My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

"Junior Sister, have you completely used up the Holy Spirit Stone again?" Chang Wanfa no longer had the energy to maintain his old and prudent image in front of the swing sword, half paralyzed on the chair, and asked weakly.

"Who said, I didn't use up all this time." Lonen pouted and said unwillingly.

"Really?" Chang Wanfa and Qiuqianjian leaned forward slightly, regaining some energy.

"Of course it's true. Look, I still have one left." Luo Enen took out a low-grade Holy Spirit Stone and said happily.

"Pfft..." The two elders fell on their backs and started to spurt blood.

"Brother, what's the matter with you, you can't die, I still have something to ask you?" Luo Enen seemed to expect this kind of thing to happen, and took out two holy pills and stuffed them in in their mouths.

"Don't ask us for money anymore, you can ask for anything else." Chang Qiu and Chang Qiu finally calmed down and said with a sad face.

In order to borrow the Holy Spirit Stone, they even risked their old faces. What should they risk next time? You can't really stab yourself to death with a sword, let's sell it by the catty, and besides, you can't sell it for much money.

If you don't mention money, what should I mention to you? Could it be that it hurts feelings to mention fellowship? Luo Enen secretly slandered in his heart, but he put on a look of worry on his face: "But I only have this Holy Spirit Stone left, you can't let me go to a school like this. Anyway, our Nanli Sect used to be a holy stone. Zong Zhi, even if he is not as beautiful as before, he even has one more quota than others. Isn't it embarrassing to be so poor?

It doesn't matter if I lose my own face, but if you want to lose your face, even Nan Lizong's face will be completely lost. Master, an old man with discerning eyes and discerning pearls, did not want me to lose face by accepting me as his disciple. At that time, I will lose the face of the sect, how can I be worthy of Master's kindness, even if I am under the Nine Springs in the future, how can I be worthy of the ancestors of Nanli Sect..."

Hearing Luo Enen's nagging, Chang Wanfa and Qiuqianjian were about to vomit blood again. You don't want to be ashamed of Nanlizong at every turn. You still have a discerning eye, and you don't know why the elder Taishang lost his eyes in the first place and took such a prodigal son back.

"Didn't you say last time that you will leave immediately when you are ready?" Qiu Qianjian couldn't help asking.

"Yeah, you also know that you have to be ready before you leave. Am I not ready yet?" Lonen said bluntly.

"Puchi!" Swing Sword turned his back to the sky, and began to vomit blood again. I have seen shameless ones, but I have never seen such shameless ones. God, you come to Dao Lei and kill me. I really don’t want to live.

"If you want money, you can talk about anything else." Chang Wanfa's psychological endurance is much stronger than that of the swing sword. Before the pill power is exhausted, he tries his best to suppress the churning blood in his chest, and looks at Luo in a frenzy. Enen said.

"Oh, I can't go to that school, forget it, I'd better go back and practice in seclusion, so as not to embarrass Nanli Zong in public." Luo Enen didn't rush them, turned and walked out.

"You!" Chang Wanfa and Qiuqianjian stood up at the same time, glaring at Luo Enen.

We gave you so many Holy Spirit Stones, for you, we don't even want the face of the elders, and you can't go without saying it! The two were so angry that their whole bodies trembled and their blood rushed to their brains, and they really wanted to slap her to death.

"Senior brothers, is there anything else?" Luo Enen turned his head and asked blankly, without any fear on his face.