My Disciples Are All Villains

Mingshi frowned because of his brow.

Turned around and saw Zhu Honggong who had just fallen to his knees.

No, you have to find time to beat the old eight

"Meet Brother Four ... Meet Brother Three ... Hey, Brother Four, you are more handsome than yesterday."

The Communist Party of Hong Kong was also polite, and bowed its head toward Mingshi and Duanmusheng.

Mingshiyan: "..."

Well, let me spare you.

Zhu Hong came to him and said, "Master, Tu'er has something to report."

"Speak."

"Tu'er received the flying book of the traitor Si Wuya. He thought that Tu'er was still as good as before, but he didn't know that Tu'er had been smart by Master's teaching, and he was already smart ..." Zhu Honggong said sideways Flattering.

"Long word, read the flying book quickly." Duan Musheng raised the overlord gun.

The Zhu Hong Communist Party quickly opened Feishu and read:

"Master is on, please be apprentice ..."

Duanmusheng stepped forward, grabbed Zhu Honggong's collar, and left his feet off the ground: "Too much!"

Zhu Hong's tears burst into tears: "I'm wrong ... the letter says so!"

"......"

"enough."

Luzhou frowned.

Duanmusheng quickly let go, and the two kneeled down, fearing that Master would be angry and making them angry.

Luzhou glanced at the two of them, too lazy to reprimand, and waved it casually, he rolled up the flying book and floated to his palm.

The Zhu Hong Communists had great courage, and did not dare to stop, watching Feishu float into Master's hands.

Luzhou opened the flying book and read it again.

The original flying book was about Yu Shangrong and Zhang Yuanshan ... the previous doubts about Yu Shangrong's killing of high-level targets have been answered.

But also, I was worried.

"Master, what is written in the flying book?" Mingshi was very curious.

Luzhou waved it, and Feishu threw it out.

Mingshi also read it again after catching the flying book, frowning--

"Second Senior Brother and Zhang Yuanshan had a fight in the sapphire altar? Zhang Yuanshan was sacrificed by the Great Witch Bama? Second Senior Brother might be fierce? Bama would avenge Mo Li against Mo Tiange? Feishu can't believe it! "Ming Shiyin said.

"The four brothers are right! The traitor's words cannot be believed."

Luzhou got up, glanced at the three, and said:

"What Si Wuya said should be true."

Luzhou's judgment comes from 2000 merits.

Mingshi and Zhu Hong didn't think much about it. Master said so, for sure reasons, the two nodded and said in unison: "Master is wise."

Duanmusheng grabbed Feishu and read it again, saying:

"... Bama is Loulan's first witchcraft genius. Over the years, Loulan's strength has increased a lot, and it is all related to this Bama. If this is the case, what should Brother Two do?"

The three of them were worried.

Jian Aijian's flying book is in front, and it confirms the rumors of the outside world.

Zhu Hong said, "Master ... There is one more thing for the disciples to report."

"Speak."

"Yesterday, there were a lot of low-level practitioners under the Jinting Mountain. When the children saw that they wanted to make trouble, they drove them all away." Zhu Honggong smiled.

Trouble?

This nerd is talking nonsense again.

Which practitioners dare to make trouble in Jinting Mountain?

Mingshi frowned and said, "Fool, didn't you ask anything?"

Zhu Hong Gong scratched his head: "Something strange happened ... Ask us for help, Zhan Tian Ge is not Shan Tang."

Mingshi was gloating over his heart.

Old eight, old eight, you might not know Master ’s new routine.

Ming Mingshi did not expect that Master, his old man was not angry because of this?

Luzhou paced back and forth.

The withered matter should be related to witchcraft. If it is not possible, Bama is brewing another conspiracy.

Thinking of Si Wuya's flying books, Luzhou was a little worried about Yu Shangrong.

Previously, with Yu Shangrong's cultivation practice, why should Luzhou worry about him.

But this time is different.

As for Yu Shangrong, how can he, a master, stand idly by?

See Master, his old man is in deep thought——

Why did Mingshi not understand, and quickly bowed: "Tuer is willing to go down to investigate this matter."

Zhu Hong Gong followed his bow: "Tu'er is willing to investigate this matter with his four seniors."

Luzhou's eyes fell on the two of them.

If you put it in the past, Luzhou will not hesitate to let them perform this task.

The problem is ... there is a big witch Bama behind this.

Even the big witch who suffered a loss from Yu Shangrong, Mingshi passed away with Zhu Hong, which was no different from death.

Ponder for a moment.

Luzhou said: "Don't worry. Since he is aiming at the Devil's Pavilion, he will come ..."

The three people heard the same words and spoke in unison:

"Master is wise."

……

Ten days later, everything went as usual.

On the eleventh day, night fell, in a wood and a grave.

Sand, sand, sand ...

A black and dark figure marching forward from the woods.

There are still many new corpses that crawl out of the grave, join the group, and move forward slowly.

Overlooking from above.

It seemed that a group of ants appeared on the ground.

Behind the black crowd, a small ink-colored carriage flew at low altitude.

In front of the carriage, two people pulled the rope and pulled the carriage ...

A burly figure, standing on the carriage, with green eyes in his eyes, looked at his large army with satisfaction.

This is his time, day and night, accumulated troops.

A deep voice sounded in his throat: "Magic Pavilion, I hope this time will make you satisfied ..."

Call!

Ink-colored carriages swept over the shadows, driving all the corpses forward.

……

at the same time.

On the sky nearly ten thousand miles northwest from the Great Flame God Capital.

Snow-capped mountains and vast mountains.

Above the many mountains——

Suspended a green robe figure.

Turned his body, and his eyes were full of woods and snow ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~

Can't see any other figure.

The wind blew Yu Yurong's long hair.

He did not disperse the white snow, but let the snow fall on the hair tips, so that the eyebrow hair was dyed white.

Yu Shangrong held his arms, and the longevity sword behind him shivered slightly as if he felt something.

He smiled slightly and greeted the wind and snow: "I'm home now."

Stepped forward, the figure flickered and appeared outside dozens of feet away.

At the next moment, Yu Shangrong appeared on the highest tree tip.

Looked at the front, like a sunken flat, startled.

A small flat land that stretches for dozens of miles, surrounded by mountains.

Covered by snow ...

Under the white snow, vines, weeds, and dimly visible broken walls.

Is right and wrong.

Yu Shangrong's toes tap lightly.

Click!

Snow fell all over the trees.

That towering tree became different ...

Yu Shangrong flew towards the front, and when he reached halfway, he suddenly groaned, and his figure shook.

"Ok?"

Take a volley and stop flying.

He lowered his arms and folded his palms.

Hum!

A miniature Hundred Tribulation Bodies appeared.

One palm dragged the dharma body like a little gold man.

Yu Shangrong's eyes fell on the golden lotus seat under the dharma body. .

On the rosette, purple spots increased, and nearly one third of the rosette became purple.

"Gu Gushu?"