My Disciples Are All Villains

黑 The black rider didn't say anything, so he followed.

Five people are wearing masks and don't know what expression they are.

They put the black horse down the mountain and walked down the steps towards Motiange.

After limping halfway, Fan Xiuwen stopped suddenly and said lightly, "Who is secretive?"

A Tsing Yi shuttled through the forest on the right and jumped from tree to tree.

Xiao Xiaojie stood on the trunk and said, "So ugly."

She said "ugly" rather than scary.

大 "Master ... this demon court is too disrespectful to me! Or ..."

Fan Xiuwen raised his hand and interrupted him.

Then continued to climb the mountain.

He can tolerate the killing of the four black riders in the Ming Dynasty, even if such humiliating words are going to thunder, how can he be the leader of this black ride. When he settled on the black list first, there were more people who abused him than this. Years of trials have long allowed him to see all this.

After meeting Xiao Ren, she made a face toward Ming Shiyin and flew back to the mountain.

This mountain is up and down, and she can come and go like this without restriction. I'm afraid she's the only one. Who made Master spoil her?

Wu Mingshi shook his head because of helplessness and said:

"This is my little sister ... Don't be angry."

Fan Xiuwen calmly said: "It doesn't matter."

After a while.

Everyone came to Motian Pavilion and slowly walked into the hall.

Wu Mingshi glanced at his eyes ... and found that Zhao Yue and Ye Tianxin were also there, but sat in a chair with some exhaustion.

There is also Zhou Jifeng, Pan Zhong, Duan Musheng standing on the left.

Fan Xiuwen was behind him with one hand, his waist stick stood upright.

Twenty-four subordinates, standing in a square shape, followed behind.

The hall of the grandmother was quiet ... the eyes focused on these five people.

Qi Fan Xiuwen's eyes fell directly on Luzhou's body, the old man sitting above the main hall.

At the moment of squinting eyes, Fan Xiuwen was confused ... Rumors that Ji Tiandao's life limit is approaching, and the practice of about 1,000 years will return to heaven and earth as the limit comes.

Fan Xiuwen's judgment of life breath is different from ordinary people ... The old man who is now famous is indeed only about 15 years old. As for Xiu Wei, he can't perceive ... Forcibly perceiving is tantamount to provocation and not very wise.

"Fan Xiuwen ... I have met Ji Ji's predecessors." Fan Xiuwen took the lead in speaking, not humble, not hurry.

Four subordinates arched at the same time.

Luzhou couldn't see their expressions, he seemed very calm, and he couldn't see the mood and anger, saying: "Give me a seat."

The meaning of the word is obvious.

Overlooking, condescending, up-down tone!

Fan Xiuwen took the seat, arching his hand: "I heard that old Ji Ji wanted to see me ... I dare not neglect to lead the black ride, and rushed to Mo Tiange non-stop. I do n’t know old Ji, what can you tell me?"

He touched his beard in Luzhou, followed his fingers on Ye Tianxin's body, and said, "You can recognize this person ..."

Fan Xiuwen looked through the mask and saw Ye Tianxin, who was sitting on the opposite chair, looking extremely white.

He shook his head and said, "I don't know."

I answered frankly.

When Xiao Xieer saw this, he grinned, "This is the sixth disciple my master accepted, my sister, Ye Tianxin ... Hey, traitor!"

"It was the seventh disciple of Motiange, disrespectful." Fan Xiuwen whispered softly.

Luzhou nodded and calmly said: "Yulong Village, do you still have an impression?"

Fan Xiuwen is still.

The heavy armor and the black mask blocked his face and made it hard to see what he was thinking.

Fan Xiuwen shook his head and said he was not impressed.

After all, Yulong Village is too small. As the leader of the black ride, where would he remember such a small village?

"Why do old seniors ask Yulong Village?" Fan Xiuwen asked.

"Ye Tianxin." Luzhou solemnly named Ye Tianxin's name.

Ye Yetian's heart trembled slightly, barely supporting her body, and said lightly: "Yulong Village, there are 354 people in the village. One hundred and fifty years ago, they were slaughtered."

The rest of her did not continue.

After Ye Xingxin left Jin Tingshan, he went to investigate the matter ... After all the hard work, it turned out that they all pointed to her master. This is Ji Tiandao, the owner of this fascinating Motian Pavilion.

Fan Xiuwen nodded and said, "That's the case, I deeply regret the killing of Yulong Village. But ..." He turned sharply and looked at Luzhou. "This is why the old man called me ? "

"Good." Luzhou plainly.

"What do you do with me?"

"The palace and ground plan volume shows that the person who killed Yulong Village is this seat."

Although I did not see Fan Xiuwen's expression.

But there was still a slight movement in his body.

I wonder if it was surprised or nervous.

"What happened?" Fan Xiuwen expressed surprise.

When Luzhou said himself.

Everyone can clearly feel that Ye Tianxin's expression is a bit unnatural.

"Heiqi is the dark part of the royal family of Dayan, the files in the palace will not be recorded naturally." Luzhou calmly said.

Fan Xiuwen arched his hand and said, "It's just a pity ... nowadays, everyone knows that the black rider is the dark part of the royal family."

"Heiqi hasn't gone to Tianjiang?" Luzhou asked.

I hear this question.

Xi Fan Xiuwen seems to have expected this.

He is smart.

From the time he asked Ye Tianxin, he understood what Luzhou wanted to say.

Fan Xiuwen laughed hoarsely, his voice was low, and spread throughout the Motian Pavilion.

"The matter of Yulong Village ... let's set aside for the first time. I come to Motiange, and there is one thing I want to discuss with the older generation."

"Say." Luzhou Road.

"Message from the palace." Fan Xiuwen's attitude also became respectful ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ Mo Tiange's previous actions, the palace is not accountable, including Ming Shi because of killing four black riders, can be written off. There is only one condition-- "

Sunda paused, raised his head, looked around, and said, "That's the Motiange. From now on, you can't interfere with the Dayan royal family for ten years."

There was silence in the hall.

Several apprentices looked at each other.

I also know the four underbelly of Fan Xiuwen, the leader of this mission.

Fortunately, the content of this task is this ... There are many practitioners in the world ... the strong are like forests. Some strong men are afraid of the forces in the palace and will not easily intervene in the various contradictions of the palace; some are recruited into the palace and become one of the great figures.

Fan Xiuwen added after a brief pause: "Heiqi is unwilling to stand against the Demon Pavilion, and he does not have the qualifications and strength ... This statement only represents Heiqi's request, and he hopes the old generation will be successful.

When he finished speaking, he did not continue.

I can also be considered to indicate the intention.

Everyone looked at Luzhou, waiting for his mouth.

However, Ming Shiyin took the lead in opening his mouth: "The last one who spoke loudly here ... has gone to Hexi. Why, you want to learn him too?"

Fan Xiuwen arched his hand: "Dare."

Luzhou Fuxu said: "Leng Luo."

As soon as the two words were spoken, Fan Xiuwen's heart moved and the whole person froze.

"You, are you threatening this seat?"

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