Chen Dong didn't understand why Shi Aoxue refused to save him.
From beginning to end, I never offended her.
He even saved Shi Aoxue's group before going to Beijing.
If he hadn't helped, Feng Mo Village would have been destroyed by the Spirit Dragon Palace!
what the hell?
Shi Xiaodie doesn't understand either.
You had clearly promised well before, why did you suddenly stop keeping your promises?
Seeing that the giant white ape was about to be slapped down, Shi Xiaodie couldn't stand it anymore and flew forward.
Of course she knew that she was no match for the giant white ape, and it would be a dead end if she went up there.
But she knew that Shi Aoxue could ignore Chen Dong, but he would never ignore her.
Unfortunately, before Shi Xiaodie could fly out, Shi Aoxue grabbed her shoulders and tapped her twice on the back.
Shi Xiaodie couldn't move anymore.
"Master of the village!" Shi Xiaodie said anxiously.
At the same time, Shi Aoxue's figure flashed and he disappeared.
The next second, Shi Aoxue had appeared in front of Chen Dong.
At the same time, she poked her crutch upwards, hitting the giant white ape's palm.
No matter how hard the giant white ape tried, he couldn't take another step forward.
"Ouch——"
The giant white ape roared angrily, and another slap came over.
Shi Aoxue turned around suddenly and glared fiercely.
Just this one glance.
There was heavy pressure and murderous intent.
This wild giant white ape was so stunned that he did not dare to move, and even trembled all over.
Beasts have sharper intuition than humans.
It knows that it is no match for this old woman!
…
Although Shi Aoxue arrived late, she finally came.
Chen Dong was lying on the ground, panting heavily, with cold sweat all over his head.
He first fed himself a bear snake pill, and then said fearfully: "Master Shizhai, this is too exciting. If you had come a second later, I would have died here."
Shi Aoxue said coldly: "Do you think it's safe now?"
Chen Dong looked confused: "What do you mean?"
"It doesn't dare to move now. It's just frightened by me. As soon as I walk away, it can still beat you to death."
"Master Shizhai, you can't make such a joke!" Chen Dong said with a bitter face: "I haven't offended you, right? You are my master's good friend, and I have always respected you..."
"Don't talk nonsense." Shi Aoxue said, "Let me ask you, what do you think of this girl Xiaodie?"
How is this girl Xiaodie?
Why is this question so familiar?
Chen Dong looked at Shi Aoxue blankly, with an ominous premonition in his heart: "You...what do you mean?"
"Answer my question, how is this girl Xiaodie?" Shi Aoxue asked sharply again.
"Very good..." Chen Dong said with a bitter face: "I have always regarded her as my sister..."
"Bah!" Shi Aoxue spat hard and said coldly: "Why do men always talk like this? In my opinion, Xiaodie is as beautiful as a fairy, which is rare in the world. If you can marry her as your wife, you will definitely
It is the blessing you have earned throughout your life..."
"Master Shizhai, don't be like this!" Chen Dong cried secretly in his heart: "I really only regard Xiaodie as my sister!"
Shi Xiaodie also knew what Shi Aoxue was going to do, and said loudly: "Master of the village, why are you messing with the mandarin duck formula again? Didn't I tell you that I will never marry anyone who is not a god of medicine in this life, so why did you marry me and brother Chen Dong again?"
Are they related?"
"Shut up!" Shi Aoxue glared at Shi Xiaodie fiercely, and then said to Chen Dong: "You are the disciple of the sloppy Taoist, and Shi Xiaodie was brought up by me. You two are a match made in heaven."
.If you agree to marry her, I will do anything for you, and I will kill this white ape for you; if you don’t agree, never leave Fengmo Village!"
"Shi Aoxue, you are really a lunatic, no wonder my master doesn't want you!" Chen Dong let out an angry and desperate roar.
When he came to Feng Mo Village for the first time as the God of Medicine, he encountered such a thing.
Unexpectedly, around the corner, history repeated itself.
This Shi Aoxue is truly worthy of being the number one witch in the world!
…
Shangjing, Wuqu Palace.
The competition between Yang Mansion and Zhou Mansion will begin tomorrow.
This not only affects the reputation of the two marshals, but also affects the fate of the two young masters, so everyone is very concerned about it.
Marshal Zhou has confirmed that the three war gods Xuanyuan Hu, Wei Jiaqing and Chen Jianyuan will appear.
Except for one Yan Mo who has been confirmed by Marshal Yang, who the other two are has not been announced for a long time.
Everyone tried their best to find out, but no one could find out the reason.
The Yang Mansion has not disclosed any news so far.
Wuqu Palace, Yang Mansion.
In the hall.
Marshal Yang was frowning.
The other two candidates for the competition have not been announced for a long time. In addition to the need for confidentiality, it is also because Chen Dong is missing.
Chen Dong said before that he would be the one to take part in the third round. He would go outside to practice and he would definitely come back before the competition.
However, there will be a competition tomorrow, but there is still no trace of Chen Dong.
When I called him, it said he couldn't get through.
What happened? Was there an accident?
Qingyunzi sat aside and said seriously: "Chen Dong always keeps his word and will definitely come back tomorrow."
Marshal Yang nodded and said, "I hope so!"
On the other side, the Zhou Mansion was filled with joy.
According to their reports, none of Marshal Yang's killers have returned from the border.
Moreover, it is useless even if they come back, they are all injured!
In Marshal Zhou’s view, Marshal Yang’s delay in announcing the other two candidates is simply because he couldn’t find anyone.
"Hahaha, we will win this time!"
Marshal Zhou is still confident.
the next day.
In the largest square of Wuqu Palace.
An arena has been set up here, and all the marshals and guards in the palace have arrived. Everyone wants to see who will win in the battle between Marshal Zhou and Marshal Yang.
Is it the God of War under Marshal Zhou who excels, or the God of Killing under Marshal Yang?
Is Mr. Chen going to break two arms and a leg, or is Mr. Zhou going to kneel down and apologize?
Everyone was very curious about these questions, so they came early to watch.
As the organizer, Marshal Li also came. He stroked his beard and said proudly to the other marshals: "I think we can do more of this kind of activity in the future. It can not only resolve conflicts, but also train the quality of our soldiers. Why?
Not for it!"
Everyone said yes.
Soon, people from the Zhou Mansion came first.
Marshal Zhou walked over slowly with a high-spirited attitude and a large group of people.
Among them are of course Xuanyuan Hu, Wei Jiaqing and Chen Jianyuan.
Zhou Yunhao also came. Although his injury was not healed yet, he still came here in a wheelchair. His spirit was really touching.
As soon as Marshal Zhou arrived, everyone else said hello one after another.
Marshal Zhou also responded with a smile.
"Old Zhou, you are so energetic, are you sure to win this battle?"
"Haha, we must win. As far as I know, none of the killing gods from Lao Yang's side have come back..."
"Really? I really don't know. No wonder Lao Yang hasn't announced the quota for the other two candidates!"
"Isn't that right? How about Lao Zhou laughing so happily?"
Everyone was making fun of Marshal Zhou.
Marshal Zhou didn't shy away from it, and said cheerfully: "Old Yang is good at everything, but he just likes to protect calves. This time I want to make him suffer a little! And his grandson must be hospitalized with my grandson. I don't want them."
penny……"
Everyone burst into laughter.
"Why hasn't Lao Yang come yet?"
"Yeah, who's going to urge me?"
"No need, it will be here soon..."
Yang Mansion, front yard.
Marshal Yang frowned and stared at the door.
It's already this hour, and Chen Dong hasn't come back yet.
What's going on?
Could it be that something unexpected happened outside?
Qingyunzi, who had always had full confidence in Chen Dong, was speechless at this moment.
"Commander, the competition is about to begin, what should we do now?" Yan Mo came to Marshal Yang and said.
"How long until it starts?"
"In five minutes, everyone from the other side of the square has arrived, and Marshal Zhou is showing off his power."
Marshal Yang took a long breath, looked back at everyone in the courtyard, and said solemnly: "It is very likely that Dongzi will not come back, so everyone is mentally prepared for the worst. The first game will be played by Yan Mo, and the second game will be played by Yan Mo.
The leader of Qingyun will play the game, and the third game...by the third game, if Dongzi hasn't come back yet, let Gao Feng play."
Gao Feng is a guardian of the Yang family and a ninth-level master.
He is definitely not Chen Jianyuan's opponent, but there is no better choice.
Again, if Qingyunzi fights against Xuanyuan Hu, Yan Mo fights against Wei Jiaqing, he will definitely win.
Unfortunately, the decision was made on the first day when Yama took the field for the first battle.
If God's will is this, there is nothing we can do about it.
"Set off!"
Marshal Yang gave the order and everyone followed him out.
It was originally a win-win situation, but now it has made everyone anxious and makes everyone feel uncomfortable.
Of course, except for one person.
Yang Zijian.
Yang Zijian was really excited. He wished that Marshal Yang would lose so that he could see Chen Dong break two arms and a leg.
Just thinking about that scene makes me so happy!
Of course, he didn't dare to show it on his face and could only pretend to be as gloomy as everyone else.
The Yang family members soon came to the square.
Unlike the high-spirited people of the Zhou family, the faces of the Yang family were obviously not good-looking.
Marshal Zhou said cheerfully: "Lao Yang, what's wrong with you? Weren't you confident three days ago? Why are you like an eggplant beaten by frost now?"
Marshal Yang said gloomily: "Old Zhou, don't say such sarcastic words, just compete on the stage."
When Marshal Li, the organizer, heard this, he immediately said: "Okay, now invite Yan Mo and Xuanyuan Hu to play!"
All the marshals are people with fiery personalities, and what they hate the most is whining, so there is no prelude on stage, they just do it!
After Yan Mo and Xuanyuan Hu came on stage from one side, Marshal Li turned around and asked, "Old Yang, who should I take on for the next two games?"
Marshal Yang sighed and said, "We'll talk about it later."
When Dashuai Zhou heard this, he burst out laughing "hahaha".