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Chapter 226

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You bunch of crooks!

Can't you see that I'm also in the group?

Why isn't there anyone crying out, unwilling to let go of Senior Brother Jiu Zimo?

Jiu Zimo glanced angrily at Bei Sansan, who was standing beside him. He felt that in the entire monastery, only he and Junior Brother Bei were still upholding the bottom line of morality.

Zhen Xiaoxiao was also very surprised.

Why was Bei Sansan in the group?

Didn't he finally get his freedom? Didn't he not want to cook anymore? Why did he have to join in the fun on this trip to Tiger Subdue Hall?

Zhen Xiaoxiao didn't know that in Bei Sansan's chest, there was a heart that was pounding with the desire for revenge!

Tiger-subduing Hall was an ally. There were Hall Masters in the Enlightening Realm, Elders in the Building Foundation Realm, and Senior Martial Brother Jiu's old lover there. When the time came, as long as Bei Sansan cried out loud, his martial uncles, martial uncles, and future sister-in-law would definitely immediately raise their hands and slap Zhen Xiaoxiao into a flat pancake!

Destroy! Hahahaha!

Just wait and see!

Bei Sansan stared at Zhen Xiaoxiao, his gaze filled with evil.

Eight or nine days later, Jiu Zimo brought Zhen Xiaoxiao, Small Gruel, Bei Sansan, Du Ruofei, and Tang Liang along the mountain path to Tiger Subdue Hall.

This place truly lived up to its name of "Tiger Subdue"!

The disciples they saw along the way were all muscular and bald. Their skin, which had been tanned by the sun, glistened as if they were smeared with honey. As they walked along the mountain path, each footprint left a hole.

Compared to them, Jiu Zimo was slightly shorter. Only Small Gruel did not admit defeat in terms of height.

Look at these fists! Look at these arms!

Zhen Xiaoxiao, just wait for your death! Wahaha!

Bei Sansan, who had been forced to cook for another eight days, stared at the muscular men passing by with a green gaze. The passersby felt their hairs stand on end, feeling that this shota was extremely dangerous.

"I am Jiu Zimo from Flying Dragon Monastery. I have something to discuss with the Tiger Subdue Hall Master."

Jiu Zimo stood in front of the magnificent mountain gate, which was built with rough boulders, and handed over his nameplate.

Along the way, as promised, Zhen Xiaoxiao did not cause any trouble, which made Jiao Zimo very gratified. The apprehension in his heart was washed away, and all that was left was the anticipation of seeing Le Wei again.

As soon as Jiu Zimo finished speaking, the great formation of the mountain gate was immediately activated. Two groups of bald disciples trotted out from the mountain. Their upper bodies were bare, and they wore short red robes. They stood majestically on both sides of the road and welcomed Jiu Zimo.

Do you see that?

Do you see that?

This is the name of Eldest Senior Brother Jiu!

This is the treatment a Flying Dragon Sect disciple receives in Tiger Subduing Hall!

Bei Sansan was proud of himself. He cut in front of Zhen Xiaoxiao and used his butt to push her back. Then, he put his hands behind his back and walked into the mountains with his head held high.

"Littly, do I look good in this outfit?" Small Gruel had successfully captured the smugness and admiration in Bei Sansan's eyes, so he was a little confused.

"No, it's ugly." Littly slapped away Small Gruel's hand, which was unbuttoning his clothes, and successfully stopped him from revealing his upper body.

If he really took off his clothes, just the blood that would leak out from his nose would probably kill him …

Jiu Zimo was indeed very familiar with the mountain paths of Tiger Subduing Hall. Before the elder leading the way appeared, he had already led his companions up the cliff and arrived in front of a large ebony hall!

Although this main hall was not made of glazed roof tiles or inlaid with gold and stone, the black logs, which were so thick that five people would not be able to wrap their arms around them, were still rare treasures.

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