My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

"No, I didn't say anything. You heard me wrong." Gu Fenghua denied what he said.

Originally, she wanted to help Luo Enen find a demon pet, but after knowing her purpose, she didn't bother to put in the effort. Why did you ask her to study whether to eat it stewed, grilled, steamed or cold?

As soon as he showed his body, Gu Fenghua took the lead and flew towards Chengyun Valley.

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"Young Sect Master, how are you, Young Sect Master! Wake up, Young Sect Master, don't scare me." Gu Fenghua and others left for a long time before the horse-faced young man gradually woke up from the nightmare. He thought of something and was startled. , climbed up from the ground, helped the young man next to him and shouted in horror.

This time they were traveling with Duanmu Qingming, and their biggest task was to protect him. If he had a problem, how should they explain it to the sect?

Seeing the face with a bruised nose and a swollen pig's head in front of him, the horse-faced young man was so frightened that he almost lost his soul and tears rolled out again.

"Third Senior Brother, it's me." Under his affectionate call, the young disciple opened his eyes and said feebly.

"Young Sect Master, how are you? Young Sect Master, wake up, Young Sect Master, don't scare me." Seeing that he had recognized the wrong person, the horse-faced young man quickly helped up another young man next to him.

"Third Senior Brother, it's me, not the Young Sect Master." The disciple woke up, shook his head and said.

"Young Sect Master..." The horse-faced young man immediately helped another young man up.

However, after waking up several people one after another, it was not Duanmu Qingming.

"Young Sect Leader, where have you been? Where have you been?" The horse-faced young man wailed loudly.

"Brother, cough, cough, you..." A junior brother wanted to say something, but he coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood foam, and finally pointed at his feet.

The horse-faced young man looked down and realized that there was someone stepping on him. Is it such a coincidence that no one stepped on it, but the young sect leader happened to be stepped on?

Logically speaking, Duanmu Qingming's cultivation level was much higher than theirs, so he shouldn't have been injured more seriously than them. However, he had been pampered since he was a child and had never suffered much at all. His ability to withstand beatings may not be any better than theirs, and he had no experience of being beaten. There was no guarantee that the injury would be more serious.

Thinking of this, the horse-faced young man turned pale with fright and quickly jumped aside.

"Ouch..." Because he was too panicked, he used too much force when jumping away. The man let out another scream like a slaughtered pig and opened his eyes suddenly.

"Young Sect Master!" Hearing that the voice was Duanmu Qingming, the horse-faced young man rushed forward, took out a handful of holy pills and stuffed it into his mouth.

Several other Sword Cauldron Sect disciples also climbed up with difficulty, holding on to Duanmu Qingming with all their hands and feet. While vomiting blood, they injected holy energy into his body without reservation to help him refine his elixir power.

"Are they all gone?" Under the emergency treatment of several people, Duanmu Qingming finally regained his breath and said in shock.

"Let's go, we should go far away." The horse-faced young man replied.

"That's good, that's good. Where is my demon pet?" Duanmu Qingming felt relieved and asked again.

Everyone's eyes were looking in the same direction. The corpse of a monster beast lay there, almost torn into pieces and beaten into pulp.

"My demon pet, my demon pet..." Duanmu Qingming beat her chest and stamped her feet, crying loudly.

This was a strange beast that could awaken Bai Ze's bloodline. If it weren't for chance, even the envoy could not be found, and it would die in front of him like this, and it still died in such a miserable way. How should he explain it to his master?