Without any hesitation, Chen Dong immediately picked up the King Wu Sword and walked towards Yuankong.

"Master, it would be easier for him to just chop off one arm, why not kill him? It would be a disaster to keep this thing."

Upon hearing this, Yuankong undoubtedly trembled even more, and said quickly: "Chen Dong, hello, aren't you and Xiong Yaowen good friends? Xiong Yaowen is my apprentice..."

"Hey, I let you off last time for the sake of Mr. Xiong. This time you come to trouble me again. Even if I kill you, Mr. Xiong can't say anything!"

Chen Dong raised his sword and stabbed Yuankong in the throat with a "gust of wind" move.

"No need..." The sloppy Taoist said calmly: "With Master here, he won't dare to trouble you anymore, but he can be used by you. Master is often not around you, so it's good to have someone to help you."

"Yes, yes..." Yuankong said repeatedly: "Chen Dong, you will be my master from now on. If you let me go east, I will never go west. If you let me chase a dog, I will never chase a chicken! Master, please accept my respect!"

"

Yuankong knew that this was a moment of life and death for him, so he did not dare to be careless at all, and kowtowed to Chen Dong repeatedly.

Chen Dong was still a little hesitant.

Yuankong is at the "Master" level and is definitely considered a master in the arena. It would be great to have such a helper.

It's just that this person is too dishonest.

Master can say anything while he is alive, just in case...

Bah, bah, bah, no chance, the master will never die!

It's okay for Master to jump from such a high cliff, it's almost like he is immortal.

Now that I think about it, the two senior brothers have really clever plans, but I have been worrying blindly for more than a month.

Thinking of this, Chen Dong was open-minded and felt that this was nothing.

"Okay, Yuankong, I will spare you one more time. If there is a next time, I will definitely kill you!"

"Yes, yes, thank you, Master..."

Yuankong kowtows repeatedly.

"Go away!"

Chen Dong just wanted to get rid of Yuan Kong as soon as possible and go to meet the master.

"Master, if you need anything, call me again!"

Yuankong felt relieved and ran away, rolling and crawling on the ground.

"Master!"

Chen Dong put away the Wu Wang Sword, picked up the broken straw sandal, and ran towards the woods impatiently.

The green belts on the side of the road are generally not large, so Chen Dong soon saw the sloppy Taoist.

As expected by Chen Dong, the sloppy Taoist was indeed very weak. He was lying on a small curved slope, his face as pale as a piece of paper.

"Master, how are you?"

Chen Dong immediately rushed forward and asked nervously.

"It's okay..." The sloppy Taoist smiled slightly: "It'll be fine if I take care of it for a while!"

"Master..." Chen Dong trembled and held the sloppy Taoist's hand, "I thought you were dead. It really scared me. I looked for you everywhere..."

"I know……"

The sloppy Taoist still smiled and stroked Chen Dong's head as if touching his own child.

"So when I feel better, I'll come to you as soon as possible!"

"Master, this is not the place to talk. I'll take you to a more comfortable room!"

"No, it's fine for me to just lie down like this. The reason I came here this time is to teach you the internal skills and mental methods. I'll teach you the inner skills quickly. You should remember them carefully. I have to go back and take care of your junior brother..."

"Junior brother is still alive? How is he?"
Chapter completed!