My Disciples Are All Villains - 1085. Chapter 1071 Compensation (1)

Gongsun Yuanxuan, the master of the Great Ming Dynasty, was a well-known master of the twelve life styles two thousand years ago. Together with the other masters of the dynasty, they are called the Double Saints of Great Ming and Ming. In this world, the only ones who dared to come to the White Tower alone to find Lan Xihe and learn from each other were the masters of the twelve fate.

They got news that Lan Xihe of the White Tower was injured, and the injury was not light.

Coincidentally, the opponent of the White Tower is the Motian Pavilion.

The Black Tower suffered a collective downgrade incident, including the tower owner, who are recuperating. The Royal Court of Great Circle and the Hei Yao Alliance did not dare to act rashly.

How to analyze it is a good time to take the opportunity to win the White Tower!

Unfortunately, after all, he lost.

The cold snow water ran down the cheeks, like an ant crawling, cold and itchy.

He hasn’t felt this feeling for a long time.

He felt the biting cold invade the five internal organs along his chest…The surging power of that palm was still exerting its lingering power, nailing him to the ground fiercely.

The already numb sense of touch made him miserable.

He actually had a twisted psychology, he wanted to enjoy the pain of this palm, and wanted to remember this feeling.

All the pain is far greater than the numbness caused by failure and loss of life.

When flying out of the dojo… his astrolabe was darkened.

This is worse than death!

…

Lu Zhou was calm, his heartstrings did not fluctuate.

Such a scene is not strange, it’s just a fate, six thousand points of merit.

Mange Taixuan’s palm accepts his life style, which is reasonable.

This series of operations made Lan Xihe and Si Wuya amazed.

Lan Xihe asked himself if he couldn’t do this. Even in her heyday, it was impossible to stand still, carrying all of Gongsun Yuanxuan’s big moves.

Lan Xi couldn’t help but raise his hands and applaud.

“Admire, admire… admire…”

Lan Xihe repeated three times, and the look of apathetic Lan Xihe was probably because of his mood, and his face improved a little.

Si Wuya, the blue-clothed waitress, and other waitresses came to the railing of the dojo and looked down at Gongsun Yuanxuan, who was lying down and facing up to the sky.

“Almost there.” Si Wuya said through voice transmission.

Eighty-one floors are not short.

If it is not for a practitioner, looking down from the sky, it is almost impossible to see.

When Gongsun Yuanxuan heard this, his chest became tight and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

A familiar sentence… If you listen to persuasion, how can you end up like this?

“Come up.” Si Wuya shouted, then returned to the dojo.

Below the White Tower, many practitioners in white clothes hovered in the air, looking at Gongsun Yuanxuan lying on the ground.

“Master, are you okay?” Ning Wanqing flew out from the crowd, his eyes hollow.

Gongsun Yuanxuan ignored Ning Wanqing.

He clapped his hands suddenly, sat up, glared at Ning Wanqing, and said, “You also come to laugh at me?”

“How am I that kind of person?” Ning Wanqing said, “I just feel worthless for the national teacher.”

Gongsun Yuanxuan coldly snorted: “Fake benevolence and righteousness, it is the master Lu of the Demon Heaven Pavilion who defeated me, but not your Baita.”

“I know it is Pavilion Master Lu.”

Ning Wanqing is blind. He never judges a person based on his appearance, nor can he see other people’s facial features.

“So you guys have been in collusion a long time ago.”

“If you want to live longer, I suggest you constrain. You guessed your opponent, giving me the illusion of talking to a pig… You are a national teacher, a master of the twelve fate, and a stupid person deserves it. In this status. If you think anger can solve the problem, please do it…” Ning Wanqing said.

When he heard the word “pig”, Gongsun Yuanxuan was about to furious, but the second half of the sentence was like a basin of cold water, extinguishing all his anger.

Can anger solve the problem?

Obviously not.

He climbed up tremblingly like an eggplant beaten by frost.

Stretching the Remnant Xue off his body, he raised his head and glanced at the White Tower that was protruding into the cloud.

When did a dignified national teacher, a man of twelve life style, become so petty?

A sigh.

Hey.

Ning Wan immediately saw him calm down and said, “I’ll give you a piece of advice.”

“Let’s talk, I’m listening.” Gongsun Yuanxuan said.

“Don’t use common sense to guess the Devil Heaven Pavilion, they are far more powerful than you think. It stands to reason, I really want you to die, but that result is not good for the White Tower. Let’s do it for yourself.” Ning Wanqing turned and disappeared.

Gongsun Yuanxuan was startled.

He was trained speechlessly by a junior.

…

White Tower, in the dojo.

Lan Xihe looked at Luzhou’s back and said:

“Which one is the real you?”

She was puzzled and hard to understand.

Lu Zhou turned around and said, “It’s not important.”

Si Wuya rescued the road:

“Lord Lan Pagoda, you can keep your youth forever, and your master’s cultivation is not weaker than you, so naturally you can do it.”

Lan Xihe nodded and whispered softly: “It makes sense… It’s just that the last time I met, it made me a little difficult to adapt.”

Probably he has lived for a long time, and he no longer measures a person by appearance. Although Lan Xihe looks very young, in the past many years, more people have regarded her as an “old witch” for thousands of years.

Lan Xihe said again:

“Pavilion Master Lu, why didn’t you kill him? He is missing his life, and he will certainly hold a grudge.”

Tai Xuan has been exhausted, and the rest can only be stuck, which is of little value.

Lu Zhou did not answer her question head-on, but said, “You use a knife to kill people, it works well.”

First, he used the blue crystal that contained the aura of emptiness to attract Lu Zhou’s attention, and then borrowed the knife to kill.

Lan Xihe said:

“I admit that I am a little selfish… Pavilion Master Lu will not die, will he?”

Lu Zhou said: “You have overlooked a key issue.”

“what?”

“Since the old man can kill Gongsun Yuanxuan, he can also kill you.”

Lan Xihe was speechless for a while.

Intrigue, conspiracy and intrigue are as crisp as paper and meaningless in the face of absolute power.

At this time, Gongsun Yuanxuan flew up and landed outside the dojo.

He clutched his chest and walked in with an ugly expression. Stopped at a place more than ten meters away from Luzhou, bowed and said, “Thank you, Master Lu, for being merciful.”

Strength can destroy all doubts.

Gongsun Yuanxuan has completely regarded this seemingly young Luzhou as the master of the Demon Heaven Pavilion.

“I knew this, why did it in the first place?” Lu Zhou glanced at him.

“Pavilion Master Lu taught… Please also Pavilion Master Lu let me go.” Gongsun Yuanxuan was straightforward, honestly, and bowed his knees.

He felt his heart throbbing more and more, and it was uncomfortable.

Lu Zhou thought for a while, Yu Guang glanced at the smiling Lan Xihe…this Lan Xihe is not simple.

How could she be allowed to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

“If you want to survive, you can. Send one hundred obsidian essence to the Motian Pavilion.” Lu Zhou said very directly.

Gongsun Yuanxuan’s eyes widened.

The lion speaks loudly!

Who can come up with so much obsidian essence.

The bag just now was no more than 20 copies.

Baita has accumulated more than one hundred copies for so many years.

“Pavilion Master Lu, can I replace it with other items? One hundred obsidian essence, I really can’t get it out!”

Gongsun Yuanxuan bowed and continued:

“This will take at least a thousand years of output. In the past, the obsidian mineral resources have always been in the hands of Baita.”

Lu Zhou said:

“This is your business, of course, the old man can give you one more choice.”

He took out the blue crystal from his sleeve and gave Gongsun Yuanxuan a look.

“Find one, worth half of the obsidian essence.”

“Blue crystal?” Gongsun Yuanxuan turned his head and glanced at Lan Xihe… he secretly said, so willing.