Everyday I Get Up To See The Villain Stealing The Show

In the evening, Han Changsheng returned to the room and took out the rules and regulations of Yuehua School.

He had been teaching in Tianning for 19 years, and he had been a teacher for several years. Even the teachings of Tianning were unclear. But now he has to concentrate on studying the rules of the Yuehua faction.

Nothing else, just to drive the dog Xianjun out of Yuehua.

Black and white impermanence only tells him that after one month, the mysterious old man will die, according to the life of the original singer Xianjun, when Anyuan Xianjun happened to find the mysterious old man, only to be taught by the mysterious old man. Now that the original Li Zhou was born and died, this important task was handed over to him. He had to find a way to drive Anyuan out of the Yuehua faction within a month and let him go to the mysterious old man.

However, one day today, Han Changsheng discovered that this Anyuan was not popular in Yuehua. The whole martial art did not like him from top to bottom. It is not easy to want to frame him.

The Yuehua faction is a martial arts decent, and there are many rules and regulations that make Han Changsheng a headache. He skips the others and only looks at the regulations that will disciplinate the disciples from the sect.嫖|娼, gambling, robbery, murder, etc. are all among them.

On the second morning of the morning exercise, Han Changsheng yawned to practice Wuping. After a while, Liu Xiaoqi ran: "Master, good morning!"

Since Han Changsheng saved Liu Xiaoqi from that time, Liu Xiaoqi greeted him intimately every morning.

Han Changsheng sneered at it.

Liu Xiaoqi looked at Han Changsheng and cautiously asked: "Master, have you not slept last night?"

Han Changsheng had been thinking about Anyuan Xianjun last night. He did not sleep well, and he could see it from his face.

Liu Xiaoqi was worried: "Isn't the master's body bad? I will go back tonight to make a sachet for the master, which will help to sleep and calm down."

"The sachet is not urgent, I just want to ask you something." Han Changsheng looked around and whispered, "Little teacher, do you know what Huangpu, what shortcomings?"

Liu Xiaoqi stunned and said: "The two brothers are honest, wide and good, shortcomings... I really don't know."

Han Changsheng did not have a good air: "Whoever wants to hear you say that he is kind and kind."

Liu Xiaoqi was busy: "The master is more kind, although he is cooling his heart." He said this is the truth, and the Japanese and Korean longevity helped him so that he has been very moved. It was the change of the second brother, and it would not be mad at him.

Han Changsheng said: "I didn't let you flatter. He really didn't have anything wrong with it?"

Liu Xiaoqi said: "What do you want to do with the master? The best thing for you on weekdays and the second brother is you. How can we know what you don't know?"

Han Changsheng said: "I am the best with Huangfu?"

Liu Xiaoqi nodded in course.

Although Li Jiuyong’s heart hates Anyuan Xianjun, he can always do it on the surface. He knows that Yue Peng likes Anyuan most often, and he often puts it around Anyuan and puts on the appearance of his brother and brother. Look at his big disciple. At the same time, it also defrauded the trust of Anyuan, so it was an opportunity to seek murder.

As they said, the two men saw Anyuan coming over.

In his own martial art, Anyuan naturally did not wear a hat to cover his face. He saw that he wore a white-colored disciple suit, and his posture was tall and straight, his face was like white jade, his eyebrows were like mountains, his eyes were like autumn water, and he came all the way. Opening the lotus flower is really a beautiful view.

Everyone put down the sword in his hand and turned his eyes to Anyuan. Even if Anyuan has been in the Yuehua faction for ten years, people will still be surprised by his appearance.

Han Changsheng also looked a little dumbfounded, but he quickly returned to God and disgusted An Yuan. This dog **** is actually better than his ancestors, and it is simply unbearable! I must let him suffer a bit!

Thinking of this, Han Changsheng’s sword dance in his hand is so hot that it seems to be stabbed in the body of the dog.

After an hour, the morning exercise was over, the disciples resumed their freedom of action, and some went back to rest, some continued to study the swordsmanship, and some ran to the side to talk and laugh.

"Master!" Han Changsheng was preparing to go, and he heard Yue Yuer screaming and rushing to himself. He jerked back to the sword, and the tip of the sword was set in the heart of Yue Yuer. Yue Yuer hurried to stop, almost hit it. Even if you put a wooden sword, it is not fun to hit hard.

Yue Yuer showed his expression of grievance: "Master brother..."

Every day, looking for Han Changsheng to practice swords has become the daily cultivation of this little girl skin. Han Changsheng simply regrets his own nosy behavior, knowing that he will get into this big trouble and hear Yue Yuer saying that Tianning teaches bad things, he You should cover your face at night and quietly slap Yue Yuer’s meal. Nothing is better than people! He is a teacher of Tianning, and he has fallen into the sparring of Yuehua’s female disciple.

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Han Changsheng grinned and said: "Let's practice for another hundred years and come back to Laozi!"

Yue Yuer slammed her mouth and retreated.

Han Changsheng is about to leave, and suddenly he heard the voice of Yue Yuer: "Two brothers, you compare with me!"

Han Changsheng stunned and stopped.

"Okay." An Yuan agreed.

Han Changsheng pretended not to continue to move forward, walked to the wall and wandered back, hiding behind a tree and peek. He was very curious about how well Anyuan’s work was now. Although An An’s foot was left by him on the cliff, after all, he was behind the attack and could not see anything.

Yue Yuer and An Yuan have a different ceremony, and An Yuan demeanor: "Little sister, please."

Yue Yuer is also welcome, the sword is horizontal, and he screams to Anyuan with a big drink: "Look at the sword!"

Anyuan was not in a hurry, and sideways avoided the sword of Yue Yuer. Yue Yuer started to squat again, and Anyuan took her sword and bounced it.

After a few strokes, Han Changsheng has seen some understanding. Like other disciples, when An Yuan was compared with Yue Yuer, he was letting Yue Yuer, but unlike other people, he was not simply making a move, but was doing a pointing contest.

The weakness of Yue Yuer’s move is seen in Anyuan. Every time he shot, he cracked the weakness of Yue Yuer, letting Yue Yuer understand his inadequacies, but he never took the initiative to attack. If Yue Yuer is smart, he can be promoted by playing against him several times. This method is often used when Gu Mingxiao and Han Changsheng compare.

However, after seven or eight strokes, Yue Yuer suddenly took the sword and was annoyed: "Do not fight!"

An Yuan also took the move, softly said: "Little sister, what happened?"

Yue Yuer snorted: "You let me, I don't want to try my best, I don't want to compare it with me. What is the meaning of this comparison test!"

An Yuan stunned and said: "I don't want to compare it with the test. It's not for the sake of victory. If you can test it..."

Yue Yuer interrupted his words impatiently: "Do you look down on me?"

Anyuan is busy: "Where does this talk?"

Yue Yuer said: "Then you will be better than me!" After waiting for Anyuan to agree, a sword stabbed his heart.

Anyuan had no choice but to block the sword, but he still refused to use his full strength. While letting the move out, he said: "Small sister, your hand should sink some more." "This time with the ninth style than you use. That's good." "Here..."

Yue Yuer stopped again, and the sword in his hand went to the ground, hate the voice: "You are all the same! Just because I am the head of the woman, I will let me everywhere, screaming at me, deceiving me! Only big The brothers will be willing to accompany me to practice the sword, let me know where I am still lacking!"

Not to mention An Yuan, even Han Changsheng hiding behind the tree is stunned. This misunderstanding... seems to be a bit deep...

"Hey! Hypocrisy!" Yue Yuer took Anyuan's eyes and turned and ran.

Anyuan looked at the back of Yue Yuer, sighed and turned away.

Han Changsheng came out from behind the tree, looked at this, looked at that, and went inexplicably.

After returning to the house, he began to think about how to toss Anyuan. The rules and regulations of Yuehua School are very strict. Even if they are absent from daily practice for no reason or are caught lazy in practice for more than five times, they may be expelled from the martial art. Other punishments such as face-lifting, abstaining from food, and sticks are everywhere. In the performance of Han Chang’s life in the mountains, I am afraid that he will be punished and sent out of the sect every day.

But the face of Anyuan’s guy is definitely doing very well, or else there will not be so many elders and the same door like him. To seize his handle, you still have to take the old road of Li Jiulong and get close to him before you have the chance to find the weakness of the guy. Liu Xiaoqi said that the best thing about the former and Anyuan was Li Jiulong. Now even if he is reluctant, he has to do this.

Han Changsheng got up and was about to go out to find Anyuan. He suddenly heard the bell ringing outside. He also went to Yuehua for a few days. He had never heard anyone hit the clock before. Today is not a special day. What happened?

Han Changsheng opened the door and saw a group of disciples rushing in one direction. Liu Xiaoqi was also in the crowd. He ran over and grabbed Liu Xiaoqi: "What happened?"

Liu Xiaoqi is also a look of awkwardness: "I don't know, the head of the clock hits the people and gathers at Wenmotang. I think there is something to be done." Han Changsheng didn't know, but Liu Xiaoqi knew it. This is the Yuehua faction. The signal of the disciple collection.

Han Changsheng was inexplicable, but he had to follow the crowd to the direction of Wenmotang.