The injured was the tall Taoist priest. His leg was stabbed with scissors by Zhang Tuanlian's wife. The wound was very deep. Although he applied it to his waist and wrapped it in a few circles of white cloth, the bright red blood still penetrated out of the white cloth. His lower lip was bitten by Zhang Tuanlian's wife, revealing a row of yellow teeth below. He sucked in the air conditioner, grinning in pain, and cursed in a vague manner: That little slut is so cruel that I even bit my lips, which made me hate it so much that I itched. If I had known this, I would have killed her with one knife, and I would not have ended up like this.

The short Taoist priest beside him teased: Senior brother, you can't blame others. As soon as you entered the room with a knife, you saw the beautiful little lady, and your eyes were straightened. Junior brother, I see that your saliva was flowing out. If there was another time, you would definitely not kill that little lady, hehe

The tall little Taoist priest waved his hand and slapped the short little Taoist priest on the forehead and said angrily: Go away, your uncle, you saw that the little lady was also straight and asked the master to say that you would be your wife. You don’t look at you, you look like a short winter melon. If that little lady wants to choose, she must have chosen a tall and powerful man like me.

The short Taoist priest suddenly changed his face. He was short, and it was born to his parents and could not change it himself. The most annoying thing was that others said he was short, so he immediately pinched the wound of the tall Taoist priest. The tall Taoist priest screamed at that time and almost got angry.

Hearing the little Taoist priest's scream, Taoist Qingxu and Weng Chai quickly turned their heads and watched the tall Taoist priest covering their thighs and limping at the short Taoist priest. Taoist Qingxu suddenly became angry and shouted sternly: You two evil disciples, what are you doing when you scream?

The short Taoist priest pointed at the tall Taoist priest with an angry look on his face and said, "Master, Senior Brother, Senior Brother, Senior Brother, said I am a short winter melon, and then the disciple taught him a lesson. The disciple was just short and urinated, and they were all raised by their father's parents. How could he allow the senior brother to be so ridiculed?

The tall Taoist priest quickly sucked the air conditioner and replied: Master and disciple are just joking with the junior brother, but the junior brother is too cruel. The disciple's wound has not healed yet, so he pinched me again, almost hurting the disciple to death.

Taoist Qingxu's angrily beard shook and cursed: You two evil disciples, I will take you out for training. I will not let you brothers and brothers make trouble again. If you let your master discover it again, I will definitely not spare you.

The two little Taoist priests responded repeatedly, not daring to do it again. Taoist priest Qingxu glared at them, shook his sleeves, turned around, and continued to walk forward with Weng Chai.

Brother Wengchai, you are laughing at me. These two stubborn men are really embarrassing. Taoist Master Qingxu said in a deep voice.

Weng Chai smiled, looked back at the brothers and said, "It's okay, you two apprentices are not bad, I see that you are not bad, unlike the apprentices I taught, you can't beat three sticks, which is a headache."
Chapter completed!