My Disciples Are All Villains

Feng Qinghe can survive the sweep of Ji Laomo Jiuye.

But he was counted by a small disciple of the Devil Heaven Pavilion, how could he be reconciled?

"Then die together--"

Feng Qinghe slapped Dantian and dashed forward.

Keep your feet on the ground.

Buzz!

The Ming Dynasty suddenly sacrificed the dharma body!

Feng Qinghe glanced at the dharma body, and said in a deep voice, "Trefoil? Don't do anything!"

Bang Bang Bang!

The palms are constantly shooting palm prints!

The Ming Dynasty suddenly stepped on the ground, the Fa body floated half a meter, and fell again!

The parting hook in the hand, confronts Feng Qinghe!

boom!

Ming Shi felt numb in his arms, but he was not shot. On the contrary, what was shot was ... Feng Qinghe.

Feng Qinghe was originally leaning forward to attack, suddenly flew back to the sky, his eyes widened, and he couldn't believe the Mingshi cause chased by the sky.

"Four leaves?"

Ming Shi smiled because of the corner of his mouth, and the Heavenly Tier weapon flashed over Han Mang, saying, "You can do it, almost two-thirds of my strength!"

Feng Qinghe felt his scalp tingle.

He is underestimated!

In order to minimize the burning of Qihai, he has no explosive power!

"You can't kill me!"

Feng Qinghe wanted to continue struggling.

However, Ming Shi disappeared because of his body shape.

Feng Qinghe's heart tightened, and in this short flight time, he was afraid!

Is this really the pressure given by Yotsuba?

call out!

Han Mang flashed.

Feng Qinghe fell to the ground and saw the cold mountain.

Nothing else seems to happen.

Ming Shi freezed up with his phantom and appeared behind him.

The battle is over.

With a smile on his face, Mingshi picked up the parting hook sheath, looked at it carefully, shook his head, picked up a leaf, and wiped the parting hook blade away.

Feng Qinghe said, "I said ... you can't kill me."

Mingshi didn't pay any attention to him.

Instead, he walked in the direction of the canyon.

He wanted to see what path Feng Fenghe left in the canyon.

Feng Qinghe frowned.

He was just about to turn around, only to feel a coolness around his neck ... The wind blew on his neck, and there seemed to be some liquid flowing out.

Raised his hand and touched it.

Five fingers covered with Yin Hong blood!

Chant

The tear-like pain swept the body from the neck and wanted to scream, but his throat became sobbing and hoarse.

Then I felt that life was passing by quickly.

Twirling and falling backwards.

...

Ming Shi knows that he has some kind of life-saving baby. But did not rush to take it down.

He is very cautious.

Even if a practitioner like this is killed, he may bite hard before he dies.

Feng Qinghe's escape from Master showed that his mentality was not shallow.

Mingshi was easy on the surface, but actually put a lot of effort and effort into it.

What can I do if I wear protective clothing, my neck is not blocked.

After a moment.

The Ming Dynasty came to the canyon.

The ground in the canyon is covered with dense tree stumps, forming a dense plum blossom column.

Various streaks are carved on the stump.

Against the background of the night, the lines are shining from time to time, and it seems very strange.

After the stump, it was a wooden house.

The chalet seemed monotonous and lonely.

If you are not looking carefully, or if someone leads the way, it is difficult to imagine that there will be people living here.

Because Ming Shi did not continue the previous ... According to Feng Qinghe, here is his follower. Then it is probably a trap.

Squeak--

The door of the chalet opened.

The voice was old and low, "coming from afar, there is a loss."

Because Ming Shi felt the power of this sound wave, he took two steps back and said, "The juniors have no intention to offend."

"what?"

Creak, creak, creak ...

An old woman with a ricket figure emerged from the wooden house.

She walked slowly with her cane.

From time to time creaks.

Walking out of the room, she looked up and glanced at Ming Shiyin.

The moonlight was getting weaker and weaker, but her eyes seemed to be so good. After looking at it, she shook her head and said, "Young man, did you kill Feng Qinghe?"

The Ming Dynasty sank in his heart.

At such a long distance, she could make such a judgment.

It seems to have seen his doubts.

The old lady smiled in a low voice. "He has lived in this canyon for many years, and no one has ever found it here ... Only Feng Qinghe knows it."

"Are you from the Cang School?" Ming Shiyin was ready to slip away at any time.

But he felt that the old man did not seem murderous, so he tried to talk a few words.

"Forget it," the old man said.

"Since that is the case, the junior will leave first."

"Slow down."

The old man said again, "The old man promised to pass Feng Qinghe."

"what's up?"

"No matter who stepped into the canyon, the old man would do his best to kill him," the old man said.

"..."

Ming Shi was speechless in his heart. This is really curiosity that killed the cat. He knew that he would not come to death. "Don't leave, old senior. Feng Qinghe wants to kill me, I was forced to fight back!"

"Ah."

The old man raised his head, greeted the moonlight, and looked at the entrance of the canyon. "You can kill the Qinghe River, and you can't fix it. The old man will not bully the small, just fight you fair."

"No no no ... you look at me high."

Mingshi quickly confessed his counsel and continued, "I was lucky, I picked up a leak."

Just after speaking, Ming Shi covered his mouth.

Isn't this special admitting that he killed Feng Qinghe?

"..."

The old man nodded slowly and walked from the wooden house to the plum blossom pile, saying, "You are brave."

"Not brave." Mingshi backed away.

"I hope you do n’t blame your old body after death ... What you promised will naturally be done." The old man sighed. "It's better to be weaker. This matter is smoother than expected."

She continued on her crutches.

As soon as he stepped into the plum blossom pile, the two wooden piles in front of him lit up.

The rune is suspended on the plum blossom pile.

"Feng Qinghe challenged his family teacher by his own strength, and he was dead ..." Ming Shiyin said, "The family teacher is not a fuel-efficient lamp."

These words feel weird, but Mingshi said what he thought when he was in a hurry.

"Your master?"

"Ji Tiandao, the master of the devil's pavilion of the teacher ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~

The old man stood still, somewhat stunned.

Because Ming Shi was relaxed in his heart, it was still Master ’s name. Scared of urine?

"How is your master now?" The old man asked.

After thinking for a long time, Mingshi said, "The teacher has been promoted to Jiuye, but today is the first Jiuye master!"

call!

A wooden pile was lifted from the ground.

With a circle of Haoran characters printed, he flew towards Mingshiyin.

Bang Bang Bang!

Ming Shi raised his hands again and again, patted his palms, bang!

Every time there was a collision, there was a burst of horror.

At the same time, constantly retreating, barely blocking this wooden pile!

Ming Shi marveled at his heart, this old man ... is stronger than expected!

The old man said, "I'm so stupid, do you think you're cheating?"

s: Foreshadowing, it is really a lot of things, I know it is shorter, but it is enough to change 4 per day, and follow up for long. Ask for votes.