Douluo: My apprentice is the pope

After getting up early, having eaten the master's loving breakfast, the three apprentices left one after another, and A Yin was forcibly taken away by Gu Yuena. Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong both agreed. inappropriate.

Well, they weren't jealous, it was just for Ah Yin's safety.

In this regard, Yang Zian said, whatever...

Anyway, he massaged his legs all night, and now he is devoted to the Buddha, and feels that the sentence that color is empty is right.

After all, there are at least two legs that he massaged in one night, and Gu Yuena, a daring little girl, even added her own legs when Yang Zian was massaging Ah Yin and Bibi Dong's legs. Let Yang Zian massage, but put it somewhere else......

He just asked Yang Zian to change his trousers and wash his trousers......

After the four girls left, Yang Zian instantly felt that the entire Wuming Mountain Range was empty, and there was an indescribable sense of desolation.

"Should they be here?" Yang Zian stood on the edge of the cliff, white clothes like snow, facing the cold wind, his eyes turned to the sky.

After about ten minutes, two silhouettes, one red and one black, appeared in the sky like streamers. They were very fast, but they arrived in front of Yang Zian in an instant.

"The sky doesn't give birth to me, Murong Feixue, the swordsmanship is like a long night!"

The voice has arrived before the person arrives. The black streamer is a flying sword. On the flying sword is a man in black. He is not only stepping on a black sword, but also carrying a black sword on his back. , but the strange thing is that his head is not facing Yang Zian, and only the back of Yang Zian is left.

And that pretentious poem came from his mouth.

"Three million sword immortals in the sky, you need to lower your eyebrows when you meet me!"

"Do you dare to take my sword?"

Yang Zian: ........

Back then, I shouldn't have taught him to pretend to be coercive, but now he's like this.

But feeling the sword intent of his apprentice, Yang Zian is still very satisfied, and he has made a lot of progress......

"Okay, that's what you said." Yang Zian tapped the ground lightly with his toes, and then rose into the air like a big roc bird, jumping directly over Murong Chuixue's head.

At the same time, on a tree on the top of the mountain, countless leaves flew directly into the sky, flying around Yang Zian, forming a huge leaf barrier.

And that Murong Chuixue was still carrying the back of his head, but he pulled out the black sword on his back, and then the nine spirit rings on his back lit up.

Two yellow, two purple, four black, one red, nine spirit rings flickering, it is the strength of a titled Douluo!

"Sword come!"

The black sword instantly became huge, and then slashed towards Yang Zian, as if this sword was the only one in the world!

Yang Zian was in no hurry, and countless leaves greeted them with sword energy, and the sound of breaking through the air continued. If Murong Feixue's sword is a sword of heaven and earth, then Yang Zian's sword is a sword of heaven and earth!

Although Yang Zian doesn't study kendo, he has the martial spirit of Samsara Sword, and he knows all things a little bit.

"Brush!" Countless leaves faced the Great Black Sword. Although one leaf was not enough to defeat the enemy, the countless leaves directly blocked the progress of the Great Black Sword, and even the body of the Great Black Sword appeared. A tiny crack...  

"Nianhua Feiye, everything in the world can be a sword. Could this be the highest realm of swords, no sword is better than a sword!" Murong Chuixue's voice was obviously a little excited.

"Master, hurry up, hurry up and teach me the highest realm of the sword."

I saw Murong Feixue jumped off the flying sword at once, and then knelt on the ground with the back of his head facing Yang Zian.

No, you are wrong, in my last life, the highest realm of the sword was Dabaojian......

Yang Zian looked at Murong Feixue with the back of his head facing him,

A kick on his ass.

"I told you to pretend!"

"Let the back of your head face someone!"

"Challenge me as soon as the fuck comes back!"

It wasn't until he kicked Murong Feixue's butt with a few more shoe prints that Yang Zian stopped his violent temper. Then I saw Murong Feixue calmly got up and patted the dust, muttering:

"Geniuses are always humiliated and tortured before they rise..."

Yang Zian was too lazy to deal with the whole thing, and looked to the side of the white figure who had been staring at him coldly.

It was a woman, about twenty-five or six years old, with a pair of good-looking almond eyes, but it revealed that she was deserted. She had a melon-seed face. Although her facial features were distinct, both eyes and lips showed a kind of expression. coldness.

She wore a delicate ponytail, and she was dressed in white from head to toe, as were her boots, all spotless, even the patterns on the clothes were symmetrical.

She is like a plum in the cold winter, glamorous, lonely, and unapproachable.

"Haitang, why did you come here by yourself this time, without your tenderness?"

Compared with the pretentious eldest brother Murong Chuixue and the incomparably cold and reticent Murong Haitang, Yang Zian is more willing to communicate tenderly with Murong of Xiaojiabiyu.

"Busy." Murong Haitang said only one word.

"Oh, that's fine." Yang Zian has automatically translated the meaning of this sentence to Murong Haitang: "The third sister is busy with business, so I can't take care of it..."

Really cherish words like gold!

As a traveler plus an old sleep master, Yang Zian still knows the importance of cultivating power, so as early as a thousand years ago, he established his own organization.

Name: Douluo beats more people!

It's a tribute to something from the past.

But the things that his fighters are responsible for are not so easy. From the beginning, they are divided into three modules:

Dark guards, mainly responsible for firepower output, spying intelligence, spread all over the mainland and even overseas.

Shangyitang: It holds several important chambers of commerce in the mainland, and its business spreads across the mainland.

Although Shangyitang is not an overall chamber of commerce, almost 60% of the chambers of commerce belong to Shangyitang.

The last one is the Law Enforcement Hall, which monitors itself and the other two major departments.

Although Yang Zian didn't want to develop the Gengren so much, he just gave a few random pointers, but after more than a thousand years, he found that the Gengren was already the second largest invisible organization in Douluo Continent.

If the resources are integrated, Wuhun Hall may not be comparable!

After all, his identity is here, and he can't do everything by himself.

In the past few years, the three most talented orphans he selected thirty years ago were the ones who were in charge of beating more people. For thirty years, he used immortal grass and taught them to make all three of them become Titled Douluo. .

Among them, Murong Haitang was in charge of the secret guard, and her temperament was suitable for this, while Murong Feixue was in charge of the law enforcement hall. His proud personality made Murong Chuixue not want to bend the law for personal gain.

The youngest third sister, Murong Rouqing, is in charge of Shangyitang, and her temperament is also the most suitable.

And this time the three people were called to come, it was a work report before Yang Zian fell asleep, and some of his arrangements.

But it's a pity that the gentle and dignified Murong Tenderness didn't come, and Yang Zian lost his desire to communicate for a while.

"How's the fight recently?" Yang Zian rubbed his eyebrows, intending to make a long story short.

"Okay." Murong Haitang said lightly.

"How's the dark guard going? Do you need any help from the master?"

"Okay. No." Murong Haitang continued to answer calmly. These are the answers to two questions.

"Where is Shangyitang? Where has the business expanded?" Yang Zian continued to ask.

If you don't believe me, you can answer this question less, at least a few sentences?

"Good. Many places." This sentence means that the development is very good, and the business has expanded to many places.

Yang Zian looked at Murong Chuixue, who still had the back of his head facing him, and had the demeanor of an expert. Let's talk to the king.

"Kuang!" Yang Zian kicked Murong Feixue's butt again.

"Master, why are you kicking me again?"

"I'm in a bad mood..."

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