My Disciples Are All Villains

　　The man in a Chinese suit ignored the anger of the villagers and walked to Ahai. His eyes were cold and asked, "I can give you a chance to stand up again. Are you willing to follow me?"

　　Ahai raised his eyes and met the man in the Chinese suit.

　　 He did not answer.

　　The man in the Chinese costume continued: "I can give you a soft identity, and the villagers in Guluo Village will not embarrass you again... Um? Are you really willing to be a slave in this life?"

　　 "Bah!" Ah Hai took a sip.

　　Huafu man was not angry, but shook his head and said: "I will ask you the last time, do you really not follow me?"

　　 A glimmer of opportunity flashed in his eyes.

　　 It was just then.

　　嗷——

　　 A strange cry came from the west of Guluo Village.

　　The villagers who lived on hunting lived up to their reputation.

　　 "The fierce beast?!"

　　 "Adult... is a fierce beast!"

　　Huafu man said strangely: "The terrain here is remote and isolated from the abyss. How can there be a beast?"

　　 At this time, they saw the low altitude in the west, a fierce beast shaped like a tiger, majestic, and staring at the people with scorching eyes.

　　 In his mouth, a muddy sword sheath dangling from his mouth.

　　Dense jungle...one after another came out.

　　 Elderly, Luzhou, who is immortal, walks in the forefront.

　　The others followed him, and followed the fierce beast without any haste.

　　 The fierce beast held the scabbard and flew forward.

　　 is not fast, just a little faster than walking.

　　 The sunset passed through the woods and landed on everyone.

　　 Until the beast flew to the entrance of the village and slowly fell.

Luzhou stopped and glanced at the people in Guluo Village, the men in Huafu, the two big wolf dogs, the sticks in the hands of the people in Guluo Village, and finally fell to the ground and hugged The head boy is on Zhenghai.

　　 Other people and apprentices don't know this "youth in Zhenghai" is justified.

　　 But how could Master Luzhou not recognize it?

　　 The appearance of being a boy immediately brought Luzhou's memory back more than three hundred years ago...

　　Luzhou once again swept the people in Zhongguluo Village.

　　With his current cultivation practice, he can destroy the entire village and vent his apprentice, but he did not do so.

　　 There are many things, there are better ways to solve them.

　　 Master didn't speak... The others kept quiet.

　　Luzhou came to Yu Zhenghai, and when he saw that he was dazed, and he had a count in his heart, Wen Sheng asked, "What is your name?"

　　More than three hundred years ago, he asked the same question.

　　Now ask again.

　　 Only to evoke his memory?

　　Yu Zhenghai looked around blankly and replied: "Ah, Ahai..."

　　 Luzhou's eyes dropped, and he stretched out his old, strong hand.

　　 Under the eyes of the jungle.

　　Everyone is at a loss, I don't know why.

　　……

　　……

　　 Everyone in the Devil's Paradise is at a loss, I don't know why Master has such an attitude towards a strange boy.

　　Si Wuya spent quite some time with his brother at night, when his eyes fell on the young Ahai, his eyes were pricked with needles, which made him very uncomfortable.

　　 Even if the clothes stand full of dirt.

　　 No one moves.

　　 There is a Master, everything is enough.

　　Luzhou always maintains a posture to extend its big hand.

　　 waited for the young man Yu Zhenghai to extend his hand.

　　 Alternating life, endless red dust.

　　In Zhuyouzhong, the reincarnation was born.

　　The reincarnation of the Third World, hard to find in a hundred years, the battle is moving, the past is empty?

　　 Yu Zhenghai raised his hand tremblingly.

　　Luzhou saw him at a loss, and showed a faint smile. With his big hand forward, he grabbed his palm and pulled him up.

When 　　 touched, the teenager was in the blank mind of Zhenghai, and several blurry pictures crossed...and suddenly his mind buzzed!

　　 A mess.

　　 indistinct figure, inexplicable sense of familiarity invaded.

　　 This old gentleman... who the **** is it? ! !

　　…

　　 "Slow down."

　　The man in the Chinese suit made a voice.

　　Luzhou glanced at him and said lightly, "Soft practitioners?"

　　 "This is a soft territory. The people here are naturally soft people." The man in the Huafu said, "My name is Gron. I have taken a fancy to this young boy and want to accept him as an apprentice.

　　 "Are you going to take him as a disciple?"

　　Gron nodded: "His roots are good, his talents are good, he is a good material for spiritual practice."

　　 "Your vision is also good." Luzhou said.

　　 At this time, A Dong standing at the entrance of the village said: "Adult, this is a big Yan! Get rid of them!"

　　Goro's cultivation practice was seen by the people of Guro Village, but Goloon ignored the people of Guro Village.

　　 Instead, he looked at Luzhou and others and said, "I want to take this boy."

　　 "It depends on whether you have this skill."

　　 "What do you mean?" Gron asked.

　　Goron wanted to get started, but felt that the practitioners behind the old man all exuded a mysterious atmosphere.

　　 Unfathomable!

　　The villagers of Guluo Village did not know what kind of cultivation these people did, but they watched the excitement with great interest.

　　Luzhou ignored everyone, the old big hand, at this time produced a touch of vitality energy, the vitality entered the body of Zhenghai, and detected his Dantian Qihai.

　　 This is a practitioner!

　　 intuitively told Yu Zhenghai that he was saved.

　　……

　　Luzhou looked at the young boy Yu Zhenghai, Fusu pointed to Guluo Village, and the man in the Chinese costume said: "Do you want to defeat them?"

　　 Yu Zhenghai nodded blankly.

　　 was at a loss, he didn't know what Luzhou was going to do. Nodded because he wanted to beat this group of people more than anyone, and even beat the word, it was too light, and it was not too much to change to "kill".

　　 "Think." The boy Yu Zhenghai responded.

"it is good."

　　Luzhou said indifferently, "Do your own thing, do it yourself. The old man told you that you would kill, would you be willing?"

　　The boy Yu Zhenghai nodded: "Yes."

　　 "This world is full of people who want to learn the means of an old man... If you want to learn, then you have to worship the old man as a teacher, are you willing?"

　　 The disciples of Motiange who didn't know the truth were taken aback.

　　 What's wrong with the patriarch today? Suddenly want to accept a young boy as a disciple? why?

　　The young man met the eyes of Luzhou in Zhenghai.

　　 one old and one young, with four eyes facing each other.

　　 Three hundred years ago...Luzhou didn't ask that.

　　Three hundred years later, Luzhou fulfilled Yu Zhenghai's wish for Ji Tiandao.

　　 Perhaps it was a hazy familiarity. Yu Zhenghai felt that the old man had an inexplicable feeling in front of him... coupled with the eagerness to leave the dangerous place, Yu Zhenghai leaned towards Luzhou in his heart.

　　 Juvenile Yu Zhenghai was a little hesitant... because Yu Shangrong once said that he had a better master, and that the master was waiting for him in Dayan.

　　 "But... I, I already have a master." Yu Zhenghai said.

　　 This remark came out.

　　 Several villagers in Guluo Village laughed.

　　A Dong哂 smiled and said: "Useless waste... Ahai, just like you have a master? You can't beat me!"

　　 "It takes a long time to move things, and adults say you have talents, and you still have your nose on your face!"

　　 "You can't beat the two wolf dogs in Guluo Village!"

　　……

　　Luzhou Wensheng said: "It doesn't matter, if you can defeat them, the old man will take you to find a teacher."

　　 Anyway, he is also an old man.

　　 The boy Yu Zhenghai was overjoyed, he no longer hesitated, and fell to his knees.

　　 three consecutive headshots.

　　 Every head sank into the mud, and the forehead was also covered with mud.

　　Everyone is puzzled.

　　 There is only Si Wuya, and some emotions can't be restrained... The mood is complicated, and the emotions are very mixed.

　　A Dong, a gentleman from Guluo Village, laughed again: "Just him? He can beat me, and I cut off my head!"

　　Luzhou ignored the people of Guluo Village.

　　 He looked at the young boy Yu Zhenghai who was climbing up, and put his big hand on his shoulder: "Own things, do it yourself, your heart knot, solve it yourself."

　　 "Yes, Master."

　　Luzhou looked at Yu Zhenghai, but stretched his hand to the side and said, "Here comes the knife."

　　 "Ah?" Pan Zhong wondered.

　　 Si Wuya waved his sleeve.

　　Pan Chong quickly went up and put the jasper knife in his arms in Luzhou's hands.

　　Luzhou said: "If you worship the old man as a teacher, the old man will give you the knife and get it."

　　Yu Zhenghai is completely in a state of coercion.

　　 When the big knife was between his palms.

　　 touched the blade with both palms, cold into the bone.

　　 Another strong sense of familiarity hit his mind... The knife was like a part of his body, making him tremble.

　　He didn't understand why this happened!

　　 He looked at the knife with surprise and thought, and it was inexplicable.

　　Luzhou turned his palm.

　　 A wooden stick fell into the palm.

　　 "The old man will learn and sell now, pass you a set of knife skills." Luzhou said slowly.

　　 Those Guluo villagers laughed more cheerfully.

　　 Yu Zhenghai nodded: "Well."

"Listen."

　　Luzhou turned back and stepped into the middle of the open space, "This knife method starts from the knowledge of thousands of blades, between the fingers -"

　　 He danced in place, suddenly left and right.

　　The stick moves back and forth in the palm of your hand.

　　Coherent movements, clean and neat...

　　 everyone looked at this old man with awe in awe as he taught one of the most powerful swordsmanship in the world, staring at his every move.

　　Knives are familiar knives, and knives are familiar knives.

　　 melted into the blood, carved into the soul, never dared to forget.

　　The young man Yu Zhenghai instinctively waved the jasper knife in his hand.

　　Luzhou showed a satisfied look and continued to wave the stick:

　　 "The wind is silent, the qi is like water, the light is shadowless, and the knife is scarless--"

　　The villagers of Guluo Village looked more and more and felt that this old head was neurotic.

　　 Probably did not feel the fluctuation of the vitality, and the simple dance of the knife method was really a little funny and boring.

　　 Even the Gorion, who is also a practitioner, cannot understand.

　　What is this old man doing?

　　Teach a young boy who has just met?

　　 "Hainan Baichuan!"

　　Luzhou speeded up, leaned forward, and the stick suddenly poked towards a tree ahead.

boom!

　　Branch branches through the tree, leaving a hollow hole.

　　 suddenly opened their eyes.

　　 "All together."

　　Luzhou's tiptoe, a little vitality was released.

　　From Dantian Qihai, into the eight channels of the odd meridian, into the arm and wrist, to the palm.

　　 Each action is as detailed and slow as possible.

　　 vented his vitality and jumped into the air.

　　 Throwing a stick——

　　 "Yes, Daxuan Tianzhang."

　　The wooden stick burst out from the dense small windmill like a star-shaped knife and twirled.

　　 Bang Bang Bang!

　　 The trees within tens of meters around are all cut off by Xuantianxingmang!

　　 The wind stopped and the "knife" fell.

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