Chen Kuo soon fainted because he couldn't hold on, and he spit out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

After a cup of tea, the old monster realized something was wrong and restrained his laughter.

"Uh... the mistake was wrong, I lost my composure for a moment, haha, good disciple, I didn't expect you to be good at it, but I resisted my laughter without any damage. OK, it's a promising." The old monster laughed, then waved to everyone else, and said, "Everyone obediently come to pay homage to your new uncle, haha, say hello to Uncle Ding Hao."

In a word, everyone's faces collapsed instantly.

Ding...Master Uncle Ding Hao?

Let them call the registered disciple uncle in front of them who has not even grown all their hair?

Uncle Qi, please don’t be so naughty, okay?

Is there anything more slap in the face than this?

You know, not long ago, they regarded Ding Hao as an ant and looked down upon him, but now... this little guy has actually become his elder?

Ding Hao himself was also stunned.

Immediately he quickly understood.

That's right, in terms of seniority, Qi Qingshan is the uncle of these great figures. As the disciple he accepted, he is naturally the same as the leader Li Jianyi and others. Most of the people present had to call themselves junior brothers or uncles.

Thinking of this, Ding Hao smiled proudly.

This is really... a turn of things.

interesting!

So interesting!

Thinking of this, the bitch really straightened his back without any refusal, with a slight smile on his face, looking at everyone, waiting for the group of high-ranking figures, and came over to say hello to him one by one.

The hall seemed a little silent.

More than twenty people looked embarrassed, and no one was willing to speak first.

The old monster Qi Qingshan's face changed suddenly, like a bull protecting a calf, with red eyes and furious and said, "What? I don't speak as if I don't work, right? Whoever is the fuck that comes here obediently today and calls me uncle, I will kill him."

Ding Hao sweated heavily.

My new master is really not a good guy.

"Ding... Why don't you say anything? I've seen Master Ding Hao." In the crowd, a middle-aged man in his forties came over with his nose pinched his nose, nodded slightly to Ding Hao, with a smile on his face, and said this respectfully.

This middle-aged man was named He Buyu, and he was one of the people who insisted on severely punishing Ding Hao.

At this time, facing the old monster's barbaric savage, he unexpectedly chose to stand up first, with a look of pleasing to him - of course, he wanted to please him instead of Ding Hao, but unfortunately, there was no expression on the old monster's face.

He Buyu was bored and was about to turn around and leave...

"Slow down." The old monster suddenly spoke.

He Buyu's face suddenly showed a hint of joy, and thought to himself that the old monster finally spoke, he must praise me, after all, I am the first person to stand up and cooperate...

"You just left?" The old monster stared at He Buyu with a smile: "You haven't forgotten something, right?"

"Ah?" He Buyu was a little confused, "No, Master, Buyu didn't forget anything."

"No, you must have forgotten something, think about it again." The old monster said confidently.

"Yes...but, uncle master and disciple... it seems that he really didn't forget anything." He Buyuzai carefully checked his whole body, but found nothing wrong.

"Bastard, where is the meeting gift?" The old monster finally couldn't help it and said angrily: "This is your pretending to be confused because you understand. The first time you have seen Master Ding Hao, don't you express your expression? You can't even take out a meeting gift, and you're so embarrassed to call Master Uncle?"

The expression on He Buyu's face suddenly became dull.

Ding Hao almost foamed at the mouth and fainted on the ground.

Is this too direct?

Others also stared at the old monster with a strange look. After so many years of contact with this old man, many people are almost forgetting the old monster's simple and rough way of doing things.

Poor He Buyu, as one of the most important upper-level figures of the Sword Sect, was almost fainted. After staying for a long time, he took out a five-hundred-year-old [Purple Gold Dragon Ginseng] that emitted the fragrance of medicine from the storage space. He handed it over with a painful expression on his face.

Good thing!

Ding Hao was overjoyed.

Although this [Purple Gold Dragon Ginseng] has not ranked among the top ten in the Xuezhou magic medicine list, it is one of the necessary raw materials for many high-level elixirs. It also has the magical effect of the flesh and bones of the living dead. The pure energy contained in a ginseng can allow ordinary practitioners to upgrade to a small realm. It is definitely a rare treasure!

Ding Hao smiled like Xiao Baihua, and was about to reach out to take it...

At this moment, a big hand suddenly appeared in sight, and snatched the [Purple Gold Dragon Ginseng], which was as thick as a child, from Ding Hao's palm...

It was the old monster who abandoned the blue shirt.

"I will save it for you first," the old monster said seriously.

Ding Hao suddenly felt like he was on a pirate ship.

He Buyu looked like he was cutting his flesh and left the main hall of the Inspector Hall with a sad face. When he met such an uncle from the army, he was really a scholar who met a soldier, and he couldn't explain it clearly if he had any reason.

Of course, he is not the last person to be forced to cut his flesh.

In the next period of time, the more than 20 people in the hall, except for Shen Ku who fainted and was carried away, almost all the youngest big men pinched their noses and recognized Ding Hao, the new master, and then obediently presented the meeting ceremony under the pressure of the old monster.

Weapons, secrets, elixirs, cultivation experience, refining materials, inscriptions and armor, and even someone gave Ding Hao a set of underwear made of Tian Silk...

Ding Hao was almost saliva stayed when he saw it.

Unfortunately, these treasures were collected by the disrespectful master. Ding Hao was full of resentment.

Calm, I want to calm down!

Ding Hao advised himself in his heart.

I think I, Ding Hao, was such an honest and lovely young man before, and never took the crowd one by one, but now, I actually drooled at so many babies. Well, it must be because the closeness of the vermilion is red and the closeness of the ink is black. Following the demon cat Xieyue and this monster master, it has begun to become impure.

At this time, Lord Luo Feng, who was dressed in palace outfit and graceful figure, came over.

The gift she gave to Ding Hao was a mysterious sword.

The sword body of the long sword is as crystal clear as jade, about four fingers wide, about one meter five long, and the surface of the sword blade is like a trace of water flowing. You can vaguely hear the gurgling sound of the stream. After injecting the mysterious energy, the sword body suddenly turns into a ray of water, as if invisible, and it is refined into steel around the fingers, which can flow with the sword's will. The water is brilliant and extremely sharp.

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I just got off the train and got home, and the update was late, today's four chapters.
Chapter completed!