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The Western Master¡¯s face turned black, but at this time, he did not continue to fight with the Southern Master. Instead, he walked aside silently and allowed the Southern Master to lead the people in first.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Out of the way, the Southern Master swayed three times with each step, but his pace was actually not weak.
Within a moment, the team was led to the place where Mo Baobaobao had taken the piss.
Master Western¡¯s dog¡¯s nose was very sensitive and he sniffed hard, ¡°There is the scent of their activities here.¡±
"I can feel it too." Master Nan's face was slightly happy, "Is it possible that they are still here and haven't left?"
"Everyone is looking around."
"It would be fine if we could find Brother Dongfang and the others to join together and form a team." The Southern Master chuckled.
Unexpectedly, the Western Master was the first to speak out against her, "Who will lead the team after integrating into one? Who will be the boss? You or me? Or do you think the Eastern Master will leave his team to you to lead?"
It¡¯s simply whimsical!
Take the Master of the West as an example. He cannot be subordinate to anyone.
Master Dongfang is not easy to deal with, and it is even more impossible for him to entrust the people under his command to them. Who can bear the responsibility if they are dead and injured?
The Master of the South sneered, "I know you, an old and immortal person, like to make trouble for me."
"Okay, okay, two masters, it's better to stop arguing. Let's first look to see if there are any figures of Master Dongfang and others nearby?"
"came back."
While talking, hundreds of cultivators ran back, but everyone looked a little weird.
"Why do you smell so bad?" The Southern Master pinched his nose and shouted at a burly male cultivator who ran to him.
She subconsciously took a step back, her expression a bit uncertain.
This cultivator¡¯s name is Zhou Ping, and he is a married man.
She can be regarded as her guest. Usually the two of them hook up with each other behind the back of his honest wife. The Southern Master has always enjoyed the pleasure of seducing her husband.
Therefore, most of her guests are husbands.
This is one of her special hobbies.
What I admire the most is those women who feel so miserable that they are in pain and despair but can¡¯t get rid of themselves, hehe.
This Zhou Ping has always lived a good life and is very able to please her.
But now she smelled so bad that she was disgusted.
Zhou Ping looked embarrassed and explained to Master Nan in a low voice, "I'm sorry, Nan'er, I just"
"Zhou Ping just stepped on shit, hahahahaha!" A wanton and arrogant laugh made Zhou Ping couldn't help but change his face.
You don¡¯t need to look back just to hear this voice to know that it is his archrival Zhao Jia.
This Zhao Jia is a bit lawless just because he is the southern master's new favorite. He doesn't take him seriously all the time, which is simply hateful.
"Zhao Jia, don't talk nonsense."
"What am I talking nonsense about? Do you mean you didn't step on shit? Or did you almost trip over a piece of shit? Hahahahaha!"
The Master of the South immediately took a few steps back and stared at Zhou Ping with a look of disgust, "Go and clean yourself up."
The smell is simply unbearable.
Zhou Ping knew he was in the wrong and quickly retreated, leaving Zhao Jia standing next to the Southern Master with a smile.
"Master, there is nothing near here."
"We've checked everywhere. We really can't find anything we need."
"Besides a pile of shit, there is only a handful of geranium seeds left." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com