After saying this, Shen Tianlu couldn't help but laugh a few times.

The people around him also laughed when they heard what Shen Tianlu said.

They felt that things were too dramatic. Fan Daocheng knelt down as soon as he stood up... Could it be that God couldn't stand it anymore?

However, Fan Daocheng's face was extremely ugly.

He knew that someone must be plotting against him, otherwise how could he kneel down for no reason?

With the support of everyone from the Wuxiang Sect, he stood up from the ground again.

He glanced at Shen Tianlu with a murderous look, wondering in his mind whether it was him.

Realizing that there was no spiritual energy fluctuation in Shen Tianlu's body, he turned his head to another place.

"Who is responsible for this?"

"Stand up for me if you can!"

Fan Daocheng roared angrily.

He felt that he had been humiliated at his grandma's house today!

Even if he lost the bet with Shen Tianlu, it would be okay to say sorry to Chen Hetu, but his dignified leader of the Wuxiang Sect knelt on the ground three times. How could he endure this?

He secretly swore in his heart that he would catch the person who was teasing him.

However, he checked everyone and still couldn't find the person who was doing the trick secretly.

At this time, Zhao Changsheng came out and said: "Master Fan, you must be practicing Chaqi, right? We are all people around here, and it is impossible for anyone to attack you secretly. What's more, your realm is the same among the masters.

You are the best, who can plot against you?"

Hearing Zhao Changsheng's words, Fan Daocheng knew that he was looking for a way out for himself, and at the same time he also reminded himself,

As Zhao Changsheng said, his level is not low, and no one around here can plot against him without being discovered by him.

If there is really someone plotting against him and he has not discovered it yet, he must be someone with a higher level and stronger strength than himself. He obviously cannot afford to offend such a person.

After Zhao Changsheng's reminder, Fan Daocheng suddenly realized.

He followed Zhao Changsheng's words and said: "Yes, yes, it must be that my cultivation of Cha Qi has gone wrong, so my legs have lost support."

After saying this, he also motioned to the Wuxiang Sect people to come over and help him, as if his legs really couldn't support him anymore.

Zhao Changsheng also took the opportunity to say to everyone in the Wuxiang Sect: "Hurry up and help your leader back to your room to rest!"

Only then did everyone from the Wuxiang Sect react and hurriedly helped Fan Daocheng leave.

Fan Daocheng didn't say a word until he returned to Ziyang Sect.

After the disciples of the Wuxiang Sect helped him into the room and left, he became angry and slapped his palm on the table.

"Bang!"

The table fell apart and became pieces.

"Shen Tianlu, Fu Yao, the day you two fall into my hands, I will make your life worse than death!"

Fan Daocheng said fiercely.

He was really too angry.

Especially saying I'm sorry in front of so many people, and having someone plot against me and making me kneel down three times, this is really more uncomfortable than killing him.

Thinking of this, he couldn't bear it anymore, and his blood rushed to his heart.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spat out.

...

at the same time.

In the Guanghan Palace of the human world.
Chapter completed!