C90 Saddened by His Joy His Four Eyes Were Filled with Rage!

"Aooo!"

Taoist Simu screamed miserably. His legs were clamped tightly together as he laid on the ground with his butt sticking out. Having his peach stolen by Liu Tie made Wu Tie's crotch ache. He felt chills down his spine.

Jia Le was similar to Qiu Sheng in that they both had well-developed limbs and their spells were a mess. They knew almost nothing.

"Who are you? Why did you sneak an attack on me? "

Only then did Jia Le wake up. He didn't notice Taoist Simu, who was lying on the ground, and instead looked at Ye Fann, who was standing in front of him.

The pitcher slapped his forehead. Ye Fann pointed to Taoist Simu on the ground and said, "I think you should first stabilize your Master."

"Master?" Jia Le's face turned stiff and he stood rooted to the spot.

The person he beat up just now was his master?

"Aiyo, you unscrupulous sinner!"

Taoist Simu had a bloody nose and a swollen face. He stood up while clutching his crotch.

Ye Fann couldn't hold back his laughter.

It wasn't that he wasn't kind, it was just that Taoist Simu's appearance was too funny, he couldn't help but laugh!

"Shi …" "Master …"

Jia Le was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. His voice trembled as he felt that he was dead for sure. Not only did he beat his master up, he even kicked his master's crotch.

After a long while, Taoist Simu finally came back to his senses. He wiped the blood from his nose, grabbed Jia Le's ear, and sneered: "You're amazing! His master had already become a thief? "You're a grandpa?"

"Master, I was wrong …"

"Come with me to my room. I have something to tell you. I love it..." Dead … You! "

Taoist Simu kept his gaze on Ye Zichen as he spoke slowly.

Jia Le was reluctant to follow him into the room. Soon, there came a scream from the room. Ye Fann floated up the chair and walked directly into the yard.

As for the bad fate between Taoist Simu and Jia Le, he would settle it himself as master and disciple.

About ten minutes later, Jia Le's swollen face appeared. Taoist Simu, on the other hand, felt refreshed and changed into a clean set of clothes.

If it wasn't for the swelling on his face, he wouldn't have known that his disciple had taken care of him.

"Stinking brat, why aren't you cooking? You only know how to mess around and learn from your two senior brothers. You only know how to embarrass me."

Every master taught their disciples a similar lesson, and even their tone of voice was carved out of the same mold.

"Master, I'm not slacking. I work every day on the Corpse Slaughtering Technique and Talisman Drawing. You can't be so unfair to me."

Jia Le rubbed his red and swollen face, bared his teeth and explained.

"Hmph, you still have the face to talk? Look at Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng. They are already at the 1st level of the Human Master Realm. You don't even have the face to enter the sect." Taoist Simu heaved a sigh of relief. His disciple was too stupid.

Whether it was in terms of cultivation talent or personality, he was extremely stupid. The word 'dumb' seemed to be a word that was born for him.

Taoist Simu accepted him as a disciple because of his simple and honest personality. Although he is a bit stupid, he is better than others on the ground.

"This disciple of mine is a fool, it's a good thing that he has a solid mind when it comes to work." Taoist Simu said to Wu Tie with a smile.

How could Ye Fann not know what the other party was thinking? He snorted and said, "In my opinion, you just want to find a free laborer!"

Taoist Simu chuckled and did not deny it.

Jia Le looked at the young man standing beside Taoist Simu. He was wearing a Tang suit and had a handsome face. He seemed to be around his own age.

"Master, this little brother is?"

Ye Fann looked at Jia Le and said with a smile, "My name is Ye Fann."

"Hehe, Ye Fann, welcome to our training hall." Jia Le imitated Western etiquette and extended his hand.