My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

Even he was powerless, not to mention the other ministers serving as guests.

A guest hesitated for a moment, then cupped his hand to Cao Fangyi and said, "If it doesn't work, let him eat whatever he wants and play whatever he wants. This is how you will be safe and carefree for the rest of your life." , actually quite good.”

Obviously, this person gave up completely and gave up treatment.

"Little brother, let's play hide-and-seek, hide-and-seek." As soon as he finished speaking, He Xinda wiped his nose with his sleeve, rushed up and grabbed Cao Fangyi's arm, shaking it. While he said happily, his eyes were very bright.

Cao Fangyi and others looked at He Xinda and then at the visiting guest who was speaking. The veins on his forehead were protruding: This is a strong man in the realm of becoming a saint. Is this really good?

"Uh... I didn't say anything. I'll take my leave first. Your Majesty, please hire someone else." The guest noticed something was wrong in the atmosphere and quickly stepped out of the way.

The other guests bowed their hands and hurriedly retreated.

"Little brother, let's play hide and seek. I'll count first, one, two, three, four..." When they closed the door, they heard He Xinda's childlike laughter.

"Xinda, sit down!" Immediately afterwards, Cao Fangyi shouted angrily.

"Ugh...little brother, you are cruel to me, I want to tell my father, tell my mother, ugh..." Then, He Xinda cried loudly, sniffing his nose.

As a result, several of the guest guests felt a chill and ran faster.

"Master Supervisor, how are the injuries of the other disciples?" Cao Fangyi sealed He Xinda's meridians and asked him to calm down. After taking several deep breaths, he forced himself to calm down and asked Kou Chuchen.

"My life is fine, but my cultivation will definitely not be saved." Kou Chuchen shook his head and sighed.

In just one month, all his energy and energy were drained away, and his whole person seemed to have aged hundreds of years.

Those who are qualified to be sent by them to participate in Dao Chi training, even if their talents are not as good as Zheng Tengyuan, are all the best choices. Now after an experience, not only Zheng Tengyuan died tragically on the spot, but the other disciples were also dead and crippled. The entire elite of the younger generation of Zhengyang Taoist House was completely wiped out.

Although a few of them are still there, Zhengyang Taoist House still seems to be in great glory, but after they die, who else will be able to support the huge foundation of Zhengyang Taoist House?

Thinking of this, Kou Chuchen felt like his heart was filled with despair.

After hearing his words, Cao Fangyi felt his eyes go dark, his body swayed, and he almost fainted.

"Master Fujun, Master Fujun!" Kou Chuchen and Pang Lingqing hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

"It's okay, I'm okay, I can still hold on." Cao Fangyi managed to stabilize his body, waved his hands and said to the two of them. Then, without waiting for them to speak, he asked Pang Lingqing anxiously, "Lingqing, is there any news about Huntian?"

"We have searched the entire Hanging Mountain, but we haven't found any clues. I'm afraid, I'm afraid we will never be able to find it again." Pang Lingqing smiled bitterly and said.

"Can't you find it?" Cao Fangyi looked at Pang Lingqing in disbelief.

Although Huntian's soul has not been completely refined, after so many years of hard work, several people still left the mark of the soul on it. How could they not find it back?

"Master Fujun has been too tired these days. I'm afraid you haven't noticed yet that the soul imprint we left on Huntian has disappeared." Pang Lingqing explained with a bitter look.