Qian Liben said this with confidence. Not only did he forget the way he fled in a mess, but he also said he was arrogant. Hua Shouyi was really too lazy to pay attention to this. He snorted, turned around and left, leaving the mess to Hua Gui and Hua Fu to deal with...

Even so, Qian Liben still wanted to catch up and continue to explain. Fortunately, Hua Gui knew the second young master's temper and rushed to stop the guy, which made him lose a lot of verbal talk...

It was almost noon, and it was time for the Hua family to come to an end. When everyone on the cliff saw that everything in the valley was over, they were also arranging food at the Hua family. Although there was a little trouble just now, everyone was either worried about the competition they would be in the future, or they were not aware of the inside story and had no topics...

When Hua Shouyi returned to the cliff, everyone just glanced slightly and did their own things. He was not too curious. He walked to Old Master Hua and explained in detail the fight under the cliff. Old Master looked at Qianshou and told Chu Tianya to go back and take a look at Feng San, and prescribed a few doses of elixir to replenish the damaged spirit power.

Let's not talk about this competition, just talk about the Supreme Treasure accompanying Feng San back to the villa...

Feng San was fed some water by Supreme Treasure at first, and the carriage was a little conscious as it was bumpy along the way. He gradually woke up and made a few sounds in his throat to vomit. Supreme Treasure quickly stopped the carriage and helped him to the window. Suddenly, Feng San only saw his lower abdomen shrinking and spitting out a large pool of green juice with a whistle.

After the ghost is on the body, if the person has not taken the initiative to let the ghost be on the body, the soul is strong and self-reliant, the soul that is inconsistent with the skin will collide with the master's soul. Yin and Yang are chaotic, so the things that the person eats and the water that he drinks will quickly rot and fade, and then he will not be able to enjoy it in the belly, and will naturally be vomited out by the skin body. If the ghost has not left, it can be suppressed by itself, but once the ghost leaves the body, it will suddenly occur!

On the contrary, if the master automatically wants the ghost to be on his body, there will be less collision. The power of ** will be slower. Naturally, it will not be so fast--but if the time is too long, the same will happen.

When Supreme Treasure saw Feng San's appearance, he understood what it meant, so he quickly fed water to feed Feng San. He drank a few sips and vomited again... This happened several times. Only then did he see that the vomited juice gradually became turbid and dirty, but it lost its slight color.

At this point, Feng San's vomiting was barely stopped. He seemed to feel a little more comfortable.

When he set off again, Feng San looked much clearer. Although he still looked like a tuberculosis, his mind was restored as usual. His broken ribs were a little overwhelmed with the bumpy carriage. He started to hum:

"Hmph, slower, slower, okay? I don't know if I have injuries on my body..."

"Oh, I know I'm injured now!" Supreme Bao glanced at him and cursed without hesitation: "What did you do before that time?! Take the Five Ghosts with you and fight to the death - hey, I said, "You guys don't know, can those Five Ghosts be simple? It's easy to make trouble if you borrow a ghost's power, let alone the Five Ghosts... I'm still alive with Mr. Cui for so many years, right?"

Hearing the Supreme Treasure cursing, Feng San rarely had a good temper and didn't salivate back. He just smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying, "Do you think I am thinking about it yourself? The five ghosts were kept by the master, saying that if I could learn ghost control techniques and call them, and be the God-controlling God-the Five Ghosts were controlled by the master's seal. Every day and night, I told me to let them go, so I could obey me and use my power to use them... Hey, then I know that this is not the case!"

When Supreme Bao heard Feng San's words, he almost spitted on his face and continued to curse: "I said you are really... stupid, right? You understand the word "nonsense" and you are confused when you come to yourself? Don't understand? stupid, right? You really listened to it!"

Feng San knew that what Supreme Bao said was not bad, so he had to blame himself for not paying attention and took it easy with him to break his affairs. Supreme Bao said no, scolded him, but he was still busy all the way. After arriving at the villa, he helped Feng San off the carriage and applied the golden sore medicine carefully.

At this moment, Chu Tianya also rushed back and took out the self-made plaster from the Hua family and applied it, which made Feng San feel a little better.

The matters there were handled properly, but the valley was still in the competition - in the afternoon, followed by the competition between Wang Ce and Wang Yanghai.

This competition was just a perfect match, but it was just a fight between fist and foot. Both of them tried their best to do all their strength. In the end, Wang Yanghai narrowly won and became the fourth winner.

Although this competition was not very exciting, it took a long time to decide the outcome in nearly two hours. However, even though it took so long, Hua Fu was standing beside the valley, and Hua Gui was not seen at all... Until everyone was about to leave, Hua Gui ran to the cliff.

Behind it is the shameless and shameless Qian Liben.

Hua Shouyi frowned slightly and said unhappily: "What's the point? Hua Gui, have you not sent him away yet?" "No, Second Young Master," Hua Gui looked sad and full of bad luck: "This guy is so sarcastic. I've been two days old and I haven't tried it. I don't know where so many misconceptions come out... I said it was a plan, sometimes I said it could be a new competition, and sometimes I said it was us who interfered... Master, why don't you try it if you change someone, I really have no way!"

Thinking of Qian Liben's appearance, Hua Shouyi couldn't help feeling bored and said quickly: "I can't do this, you'd better go by yourself... You can ask someone to help me, and I won't say anything if you drive me away - just don't bring me in front of you, everything will be fine!"

"Young Master!" Hua Gui immediately pulled his face longer than a horse's face and said cryingly: "Young Master, I really can't stand it..."

The two of them pulled the cart like this, and they had already heard the truth by Mr. Hua beside him and asked. Seeing his father speak, Hua Shouyi told the whole story and handed it over to the old man... But he never thought that the old man had no choice but to send Sun Fei out to try it in the end.

From a distance, they were chatting around the road outside the cliff. It was really a joke:

The autumn night is deep and the rain is chaotic, and the early trees and silkworm leaves are sounding and sand;

The trees are full of sunrise and cicadas are getting more complicated when frogs are croaking at dusk.

Finally, Sun Fei walked over with a frustrated face and replied to Old Master Hua: "Master, this guy is so good at speaking. His disciple is incompetent, and he doesn't listen at all. It's better to do this. I'd just send someone to tie him up and send him back to Handan City. Do you think it's done?"

"Make it!" Hua Shouyi immediately responded: "Senior Brother, this is reasonable. I have no objection!"

Old Master Hua was also a little funny when he heard this. He thought that the Hua family was so capable, but they were defeated in front of a clamoring person. He turned his head and asked Sun Fei: "Then, do you have any other words for this person?"

He thought for a while and shook his head and said, "There is nothing else. Just say that it is according to your requirements. Use a plan to break it, and even if he encounters a demon, he can trick the ghosts into killing each other. It is called the two strategies of "fake fools are not crazy, go up the house and draw the ladder" in the thirty-six strategies..."

He shook his hands helplessly and sighed: "I can't argue, Master."

Old Master Hua thought about it and saw that Wang Yanghai had won the victory. Wang Ce was being held out of the valley with a dejected look, so he said, "It is absolutely not necessary to compete again. If this precedent is set, why do we have rules and how can we be perfect? ​​- If you ask him, you will say that except for this re-competition, we can satisfy other requirements, but he cannot argue again if he wins or loses!"

The old man said this and the disciples agreed, but there was no movement under the feet of several people. Seeing that they really didn't want to say a little more to the person who was clamoring, Old Master Hua laughed silently and simply ordered: "Forget it, you don't want to go, so I'll find someone else... Shouren, you'd better go and tell him, and just explain it to him as I want!"

The old man Hua spoke no better than anything else. When it was Hua Shouren, he went to explain himself, so he saw that Qian Liben had less words and had a rule. He thought about it for a long time before he could barely say something...

"If this is true, can I stay in the valley and wait until the competition is over before leaving? - Alas, I can't be a disciple of the Hua family, and it's better to see their competition, just take it as if I have gained knowledge?"

When it comes to the speculation of the old man Hua, Wang Ce originally planned to keep it for the last time to see the competition, so he agreed and let him continue to stay in the villa.

The first five competitions are four out, and tomorrow is the last match between Na Wenda and Mobei.

According to the arrangement of the Hua family, the competition will be followed by a three-day rest, and then the Supreme Treasure will compete with the Qiaomuguo. Even though Hua Shouyi said that the results of the competition are not important, mainly because they are based on their performance during the competition, the Supreme Treasure still began the preparation work later.

But now, I have to help Wen Da pass the test first...

If you want to talk about Mobei and Wenda, the two are really not able to compete at the same level... Look at Mobei, tall and strong, with muscles all over his body, like a person made of iron and copper; he has a braid on his head, a blue striped road tattooed on his face, a tiger-skin skirt tied around his waist, and a big sword on his back - no matter who sees it, this is also a man who is powerful and strong, and he dare not underestimate him!

But look at Wenda again. His fat body was filled with a silly smile like a ball. He was breathing in a few steps. With his never-washed hands and greasy clothes, he didn't know anything except eating them. He even said that even a waiter in a restaurant could bully him...

So how can you win?

This really made Supreme Bao and Feng San feel worried. He couldn't find a meaning of winning if he could win if he could pinch his head and thought for a long time. Feng San then stared at Wen Da, who was sleeping heavily on the bed, and said to Supreme Bao with a dejected look: "Let's stop thinking about it - Wen Da, I really can't find a meaning of winning if he can win if he can, I can't think about it if he can!"

"Okay!" Supreme Treasure glanced at his eyes covered with blood, and nodded heavily: "I can't think of it either - Wen Da is just wearing fat, and has no other skills. What should you do if you call me? Isn't it? Let's ask him to crush that big man to death... yea?"

"Press to death?"
Chapter completed!