I really can't control myself

Linton stood there stunned for a while, then looked at the ball at his feet, then at Chen Ran next to him, and then at Guan Qinghe, who was about to get passed by in front of him, and suddenly seemed to understand what was going on.

The little old man who kept interrupting there just now is his "master", Taoist Yiming, right?

Linton's main purpose of squeezing this guy to death was to give Tianxing here a powerful opponent. He must suppress the opponent's momentum before he can fool him, right? Of course, you can't just come up and crush the opponent's leader to death, otherwise there's no need to talk and just start fighting.

He had never seen Guan Qinghe before, so of course he couldn't know that this was Taoist Yiming. He said that he was the Holy Son of Cang Qingshan, and he was the one who objected the most fiercely. If he didn't crush him to death first to calm the situation, no one would listen to his deception, right?

Now Linton knew why the little old man reacted so violently. How could it not be violent?

So why can’t these people believe it no matter how deceived they are? It turns out they accidentally crushed their master into a ball.

Although the current situation is indeed a bit broken, Linton said that if he already knew the reason, he would not worry about being deceived anymore.

"Oh oh oh, let me tell you." Linton patted his forehead and said, "Everyone has misunderstood this. I asked you why you don't believe me so much. It turns out that the misunderstanding is here."

"Tell me what's the misunderstanding here." Zhang Tianxing couldn't help but say.

"Do you think I just pinched my master to death?" Linton asked.

Everyone said nothing and just looked at Linton. Although no one spoke, the meaning in everyone's eyes was obvious: "Isn't it?"

"So this is a misunderstanding. You guys don't understand, my master is not dead," Linton said.

"Huh?" Everyone looked at Linton in surprise. Today they really saw what it means to tell lies with open eyes.

"Actually, there is something that everyone didn't know before. After all, this is also my master's secret." Linton said, "Just half a year ago, my master Yiming Taoist practiced in seclusion, and something went wrong in his practice. There are currently some I got obsessed and got a disease. This disease is that sometimes it suddenly turns into a ball."

"This strange disease has no symptoms when it occurs. Sometimes it suddenly turns into a ball while walking. Of course, such a thing cannot be made public, right? If such a huge weakness is known by the enemy, It’s obviously too terrible.” Linton continued.

"..." Everyone looked at Linton without saying anything and just... thought they were idiots, right? How could you believe Linton’s nonsense?

"So when you just saw me, you thought I pinched my master to death, but that's not the case." Linton seemed to have completely missed everyone's looks and continued, "Just now, my master suddenly fell ill, and I just happened to find out. , and caught the opponent with ease, although it looked like I had pinched the master to death, but that was all a misunderstanding."

"No, you..." Zhang Tianxing was about to say something, but was interrupted by Linton before he could speak.

"Please rest assured, although my master has turned into a ball now, this is what happens when the disease occurs. It will recover after a while. My master is really not dead," Linton said.

"What?" Everyone present was stunned, recovery? Can this be restored?

"No, what are you looking at? Of course it can be recovered." Linton said immediately, "If it couldn't be recovered, wouldn't my master have died when he first got sick? Then who would have known that this was a disease Woolen cloth."

"Uh... um..." To be honest, a group of people still didn't know how to respond to Linton's words.

But it doesn't matter, because at this moment, the Yiming Daoqiu on the ground suddenly reacted and emitted a burst of green light.

In everyone's stunned eyes, the ball floated from the ground, and then suddenly began to expand. The blood on the ground that was almost dry also began to turn into a liquid state inexplicably and then was all retracted, directly fused into the expanding ball. .

After a while, the sphere here expanded again and became Taoist Yiming, standing in front of Linton intact.

"Wha...what?" Everyone looked at this miraculous scene in astonishment. It was too exaggerated. Even if it happened right in front of their eyes, they didn't believe their eyes.

"What...is...going on?" Taoist Yi Ming was of course confused. He still clearly remembered the despair of being crushed to death by Linton, the sound of his bones being crushed, and the sound of his own bones being crushed. The smell of blood spurting out, and then suddenly he is alive again? What the hell is going on, I have no idea at all.

"Master!" Chen Ran next to him also looked at Taoist Yi Ming with a confused look on his face. Apparently, his brain couldn't understand the current situation for a while.

"As you can see, this is an old problem. It will be fine once the onset is over." Linton said at this time.

"You guy!" At this time, Taoist Yiming heard Linton's voice, woke up again and pointed at Linton and said, "How dare you pretend to be my holy son of Cangqing Mountain..."

"Sorry, Master, why have you forgotten me again? I am your disciple Linton." Linton shouted directly before Yiming Taoist finished speaking.

"That's nonsense, hurry up..."

Linton didn't give the other party a chance to speak at all, and yelled again: "Oh no, every time Master gets sick, not only will his memory suddenly lose, but he will also turn into a ball immediately. Junior Brother Chen Ran, get out of the way, don't Got splashed all over.”

"Huh?" Chen Ran obviously couldn't react, because as soon as Linton finished speaking, Taoist Yi Ming here suddenly compressed his whole body in the next second, and turned into a ball the next moment.

"Everyone has seen that this is really a strange disease that my master has. I just helped him, which gave everyone a misunderstanding. Now I don't help him. You can see clearly, right?" Linton said.

"..." At this time, the people around me really didn't know what to say.

Before long, the green light here flashed again, and Taoist Yi Ming, who had turned into a ball, was resurrected again and stood in front of Linton.

"Master, how are you? Master, do you remember me?" Linton asked immediately.

"I...you...you are not my disciple at all!" Taoist Yiming said directly.

"Hey...are you still suffering from the disease? It's okay, it's okay. If you wait a little longer, the disease will be suppressed by the master in a while," Linton said.

There was a "bang", and sure enough the next moment, Taoist Yiming here turned into a ball again, and then after a while, he recovered again.

"Master, master, how are you? Do you remember me, my disciple?" Linton asked again.

"Remember, remember, my good disciple, I'm fine, I'm really fine." Taoist Yi Ming suddenly figured it out.