My Disciples Are All Villains

Chang Yan returned to the cave.

The disciples of Duanlin School stood up one after another.

Shao Jinhan, as a big disciple of Duanlin School, is now coordinating the affairs of the school. Several elders could not close their doors, he could only resist the heavy burden.

"Brother, do you want to tell Grandpa?" Someone said.

Shao Jinhan shook his head and said:

"It must be said that after removing the Devil's Pavilion ... Grandpa Patriarch is approaching. The golden lotus is almost the same as the death. The Duanlin School has come to today and has to make some unconventional means.

Several core disciples nodded.

Shao Jinhan continued: "In addition, all disciples of Duanlin School should not slash golden lotus. Whether they can gain a foothold in the practice circle depends on this time."

……

Night came.

Mo Tian Ge is quiet.

On the north side, on the cliff rock halfway up the hill, the three elders looked up to the moon.

"The old man really can't understand how the pavilion master did it ... there is a heavy spell power in the gang blade, and even a master of Tianshi Dao is difficult to clear." Pan Litian said leaning on a stone.

Hua Wudao said: "Elder Pan can't figure it out, and I don't even understand it. I have repeatedly confirmed Princess Yongning's eight meridians and the destroyed meridians have been magically restored."

The two looked at Leng Luo with a silver mask on their faces and did not speak.

Leng Luo glanced at the moonlight and said:

"Leng is a little younger than the patriarch, but it's a little known. Such a strange healing method has never been seen before."

"Old cold, you weren't injured at the time, and you can survive if you explode?" Pan Litian asked.

Leng Luo glanced at Pan Litian, which old thing, which pot would not be opened.

Seeing that Leng Luo didn't speak, Pan Litian stopped making jokes about him, and said, "How much do the two think that the patriarch hides?"

Hua Wudao shook his head: "On the surface, the Pavilion Lord has only the cultivation of God's court, but in fact it should still be at the peak of Baye."

"The Patriarch is indeed unfathomable ... However, the old deceased thinks, is it possible that the Patriarch has entered the nine leaves?" Pan Litian said with a smile.

The two looked at Pan Litian at the same time.

In fact, Leng Luo and Hua Wudao had this idea for a long time.

The question is, if the pavilion master is nine leaves, why should he spend such a great spirit, pretending to be a divine realm of cultivation, instead of sweeping the forces that pretend to be the demon heaven pavilion? Instead, let those forces grow and organize what kind of demonic alliance?

"Nine leaves ... It's unlikely, but since the patriarch has actively made the practice of cutting the golden lotus public, it shows that his old man also pursues nine leaves."

"It makes sense ... What's the explanation for Princess Yongning?" Pan Litian said.

Leng Luo glanced, toes a little, light as a yan, straight and negative, flying towards Motiange, saying, "Leng will not tell you even if he knows."

"Elder Flower, how about you?" Pan Litian looked at Hua Wudao with a good eye, "Don't be afraid, although the old age is older than you, but this big Devil Heaven Pavilion, you two can talk to the old age."

Amount ...

Flower was indifferent for a moment, why did this sound a little infiltrating?

He quickly stood up and said, "I still have something to do. I will spend three months on Sanye, and I will protect her."

"Presbyopia ... wouldn't it be a mistake you made when you were young?" Pan Litian laughed.

Hua Wudao's old face was embarrassed, stepped on the gossip circle, and walked away from the rock.

For a time, only Pan Litian was left on the rock.

Pan Litian simply lay on the rock horizontally, looked at the bright moon, and confused himself: "... If the old is two hundred years younger, it will be fine ..."

Just finished feeling.

There was a rustling sound below——

Rustle.

Rustle.

Pan Litian's ear moved, and he shot the rock with one palm.

boom!

The whole person spins up, and then falls down.

The majestic voice sounded: "Where is the little thief."

Immediately afterwards, a palm print floated towards the jungle halfway up the mountain.

boom!

The palm print fell into the jungle and disappeared.

The rustle also disappeared.

"Yeah, so fast." Pan Li dived down the sky, skimmed through the jungle, and disappeared.

Although Pan Litian ’s cultivation practice has not been completely restored, and the Great War Bama was seriously damaged, it does not mean that those practitioners can easily escape from under his eyes.

Rustle.

"Where to go!"

Pan Litian threw out the gourd in his hand, swiftly like lightning, swooping down the mountain.

However, Jiang is always old and spicy. When chasing down the mountain, Pan Litian stopped and was not chasing.

"Want to tune the tiger away from the mountain? How old will you be fooled!"

Talk, ready to fly back.

At this moment, the sound came from the foot of the mountain--

"Senior, why not come down and talk about it."

"Ok?"

Pan Litian frowned slightly and turned to look at the dark jungle, "Who are you?"

"The junior Zhen Cang school was sealed." The seal came out from behind the giant tree.

"Seal?"

Pan Litian did not recognize such a small person, thought for a moment, without an impression, hummed, "Here Jinting Mountain, Motian Pavilion, old deceased to advise, and leave at a speed. If you let the disciples of Mo Tiange catch it, you will be at your own risk . "

Feng Liu bowed and said: "Feng Qinghe, the master of the school's Zhen Cang school, has had several ties with the seniors."

"Are you a disciple of Feng Qinghe?"

"Exactly."

Zhen Cang School was originally one of the ten famous schools. When Jingming Road was brilliant, it was natural to make friends with it.

Pan Litian fell down ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ looked away and said, "What are you looking for?"

Feng Liu just wanted to make a long speech, Pan Litian directly said in a deep voice: "Long story short, old time is precious."

Feng Liu was stunned, he wanted to say it again from the righteousness of Zhengdao, and then mention the matter of Jingmingdao being destroyed by Yu Zhenghai. In the end, Yu Zhenghai was also a disciple of Mo Tiange. Pan Litian was in the enemy's den, but Unexpectedly, Pan Litian never gave him a chance.

"Senior Senior, the Righteous Slaying Devil Alliance has been formed ... Devil's Pavilion will be destroyed sooner or later ..."

Call!

Pan Litian suddenly threw out the gourd in his hand, and the gourd shone with gold.

Sealed her arms for one stop, slammed, backed three steps, and stabilized her figure.

"The old predecessors did not reduce that year, the cultivation base is indeed recovering, but unfortunately the internal injury is serious ..." Feng Liu said.

Pan Litian's heart moved, but he didn't expect that Feng Qinghe's disciples had such a high level of cultivation, so he said quietly: "You are looking for old age, do you want the relationship between the old age and the devil's pavilion?"

"The magic road is rampant, everyone is to blame. Yu Zhenghai is rampant in Kyushu, the people do not talk about life! Old seniors ..."

"shut your mouth."

Pan Litian's voice was deep.

"Ok ... Since that's the case, please ask the old seniors to honor their promises ... Old seniors, the teacher at that time helped you leave Jingming Dao smoothly, you will not forget?" Feng Liu said. .

Pan Litian did not speak.

Feng Liu bowed and said: "It's true not to hide, Feng Ping is my younger brother. He encountered Ji Laomo in Liangzhou and lost everything. He has become a waste person. The requirements of the juniors are not high. Just pick one and abolish him. Between you and your teacher, you'll be clear from now on. How? "