My Disciples Are All Villains

The sudden reward of merit points made Luzhou stunned.

How devout?

Are these evildoers not all going to do good deeds?

I was thinking, Xiao Jieer ran in from the outside.

"Master, four brothers are killing people!"

Luzhou sat upright and said lightly, "What is it?"

Xiao Xiaoyuer then told what he saw and heard at the foot of the mountain.

Luzhou heard the words, frowned slightly.

Xun Yanyue Palace's nuns are under Ye Tianxin's men. Ye Tianxin has been imprisoned, and the rest is just a piece of loose sand. This courage is not ordinary.

"You can handle these little things," Luzhou said softly.

"Oh."

Xiao Xieer muttered, "Master is so restful, and the pupils will stare."

Luzhou leaned on the chair, holding his forehead, and continued to take a nap.

抽 The raffle draws are so popular these past few days, how can anyone care about these broken things?

Alas.

Foothills of Jinting Mountain.

Tong Mingshi smiled at the evil charm and said, "Why, are you upset?"

For a moment, the black robe practitioner just wanted to say something, and Moser Long behind him issued a crisp ringtone. The black robe practitioners suppressed the dissatisfaction and flew back to the dark dragon owl.

The other black robe practitioners lined up as a team, waiting for orders.

Soon after, there was a voice in the ink dragon:

"Mr. Four, can you meet with the respected teacher?"

声音 This sound carries a strong sound, which doesn't sound strong, but the vitality in it, even if it is a strong man with eight veins, has to suffer.

Wu Mingshi said in disapproval: "Is it true that your teacher can see you like a cat or a dog?"

"..."

There was a silent silence in the dark dragon.

Although other black robe practitioners did not move, they could feel that there was a slight anger on their bodies.

"While I'm in a good mood, let it go."

Tong Mingshi is indeed in a good mood today, and he is telling the truth.

These words sounded a little insulting to the other party.

Just when Ming Shi was about to turn into the barrier:

Humming--

A sound of energy resonance appeared.

The female nuns at Pu Yanyue Palace slumped on the ground and looked in horror at the black body on the dark dragon's cymbal.

Ok?

Wu Mingshi looked up.

Opened the four-leaf Baijie Cave's dark ink body, about five feet tall.

下 Under the increase of the Dharma Body, the black robe practitioners around the Moss Dragon Crest actually have a subtle resonance, and the breath also strengthens several times.

"Mr. Si, are you eligible to meet the teacher now?

Alas.

Wu Mingshi frowned slightly.

Such a strong hand, except Master, can only be dealt with by Master. It is a pity that Jin Tingshan has long lost its glory.

Tong Mingshi said in a cold voice: "It turned out to be a master of Yuan Shen's robbery. If you come here to show off your force, I'm afraid you've come to the wrong place."

"How dare you."

His voice became thicker and thicker, "Mocha Sect Zuo Xinchan, sincerely begged to meet with Ji Ji seniors, and I hope that Mr. Si will recommend him!"

After this sentence fell.

The black robe practitioners around the sag fell.

The ink-colored dragonfly followed suit and fell to the ground.

I creaked, creaked ...

Zuo Xinchen slowly walked out of the ink dragon 辇.

Dark-skinned, withered pupils, like little malnourished old men.

"This is my sincerity." Zuo Xinchan waved his hand.

Dozens of black robe practitioners stepped back one by one.

I left only four people left and right.

Zuoxin Zen's eyes are on Ming Shi Yin.

Alas.

Wu Mingshi shook his head, threatened me, and scared me?

I was about to refuse, Xiao Jie's voice came quietly.

"Four Brothers ..."

Xiao Xiaojie's figure appeared outside the barrier and said, "Master, please."

Zuo Xinchen slowly raised his head, saw the little kite floating in Yukong, nodded and admired: "It was Mr. Jiu, and I heard it for a long time."

"My name is so big?"

"More than that."

Zuo Xinchen was in a hurry and said, "Mr. Nine entered Jinting Mountain at the age of ten, jumped into Tongxuan on the tenth day, condensed in March, opened the veins of the Vatican in two years, and entered the temple in three years. No one is comparable to Mr. Nine. "

Wu Mingshi was speechless.

Is this a master of four-leaf golden lotus?

Slap the flattery too.

Xiao Xiaojie listened to it and laughed, "You know how to say it. Master said, see you in front of the temple."

Zuoxinchan nodded slightly, glanced back.

数十 Dozens of practitioners have taken a step back.

Zuo Xinchen led his subordinates into the barrier under the leadership of Ming Shiyin.

When Xun entered the barrier, Zuo Xinchen paused, scaring the nuns at the Yanyue Palace.

He hummed softly, and Zuo Xin Zen went up the mountain.

Alas.

魔 天 阁.

Luzhou Duan sits on the main hall and stands high.

In this position, he hasn't sat for a long time.

Wu Duanmusheng, Zhou Jifeng and Pan Zhong are among the three.

After a short while, Ming Shiyin appeared in the distance with a left heart Zen and slowly entered.

"Mocha Sect Zuo Xinchan, I have met Ji Ji seniors."

Zuo Xinchen made a gesture of holding hands.

Luzhou's eyes glanced at Zuoxin Zen.

I didn't speak.

In the hall of the Demon Tiange, it was quiet.

Luzhou didn't speak, other people dared to speak where they didn't even move.

After a while, Luzhou calmly said, "Give me a seat."

"Thank you."

With this sitting, Zuo Xinchan had the opportunity to raise his head and look at the lord ancestor of the world.

He didn't dare to perceive the cultivation of this strong person as a realm, and only judged by his instinct, the breath of this devil ancestor seems to be normal. However, in the practice world, it is not surprising that hidden practice is commonplace.

I glanced at the surrounding environment at the same time ...

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This ... is Mo Tian Ge.

How many people have heard the frightened Devil's Nest.

"Say, what is it?" Luzhou Fuxu said.

Zuoxin Zen Hu Quan:

"The Mocha Zongjiu heard the name of Jin Tingshan for a long time, and came today to discuss three things. One, Yanyue Palace provoked Mocha Zong three times and five times. Now the master of Ye Gong was captured by the older generation. Female nuns, also hope that the older generation will be handed over to me Mo Su Zong; "

I haven't said the second thing yet.

He Duanmusheng threw off the chain and said, "Yanyue Palace was created by the traitors of Jinting Mountain. Even if it is punished, it won't be your turn?"

"Mr. San makes sense ..."

Zuo Xinchen did not refute, but said, "Second, entrusted by Jingming Tao, Pan Zhong is a traitor to his ancestors, and the Mozhang sect can be left at his disposal. Previously, he wanted to worship the Mozhang sect. These three surnamed family slaves are not worth standing In the Motian Pavilion ... "

He Duanmu Sheng wanted to refute again.

Luzhou slowly raised his hand and said lightly, "Continue."

Zuo Xinchen stooped slightly and said, "If this third thing can be done, the first two things can be ignored." Then he stood up, his voice could not help raising, "After all, Mochazong and Jintianshan Motiange In the same way, under the hostility of the so-called right way. The top ten masters have repeatedly engaged with the older generation, and the power has not only decreased, but has increased a lot. If Mo Tian Ge is willing to join forces with Mo Su Zong ... Invincible. "

"Fuck your mother shit!" Duanmusheng suddenly scolded.