My Disciple Died Yet Again

"Is it a disciple?" I seem to have heard the person who led the way before, but it is not so clear about these.

Seeing that she didn't understand, Wang Xiaoyi explained to her with a serious explanation: "I heard from the masters that only the disciples who entered the room were taught by the teacher's father to teach the fairy tales. Other inner disciples were taught by the brothers."

And this is stressful! However, it can be understood that there are so many disciples of the Church, except for the disciples, the others are divided into six peaks. The disciples of the peak belong to the main head of the peak, and the number of each peak is less than a thousand, and more Million. If it is taught by the chief of the peak, it must not be exhausted. As a result, the identity of the disciples who entered the room did not hesitate.

"Well, the little boy is very well mixed." Zhu Yao squatted and licked his little head.

Wang Xiaoyou was even more proud. She gave her a small eye that "I will cover you in the future." The head is high, like a proud little cock. While avoiding her hand, she proudly continued to show off: "I tell you, I have been practicing three layers of gas, even the masters are not so fast, you said that I am not very powerful."

"Yes, yes, you are very powerful, is the most powerful child." Sure enough, a child, this is to pay attention to the small eyes of praise, how can she refuse. I was brought out by myself. She suddenly had the feeling that my family had grown up.

Wang Xuzhi was accused by her a little embarrassed, red face scratched his head: "Then, how many layers do you have?"

Zhu Yao a plug, the mouth corner pumped, remembering that he was in Yulin Peak for a month, not to mention getting into the air, she now does not know that the aura is a shrimp! She said that the qi into the body, she could not sense.

Is she really old, can't even compare the small radish head? A deep sense of powerlessness suddenly filled the whole body, and could not help but sigh for a long time.

Wang Xuzhi felt her low mood for a moment, and the sparkling eyes suddenly got a little bit of trouble. Pulling her hand hesitated and said: "You... don't be sad, even if you don't get into practice, it's no big deal." Yes, the Kay, who came in with us, just sensed the aura."

Hey, is she really comforting her with a little kid? I feel that my feelings are even worse.

Seeing that she was completely unhappy, Wang Xuzhi’s troubles were caught, and the place turned and then, “Our anyway... Anyway, you will soon be very powerful. If you can’t really practice, you can’t be big... ...a big deal, I... I will raise you!"

Hey~~

Being said by a small radish head, I have to say that I have to raise myself. This is the first time I have been living for more than 20 years. Although this little child has always insisted that she is her because of her own ass. Daughter-in-law, she is just watching jokes. Just she just pretended to be low and wanted to tease him. I did not expect that he would be so serious to raise her. That serious face, she could not help but laugh.

"You don't want to laugh, what I said is true, don't you believe it?" Seeing her laughter louder and louder, Wang Xuzhi was in a hurry.

Zhu Yao squats down, pulls the ruined radish into his arms and touches his little head. This little boy is really funny and moving. Follow his words and nod. "I believe in it, then I will wait until you grow up and raise me."

Wang Xiaoyou snorted heavily, and this was quiet, and she was holding her.

"Little teacher." Not far away came one person, watching the fifteen or six years old, a smile on his face, looks and is friendly. Seeing the people in the yard, there was a trace of doubt. There was no pause at the foot and came in.

"Du Shixiong." Wang Xuzhi fiercely got out of Zhu Yao's arms, and looked at the surprise. It seems that this is also one of the disciples of the disciples.

"Little teacher, this sister is?" The faint person looked at Zhu Yao.

"This is my embarrassment..." Seeing Wang’s little friend rushing out again, I wished that I couldn’t help but quickly grabbed his mouth. This little mouth is a big mouth, she doesn't want to tell the story of her old cow eating young grass the whole day.

"Oh, I am his sister. Dear sister!"

"It turned out to be a sister." The polite smile of the coming person, looked at her and found that she could not see the other person's cultivation. In this case, the other party has not learned to infuse the body, or it is repaired to be much higher than himself, so the depth is not seen. Just looking at her age, I want to get started, it seems to be the latter. (Fog)

"In the next Du Yuanchen, it is a disciple under the purple scorpion, I don't know which real sister to enter under the real person?"

"My name is Zhu Yao, it is... Fufeng disciple." In order to avoid being called an ancestor, she lie a little.

Du Yuanchen clicked on it. He did not continue to ask questions. He turned to Wang Xuzhi. "Little brother, the time is coming, go to Master together."

Wang Xuzhi’s swearing, Master can’t help but go, but she hasn’t seen Zhu Yao for a long time, and she’s reluctant, and she’s embarrassed.

"Go, let me go back, let's go out."

Wang Xiaoyou was satisfied, and he followed Du Yuanchen. From time to time, I also sneaked back and glanced at Zhu Yao, a pair of afraid of her lost. There is a sentence to chat with her, Du Yuanchen also inserted a timely ~www.readwn.com~ Zhu Yao learned from the conversation, the disciples of each peak are rare, only those with particularly good qualifications, He was accepted as a disciple by the peak. Just like the head of the purple scorpion, there are only five disciples. Du Yuanchen is the fourth disciple. After 15 years of entry, the current practice of martial arts is perfect, and Wang Xiao is of course the youngest brother. Looking at Du Yuanchen's appearance, it seems that he likes the younger brother. With his protection, I wish a little bit of relaxation.

Along the way, she met many Jianfeng disciples and prayed to them. It seems that the identity of the disciples is extremely high in the door. Du Yuanchen and Wang Xiaoyou seem to have become accustomed to go forward without squinting.

The child's heart-like Wang Xiaoyou is even more stinking, and his own master is holding a 120,000-point worship. He is instilling him all the way. "Master is very good, Master is the best in the world." The central idea.

I wish you a sigh of sorrow, and you can’t bear to break his enthusiasm for chasing stars. I don’t know, if he knows what his master would call her uncle.

"So, it must be that your Master is not good, so you are not as powerful as me!" It seems that it is hard to think of a reasonable reason. Wang Xiaocheng vowed to say to her: "Would you like to worship my Master as a teacher?" Master is very painful to me and will definitely agree."

The more the Wang Xiaoyou thinks, the more he feels that he has made a point. When the little hand grabs it, he will take the wish to go to the master’s Dongfu.

Zhu Yaozheng wants to stop, suddenly a loud noise, a black shadow flashed in front of him, slammed in front of them, splashing the blood of the ground.

Flying corpses outside, what a ghost? !