After dinner, Jianghe prepared some gifts the next day and left the mountaintop villa.
I heard that Senior Brother Liao Long was injured on the battlefield. As Liao Long’s junior brother, Jiang He had no reason not to visit him.
Liao Long lives in the military compound. Jiang He came to the gate of the military compound. After making a phone call, Liao Long soon appeared in front of Jiang He.
But after seeing Liao Long, Jiang He was very surprised.
I saw Liao Long leaning on a crutch, bandages wrapped around his head, and his nose and face were swollen, which was very miserable.
Seeing Liao Long's appearance, Jiang He also frowned.
Although Liao Long's cultivation level is not too high, he is still a martial master at least, and now he is a third-grade martial master.
How could someone be beaten like this?
"Senior Brother Liao Long, what's wrong with you?"
Speaking of this, Liao Long showed a shameful expression: "Little junior brother, go in and talk!"
Liao Long brought Jianghe into his home.
Liao Long's home is a two-story building in the military compound. Although it is not big, it is enough to live in.
Jiang He put all the gifts he bought on the table and said, "Senior Brother Liao Long, I heard that you were injured on the battlefield, so I came to see you."
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Speaking of this, Liao Long blushed and said, "Junior brother, that's what he said to outsiders. We are brothers, so I won't hide it from you. I have never fought with others.
I feel embarrassed to say this to outsiders, so I say that I am injured when I go to the battlefield."
Hearing this, Jiang He was also ashamed.
"Senior brother, you are not a child anymore, why are you still fighting with others? Besides, you are a third-grade martial master now. What kind of cultivation level do you can't beat the other party?"
Liao Long said lightly: "The third level of Huang Realm!"
"That's no wonder."
Jianghe was speechless.
The third-grade Martial Master challenged the third level of the Yellow Realm. If you challenged the third level, you would still be more than the third level. No wonder you would be beaten like this.
"But Senior Brother, you are also your master's disciple at least. How could you be so immature and beaten like this by others?"
Whenever he mentioned his master, Liao Long looked lonely.
I saw him pick up the tea on the table and drink it all in one go.
"Young brother, you don't know anything!"
"I'm different from you!"
"Young junior brother, you are the youngest among the twelve brothers and the most favored one. Master has taught you everything you know. You are a genius! You are the Holy King!"
"But I'm different!"
"I am the stupidest of the twelve brothers! It can be said that if it weren't for the master's guidance, I wouldn't even be able to do the third-grade Martial Master!"
"The reason why I can become your senior brother is not because I have talent, but because my father helped Master a little favor. For my father's sake, he accepted me as his disciple!"
Speaking of this, Jiang He nodded, and he could understand Liao Long's feelings.
"But what does this have to do with you fighting?"
Liao Long looked up and said to Jiang He: "Junior brother, have you heard of Tianchi?"
"Tianchi?" Jiang He was slightly stunned and shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of it."
"Tianchi is said to be a natural hot spring formed by Nuwa's colorful stone smashing into the world when she repaired the sky."
"It is said that Tianchi can cleanse the marrow of the human body and can cleanse the marrow of the stupid and become a genius of cultivation!"
"My junior brother, my senior brother's body has no further capital!"