Fantasy: All my disciples are the protagonist template

Chen Ge immediately blushed, you know, you know nothing! Doesn’t this get darker the more you explain it? He simply didn't say anything.

Afterwards, Chen Ge followed Su Qingshui to have breakfast, and Monk Kong Kong also came.

They are all spiritual foods, foods that contain spiritual energy. Immortal cultivators sometimes need to eat some of these foods to nourish themselves.

In fact, once you reach the foundation building, you don’t need to eat.

There was soup cooked with spirit flowers and crane meat, and Chen Ge also ate it happily without being polite at all and not treating himself as an outsider.

"Master, I have sent people to find Song Qie. I believe there will be results soon."

Su Qingshui said.

Chen Ge nodded with satisfaction. As his apprentice, he was quite sensible. Of course, he doesn't seem to be considered a disciple. He has not personally accepted Su Qingshui as his disciple!

Su Qingshui should call him the sect leader.

Of course, now that Su Qingshui calls him Master, he accepts it calmly.

"Qingshui, who are these two people?"

A young man arrived with a bad look on his face.

Chen Ge glanced at the other person. He looked like a pretty boy, and there was hostility in his eyes!

"You are my guest, Wu Zhan, what are you doing here?"

Su Qingshui frowned.

"Should I come to see you? Qingshui, where did these two people come from? Why have I never seen them before? Don't let them fool you!"

Wu Zhan's eyes were alert.

Hearing this, Chen Ge immediately felt unhappy. They were liars, cheating and cheating!

"Where did this pretty boy come from? How dare you speak nonsense here."

Chen Ge didn't take the other party seriously. If the other party was rude, he wouldn't be rude either.

"What did you call me?"

Wu Zhan was furious.

"You pretty boy! Why don't you take a look in the mirror and see what you look like? Am I wrong to say this?"

Chen Ge responded tit for tat.

"That's right, where did this pretty boy come from? A mere third-level Jindan dared to pretend to be a master in front of us and show off his prestige. He really doesn't know how to live or die."

The empty monk didn't bother to speak.

Wu Zhan was so angry that he was shaking all over, but no one had ever spoken to him like this before.

"Wu Zhan, this is my master, please don't be rude."

Su Qingshui's voice was filled with anger.

"Who do I think I am? It turns out to be the leader of Xuantian Sect. That trash sect has no reputation at all. The leader is also trash."

Wu Zhan sneered.

When Chen Ge heard this, he felt bad. It was really unreasonable to dare to call him rubbish.

He immediately became a loudmouth and slapped Wu Zhan away.

"You bastard, who do you think you are? I'm going to kill you like a bug."

Chen Ge was furious. His dignified Nascent Soul Stage cultivator, had the other party's brain got wet? Dare to challenge him.

"You dare to hit me."

Wu Zhan couldn't believe it and jumped up from the ground, one side of his face was swollen.

"Brother, give him a good beating and throw him out. I heard dogs barking early in the morning."

Chen Ge curled his lips. This kind of thing just needs to be dealt with. If you don't give it a beating, you don't know how high the sky is.

"It's easy to talk about."

Although Monk Kong was injured, it was more than enough to deal with a third-level Golden Elixir.

Soon, Wu Zhan suffered a tragedy. He was beaten violently by Monk Kong with the Demon-Conquering Pestle. Wu Zhan had no power to resist, and he screamed repeatedly, and was beaten into a pig's head.

Then, Monk Kuang threw him out like a dead dog.

Su Qingshui was stunned.

Afterwards, he admired Chen Ge. His master was so manly.

"Master, I've long disliked him. This Wu Zhan always comes to harass me no matter what. If his uncle hadn't been at the tenth level of Nascent Soul, I wouldn't have wanted to talk to him."

Su Qingshui said this.

"What?"

When Chen Ge heard this, he felt bad in his heart. There is an uncle who works with this guy and is at the tenth level of Nascent Soul. No wonder he is so arrogant. Isn't this a slap in the face?

The tenth level of Nascent Soul! How can you beat him? The other party's revenge is no joke.

Miscalculated. Miscalculated.

Monk Kong was no longer calm, and suddenly became bitter.

"Hmph, a tenth level of Nascent Soul, what's so great about it."

Chen Ge snorted coldly. In front of Su Qingshui, he still had to remain enigmatic.

"I'm not telling you, this Wu Zhan is obviously uneasy and kind to you. He definitely wants to be your family's son-in-law, and then seize your family's property. You have to be on guard!"

Chen Ge began to preach to Su Qingshui.

"Isn't this kind of pretty boy a good thing? It's shameless to think that you can rely on women to get to the top."

"Master, I know."

Su Qingshui was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

Not long after, Su Qingshui left to deal with family affairs, leaving Chen Ge and Monk Kong Kong to have breakfast here.

"Brother, this is serious, let's run away! If the tenth level of Nascent Soul comes looking for trouble, how can we possibly fight against him!"

Monk Kong had a grimace on his face. The tenth level of Nascent Soul was also known as a half-step god, and he was not someone to be trifled with.

"You can't run away. It's dangerous to run out. Anyway, this is the territory of the old monster in the transformation stage. That tenth level Nascent Soul wouldn't even dare to come here to cause trouble."

Chen Ge rubbed his chin and decided that he could not run away and stay at Su's house to be safe.

"We have to leave sooner or later! What if they are squatting outside? Aren't we trapped here?"

The monk Kongxu frowned, thinking that he would not let him go even if he beat them into a pig's head.

Chen Ge also knew that if the other party did not come in, it did not mean that they would not squat outside, but he was not afraid. He would find a way to escape when the time came.

Now, he had to ask the Su family to help him find Song Qie. How could he leave!

Just two hours later, Wu Zhan came again. His head was wrapped in white cloth, like a zongzi.

This time, he did not come alone, but brought a thin old man with him.

"Who dares to hit my cousin?"

Before he arrived, the voice came, with a sense of pressure.

Good guy, he actually came to the door to cause trouble. This was completely beyond Chen Ge's expectations. Is this half-step into the spirit so bold? Even the real old monster in the spirit stage did not take it seriously.

Chen Ge had to show up, he knew he couldn't hide.

The two sides confronted each other in an inner hall.

"It was him, he slapped me in the face, this damn monk, he beat me into a pig's head."

Wu Zhan pointed, his voice full of resentment, first pointing at Chen Ge, then at Monk Kongxu.

Stay calm, stay calm, although Chen Ge was panicking, but he also knew that he had to stay calm at this moment, and he must not show any timidity.

"Uncle Wu, what do you want to do!"

Su Qingshui asked knowingly.

"Humph, little girl, you have your own way, you teamed up with outsiders to bully my cousin, right!"

Wu Tian snorted coldly, he was intimidating without anger, his thin body brought a huge pressure to people.