My Disciples Are All Villains

What do you mean?

Affection, old age seems to be trapped.

Xi Pan felt helpless, raised his hand, and gave a thumbs up to Landing State. Ginger is still hot, and ashamed!

鸢 Little kite was foggy.

Li Panlitian coughed, and seemed to want to understand something ... looked up and said, "Wine, enough?"

"Enough."

"A hundred years of aging?"

"A hundred years of aging."

"it is good."

Winemaking.

It is not difficult.

Hundreds of years ago, Ji Tiandao was also a good winemaker, making wine every year.

Alcoholic beverages are more and more fragrant.

Whether it is grains or glutinous rice koji, no matter how good the brewing method, it takes time to settle.

There are a lot of centuries of aging in the Devil's Pavilion, and it will continue to be brewed in the future.

This "good" word, the answer is clear and straightforward.

Luzhou nodded with satisfaction.

He turned to face Xiao Jie and said, "Can you four brothers have any news?"

Xiao Xiaojie said flatly, "Master! The four brothers haven't returned yet. They must have forgotten to come back! They must be punished severely!"

"talkative."

Luzhou whispered a reprimand.

It is also a good thing that Wu Mingshi went to trace the endlessness of Si Wuya. Moreover, Ming Shiyin's loyalty has always been stable. Luzhou wasn't worried about what he would do unusually. In addition, Ming Shi is more intelligent because of his little intelligence, and has a strong ability to survive. Even if he encounters a master, he can escape.

I can't ...

Since the fourth child is away, then Duanmu Sheng and Hua Wudao can only accompany him to Shouxihu.

Xi Jingmingdao is now struggling to survive, and he is stubborn.

I was able to escape to the shore of Slender West Lake, indicating that they still have some means of life-saving.

In fact, you only need to let Duanmu Sheng and Hua Duo deal with this matter.

but……

The idea of ​​Luzhou is not just that. If the Nether Religion pursues Jingming Dao and it is necessary to get rid of such masters as You Hongyi, Yu Zhenghai will most likely appear on the shore of Slender West Lake.

This is a great opportunity.

强化 This enhanced version of the **** is specially prepared for these evildoers.

"Elder Luanhua, I'm going to visit the shore of Slender West Lake." Luzhou said calmly.

"The obedience obeys."

Xiao Xieer was about to turn around and leave.

黑色 A black figure appeared like a ghostly ghost in the vicinity.

The whole man stood upright, in black clothes.

"The elders of flowers don't have to go ... I want to go and see."

"Fan Xiuwen?" Xiao Jieer froze for a moment.

Xiao Xieer always felt that this person was weird and a little dreadful ... If it wasn't for the master who could calm this person, Xiao Xieer would have been far away from him.

Fan Xiuwen is wearing a silver humble mask, his eyes are deeper ... hands are behind him.

Even if Xiu Wei hasn't recovered, Fan Xiuwen's high position for a long time and the aura brought to him by long time are by no means ordinary enemies.

The only people present were Luzhou's aura, who could beat Fan Xiuwen.

Fan Xiuwen shook his head and said, "Fan Xiuwen is dead. There is only Leng Luo in this world."

"Okay ..." Xiao Jie spit out her tongue and stood sideways.

Leng Luo two words out.

Pan Litian, beside him, could not help but widen his eyes and looked at Leng Luo unbelievably, saying, "You are the first Leng Luo who was blacklisted three hundred years ago?"

Qi Lengluo remained silent and could not be denied.

The mask blocked his expression, but his gesture showed a clear meaning-old thing, now who knows who is the little boy?

Xi Pan Litian slowly got up, wobbled, barely supported his body, and said, "Yes, yes."

This sounds strange, I can't tell whether it is praise or irony.

Luo Lengluo hummed softly and said, "The junior juniors have eyes and no beads, and do not have general knowledge with you."

Xiao Xiaojie laughed and said, "He is not too young ... Where is Pan Zhong's grandfather, Jing Mingdao is the best master."

Jingming Dao's first master?

Leng Luo slightly squinted.

His gaze fell on an old beggar who had been lost.

It doesn't matter whether you are Pan Zhong's grandfather or grandfather, but Jingmingdao's first master is a genius who is well-known in the practice circle.

That is the same age as his Leng Luo.

"Pan Litian?" Leng Luo raised his hand and applauded.

this time.

Xi Pan Litian did not deny that his appearance was old and slightly waisted. But this is not important. What is important is his temperament, which has shown how beautiful he once was.

Half a catty or two, fifty steps, one hundred steps, no one is younger than anyone.

Luzhou said: "Leng Luo, you haven't recovered from the injury, only recovered about 40%, and you want to go to the shore of Slender West Lake?"

After all, flowerlessness is healthy.

Moreover, he is a master who is devoted to studying the shrinking Dafa, and can protect him from flying through the clouds at critical times.

Although Leng Luoluo was strong, he was hurt too badly ... It didn't help him much, and it might even hinder him.

"Please ask the Lord, although Leng Luo was injured, he was enough to protect himself." Leng Luo said from his own words.

"..."

You are enough to protect yourself.

Who is there to protect the old man?

Luzhou's heart was liberated, but there was no fluctuation on the surface.

Master style is fully displayed.

Tong Lengluo's idea is right ...

"Want to see Mo abandoned?" Luzhou asked.

Leng Luo arched his hand, can not be ignored.

Mo Li Mo Mo abandoned, as long as it is not a fool, you can think clearly.

I can see that Leng Luo really hated Mo Li.

I can understand, however, that after so many years of manipulation, it is difficult for anyone to accept it, not to mention, he is still a famous Leng Luo.

Pan Litian laughed and laughed: "Old age can only watch the show ..."

He hasn't cultivated yet, and can only watch the battle like a rotten fish.

At the next par three.

I passed through Yun Fei and left Mo Tian Ge.

Helm: Duanmu Sheng.

Piercing Yun Fei 辇 Some bumps, shaking, and sometimes playing some difficult movements.

Xiao Xiaojie whispered, "Three brothers, be steady, be calm ... ah ..."

Flying up and down from time to time.

Wu Duanmusheng scratched his head a bit awkwardly: "First time, first time ... Shimei, don't be surprised."

Luo Lengluo had to support her body and shook her head ...

穿 云飞 辇 gradually stabilized.

"Thank you Senior Leng."

Luzhou looked back at Leng Luo.

After all, his cultivation is not restored, but he still needs to help control Feiyu?

Duanmu Sheng is at the helm and Leng Luo assists. Flying through the clouds was gradually stable.

Pan Litian doesn't matter. He just finds a corner and slumps. He laughs, "I haven't done such a mighty flying cricket in my life ... Okay, okay ..."

Walk through the clouds and fly through several mountains and a sea of ​​endless clouds.

I dragged a long streamer tail in the air.

Flying across several rivers.

Lu Lu glanced again at Leng Luo, and found that Leng Luo's forehead was sweating.

Luzhou looked at Duanmu Sheng and said, "Even vitality is instilled in balance ... Do not move the steering wheel, look ahead and adjust the rhythm."

"Understand."

In this respect, Wu Duanmusheng is far from Ming Shiyin's understanding.

Under the guidance of Luzhou, I barely stabilized, but still not smooth enough.

This is not forced.

Some people are not born to do this.

Wu Duanmusheng was embarrassed all the way, stared at by several big brothers, inevitably nervous, and kept muttering: "Four brothers, I want to kill you ..."

After an hour.

Slender West Lake.

Slim in the West Bieyuan.

Mo Jingming's gatekeeper Mo gave up sitting cross-legged.

The whole person seemed extremely tired, and the wrinkles on his face made him look like a aging old man.

The faint vitality revolves around.

After a moment of running, Mo Qi opened his eyes ...

"Come here."

A disciple appeared at the door.

"Can you catch Pan Zhong?" Mo Qi said indifferently.

"The traitor Pan Zhong is too cunning, following all the way, and hasn't caught it yet. In addition, the nether teachings are pressing hard ... disciple, disciple dare not want to search."

There was a hint of anger in Mo Mo's face:

"Yu Zhenghai ... too bullying!"

During the First World War in Lu'an City, the appearance of Nether Religion disrupted his plans.

Now ... Yu Zhenghai attacked Jingming Road again. He caught him by surprise.

Qi Jingming Road's seven peaks were destroyed ...

The whole school, except for him, has more than ten henchmen.

"The doorkeeper is angry! The thin West Lake has a matrix formed by the adult Mo Li. Even if Yu Zhenghai is terrible, he is afraid to break in here ... Moreover, the Nether religion does not know that we have escaped here." The disciple bowed.

He Moqi sighed and shook his head, saying, "Are there letters from the palace?"

"Mr. Mo Li said ... After a while, there will be a special plane. His Royal Highness Emperor 2 will be like a fish in the palace ..."

"it is good."

Mo Mo abandoned the injury and slowly got up.

"Master ... be careful." The disciple quickly assisted.

"It doesn't matter."

Qi Moqi shook his head. "If it wasn't for Anyang's war, he was injured by the Great Gongtong Shock and leaned inward, how could this place be so embarrassed."

"The host said ... this is good luck for Zhenghai, and he has been assisted by an expert."

On the day of the First World War in Anyang, Mo Qi looked down from Feiyu, and the word "roll" was supernatural, forcing everyone back.

He was the first to be affected the most.

It's a pity, too late to see clearly, what kind of sound skills the masters can not but quickly escape.

Mo Moqi came outside Bieyuan, looking at the lake, his heart relaxed a lot.

"Master, now Pan Zhong is already a member of Motiange. Is it inappropriate for us to catch him?"

I did n’t wait for Mo Qi to speak, then some disciples responded:

"The great disciple of Yu Tiange, Yu Zhenghai, killed how many people in Jingmingdao. We only arrested Pan Zhong alone, which is far from enough! Moreover, Pan Zhongben is a traitor to Jingmingdao! It is not a pity!

At this time, more than a dozen disciples of Jingming Dao quickly gathered in the garden.

"Master, here comes the ghost!"

as expected……

In the air on the south side of Shouxibeiyuan, a flying magpie slowly appeared.

On top of Fei Fei, the flag of the Nether religion fluttered in the wind.

Bai Yuqing, the first white tiger palace, stands above Feiyu, overlooking the Beyuan, and the sound of waves swept along.

"The one who follows me and the one who rebels against me perish! Don't give up, catch it!"

The snoring waves swooped down and rolled up ripples along the thin West Lake.

He Mo abandoned Shen Shen: "Don't bother ... the blurry array can block the ghost teaching."

The disciples nodded.

Bai Yuqing volleyed: "Mo Qiu ... Jing Ming Dao became a running dog of the court, you should know that there must be this day. Obediently come out and fight, maybe teach the master to show grace and spare you a life!"

Mo Mo gave up his words and replied:

"Bai Yuqing, you are just a dog in Zhenghai. Nether religion dare to say that you want to win this seat while you are in danger?"

"The dog of the bereavement family can only utter the tongue! Even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu is here, he cannot save you!" Bai Yuqing's voice was extremely high.

Wu Moqi did not respond again.

I looked back, and the remaining disciples of Jingmingdao.

"Is there any news for the seventh son of Jingming?"

"Go back to the door, the seven uncles and the elders you did not catch up with! I'm afraid ... there are more evils than evil."

Mo Moqi felt that his chest was extremely stuffy, and he was unwilling to say, "When will the palace support come?"

"Already flying in the palace. But there was no response."

At this time, a disciple boldly said: "Master, although Yu Zhenghai is strong, he also has weaknesses. It is better to sit back and wait ..."

He Moqi said indifferently, "Do you want to rely on Motiange?"

"The disciples dare not!"

Another disciple said, "What do you think the Demon Pavilion can do to Zhenghai? Yu Zhenghai is such a traitor, creating the Nether Religion, becoming the world's first demon. If the old devil in Demon Pavilion really has the ability, how would he tolerate Zhenghai's freedom? happy?"

"Ah!" Everyone shook his head with a sigh.

"Right now we can only wait for the support from the palace ... even if Pan Zhong is caught, Mo Tiange will not pay attention to this person."

at this time--

Wu Jingming's disciples discovered a strange phenomenon.

Outside the south side of Biebeiyuan, the practitioners suspended in the air by Slender West Lake suddenly turned around and ran!

I saw everyone aggressive.

"Master, Ghost Retreat!"

"Great! The wise master! Bai Yuqing is nothing but a dog!"

"They seem scared!"

Mo Mo Qi is also a slight frown.

I looked up at the flying magpie in the sky.

哪里 Where is Bai Yuqing's previous style? The whole portrait looks like a dazzling dig into Feiyu, turns the direction, and flees towards the south!

"Don't give up the old man, you cow, I confess, and say goodbye!"

Uncle Hu can bend and stretch. In this case, he has to take back what he said.

Bai Yuqing glanced to the north of Slender West Lake and ordered: "Run away!"

"Big head, what do you say?"

"Oh, go!" Bai Yuqing said.

Before long, the nether cult practitioners flew together ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ disappeared without a trace.

"..."

Tong Jingming's disciples were aggressive.

No matter how great the blurry array is, the matrix method cannot be moved after all.

No need to be afraid, right?

"No! What's that?" A disciple pointed to the north!

In the north of Slender West Lake, in the air between the jungle and the mountains, a meteor-like flying magpie struck a long tail.

"Magic Pavilion?"

Mo Mo gave up his chest, and he took a step back, his face was extremely ugly.

No wonder the Nether Church fled. It turned out that the flying puppet of the Devil's Pavilion came!

"Master!"

Crossing the clouds flying 辇 When flying over Slender West Lake, he suddenly made an up and down shaking motion, gradually stabilized again, and his speed slowed a lot.

"What does Mo Tiange do?"

"caveat?"

Mo Mo gave up his teeth and covered his chest and said, "Too much bullying!"

at the same time.

Through Yun Fei 云 on.

Wu Duanmusheng looked at Pan Litian and Leng Luo with a embarrassed look: "The slowdown is not well controlled! Sorry!"

Luzhou has a cultivation practice, but it's nothing ... Shenting environment cultivation practices can easily control the balance of the body.

"Master, there is Shouxi Bieyuan in front."

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