"I can't do anything about what happened today. If you want to blame, you should blame Duan Qingyun instead of me." Deng Juebao spread his hands and said with a pretended sigh.
In my heart, I don't think so. Of course he heard the whole story from Duan Qingyun.
If it were someone else, when I heard that Gu Fenghua and the others had killed the disciple of Lord Qingyun, they would definitely look at them differently, and would never dare to have a grudge against them easily¡ªthe disciple of the king's envoy, what a strong person he must be, and Gu Fenghua How many people can kill such a strong person, and to what extent should they be so strong? Isn't it crazy to have a grudge against them?
However, as the deacon of Wuji Chamber of Commerce, Deng Juebao knew much more than ordinary people. As far as he knows, any one of the eighteen holy kings of Wuji Shengtian is an old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years. The so-called younger or older is just the result of comparing them with each other. Compared with the vast majority of other people in Wuji Shengtian, the old monster is still an old monster.
Just because they have lived for a long time, it is inevitable that these envoys accept more disciples, and when they accept more disciples, it is inevitable that good and bad will be mixed. For example, some monarchs are easy-going and make friends by nature. When they meet old friends and juniors, they are not easy to refuse. They come and go, and they accept more and more disciples. Zongmen disciples may not be able to compare, no matter how good the skills are, no matter how abundant the cultivation resources are, it will be difficult to become a master in the end.
Another example is this Duan Qingyun, who acts rashly in dealing with people, and often only depends on his mood, and the same is true for accepting apprentices. Even the ruthless and vicious generation of Mangshan Patriarch can be accepted into his sect, and it is normal for him to take in a few useless and useless disciples while causing trouble.
He didn't know that Duan Qingyun's disciple who died under Gu Fenghua's sword was none other than his well-known ancestor of Mangshan, and he was by no means a useless disciple.
Of course, even if he knew, he wouldn't take it to heart. Didn¡¯t you hear it a long time ago, the ancestor of Mangshan was seriously injured by Lu Wuding¡¯s hands, more than half of his cultivation base was abolished long ago, Huluo Pingyang was bullied by dogs, he died under the hands of Gu Fenghua and others, that¡¯s no proof at all What, it just proves that a few people are lucky.
Having said that, no matter how good Gu Fenghua's aptitude is, what's the use of being strong? After messing with Duan Qingyun, do they still have a chance to survive?
To settle accounts after autumn, one must live until after autumn.
"Well, we really shouldn't blame you, but I don't know if others will blame you. I forgot to tell you, Fenghua is now the history of Yiyuan Academy, a school, and this beautiful man, but Young Master of the Kuchan Sect, tell me, if you don¡¯t keep your word in Donghuang Pavilion and send us to Duan Qingyun, will Yiyi Academy and Kuchan Sect blame you?" Luo Enen saw his disapproval, Then he said.
While speaking, she took out Gu Fenghua's envoy token again. I secretly sighed in my heart, Dongji City is better. There are more opportunities to show off than before. It's the pinnacle of life.
"What!" Deng Juebao was shocked.
As soon as the Yidao city auction was over, he left the Yidao school in despair, because he had some quarrels with the Hua family uncle and nephew, and apart from the agreement with the three cities, he didn't have much contact with him afterwards, so he didn't know, Gu Fenghua is now one of the nine history schools of the Dao Academy. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com