Chapter 5809: 5809 Why should I listen to you?

  Chapter 5809 5809 Why should I listen to you?

   "But the method was clearly thought of by my step-father, you can't help but be reasonable?" Chen Siyuan said dissatisfied.

   "Can you open the Devil Heart Valley without me? Why do you want me to do my best?" Zhuang Mengdie said angrily.

   "I don't care. Anyway, my step-father came up with the method. This time the quota belongs to my step-father. If you agree or agree, you have to agree to disagree." Chen Siyuan said sternly.

   "Fart, why should I listen to you? Or just let them fight, whoever wins." Zhuang Mengdie was furious and rolled up his sleeves again.

   "What do you want to fight? You want to fight so much, or should I fight with you?" Chen Siyuan turned black and lifted up his robe.

  Chen Jizu and Zhuang Yiming are roughly equal in strength, but after all, they are still a bit short. Or they can solve it by themselves. Why do they need the two old guys to quarrel and fight all day long.

  The surname Zhuang said so, isn’t it clear to bully people?

  It was late at night, and there was a muffled noise in a quiet courtyard of Qingyuan Taoist Mansion.

Probably because Chen Jizu and Zhuang Yiming were too self-confident, the two Fuzheng adults couldn’t help but were deeply infected, but they didn’t even think about it. At this moment, they are busy arguing. Isn’t it too early? It's too anxious.

  In the early morning, Lin Yuantang left the practice quiet room and walked to the chamber while rubbing his eyebrows.

  During this period of time, for the quota of Qingyuan Daochi experience, not only the two mansions fought each other fiercely, but he, the mansion lord, was also tossed.

  Zhuang and Chen couldn't help but quarrel, so they asked him to make a decision. He can make a fart decision. The two old guys are both Fuzhengs. Although their status is lower than that of his Fujun, they were the Fuzhengs when the former Fujun was alive, and they were even older than him. No matter which side he prefers, in the end it must be Zhu Bajie looking in the mirror and not a person.

  If Zhuang Yiming and Chen Jizu differ in their aptitudes and strengths, it is not impossible for him to make a decision. He is not afraid of making irresponsible remarks or dissatisfaction.

  But these two people are not only equal in aptitude, but one has obtained the ancestral holy pattern, and the other asks the strong to help cut the veins and cleansing the marrow. Even the strength is almost the same. He can't find any reason to favor either side.

  In desperation, he had no choice but to hide in the practice quiet room every day. But as the king of a house, he couldn't hide forever. Every few days, he still had to go out and deal with political affairs, and at the same time he had to deal with the constant chatter of the two old guys.

  When he thinks of the scene of Zhuang Chen's two people flying wildly, he feels that his scalp is bursting, and even the sacred spirit of Qingyuan for many years is showing signs of rampage.

  "Subordinates, see Lord Fujun." Just as Lin Yuantang sat down, one of the servants bowed and saluted.

   "There is nothing wrong with each domain under the mansion these few days, right?" Lin Yuantang took a sip of Daoling tea and asked.

   "No." The waiter replied.

   "Where are the two Fuzheng adults, why didn't they see anyone?" Lin Yuantang asked with some confusion.

  A few days ago, as long as he went to this meeting hall, both Zhuang and Chen could not wait to find the door. No matter whether he was in business or not, first dragged his robe and sprayed him with a star on his face. Today, I didn't see those two old guys. The situation is a bit wrong.

  Could it be that this is the calm before the storm in the legend?

   "Master Fuzheng is not here." The servant replied.

   "Not here, could it be that someone broke his head yesterday?" Lin Yuantang asked in surprise.

  (End of this chapter)