Wang Lang calmed himself down and said, "I am Wang Lang from Huo Huan Hall. I am here to visit Senior Brother Bai Hua. Quickly report my arrival."
The Taoist hurriedly entered and reported to Bai Hua that there was a short and fat man at the door who wanted to see Martial Uncle.
Bai Hua was currently showing off her power and punishing Zhao Yun and the Duobao. She was still angry when she heard that Wang Lang was here. She frowned and threw her whip on the ground. She scolded, "Why are you panicking? Have you lost your courage? F * ck, beat up these two thieves for me! "
Bai Hua led a group of Taoists to the door and saw Wang Lang standing there. She had not seen him for many years and almost did not recognize him. He clasped his hands and said with a fake smile, "Aiya, Junior Brother is here. What a rare guest. May I know where you are now? "
Thirty years ago, Wang Lang and Bai Hua were both outer hall disciples. At that time, Wang Lang was outstanding in martial arts and suppressed Bai Hua in every aspect. At that time, Wang Lang was arrogant and thought of himself as extraordinary. When he saw Bai Hua licking her face and currying favor with the inner hall disciples, he looked down on her.
During the sect competition, the two entered the inner hall together. Wang Lang was ranked first while Bai Hua was ranked third.
They both entered the Tianyuan Sect and called each other senior and junior brother. They even lived under the same roof. The first half of the year was peaceful. Bai Hua secretly scolded Wang Lang but was very affectionate on the surface.
However, Wang Lang was unlucky. He was very talented in martial arts but could not comprehend cultivation techniques. He could not even grasp the foundation of jade-green fire true qi. After half a year, he did not improve at all.
Bai Hua's skills increased day by day. She relied on her martial arts and often mocked him. She also secretly added tricks during sparring sessions and tortured Wang Lang. How could Wang Lang endure it? He finally cut off all ties and made a blood oath during the disciples' gathering to let Bai Hua know how powerful he was. At that time, it caused a small commotion in the Tianyuan Sect.
The Tianyuan Sect was a place that emphasized strength. Since Wang Lang did not improve and still caused trouble, there was no need for Bai Hua to take revenge. The Commandment Hall had already expelled him from the Tianyuan Sect. Finally, in consideration of the incense, he threw him into the Fire Tranquil Hall.
At first, Wang Lang still had a deep hatred, weeping blood day and night, wanting to take revenge. However, the days flew by day by day. Gradually, he lost his ambition. Dozens of years passed in a muddle. He even managed to get to the position of the head. However, he had long forgotten about the martial arts of the past.
As for seeking revenge on Bai Hua, it had already become the world's most laughable joke. There was no need to even think about it.
When Wang Lang saw Bai Hua again, he felt as if a lifetime had passed. In order to save his disciple, he ignored the embarrassment on his old face and the sarcasm in Bai Hua's tone and said humbly, "Senior Martial Brother Bai Hua, fly high into the sky. I'm just a cook in the Fire Washing Hall. Speaking of which, I'm really going to dirty your ears. "
Hearing the name 'Fire Tranquil Hall', Bai Hua's body trembled as she thought to herself, So this old ghost is from the Fire Tranquil Hall! All these years, Master Daoist had forgotten about him. Who would have thought that he would fail miserably today? Damn it! You actually sent two brats to destroy my treasured sword. If I don't vent my anger, I swear I'm not human! "
Bai Hua's anger soared to the ground. His tone was also fierce, "Alright, my good Junior Martial Brother! I say, you're really promising. The people under you are really amazing. They even destroyed my treasured sword. Hehe. I remember that you made a blood oath! "
He thought about the two hostages in his hands. There was no need to be polite with this fat ghost. He was thinking about how to settle the score with him.
"The Lingyun Temple has established an iron law. Disciples of the same sect are not to be harmed. Those who violate it will be torn apart by eight horses and burned by Yin fire. The Outer Hall is as lowly as an ant. If they're killed, then so be it. However, this fatty kowtowed with me and became a disciple of the same master! Even if he's in the Outer Hall now, it's still hard to explain to those lunatics from the Commandment Courtyard. However, if this fatty is willing, the Commandment Courtyard won't be able to do anything even if they want to. Hehe. "
Wang Lang heard the sudden change in Bai Hua's tone. He had no choice but to lower his head. No matter how unwilling he was, and there were countless voices reminding him of the past humiliation, he still knelt on the ground without hesitation. He kowtowed heavily on the ground and begged, "Senior Martial Brother, my two disciples are young and inexperienced. They offended you. If you want to blame someone, then punish me. I beg you, please spare them. "
Bai Hua sneered, "These are your words. Don't blame Senior Martial Brother for being ruthless!" He suddenly raised his right foot and ruthlessly kicked towards Wang Lang.
Under Bai Hua's rage, the strength of her leg was astonishing. Wang Lang was not prepared at all and rolled down the stone steps, landing on the corner of the platform. The remaining momentum did not dissipate and he continued to roll down, landing heavily on the mountain road.
Bai Hua walked forward a few steps and grabbed the Taoist attendant's lantern. She looked down and saw that Wang Lang was lying on the ground with his head bleeding.
Bai Hua was very unhappy. He raised his head and laughed wildly. His laughter was hoarse and unpleasant to the ears. After a while, he shouted towards Wang Lang, "Good Junior Martial Brother, if you want to save your disciple, then enter Tianran Residence! You have to come quickly. If you're late, your good disciple will go see the King of Hell. "
Wang Lang's short and fat body wriggled a few times. His entire body was in pain and his head was heavily injured. He could only rely on his last breath to hold on. Hearing that Bai Hua was willing to let him go, his spirit rose. He used all his strength and crawled up the stone steps.
Wang Lang climbed very slowly. Step by step, it was very strenuous and difficult. It was as if he was not climbing stone steps, but climbing a mountain of knives and wading through a sea of fire. This really was not stone steps. This was the road to the King of Hell!
Bai Hua was already impatient. He couldn't wait for the show to start. Narrowing his eyes, he shouted at the Daoist attendants, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and bring my Junior Martial Brother to the internal affairs room." With a flick of his Daoist robe, he strode into the Tianran Abode.
Wang Lang was carried by two Taoist attendants into the internal affairs room. He saw that the room was brightly lit with all kinds of torture instruments. It was clearly a torture room. He used his eyes to search for his disciples. He saw that the two stinky brats were stripped of their clothes and their hands were tied to the metal frame.
This scene was too horrible to look at. He was very distressed and struggled to get out from the Taoist attendants' hands. He crawled in front of the two people.
Zhao Yun and Duobao's bodies were full of bloodstains. Their skin and flesh were split open in many places. The demonic blood was performing under the fire. Their skin was not in good condition. It was emitting a fishy smell. They were unwilling to be left out and longed for the bliss of the flesh. The two bodies were a feast for the Taoist attendants to enjoy with the torture instruments.
Wang Lang's tears flowed down. He tightly hugged Zhao Yun's legs. He was heartbroken and shouted, "Stinky brats, it's been hard on you."
At this time, Bai Hua's cold laughter sounded, "Oh, it's really touching. What a good drama of the relationship between master and disciple. I have a good heart. I fed the antidote to the two little bastards and let them enjoy the taste of the torture instruments. Oh, how could I let them miss such a taste that penetrates into their bones? Hahahaha???? "
Wang Lang turned his head. His tears covered his entire face, "Senior Martial Brother, they only destroyed one of your swords. I'm willing to use all my savings to exchange for them. I beg you to spare them. I have the True Jade Water Pearl and I have the Flame Hunting Clothes. These should be enough to exchange for a new treasured sword. Senior Martial Brother, please have mercy???? "
As Wang Lang spoke, he was like a dog that had lost its home. He wagged his tail and crawled in front of Bai Hua.
Bai Hua was shocked. She did not expect this short fatty to have so much savings. He must have earned a lot over the years. She secretly said, "Hehe, aren't these all mine?"
She ruthlessly kicked the fatty to the side and smiled evilly, "Alright, since Junior Martial Brother is pleading for mercy, I'll be benevolent and righteous. I won't hold it against you. However, if you want to protect your disciple, other than taking out everything to compensate for my losses, I also need Junior Martial Brother's help. Only then can I vent my anger. "
As long as Wang Lang could save his disciple, he was willing to do anything. When he heard Bai Hua agree, he was ecstatic, "What condition?"
Bai Hua smiled evilly, "Hehe, the condition is very simple. I want, you, to, break, your, own, legs! If the Disciplinary Courtyard asks, you can't drag me in! "
"Break my own legs?"
Wang Lang's eyes were absent-minded for a moment. He resolutely said, "Alright, I agree."
Bai Hua did not expect this short fatty to be so resolute and straightforward. She could not help but be curious. She smiled and said, "This is really strange. Could it be that these two bastards were planted by you? Hehe, to be a master to this extent, I'm really moved. "
"Why are you so good to your disciple?"
Wang Lang bitterly smiled in his heart. He turned his head and looked at the two stinky brats who had caused him such a big trouble.
He was a rough and straightforward man. He did not understand anything about love. But at this moment, his eyes were filled with tenderness.
He had brought the mute on the left back and raised him for more than ten years. He heard this fellow's strange noises all day long and was disturbed by this fellow's thunderous snoring every night. It made him want to cut off his ears and hide in the dining hall, never to return to the island.
He had only brought the one-armed guy on the right back back for a few days. It was only today that he heard this brat unwillingly call him master. This brat chased after him and beat him the moment he saw him. He even looked down on his abilities. He did not have a master in his heart.
"These two are not good disciples. Why should I be so good to them?"
Because, they are my disciples.
The mute's charmingly naive behavior made him like his current comfortable and peaceful life.
The one-armed man's arrogance made him see himself in the past when he was full of arrogance.
"As long as I'm here, I will protect them!"
Wang Lang's eyes lingered on the two stinky brats. Suddenly, he met a fervent gaze. He saw Zhao Yun's handsome eyes staring at him.
Although he did not hear Zhao Yun speak, Wang Lang could clearly feel Zhao Yun's shock. The stinky brat's eyes were clearly shocked, touched, anxious, dissuading, self-blaming, and angry.
At this moment, he felt an unprecedented satisfaction. At this moment, he and his stinky disciple's hearts were connected.
It was worth it!
Wang Lang's voice was filled with determination and pride. He said to the wildly laughing Bai Hua, "You don't understand. You won't understand!"
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