My Disciples Are All Villains

The words of Zhu Honggong were righteous and righteous, and they were quite imposing.

Brothers kneeling on the ground, glanced at each other, and bowed their heads towards the Gongzhugong:

"Thank you Zhaizhu!"

"?????"

I shouldn't have snotted tears, moved, refused to leave?

"Zhaizhu, please rest assured ... I will certainly not disappoint your expectations."

"Go! A group of unconscience!"

帮 The brethren quickly got up and hurried away.

Tong Mingshi waved his hand, and the vines blocking the way disappeared one by one.

He doesn't need to care about this group of babies. Besides, they are still under the hands of the Communists of Zhu Hong, and it is a good thing to let them leave.

"Don't be attached to this broken cottage! Motiange can't stand you?" Ming Shi said because he saw Zhu Honggong with a pity.

"Brother ... this tiger tiger cottage is all my hard work, and I have given my feelings to everything, everything."

"Go!"

Wu Mingshi gave him a glance, it was time, and he was still pretending!

Zhu Zhuhong quickly said, "Let's go ..."

The two walked towards the Tiger Mountain.

"Old eight ... what are you wearing?" Ming Shiyin remembered the scene that appeared just as he walked.

Zhu Zhuhong hurriedly put away his clothes and said, "Brother ... don't give me an idea!"

Wu Mingshi shook his head and said, "Okay, don't cover it up, thinking I don't know. I just didn't expect that Lao Qi really helped you get Baochen clothes."

"..."

"You haven't been killed by those bald donkeys, it's okay!" Ming Shiyin thumbs up.

"Hey, average."

The two left in the air.

at the same time.

[Ding, capture the culprits Zhu Honggong, reward 1000 merit points. 】

This surprised Luzhou slightly.

His original intention was to let Ming Shiyin touch the bottom of Lao Qi ... Now it seems that Ming Shiyin has captured Old Eight back.

It ’s okay to just grab it back and save the province from harm.

In the Demon Pavilion, Luzhou looked at the system interface—

Name: Luzhou

Race: Human Race

Xiu Xiu: The Eight Seas of Vatican.

Merit points: 13312

法身: Liuli clutch

Remaining life: 5988 days

Props: Critical Strike * 1, Invulnerable Strike * 2, Critical Block * 7 (Passive), Cage Bonding * 4, Refining Symbol * 2, Ji Tiandao Peak Experience Card * 1, Bai Ze (while resting ...), 狴jail.

Weapons: Unnamed, Passionate (Master: Ye Tianxin, need to be re-refined before use), Chopping Sword, Brahma 绫, Tears Box.

Gong Gong Fa: "Three Volumes of Heaven Book".

两 After two days, Shirasawa is still showing rest.

Luzhou shook his head to fight the Ten Witches, consuming too much energy. I don't know how long it will take to rest.

Luzhou glanced at the system mall again.

There are no time-limited treasure chests.

Luzhou thought about it ... decided to come for a wave of daily lottery.

After the 25th consecutive draw, the lucky value accumulated to 19 points perfectly.

The current merit value is also sufficient to support the tolerance of the lottery ... Of course, except for the top.

"Elder Flower asks." A voice came from outside.

Wu Hua walked in with a little exhaustion.

The battle between Xun and Sword Master Luo XIII almost allowed him to overdraw all his strength.

Wu Hua came to the hall without a word ... respectfully, a tribute to Landing State.

Luzhou wondered, "What's up with the elder?"

Wu Hua arched and said, "The Lord ... I really want something."

"But it doesn't matter." Luzhou said calmly.

"In the past few days, I have thought about it before, this matter has not been able to let go ..." Hua Wudao continued, "What I want for this old bone is related to Ding Fanqiu."

"Oh?"

"Ding Fanqiu was born in Yunzong, and he was also entrusted to me. In the final analysis, the culprit is me, nothing to do with him ..." Hua Wudao said.

I did not wait for Luzhou to speak.

I heard Duan Musheng's rage outside--

"Elder Flower! I don't agree!"

Wu Hua looked back without a word.

Duanmu Sheng, with an angry look, walked step by step holding the overlord gun.

Prestige 凛凛!

"Ding Fanqiu pretends to be the devil of the heavenly court, and in accordance with our rules, unloads eight pieces and throws it out to feed the dog! You are the devil of the heavenly court, but thinking of outsiders?" Duanmusheng said.

Yanhua blushed old and bland.

Wu Duanmusheng continued: "Whether you and Luo Shisan win or lose, I don't care. Ding Fanqiu will never let him go!"

Huh!

Overlord gun on the ground.

Wu Hua was ashamed and said: "I left Yunzong, and I should cut off all the affiliations of Yunzong. Ding Fanqiu is the last connection ..."

"Exactly! Elder Hua killed him to show your attitude!" Duanmu Sheng said.

"..."

Qi Hua has no words in his heart ...

Duanmu Sheng is his destiny!

Anyway, every time I saw him, Huawudao felt panicky.

I will not talk about this matter. Since being a sparring officer, Duan Musheng has asked him to practice if he has nothing to do, repeated defeats, repeated defeats!

Wu Huadao sometimes wonders whether Duanmusheng has lost too much and it doesn't look good to him.

"No more ..."

He arched at Landing State. "I'm willing to be punished."

However ...

Luzhou slowly got up, and the hand went down the stairs. His eyes were flat on the flowers, and he said slowly, "This seat can put Ding Fanqiu."

Say this.

Duanmu Sheng widened his eyes.

Flower Wudao heart stunned.

"Governor ..."

"But there is a condition." Luzhou negative hand.

"Please tell me ... Although I left Yunzong, I still have some right to speak. Some elders in Yunzong will give some thin noodles." Hua Wudao thought it was time for Yunzong to get something out.

"This seat only needs black mandarin lotus."

Qi Hua Wudao: "..."

He froze.

Duanmusheng also choked ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ Huanwudao's eyes opened wide ... said, "Golden Master, how precious is this mangrove lotus, how could Yunzong exchange black mangrove lotus for Ding Fanqiu! ... "

Luzhou waved his hand: "Don't hurry to refuse first, go back and think carefully."

花 Even if Hua Wudao's cheek is thick, I am sorry to say more.

He arched his hand and left the hall respectfully.

Wu Duanmusheng arched his hand and said, "Master, this old thing has a different heart, or else ..."

"No need."

Luzhou waved his hand, "Give him some more time."

Xuan Duanmusheng did not dare to disagree, but said, "What does Master want this mangrove lotus to do?"

"Your little teacher and sister are not well-connected ... Hei Mulian is a genius and a treasure, and is best suited to open the breath."

"Master, why do you have to rely on black mandarins?"

"Forcing to open the sea of ​​gas, the effect is not as good as that of Magnolia." Luzhou said.

"The child understands."

At the same time, Xiao Jieer ran in outside the hall.

"Master, four brothers are back!" Xiao Jie smiled.

之外 Outside the hall.

Tong Mingshi Yin and the old eight Zhuhong were extremely slow to come.

Zhu Honggong took a small step and was even more shy than the bride.

Tong Mingshi glared at him and said, "It's all been at Motiange, and it's grinding. Believe me, I broke your leg and carried you over?"

"Don't don't ... I just have some urgency."

Zhu Zhuhong looked at the familiar environment, the buildings ... and the Motian Pavilion he was most afraid of.