You kid cough, don't buy wine for me, and don't let others buy it for me. Are you angry that uncle, do you believe it or not, and I will beat you up now. The butt is so blooming. Master Fan glared at Master Huikong, stretched out one hand, and acted to beat Master Huikong again.

Master Huikong was so scared that he tightened his whole body and wanted to avoid it. However, before he could take a step, Master Liaofan's hand had already landed on Master Huikong's naked forehead, making a crisp sound, and Master Huikong covered his scalp with both hands and kept sucking the air conditioner.

Uncle Lefan, can you take action lightly in the future? My nephew didn't say he wouldn't let you drink, but his throat was a little uncomfortable

Monks don’t lie, you kid tell lies against your conscience. Don’t think I can’t see it. Are you right to the Buddha? Master Lefan raised his slap and tried to hit him again, but was grabbed by Old Liu on the side and persuaded him: Master Lefan, don’t be angry, your body will be bad if you get angry. My best daughter Hong will definitely be delivered to you this evening. You should talk about the young man lying on the ground first. After all, life is still important.

Hehe, my daughter is so popular, don’t forget, I’m too lazy to get angry with this guy, and I have to keep my stomach to drink. Master Lefan patted Lao Liu’s shoulder on the shoulder, and his eyes smiled into a crack again.

Wu Feng was speechless, and was helpless by Master Lefan's madness. At the same time, he felt wronged for Master Huikong. It was a shame to have such an uncle. Compared to this, Master Huikong had a certain style of a monk, but was completely shattered by Master Lefan. In front of him, Master Huikong could only be beaten and angry, and he didn't even have the chance to talk back.

Moreover, Master Lefan kept saying that monks would not lie. Even if Master Huikong made lies, he could only make a small mistake. However, Master Lefan was drinking, cursing, and was easily angry and wanted to fight with others. All Buddhist precepts were almost broken. I really don’t know how he, a monk, survived for decades.

Even though I think so, Wu Feng didn't dare to say it, so he could only laugh and said: Master Lefan, you haven't answered my question just now.

What's the problem? Master Fan glanced at Wu Feng and obviously forgot everything before.

Wu Feng sighed in his heart, he had the desire to die, and talking to Master Lefan was too brain-struggled, so he had to say patiently again: I want to ask, is it possible to return the three souls and seven spirits sealed by the remnant soul of the demon fox to return to my senior brother to his position?

Master Lefan touched his head, rubbed his nose, and then said slowly: I was going to tell you when I saw the wine. Since you must know, let me tell you. Anyway, you just ran away, and I can find you. Let Huikong take me to your house and block your door and curse for a few days. I don’t believe you can still go there.
Chapter completed!