Official Ximen pointed at Baili Fusu: "Fat Grandpa, drive him away and let me finish this meal, and I will follow you."
"Master, do you really mean what you said?"
The skinny man's voice was like that of a night owl, hoarse and unpleasant, giving people a chilling feeling.
Official Ximen nodded: "Of course I take it seriously."
The skinny man took two steps forward, came to Baili Fusu, and said in a deep voice: "Did you hear what our young master said?"
He stretched out his fingers like dry branches and pointed out the door: "You can leave on your own, don't force me to do it."
Baili Fusu stood with his hands behind his hands and sneered: "I haven't been out of the mountains for many years. There are more self-righteous people in this world."
The skinny man said in a strong tone: "I'll tell you one last time, leave immediately."
Baili Fusu snorted heavily and reached out to grab the skinny man's neck.
How dare a mere follower shout at him?
Did he really think that the master of the palace was made of clay?
Originally, in Baili Fusu's opinion, dealing with a follower was not as easy as crushing a bug?
However, before he could stretch out his hand, his vision blurred and the skinny man suddenly disappeared.
Baili Fusu was suddenly startled.
He hasn't been in this situation for many years.
Before Baili Fusu could react, he felt his neck tighten.
Someone actually pinched his neck.
Baili Fusu's expression changed, and he felt as if a storm was rising in his heart.
Ever since he was a child, he has always been the type of person who is extremely talented and amazing. He has never had the experience of being pinched by someone's neck.
Baili Fusu turned his head with great effort, and was shocked to see a bright blue flame flashing between the skinny man's eyebrows.
The skinny old man with an unspectacular appearance, even a bit ugly, turned out to be the legendary Blue Flame cultivator.
Baili Fusu's face was full of horror, and he didn't want to believe his eyes.
The onlookers were all stunned.
Looking at the behavior of official Ximen and the skinny old man as a master and servant, they also thought that the skinny old man might also have a high level of cultivation.
Some people are even thinking, is it possible that another Grade 8 or 9 Red Flame will appear today?
No one thought that the skinny old man would be a first-grade blue flame.
Many people in the field, including Ye Huchen and several other elders of the Ancient Martial Arts Alliance, had no idea what state Chiyan would be in after he broke through to the ninth level.
After reacting, the old lady stepped forward, pointed her long sword at the skinny old man, and shouted sternly: "Let him go."
Baili Fusu struggled to squeeze out a sentence: "Who are you?"
Kushou didn't say anything, but raised his hand and threw Baili Fusu out.
Baili Fusu turned over in the air and landed firmly on the ground.
He looked at the skinny man with a complicated expression, and was secretly glad that the skinny man had no murderous intentions, otherwise, the other party would have been able to crush him to death just now.
The skinny man pointed to the door and said nothing.
But this time, no one dared to despise him.
Baili Fusu looked deeply at the skinny man, then looked at the old lady.
The old lady nodded: "I will have your disciples take care of their injuries and then send them back to the Taoist Palace."
"Thank you."
Baili Fusu cupped his hands, turned around and left.
Official Ximen stepped forward and hooked Chu Tianshu's neck, asking: "Can we continue drinking now?"
Chu Tianshu smiled and responded: "Of course."
Ren Changfeng and others all looked at Mr. Ximen, full of curiosity about Mr. Ximen.
The skinny old man Lan Yan has a first-level cultivation, but he is willing to treat himself as a servant in front of him. What is the origin of this guy?
Ye Huchen and others all looked at Chu Tianshu questioningly.
Chu Tianshu shrugged, saying that he didn't know either.
Official Ximen put his arm around Chu Tianshu's shoulders and shouted: "Let's go, let the kitchen continue to serve food, there are still half of the dishes not served."
"Jiaoyan, let the kitchen continue serving food."
Chu Tianshu gave instructions to Shen Jiaoyan who was not far away, and then patted Official Ximen on the shoulder: "You go in first, let my friends drink two drinks with you, and I will say a few words to my grandmother. Just go in."
Hearing the words "grandmother" from Chu Tianshu's mouth, the old lady's eyes softened a bit.
"Then hurry up."
Official Ximen said something and walked into Junlin Pavilion.
The skinny old man followed him, with a low eyebrow and a slave attitude, completely ignoring the enthusiasm and envy in the eyes of Liu Yuting and others around him.
Chu Tianshu stepped forward to the old lady, touched his nose, and said: "Thank you for what happened today..."
He originally wanted to call him grandmother, but when those two words came to his lips, he couldn't say them out.
The old lady nodded lightly, looked at the seriously injured Taoist Palace disciples present, and said in a deep voice: "Please arrange for these people."
"Easy to say."
Chu Tianshu responded and turned around and said: "Uncle Nan, call an ambulance. Since the Master of Baili Palace and... are old acquaintances with my grandmother, we will pay for the medical expenses..."
Huangfu Zhaonan responded: "Okay."
The old lady's lips moved.
She originally wanted Chu Tianshu to help diagnose and treat the disciples in Daogong.
In fact, she didn't want to strike so hard, but her swordsmanship relied on her indomitable momentum. As soon as she made a move, she had to exert all her strength, so she said that the sword would not return to its sheath until it was stained with blood.
As long as there is a slight hesitation in the middle, the energy will be released and the sword technique will not be able to be used.
Seeing Chu Tianshu asking Huangfu Zhaonan to call an ambulance, the old lady didn't say much.
After all, the intentions of these people from the Taoist Palace were not friendly, and Baili Fusu had just insisted on abolishing Chu Tianshu's cultivation.
If Chu Tianshu hadn't had a friend like Ximen Guanren with mysterious origins and terrifying strength, Chu Tianshu's cultivation would have been ruined by now.
With Chu Tianshu's past character, it would be extremely difficult not to kill all these people in the Taoist Palace. The old lady knew that she could not ask for too much.
Chu Tianshu hesitated for a moment and then said, "Shall I take a look at your injuries?"
The old lady nodded and stretched out a hand.
Chu Tianshu held the old lady's pulse gate, and after a moment, he said: "It doesn't matter, it's just a slight shock to the internal organs, and it will be fine after adjusting the breath for two days."
"It's okay."
Chu Xidao stepped forward and said respectfully: "Mother, can you go in and rest for a while?"
"A smoky atmosphere."
The old lady said expressionlessly and walked out. At the same time, she said: "Bring me the evidence of Su Xiaoru's crime as soon as possible."
Chu Xidao hurriedly chased after him: "Mother, I'll see you off."
Chu Tianshu looked at the old lady's upright back and couldn't help but ask: "You have such a high level of cultivation. Why did you hide your strength when I started fighting with you?"
The old lady paused and said coldly: "Where can any elder really hurt a junior?"