My Disciples Are All Villains

　　 When Carroll, the soft **** of war, died.

　　On the west side of the sky, in the main camp of the soft people, a round purple light candle dimly extinguished.

　　 has been guarding the guards of Carol's camp. When he saw that the candle was extinguished and the purple circle disappeared, he stared.

　　 "Come here!"

　　 "Subordinates are here."

　　 "Notify everyone west of Tianceng, retreat! No mistakes!"

"Yes!"

　　……

　　Soft practitioners and the army, after receiving the news of the death of the **** of war, the morale collapsed by three points. Follow all orders and withdraw softness. At this point, west of the sky, it gradually subsided.

　　At the same time, under the leadership of Luzhou, Motiange flew all the way across the sky.

　　 The lofty sky is not high.

　　Flying halfway, the wind and snow filled and the temperature dropped suddenly.

　　The cold wind is like a sword, constantly destroying everyone's body protection.

　　Pan Litian once crossed the sky, and has enough experience about it.

He laid down the wind and blocked the endless snow and shouted: "The old decay has tried in the southern sky, and there is an insurmountable height there. It is acceptable here. After a while, we will reach the top of the sky and concentrate on it. Just be angry."

　　 The power of the collective is naturally far more than the individual.

　　Mingshi asked: "How did the gang of soft people come together?"

Pan Litian said: "Three ways, one is to detour from the north; the second is to use flying churns; the third is to dig a cave in the middle of the sky to communicate things. But because of the frequent wars, gradually It's blocked."

　　 "Teached." Ming Shiyin said.

　　 During the speech, the wind became louder and louder.

　　 Everyone raised their heads.

　　 "Old resistance first!"

　　 The golden gourd bloomed, the five-leaf dharma body whirls upward, and the cone-like golden gangue is against the waterfall-like wind and snow, and it is on the sky. The others followed, and flew up together.

　　 Then everyone took turns to start the dharma body.

　　Only the small conch's dharma body stayed in the stage of ten squares, and it was difficult to follow Luzhou's side.

　　 In front of high-level practitioners, her speed is really not keeping up.

　　The conch showed a difficult look.

　　 "Little sister, let's go!"

　　 "Little Sister!"

　　 "Haha... Little Sister, while the little sister is not strong, get a good relationship! Let me help you!"

　　 Duanmusheng, Mingshiyin, Si Wuya, Xiaoxuan'er, and others all made a gang of gas, dragging below, and blocking the wind and snow above.

　　 "Thank you brother and sister!"

　　 Conch was relieved.

　　 also made up his mind to become stronger in a short time.

　　 To the north, at the end of the sky, is the unclear mountain river... To the south, you can't see how high the sky is, like walking on the back of a high mountain.

　　 The mountains and seas are vast, and the snow blows.

This is true all year round.

　　Finally, the demons all flew to the sky, and landed on the ground.

　　Watch beautiful mountains and rivers.

　　Zanxuan has already reached the top of the sky, sitting and watching, like a giant petrified lion.

　　 "Will be Ling Lingding, a glance at the small mountains." Luzhou praised.

　　 "Good poetry good poetry!"

　　 Mingshi applauded because of it.

　　 Duan Musheng turned his head and looked at Ming Shiyin... Ming Shiyin closed his mouth immediately.

　　 Even if he is now a seven-leaf... But the thought of Brother San was the four-leaf after cutting the lotus, his temper suddenly disappeared.

　　Duanmusheng turned back and said: "Good poetry."

　　 Ming Shiyin: "?????"

　　Pan Litian said: "There are rumors in the world that the disciples have cultivation and bravery; but now it seems to be slandering. This poem is also unrivaled!"

　　 "Do you understand poetry?" Si Wuya turned and asked.

　　 "Slightly know the fur."

　　 "......"

　　What are you blowing? Speechless.

　　 Appreciating a moment, Luzhou said: "Xia Tian Cang."

　　 The people nodded, leapt to the sky, and swept down.

　　 After a while, everyone fell off the mountain.

　　Luzhou Landing Road: "In addition to the conch, others will find separately... In case of danger, priority is given to self-protection."

　　 "Observe!"

　　Everyone scattered, and swept low towards the west.

　　Without the stationing of the Ruri and Loulan people, west of the sky, it became peaceful and quiet.

　　……

　　Ten days passed.

　　East of the abyss, north of the sky.

　　 Yun Nu River, across the whole continent.

　　Many villages are built along the river.

　　Guro Village.

　　An old gentleman is introducing the situation in the village to a man in a Chinese suit——

　　 "Adult, there are more than 20 children in this village about ten years old this year. They are very obedient. Please accept them, they will definitely become the greatest practitioners and the most brave warriors of Ruri."

　　The man in the Chinese costume shook his head and said, "I have already seen their qualifications and they are not suitable for spiritual practice. Are there any other children who recommend it?"

　　 "Adult, what do you think of older children?"

　　 "I've seen it a few years earlier...Forget it, I'll go to the next village." The man in the Chinese suit was about to leave Yukong.

　　 Two young people in the village, holding sticks, drove a teenager wearing a robe back to the village.

　　 "Ahai, don't look at it, move things back, I won't beat you today." Young man A Dong said.

　　 "Don't think about running... It's messy outside now. You can only starve to death when you go out like this."

　　 From time to time, the two run against the young boy named "Ahai".

　　 The man in the Chinese suit glanced at random, wondering: "Is this?"

　　 said the old man: "Sir, this is our slave in Guluo Village."

　　 "Slave?"

　　 The old man waved towards Ahai: "Ahai, come here—"

　　Ahai put the things down and came over.

　　Huafu man looked at him, saw the wound on his body, and the hostility in his eyes, he said: "Da Yanren?"

"Yes. We in the village of Gu Luo often capture Dayan people as slaves. This brute force is not small, very tenacious. The ordinary Dayan slaves can't stand suffering long ago, and committed suicide. He can persist until now." The old man said .

　　 The man in the Chinese suit waved it easily.

　　 A gang blade crossed Ahai's shirt.

　　 On his body, there are very clear scars, scary lines, all over his chest.

　　 "The bones are good and the talents are good... Unfortunately, I am not a soft person." The man in Huafu sighed and shook his head.

　　A Dong哂 said with a smile: "Hey, I didn't expect A Hai to be a material for cultivation."

　　 The old man shook his head: "Unfortunately, he is a big Yan."

　　 The man in the Chinese suit flashed, and said, "It's not impossible..."

　　 The old man did not speak.

　　 He seemed to understand the meaning of the man in the Chinese suit.

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　　How could Ahai not understand.

　　In this Guluo village, all he suffered was some pain on his skin, and he could always find hope of escape.

　　 But if it falls into the hands of practitioners, then he will never lose.

　　 Without saying anything...

　　Ahai turned around and ran!

　　A Dong sneered again and again: "Running again. Did you see... Da Yanren is just as stupid as a pig."

　　 He raised his hand and whistled.

The strong men in the village and the wolf dog ran out.

　　 was injured originally, and how could Ahai, who has trouble walking, escape.

　　咻!

　　 Someone picked up a slingshot to shoot!

boom!

　　 hit Ahai's lap.

　　Ahai lay on the ground, several villagers suddenly swarmed up and kicked.

　　Ahai hugged his head and said nothing.

　　I don't know why... He always feels very familiar with this scene.

　　Every time he tried to think back, his mind was blank and he could not catch anything.

　　Life is a reincarnation...

　　 Without seeking change, will eventually repeat itself.

　　Huafu men raised their hands: "Stop."

　　 "Bah, Dayan people are cheap bones."

　　The villagers of Guluo Village stopped to move back.

　　Huafu man walked over and said, "This will kill him."

"It's just dead. Isn't it that our Ruoli people are bullied by his Dayan? My family of ten people, six of them died under Dayan's iron hooves. Yongshou, the dog emperor's westward expedition, how many of us died? It’s cheaper to die!"

　　 "That's it! It's too cheap for him! If you want to be a slave for a lifetime in Guluo Village, if you die, you will dump eight pieces to feed the dog."