Chapter 2292

Chapter 2297

He didn't intend to say these words, but seeing Huang Li's disheartened eyes, he couldn't help but blurted out!

Huang Li pursed his lips and smiled: "Uncle Qiao, I understand what you mean, don't worry, I won't mind." There must be some disappointment, but it will not be disheartened from now on.

Master Qiao nodded at him, helped Zhu Lin step down the martial arts stage, and said to several senior brothers: "I will send him back first!"

Master Zhu still seemed to have a grudge against the disciple's failure just now, and said in a deep voice: "Junior Brother Qiao, I'm afraid it's not good for you to protect our weaknesses like this, at least you have to explain to us why Zhu Lin became so drunk Look, what kind of wine is that wine?" He wondered in his heart whether Zhu Lin drank something that could increase his skill rapidly, which led to Huang Li's failure.

Master Qiao glanced at Senior Brother Yuan, and said, "Go to Sanqing Peak first, and I'll be there later!"

Master Zhu wanted to say more, but was stopped by Master Yuan: "Brother Zhu, don't say any more, let's go to Sanqing Peak first."

Master Zhu looked sideways at Master Yuan, and said in disbelief, "You know about this?"

Master Yuan nodded: "I know, this matter has nothing to do with Junior Brother Qiao." He glanced around at the disciples who had not yet dispersed, and then lowered his voice: "I don't want to talk about it here, go to Sanqing Peak first."

Master Zhu frowned, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in Junior Brother Yuan's gourd, so he said: "Okay, let's go to Sanqing Peak."

The brothers left the stand directly and headed towards Sanqing Peak.

After Master Qiao handed Zhu Lin over to Xu Zhao to take care of him, he also hurried to Sanqing Peak.

At this time, a group of senior brothers had already entered the dormitory in the back hall of Sanqing Hall, and they were all surprised to see the drunken state of the sect head senior brother.

"What's going on here?" Master Zhu asked Master Yuan.

Master Yuan said: "I don't know exactly what happened, I only know that the head of the wine was brewed by himself, and the head gave it to Zhu Lin to drink. As a result, both of them got drunk. You still can't wake up."

That is to say, Zhu Lin won two top Kunlun masters in a two-day streak, all in a state of drunkenness, and did not display his true strength at all.

If he hadn't been drunk, would Huang Li be able to catch his move today?

When Master Qiao arrived, they had already exited the dormitory, the five of them were all sitting in the chairs in the hall, their brows were tightly furrowed, and they didn't say a word.

Master Qiao glanced at them, didn't say anything, went straight to the bedroom, poured a bowl of water for the brother in charge, and then returned to the hall.

He did not sit down, but stood in front of the crowd, and raised his voice: "Since the drunkenness has become a fact, there is no need to say anything more. Why does the head brother drink alcohol? I don't think it is because the wine tastes good."

Master Zhu raised his eyes, looked at Master Qiao and said, "What do you want to say?"

Master Qiao said again: "The head of the sect has lived in Sanqing Peak for more than a hundred years, what is on his mind, we are all as clear as a mirror, he wants to go out and have a look, but he can't let go of Kunlun, and he doesn't want to give up. Master's last wish at the time of his death, so he has been depressed, and he seems to be happy and happy on weekdays, but that is all pretending to show us, everyone must know it in his heart."

Everyone was silent, and Master Qiao said again: "Brother Sect Master is different from us, he has never been out of Kunlun, and his imagination of the outside world depends entirely on other people's dictation. This is like a child who has never eaten Candy, but people often tell him how sweet and fragrant that candy is.”