General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming novel Chapter 1377

Chapter 1377: Baili Chen’s Identity (2)

Editor: Atlas Studios

Wei Ting was sent flying out of the bedroom and hit the stone table in the courtyard, splitting it in half. Dust and stone fragments scattered in all directions, dyeing Wei Ting’s black head with a layer of dust.

Steward Chang was so nervous that he held his breath.

Ling Yun frowned even more.

Jiang Guanchao looked coldly at Wei Ting, who was pressed under the fragments. He retracted his gaze and looked at Ling Yun behind the corridor pillar. “Do you want me to do it, or do you want to do it yourself?”

“Uncle Jiang…”

Wei Ting’s weak voice suddenly sounded from the courtyard. “Didn’t we agree on… three palm strikes? You have to… keep your word…”

Wei Ting faced the twilight and sunset, bathing in the warm orange light. His feet were like the battlefield of golden spears and iron horses. He was the guardian general of the border.

His scarlet eyes looked at Jiang Guanchao and he smiled sloppily. “Uncle Jiang… are you too seriously injured… Is this… your strength? No wonder… you lost to… my father…”

Jiang Guanchao’s chest heaved with anger. “How dare you!”

Steward Chang was shocked. “It’s over, it’s over, it’s over…”

The aftershock of Jiang Guanchao’s third palm cracked a few pillars in the sleeping hall.

Wei Ting crashed into the wall in the courtyard, knocked down the trees on the path, and almost sent three patrolling disciples flying.

Steward Chang could not bear to watch.

Too tragic… It was really too tragic!

“Master! Do you want to capture the assassin?”

A disciple who had lingering fears asked.

Jiang Guanchao said coldly, “Collect his corpse and throw him down the mountain to feed the dogs.”

“Yes!”

The three disciples agreed in unison and turned around to collect Wei Ting’s corpse.

Unexpectedly, just as they reached out, Wei Ting suddenly coughed.

The three of them were shocked!

Damn!

It was a zombie!

Jiang Guanchao also frowned suspiciously.

He was actually… not dead?

Wei Ting endured the pain all over his body and stood up. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled as he walked towards the sleeping hall.

Steward Chang was dumbfounded. “You… can still… walk?”

Not only could Wei Ting walk, but he also walked quite quickly.

When he brushed past Ling Yun, Ling Yun grabbed his wrist and said in shock, “Your aura…”

Wei Ting smiled. “Brother, don’t worry. I’m fine.”

It wasn’t that he survived, but… he was now fine.

Ling Yun released his wrist.

Jiang Guanchao could tell that something was wrong.

He narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Wei Ting cupped his hands and bowed. “My master taught me some cultivation skills, but I’ve never been able to restrain them. Thank you, Uncle Jiang, for giving me three palms!”

Jiang Guanchao’s expression was extremely ugly. “You used me to dissolve your cultivation for you?!”

Wei Ting opened his mouth and said obsequiously, “Uh… it’s guidance. Teach me! My master said that only one person in the world can help me absorb his cultivation power. Even my father can’t! Uncle Jiang is mighty! Uncle Jiang is the number one in the world!”

“Wei Ting!”

Duanmu Qi had become Wei Xu, and Duanmu Yun had become Wei Ting. Now, a disciple of Jiang Guanchao had appeared out of thin air? _{freewebnoveℓ.com}