was not there.

"Chen Jiu, what's the matter? Are you wondering why this happened?" Yuan Qingtian squatted down and took a look at me.

I stared at him and said nothing.

"Ma De, Yuan Qingtian, you bastard, you have the ability to come at me." Huang Hao cursed angrily.

"Little bastard, it's just you? You're not even good enough. I don't even think of your father, let alone you." Yuan Qingtian glanced at Huang Hao contemptuously.

Withdrawing his gaze, Yuan Qingtian glanced at Han Qiu and Zhuge Qingming, and said with a smile, "Hey! The Zhuge family of the five great families, this is not the so-and-so, so-so...so-so."

"Zhuge Qingming." The middle-aged woman next to Yuan Qingtian said.

"Ah! It turns out to be the head of the Zhuge family!" While speaking, Yuan Qingtian walked towards Zhuge Qingming, supported Zhuge Qingming, and said with a smile: "Oh, how can the head of the dignified Zhuge family lie on the ground, come on, come on , I will help you up."

As he said that, Yuan Qingtian helped Zhuge Qingming up, but when he was only halfway there, he suddenly let go, and Zhuge Qingming's whole body slammed to the ground.

"Hey, I'm getting old and my hands are weak, I hope Patriarch Zhuge is not angry!" Yuan Qingtian smiled and squatted down again to help Zhuge Qingming.

Same as before, he let go of Zhuge Qingming again when he reached the halfway position.

"Alas!" Yuan Qingtian sighed deeply, "The five great families, the Zhuge family, but that's all."

After all, he stepped on Zhuge Qingming's face, and said with a smile: "Zhuge Family, Zhuge Qingming, Zhuge Patriarch, what a dazzling title, isn't it also under my feet at this time!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he kicked his feet hard, and a deep shoe print appeared on Zhuge Qingming's face.

However, Zhuge Qingming did not speak, his eyes were fixed on Yuan Qingtian.

"What? The eyes want to kill me?" Yuan Qingtian laughed, spat at Zhuge Qingming, and said coldly, "Shame and the Zhuge family are called the five great families."

"Really?" Zhuge Qingming sneered, "Yuan Qingtian, you must die today."

"Hey! It's a lot of tone, I want to see who will save you today."

As he spoke, he kicked Zhuge Qingming's abdomen a few times.

After a few feet, Zhuge Qingming's body bent slightly, his face full of pain.

But Yuan Qingtian seemed to have lost interest, moved towards Han Qiu, and exclaimed, "Ah! Let me introduce you to you."

"This man is the beloved disciple of the Great Elder of Guangdong Eight Immortals Palace, Han Qiu." Yuan Qingtian waved to those behind him, and continued: "Come on, take a look, don't look at this man's young age, he can be counted in his way of doing things It's cruel and merciless, when I asked the Great Elder to do something, I didn't say a word, and I was wrung out by this man."

While he was talking, he stomped down on Han Qiu's right arm. I could clearly hear a click, probably because his arm was broken.

"Oh! Brother Han, I'm sorry, I lost my strength all of a sudden and broke your hand." Yuan Qingtian pretended to regret, but there was no mercy under his feet, and he stepped on Han Qiu's other hand .

This time, the strength under his feet was full.

With just one step down, Han Qiu's other arm was broken.

Even so, Han Qiu remained silent, staring straight at Yuan Qingtian.

"Hey! You're still staring at me!" Yuan Qingtian smiled slightly, and stepped on Han Qiu's left leg.

He only stretched out halfway, he seemed to lose interest, gestured to the two coffin bearers behind him, and said with a smile: "It's too cruel to step on it, you two, move that tree stump over."

The two coffin bearers whom he beckoned to smiled fiercely, and hastily lifted up the tree stump placed at the entrance of the cave, and slammed it on Han Qiu's legs.

"I'll arrange a task for you two. You don't have to do anything today, just sit on that tree stump." Yuan Qingtian said softly, and moved towards Mr. He.

He stopped ten centimeters away from He Lao.

This time, he stared at Mr. He closely and did not speak.

"Yuan Qingtian, a person like you, in our terms, will end up on the street sooner or later." Elder He cursed angrily.

"Old man, you still dare to speak hard." Yuan Qingtian squatted down, raised his hand and was slapped across the face, and said coldly: "I thought you really voted for me, but I didn't expect you to betray me halfway. Keep a hand, otherwise, you really let you old man succeed."

After saying this, he raised his hand and slapped him twice.

Immediately afterwards, Yuan Qingtian got up slowly, gestured to one of the coffin bearers, and said with a smile: "Yuan Hong, didn't you always want your old man to drink your urine, now is your chance, remember , Feed this old man, don't let him meet Lord Hades hungry after he dies."

"Okay, thank you Brother Qingtian!" The coffin bearer cheered and walked towards Mr. He with a smug look on his face.

Seeing this, I can't bear to watch anymore. Previously, Han Qiu and Zhuge Qingming were only suffering from flesh and blood. I didn't dare to speak, mainly because I was afraid that if I spoke, it would arouse Yuan Qingtian's anger and make them feel angry. The two suffered more torture.

But now I can't bear it.

Mr. He is different from other people, plus his age, if he really drank the urine of the coffin bearer, with Mr. He's personality, he will most likely commit suicide.

"Yuan Qingtian!" I hurriedly called out to Yuan Qingtian.

He was startled, and looked at me, "What? Chen Jiu, you want me to torture you in such a hurry?"

I took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in my heart, but I still couldn't help it. In desperation, I touched my thigh with my right hand and grasped it tightly. The severe pain made me calm down a little.

"Yuan Qingtian, make a deal!" I said calmly.

(End of this chapter)