The Kunlun Sect headquarters, in the hall, Master Thunder was sitting on the chair in the center of the hall with a frown. He looked at the disciples of the two sects on both sides and said with a gloomy face: "Tell me, who can you have a way to cure your fourth master's wife?"

The disciples of the two sects were silent, and none of them dared to speak. They were afraid that the master would vent his anger on them, so everyone lowered their heads as much as possible to prevent the master from suddenly calling his name.

Master Thunder sighed and said, "On weekdays, you always brag about how many masters you know. Now, there is no reliable person. Alas, I have no successor to Kunlun..."

At this moment, a painful moan came from a small door next to the hall. The scream was like a wild beast, and it sounded extremely scary.

The disciples shivered involuntarily and lowered their heads. They knew that it was their fourth master's wife moaning. Since she accompanied her master to Huashan and came back, she was as if she was possessed by a demon, muttering something, and her body was trembling for no reason, tortured a beautiful woman who was as beautiful as a pig.

Master Thunder has a very high status in Xuanmen. With the depth of his knowledge, it is naturally no problem to find a few medical masters. However, no matter how skilled the doctor he is, he cannot find out what disease the Fourth Master’s wife has.

Master Thunder's temper has been irritable all day long, and his disciples also work together to find as many folk remedies or experts as possible to treat the fourth master's wife. However, now he has been struggling with soup and water for several months, but there is still no sign of improvement.

The Kunlun School's thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum was given three of the fourth master's wife, but it didn't work at all. The Thunder popularly threw the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum to the ground and shouted: "It's all fools! A bucket! At the critical moment, none of them are useful!"

As my concubine's illness became more and more serious, Master Thunder had no choice but to send all the smart and capable disciples out every day to search for all those who can find who understand medical skills.

The disciples went down the mountain, and every time the doctor brought back was kicked out of the door by Master Thunder, begging for mercy: "The villain really doesn't understand, please forgive me..."

Just now, the fourth master's wife's scream was upset by Master Thunder. He stood up and waved his hand, saying, "You all retreat, go down the mountain early to find famous doctors, and invite them back at all costs to heal your fourth master."

The disciples agreed and waited respectfully for Master Thunder to leave. At this moment, a Kunlun disciple suddenly ran in panting. As soon as he saw Master Thunder, he immediately fell to the ground and said tremblingly: "No...no...no...no...no...no...no...no...no...no..."

The face of Thunder was full of disgust, and he shouted loudly: "What's wrong? How do I teach you on weekdays? Why do you feel so scared that you can't even understand what you say when you encounter something?"

The disciple lay on the ground, his body shivering constantly, and he tried to speak more smoothly: "Sect... Sect Master... Young Master... was captured..."

Master Thunder was shocked, hurriedly walked forward from the seat and asked, "What did you say? Tell me clearly."

The disciple said frightenedly: "Young master...the young master was captured by a pair of boys and girls."

Master Thunder asked hurriedly: "When did it happen?"

The disciple replied, "Just...just just now..."

Master Thunder said angrily: "Why didn't you tell me early?" He didn't care about his concubine and hurried out to the door with dozens of disciples in the hall.

When Kunlun Sect arrived outside the door, Ji Tianyu and Xu Siniang had long disappeared, leaving only dozens of Kunlun disciples who were foaming at the mouth.

Master Thunder was so angry that he kicked the stone tablet erected at the door and shouted angrily: "My Kunlun Sect has been established for hundreds of years. When have you ever been afraid of foreign invasions? Little thief, no matter what your purpose is, as long as you dare to hurt Ran'er, I want you to look good!"

After Master Thunder roared, he immediately said, "Chengfeng, Chengyun, Cheng Lei, Cheng Yu, you four each bring ten disciples to chase the pair of bitches in four directions. Remember, you must catch the alive!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the four disciples behind him took a step forward, stood up, clasped their fists and replied, "Disciple, please take the order!"

The four of them cleaned up a little, then divided into four routes and searched towards the foot of the mountain. In the Kunlun Sect, in addition to Leng Yiran, there were also these four great disciples who were extremely powerful. This time, the four of them went out together, and it seemed that Master Thunder was really anxious.

Master Thunder looked at the four groups of people leaving, breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he heard a disciple lying on the ground foaming and screaming, "Yes... the other party's... purpose is... thousand years... Ganoderma lucidum... let's... let's... use... Ganoderma lucidum... replace people..."

Master Thunder shouted angrily: "I can break through anybody in Kunlun Sect? Who do he think he is? Aren't he afraid of my thunder strike?"

The disciple did not dare to speak anymore, so he had to lie on the ground and continue to breathe, hoping that Master Thunder would leave. Unexpectedly, Master Thunder suddenly walked up to him, stared at his eyes and asked, "What trick did you hit?"

The disciple felt panic, but because of his accumulated power to the master, he naturally did not dare to hide it, so he had to tell the story as it was.

Master Thunder was furious. He never expected that dozens of Kunlun subordinates would be thrown into the air like someone wanted to do acrobatics, without any ability to fight back. However, it would be fine for others, even his own son was caught by the other party. How could he tolerate this tone?

The more Master Thunder thought about it, he became more angry. He grabbed the disciple's collar, threw it into the air, and shouted, "Is this the way he threw it?"

The disciple felt dizzy, the food in his stomach was overwhelming and disgusting. But when Master Thunder asked, he naturally did not dare not answer, so he had to endure the desire to vomit and replied: "Yes...yes..."

Master Thunder threw the disciple twice, then threw him on the ground again. He turned his head, took a big step, and walked into the hall.

He came to the side door of the hall, walked in quickly, and whispered: "Su'er, how are you?"

A sickly woman with a yellow face said tremblingly: "No...it's not a problem...you go and do it..."
Chapter completed!