Looking at Wu Jun who came alone to the appointment and spoke wildly, everyone present had a dark face.

At this time, Qin Yue'er and Song Caiyi walked out from behind him on the left and right.

Sima Zong seemed to have not heard it, smiled slightly, reached out and said politely: "Doctor Wu is here, please take your seat."

Wu Jun glanced at the room and led the two girls to their free seats.

Song Cai secretly glanced at Wu Jun, picked up the wine glass and took a sip. Suddenly, a spicy breath rushed into his eyes. Just as he was about to eat, he found that there was only a chicken leg left on the table, and reached out to grab it with Qin Yue'er.

Looking at the two girls beside him rolling up their sleeves and competing for chicken legs, Wu Jun said with a melancholy look: "We are here to do serious things, I'm asking if you two can be more serious..."

Sima Zong knew Qin Yue'er, but he was unfamiliar with Song Cai who suddenly appeared. His eyes swept across her face and said, "This girl is..."

Song Cai tore off a piece of chicken and stuffed it into her mouth, raised her face and said, "I am the newly accepted disciple of Doctor Wu."

Sima Zong said oh and continued to ask with some intriguing thought: "Then what do you want to learn with Dr. Wu?"

Song Cai thought about it for a while and said hesitantly: "Maybe he is learning to slaughter people?"

Wu Jun sprayed out a mouthful of tea, stared at her and scolded: "We run a clinic, not a black shop!"

Sima Zong laughed slightly: "Ha, is it the little girl who speaks quickly? Doctor Wu seems to be not satisfied with the apology I gave in the morning?"

Seeing that he turned to the topic, Wu Jun looked solemn and said, "It's not just that I'm not satisfied. Your gift made me unable to eat until now."

Sima Zong still had a smile on his face and said, "Oh, what do Dr. Wu want?"

Wu Jun turned his face and looked at it: "I don't want to do anything. Since you make me unable to eat, I have to pay it back ten times."

Sima Zong smiled: "This is easy to deal with. Doctor Wu, you don't know. You have been fasting for many years and you have no need to eat."

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Wu Jun's eyes twitched slightly at him: "I can't tell that you are quite humorous. Are you all the demons like this?"

The smile on Sima Zong's face suddenly disappeared, and his eyes looked at Wu Jun like lightning: "I think I have tolerated you again and again in the face of Xia Kui, but you are a junior. If you forgive you lightly today, where is the face of my Sima family?"

"Come on, take this junior!"

The Confucian scholar on the opposite side could no longer bear it. When he heard the head of the family order, his strong literary spirit immediately surged out and shouted loudly at Wu Jun: "Speech!"

As the words came to the ground, the expected gun Lin Jianyu did not arrive. Everyone present couldn't help but look at the Confucian scholar in surprise.

Looking at the dull face of the Confucian scholar, Song Cai looked hesitant and replied tentatively: "Tenior?"

Qin Yue'er spit out the last grape skin and said decisively: "Show your teeth and claws!" After saying that, she looked at Wu Jun with a proud look on her face.

Wu Jun couldn't help but frowned: "Claw... I lost, let's do it again."

The Confucian scholar came to his senses, blushed, and pulled out the iron ruler hanging around his waist: "Zheng, how dare you bully me! Today, let you see my secret method and teach you how to be a human being!"

As he finished speaking, the Confucian scholar waved the iron ruler up and down, left and right, and cut the space in front of him into countless square grids, cutting towards Wu Jun.

Looking at the grid that suddenly appeared, Qin Yue'er felt a dangerous aura, and her right hand was already pressed on the hilt of the sword.

Just as she was about to draw her sword, a white light with a righteous and upright aura came from the sky, instantly melting the squares of the room.

The white light dissipated, and in the astonished eyes of everyone, Sima Yuan appeared in the field with a spring and autumn pen in his hand, looking at Sima Zong sitting upright on the high platform expressionlessly.

Sima Zong narrowed his eyes and saw that Sima Yuan's injuries had healed. He said coldly: "I haven't seen you for a few days, and my cousin's style is even better than before."

Sima Yuan looked at him and shook his head: "Sima Zong, the demonic energy in your body is about to be combined with you. At that time, you may not be able to keep a single part of your nature. You have gained powerful power but lost yourself. What's the use of this?"

Sima Zong spread his arms, and a powerful airflow instantly swept across the room, rolling away the tables and chairs in front of him and everyone present, and slowly stood up in a mess.

"Cousin, you seem to have made one mistake. I am controlling it, not controlling me! The power of the demon has been used by me!"

Sima Zong had long hair fluttering, his eyes were red, and he stood on the platform, spreading his magnificent momentum, like a god and a demon.

Facing his opponent who was like a god and a demon in front of him, Sima Yuan had no intention of retreating at all. He held the Chunqiu pen and his eyes slightly closed, mobilizing the aura that he had just understood from Wu Jun's handwriting today.

"It is the qi, which is the greatest and strong, and is directly nourished without harm, and it will be blocked between heaven and earth. It is the qi, which is the qi, which matches the meaning and Tao..."

Chunqiu Pen seemed to feel the aura of sacrificing his life for justice. Under the resonance of the two noble auras, the pen trembled slightly, and a rich white light lit up.

As Sima Yuan's iron pen stabbed out, the white light penetrated the rich demonic energy and shot straight towards Sima Zong's chest!

Sima Zong opened his mouth and spitted out a blood arrow, colliding with Haoran's righteous energy, making a sizzling sound, canceling each other out.

Immediately afterwards, several dark red blood whips emerged from Sima Zong and pulled towards Sima Yuan like a spiritual snake!

Facing the blood whip that was dancing irregularly, Sima Yuan waved the Chunqiu pen in his hand and hit the blood whip, as if he was hitting the soft cotton. He could not cut it off at all. He had to use Haoranqi to protect his whole body, push left and right, and find the opportunity to fight back.

At this moment, Sima Zong suddenly opened his mouth and roared.

A bloody face flew out of his mouth and crashed towards Sima Yuan!

The bloody face instantly knocked Sima Yuan out, and his body hit the wall heavily, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out.

After seriously injuring Sima Yuan, the bloody face did not disappear. Instead, it absorbed blood and grew stronger. It circled over the beams for several times, and roared towards Sima Yuan again.

Seeing that the bloody face was about to swallow Sima Yuan's head in one bite, suddenly, a fierce wind whistled, and a water scoop rushed out of the way, pulling the bloody face out of the face!

After a muffled sound, the bloody face was sucked into a pool of blood by the scoop of water, and it fell on the floor in front of Sima Yuan.

After his bloody face was broken, Sima Zong seemed to have suffered severe damage, his face turned pale, and his expression looked at Wu Jun who was holding the puff in his right hand with an ugly expression: "The Shui Lai of the Resurrection, it seems that you are really prepared!"

Wu Jun placed the water puff on his chest and acted as a defensive posture.

Song Cai jumped out from the back of a table, and said with a fox and tiger power: "You still need to say that this is my newly acquired master, the number one killer in the world, how can it be so uncomfortable!"

Wu Jun gritted his teeth and glared at her: "You want to say that you are worthy of fame!"
Chapter completed!