When you start chatting, it's always shallow.

The same goes for lowering your feet.

Due to the relatively close distance, Cai Gen heard the crisp sound of bone cracking.

Cai Gen couldn't help but suspect that if he kicked him a few more times, the big fox's head would be broken.

Fortunately, Na Yingzi passed out immediately after the bone fracture.

Huge size, restored to human form.

The seven orifices were bleeding, and it was extremely miserable.

However, even if he fainted, Na Yingzi's full desire to survive kept him from letting go.

Cai Gen was not a stubborn donkey. Since he couldn't draw out the knife, he had no choice but to let go.

Years of cooking experience led him to choose the method of chopping fish heads.

Every time when making fish head with chopped pepper, it is difficult to cut the fish head in half with one knife.

If you use too much force, the loose fish brain will easily fly away.

Therefore, we usually use a knife to cut into the fish head first and fix it.

Then use the back of another knife to slowly knock the fish head into pieces, keeping it intact.

I casually picked up a piece of cement gada from the ground.

Cai Gen was confident that he only needed to hit the back of the knife twice, or at most three times.

This will free the Bone-cutting Sword and at the same time save that Yingzi.

As soon as I lifted the cement block, I heard a muffled sound.

As soon as Xuanhu Yuanjun took action, he destroyed Baiyun Guan's formation.

It's like suddenly closing an open umbrella, revealing everything hidden.

"This kid has been beaten to the doorstep.

Do you all act like shrinking bastards?

What, why don’t you watch my joke together?”

Cai Gen held up the cement block and looked around with the help of a bright searchlight.

It's so lively.

There were two distinct groups, numbering hundreds of people.

One group was wearing business attire, very formal and distinctive.

Holding a mobile phone, a SLR, and a video recorder used by the TV station.

It's like a press conference.

The other group is all wearing Taoist robes, of various colors and with distinct grades.

In his hands were swords, spears, halberds, incense burners, fans, and various magical weapons.

It’s like a large-scale demon slaying scene.

Due to the backlight, Cai Gen could not see their faces clearly even if the barrier was opened.

It can only be seen that they have strict discipline.

The audience was silent in the face of the insults. I don't know if it was out of respect or some kind of contract.

The silence at this time was deafening.

The atmosphere at the scene was also extremely strange.

Cai Gen and Xuanhu Yuanjun are both waiting for a result.

No matter who or how they express their stance, it is still a result.

However, the result has not come yet.

Now it's strange.

Not only Xuanhu Yuanjun was surprised, Cai Gen was also surprised.

What are these two groups doing?

At this time, they all went off to attack Cai Gen, which was more reasonable.

After all, Captain Yu and Mo Tianyou did the same thing just now.

However, it is a bit unreasonable for the two of them not to help each other and just watch the fun.

Xuanhu Yuanjun felt miserable. He never thought that one day, he would reach this level.

It’s okay if outsiders don’t give you face.

My own people are still so weak.

Unfortunately, the baggage of idols is a bit heavy.

She was really asked to show her arms and roll up her sleeves, and ended up having a fight with Cai Gen. She felt a little embarrassed.

"Daomen, haven't you fallen to this point now?

Mo Tianyou was tortured to death by them.

Don’t you even dare to fart?”

Xuanhu Yuanjun began to call names, leaving no room for silence.

In the darkness, an old voice sounded.

"Xuanhu Yuanjun, you serve as the protector of our Taoism.

Some people died tragically under your protection.

On the contrary, it is unjustifiable to accuse the Taoist sect of being incompetent."

Um?

What is this?

Internal strife?

Just as Xuanhu Yuanjun was about to retort, a mean voice sounded again from the Taoist side.

"Of course it doesn't make sense.

Besides, you were exchanged a thousand years ago.

What happens on this land has nothing to do with you.

It is already very dishonorable to possess a statue of a god and come back to fake it.

Why are you still dictating the Taoist sect?

Don't think we don't know about Mo Tianyou and Bangzi's quarrel.

Can you do whatever you want if you pay to keep your mouth shut?

I don’t care what other families think, the Wudang Clan can’t stand it.

We are not short of money and errands."

In the past, Cai Gen would curl his lips when hearing such a mean voice.

Wang Gou Sheng, a pyramid scheme boy who avoided debts and became Taoist, is not in line with the immortal style.

However, hearing Wang Gou Sheng's voice in this situation is still a little pleasant to the ears.

Hey, who said connections are useless?

Don't talk about favoritism, say something fair at the critical moment and guide public opinion, which is better than anything else.

But, didn’t Wang Gou Sheng say he was going back to Wudang Mountain to handle urgent matters?

After finishing your work, come to the Taoist Association for team building?

Xuanhu Yuanjun was obviously defeated by Wang Gou Sheng.

"Whoever is making noise has no place for you to speak.

When I enter the world and become the protector of Dharma.

You still here"

Finally, Wang Gou Sheng was found among the crowd.

The purple energy surrounding his body almost blinded Xuanhu Yuanjun's fox eyes.

"Well, it's good that you're still here,

If you can, just say a few more words."

Even after braking, Xuanhu Yuanjun looked at the other side.
To be continued...