My Disciples Are All Villains

"This will not bother your brother." Si Wuya arched his hand.

Put on a look like a drop off.

Ming Shi hummed a little, and didn't bother to continue nonsense with him, jumped gently, and walked in the air.

"Sooner or later you will fall in my palm."

As the distance receded, the sound echoed, echoing constantly in the mountains. Ming Shiyin also disappeared into view.

Si Wuya marched toward Yu Shangrong: "Thank you Brother Er for making a siege."

"It's impossible to talk about it, and it's true that I'm disappointed to add chaos." Yu Shangrong smiled lightly.

"Dare."

Huang Fengshan already had Bai Yuqing's help to protect him. The sudden appearance of Yu Shangrong not only hurt Bai Yuqing, but also allowed Si Wuji to post his exclusive weapon, how could he not regret it.

Yu Shangrong didn't say anything.

Turning his head to Bai Yuqing: "Master sent you?"

Bai Yuqing put up with pain and said, "The leader deliberately told me not to defy."

Yu Shangrong said, "After returning, tell the master ... what he wants to do, I don't want to care, and I don't bother to care. But don't overdo it ..."

"This……"

Bai Yuqing looked at Si Wuya and showed a helpless expression.

Si Wuya said: "Brother, please go back."

Bai Yuqing arched his hand and said, "Then ... Mr. Qi takes care of him."

He is the first of the White Tiger Palace, and naturally knows the contradiction between Yu Shangrong and the leader. The two have always been in disagreement about doing things ... this disagreement has become more and more fierce with the change of the magic tower.

Where does Bai Yuqing dare to stay?

Yu Shangrong hurt himself and obviously wanted to beat the leader.

Speaking of which, Bai Yuqing is nothing more than a sandwich biscuits.

Ming Shi was flying all the way.

Head towards Mo Tian Ge.

After a long day of flying in the air, Ming Shiyin finally arrived near Tangzi Town.

With a peacock badger, if you go back, you'll make a difference.

Ming Shiyin's confidence is also sufficient.

During this time, Ming Shiyin did not take a good rest. He had been seriously investigating Si Wuya's affairs, and looked a little tired. Coupled with Bai Yuqing's opponent, even if it was not injured, it was more or less affected.

Ming Shiyin simply stayed and rested at the station in Tangzi Town.

"The barrier of Motiange is weakening again." Someone pointed in the direction of Jin Tingshan.

Tangzi Town is not far from Motian Pavilion, but it is not a place to see at a glance ... These people can talk about Motian Pavilion here.

It can be seen how many people are silently watching Motiange behind.

"Going on like this, Motiange will not last for a few years."

"I admire the practice of Grandpa ... Everyone is alive, a face. I would rather live with majesty, and never allow the rat generation to step into the Magic Pavilion!"

In this regard, Ming Shiyin is not unexpected.

The world is full of wonders, magic can exist, it is because like-minded people get together.

As the outstanding person in the magical path, the magical court is naturally awed and worshiped by the people in the magical path. There are also many people who long for Motiange and want to become a disciple of Motiange.

Unfortunately……

Master is really old.

No longer accepting disciples.

"Majesty can't stand it for a few years. Someone saw it yesterday, and the barrier was reduced by a third. Motiange does not seem to intend to repair the barrier."

"It's not easy to repair ... the energy required for the barrier is basically impossible in a few years. A few years ... it's almost old."

"That makes sense ..."

Ming Shiyin glanced at those people.

No interruption, but drinking tea by myself.

"I heard that Tianjianmen is going to challenge Motiange ... Tianjianmen is a dog jumping off the wall."

Hear that.

Ming Shiyin stood up, came to the practitioners, sat down, and asked, "Tian Jian Men wants to hit the Demon Pavilion?"

There is no sense of violation.

The station is like this, people come and go, and the news is naturally well informed.

"Luo Changfeng, the gatekeeper of Tianjianmen, died in the hands of the ancestor of Motiange. Luo Xingkong is such a son. And you may not know that Zhou Jifeng, the great disciple of Tianjianmen, went to Motiange .It is said that Luoxing hadn't fallen asleep for three days, "said the bearded practitioner on the left.

"Luo Xingkong has already launched a convening post to a big name gate. Maybe, another wave of attack will be made before the master of the Grand Demon Pavilion."

Ming Shiyin laughed: "Luo Xingkong, this old immortal, is so brave?"

Immortal?

People in a circle looked towards Ming Shiyin.

"Why do the brothers use so harsh words, just talk after the tea, don't substitute personal feelings." The bearded practitioner smiled.

Ming Shi simply didn't care because he said, "Luo Xingkong sent a rally?"

"That's right ... except for Jingming Dao, all of them received convening posts. I don't know if Yuntian Luo Sanzong will participate."

"Luo Xingkong's confidence, Tianjianmen is already like this."

At this time, the person opposite said, "You can't say the same thing. Luo Xingkong retreats for many years and cannot be underestimated. Moreover, the barrier of the magic tower is weakening. Perhaps this is also an opportunity."

Ha ha.

Ming Shiyin stood up and laughed loudly, saying:

"Which encirclement of Jin Tingshan is not this argument, tired of hearing ... Even if there is no Grand Master Mo Tiange, and his apprentice."

"That makes sense."

Having said that.

Ming Shiyin left the post.

at the same time.

In the hall of the Motian Pavilion ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ Luzhou looked at the price of the "Eight Method Express" on the interface: 20,000 points.

Seeing this price, Luzhou plans to draw a wave of prizes to try his luck.

"lottery."

"Ding, this lottery consumed 50 merit and got a reversal card * 3."

Good luck.

The last lucky draw consumed 100 points of lucky value. This time, winning consecutive prizes made Luzhou feel a little surprised.

The lottery really looks at the timing and face.

"lottery."

"Ding, this lottery consumes 50 merit and gets a deadly block * 5."

better than nothing.

This item seems to have been triggered once from the beginning and has not been triggered since.

Looks very tasteless.

"lottery."

"Ding, this lottery consumes 50 merit. Thank you for your patronage. Lucky value +1."

The winning streak was finally ended.

Luzhou closed the system interface.

At this moment, Xiao Jieer came in happily and said happily, "Master, four brothers are back!"

"it is good."

Luzhou's gaze looked outside the Motiange Hall.

Ming Shiyin came in from outside at this time.

Holding peacock badger in both hands.

"Master, Tuer has found out that what happened to Yunquelou was indeed the traitor Si Wuya's plan. Huang Fengshan was his intelligence point. Unfortunately, Si Wuya was protected by a master and I only seized his weapon.

Luzhou remembered the merit points obtained from the previous two consecutive punishments and nodded slightly: "Come up."

Ming Shiyin passed the peacock to his hands.

[Ding, recycle the peacock pheasant of the sky order weapon, you need to re-refine before you can use it. 】

This is Si Wuya's weapon.

An extremely rare hidden weapon.

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