Chapter 1340: Why is the gap so big

There was no movement inside, just sobbing sounds from time to time.
When the poison king heard it, his heart was anxious: "What's wrong, Wuer, are you crying again?"
"I'm not crying, I'm crying with joy!"
After twitching his nose twice, Wu'er said with excitement, "He used to refuse to look at me straight, but now he finally came for me.
Not for others, but for me, I am really happy..." "Yes! "
The muddy old eyes are a bit hazy, and the poison king's eyes are full of pets, and he nodded with a smile: "Congratulations, apprentice, the master has finally put you at heart.
Unfortunately, he didn't even know that it was you who came. "
"Master, you must not tell him, otherwise I am really afraid that his brain will get hot and he will do something irrational."
"Don't worry, Master knows."
Nodding slightly, the Poison King couldn't help but sighed: "Wu'er, to be honest, I haven't owed anyone in my life as a teacher. You are the most sorry.
You have been refining poison for your teacher since you were young, but the poison entered the five channels and stopped growing.
My teacher used countless treasures of heaven and earth to detoxify you, thinking that you could return to normal, but I didn't expect to harm you. "
Without speaking, Wu'er just listened quietly.
The Poison King clenched his fists tightly, his eyes flushed red.
"After you came to the spirit world, you fell into the hands of the Flame Palace.
It is because of your physique that has been soaked in countless rare medicines since you were young, that the palace lord named Chai was selected as the medicine man dedicated to the ancestors of Hehuan.
Otherwise, you could have done what you wanted now and follow the leader.
So fast, Master, why do you soak so many medicinal materials in a muddle? "
Happiness! As he said, the Poison King slapped himself severely, covered his head, and couldn't stop crying: "Wu'er, your teacher was ruined for the rest of your life, oooooo.
"Master, don't say that. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would have died long ago. You are my savior.
Besides, I can have such a relationship with the leader, so that the leader can remember me in his heart, and I am already satisfied. It is worthwhile to live this life. You must not blame yourself.
Otherwise, how can the disciple feel at ease in the future?
Oh..." "Wuer! "
With a mournful cry, the Poison King couldn't help but crouch on the door, and Wu'er couldn't help choking.
That night, the hearts of the master and apprentice were full of sadness, but they didn't know at all. After they honestly explained the matter to Yang Feng, they would be able to solve it.
To put it bluntly, I still don't believe in Yang Feng's absolutely invincible protagonist's halo and metamorphosis... One night passed, and the next morning, Yang Feng and Bailang got up early, and after a sumptuous and luxurious breakfast, they walked down the mountainside.
Because they have already discovered that the place where they live is VIP treatment, a single-family villa.
In general, the guests who come to celebrate birthdays are concentrated in the dormitory on the mountainside.
Therefore, Yang Feng felt that this was too far away from the masses, so he decided to go to condolences, and the main thing was to investigate the situation in Yanhuo Palace.
In this way, the two came to the mountainside in a big way, but they saw a row of courtyards lined up, with countless heads of people rushing in it.
This reminded him of the crowded eight-person dormitory when he was in college, and the toilets had to be robbed.
Alas, this is the reason why people have to work hard to climb up and strive to be masters.
The difference, regardless of food, clothing, housing and transportation, even being courteous is a luxury, tut.
With a long sigh, Yang Feng stared at the long dragon in front of the latrine, sighing in his heart.
Bai Lang looked around at the crowded scene, and asked Yang Feng: "Big Brother, how can so many people find?
Do you know people from Yanhuo Palace? "
"I didn't know them too well, so I met a few people, and now I have all forgotten.
I'm not too willing to take the time to remember the faces of me. "
"Then how do we find it?"
"Is a mouth under the nose just for eating?
Ask! "
Rolling his eyes, Yang Feng took a look, and happened to see an acquaintance.
The master of Moyun Cave, the jellyfish Yin Ji.
It's just that at this moment, the head of the second-rate Demon Sect has lost the demeanor of a generation of strong women.
At this moment, he was queuing with a group of other suzerain leaders to go to the toilet.
Cough cough cough! After a dry cough, Yang Feng grinned and walked over, waving his hand: "Mother, morning!"
"Mansion Yang... well, Master Yang!"
The jellyfish Yin Ji was taken aback, seeing Yang Feng coming, and just about to call him Palace Master Yang, she hurriedly changed her words.
After all, the word Palace Lord belongs to the name of the righteous family. If it is called out here, it will definitely cause a group of Demon Sect masters anxiously waiting to go to the toilet to explode.
Yang Feng also understood what she meant, and couldn't help laughing wickedly, nodded and said, "How is it, auntie slept well yesterday?"
"Hi, don't mention it.
Just a yard with four entrances, I squeezed in more than 100 people, and the sound of people farting around could be heard, which made me sleepless overnight.
It is said that the Hehuan Sect is a super-class family of the Demon Sect, why is the hospitality environment so bad? "
"That's because they didn't treat you as guests at all. They just sent some casual begging. How could they explain it thoroughly?"
With a grin, Yang Feng curled his lips noncommittal.
Jellyfish Yin Ji condensed her eyebrows for a while, nodded lightly, that's right.
In the eyes of super-first-class families, these first-class and second-rate sects do not look at them at all, how can they be warm and entertaining?
Then, the jellyfish Yin Ji saw Yang Feng's refreshing look and asked: "By the way, Master Yang, did you have a good day yesterday?"
"Oh, no way."
With a long sigh and shaking his head, Yang Feng said in a sad voice: "A thousand-square-foot house, an independent courtyard, where we two live, it’s a bit empty and cold, and it’s really uncomfortable; the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, the abalone and wing belly, are too greasy, not very suitable for me. Appetite, I like green tofu; three thousand maids, eighty thousand guards, to patrol back and forth, and a hundred beautiful women to serve in the bath, too erosive.
I pay more attention to privacy. This is an insult to my personality and disrespect me too much.
The service attitude of this Hehuanzong hotel is really bad. I have to give him one star and complain to him, alas. "
what?
She shook her body. When the jellyfish Yin Ji heard his treatment yesterday, she jumped up in shock: "Why?
We are queuing up here to grab the latrines. You two live in a large room with a thousand square meters, and there are so many people serving?
Why is this gap so big? "
"In fact, we don't like such a large space at all. We like to lively and have fun with the people.
You don't know, the top is so deserted. "
roll! Yang Feng laughed and shook his head, sighing, the jellyfish Yin Ji looked at him so handsomely, glared at him, and cursed.
Then, the jellyfish Yin Ji turned her eyes left and right, and asked: "Eh, what is your relationship with this Hehuan Sect? Why are you treated so kindly?"