I use the fox fairy to suppress all ghosts

Some people are like this. They were born with a golden key in their mouths. Since the moment they came into this world, they are destined to be different. They are born with a sense of superiority. Some people desperately want what they want. But worthless in his eyes.

What the slovenly Taoist wanted was not the ordinary wooden sword, he just wanted to prove that he worked harder than anyone else, so he gritted his teeth and persisted until he was powerless and exhausted his last bit of strength. The plum blossom pile fell down.

The wooden sword finally fell into the hands of Chi Lang. The sloppy Taoist priest hoped so much to get the wooden sword, but in the end he didn't get what he wanted. He watched the wooden sword being taken by Long Shan. The elders were handed over to Chi Lang.

Master Longshan looked at Chi Lang with appreciation, and he didn't even look at the sloppy Taoist priest.

However, Chi Lang came to the sloppy Taoist priest with the wooden sword after Long Shan left, and broke the wooden sword with a blank expression.

It seems to be saying, see if you can't get what you ask for, and what you want to get with your life is worthless in my eyes!

What are you, a humble ant-like fellow, you dare to snatch something from me?

I was destined to be stronger than you when I was born. My family has a long history and a profound background. Countless elders of the Maoshan sect surround me. I am the hope of the Maoshan sect, the most genius among the younger generation of disciples.

Why do you rob me? Do you have the qualifications?

The broken sword was thrown in front of the sloppy Taoist priest, and Chi Lang turned around and left without saying a word.

That night, there was heavy rain, thunder and lightning.

In the heavy rain, the slovenly Taoist huddled under the pile of plum blossoms, feeling like a dog, a lost dog.

It seems that all luck has nothing to do with me, as if everyone is against me.

But the sloppy Taoist priest couldn't figure out what he did wrong, but he had to bear such humiliation.

Let the brothers of the same school trample their dignity under their feet.

It was also from that moment that the sloppy Taoist vowed that he must let himself feel proud one day.

What happened at that time, the sloppy Taoist thought that his master Songhe Zhenren didn't know about it, but the moment he saw the broken wooden sword, the sloppy Taoist almost cried.

Only then did I understand.

At that time, the master was always there, and he might have been hiding in a corner not far away, witnessing all this.

But the master didn't show up and pretended not to know anything.

Even when he left the plum blossom pile in the pouring rain, the master suddenly walked out of the rain, squatted down, picked up the broken wooden sword, and perhaps wiped it with his dirty Taoist robe. After touching the muddy water on it, he put away the broken sword.

At that moment, the sloppy Taoist priest didn't know how Master was feeling.

I don't know what he was thinking.

But Master Songhe has kept this dagger by his side for more than ten years.

It was not until today that the broken sword was taken out.

This sword is the attitude of the master.

Master said to have a normal heart and live happily.

But the sloppy Taoist knew that Master was not happy.

For so many years, he has known that Master has been unhappy, otherwise he would not have used alcohol to soothe his sorrows, and was drunk every day.

At the beginning, he was also a leader of the younger generation of disciples, but in a short period of time, the sea has changed and the world has been turned upside down.

But the master did not give up on himself, and passed on all the things he had learned in his life to him.

He also taught himself his magic weapon Thunder Strike Wooden Sword and Maoshan Jade Pendant.

Back then, only the most powerful disciples with the word "pine" could have these two instruments.

The master gave him everything, led him into Taoism, and taught him his skills.

Then continue to be drunk and dreamy.

Seeing this sword, the slovenly Taoist knew that Master's stocking was like flying a kite. No matter how far he floated, the thin thread was always in his hand.

Master Songhe knew the sloppy Taoist priest very well, knew that he was competitive, and knew that he was not reconciled.

So, he took out the broken sword and showed it to him.

He just wanted to tell the sloppy Taoist priest that you are my disciple, Daoist Songhe, if you want to win, fight me to the end!

To avenge the Broken Sword more than ten years ago.

This sword is to tell the sloppy Taoist priest that he must rely on himself today to avenge the shame he suffered back then.

Hear these past events from the sloppy Taoist priest.

Several of us couldn't help but sigh.

We thought Songhe Zhenren was an old alcoholic who didn't care about dirty Taoist affairs at all, and didn't care about winning or losing.

Thinking about it now, Master Songhe is truly wise and stupid, and everything he showed before should be a test of the sloppy Taoist priest.

If the sloppy Taoist priest didn't have the determination to win the battle, Master Songhe might really ignore him.

But as long as the sloppy Taoist wants to win, the real Songhe will add fire to him.

Let him know what he is fighting for.

This broken sword has been preserved for more than ten years, just for today.

Holding the broken sword, the slovenly Taoist tightly held it in his hand, his eyes were red.

After he told us about the matter, he walked straight to the door of the house with the dagger in his hand, and knelt down directly.

He kowtowed heavily in the direction of the master's couch: "Master, this disciple will continue to do his best and persevere until the end as he did back then. Don't worry, old man."

The sound of Master Songhe snoring came from the room, as if he heard it, but he didn't seem to hear it.

Afterwards, the sloppy Taoist priest went straight back to his room with the broken sword, and never came out again.

After the sloppy Taoist priest left, we all had mixed feelings in our hearts.

"Oh, I really didn't expect it. When Ronaldinho was outside, he was happy all day long, and he was out of shape. I thought he must have had a very comfortable life when he was a child. It turns out that he has suffered so much, but this kid has never He didn't tell us." Gu Haoran sighed.

"Hey, if I knew I wouldn't bully him before, this stinky sixth son doesn't feel much better than when I was a child." I also sighed.

"Brother Luo may have several fights tomorrow, and he will definitely face off against Chi Lang. With Ro's overall strength, it will be difficult to deal with Chi Lang." Kasan said with some concern.

"There are five people and six people holding Lang long, and they have a good attitude towards their brothers and sisters. I didn't expect that when I was young, they were so useless and bullied our Xiao Luo. If we can't beat this holding Lang, Ronaldinho will probably suffer a lot. Attack, we have to find a way to let Lao Luo deal with that Chi Lang severely." Brother Gu looked at us again.

"Big guy, do you have any other stuff in the bottom of the box? If you can help Lao Luo, take it out." I looked at them and said.