My Disciples Are All Villains - 129. Chapter 129 Educating Eight Apprentices (3rd more seeking subscription for support)

“There is no need to discuss this matter again, don’t be disappointed for your teacher.” Lu Zhou stared at Ming Shiyin.

He could see that his heart was frizzy.

Ming Shi held the box and said grievously: “Trainer, obey orders.”

“It’s all gone.”

“Yes.”

Lu Zhou glanced at the system panel at this time, and indeed the progress of opening the box appeared in the taskbar.

certainly,

Lu Zhou believes that there is no more suitable candidate than Ming Shiyin.

He is the only one who can go hand in hand in the cracks of many evildoers, and he may not be able to change his face to a little bit thinner.

Moreover, in memory, Yu Zhenghai and Yu Shangrong did not do anything to apologize to the younger brother and younger sister.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhou frowned. What was the reason for their rebellion against the Devil Heaven Pavilion?

Headache.

Ming Shiyin left the hall holding the box.

A female nun stepped in from the outside and bowed and said: “Pavilion Master, Ye Tianxin, there is no change today.”

“Got it.” Lu Zhou responded calmly.

Ye Tianxin fell into a deep sleep, life and death uncertain.

“Master, Senior Sister Tianxin won’t really die?” Xiao Yuan’er asked in a low voice.

“I don’t know.” Lu Zhou said truthfully.

“Then if she dies… will the master be happy?” Xiao Yuan’er asked.

Just finished asking this.

Lu Zhou raised his hand as a beating, and reprimanded: “Is all the exercises that the teacher asked you to write silently?”

Little Yuan’er touched her head, flat her mouth and said, “Not yet.”

“Then you won’t copy?”

“Huh? Feishu!” Xiao Yuan’er jumped out, like electricity.

Not long after, Xiao Yuan’er returned with Fei Shu.

Lu Zhou didn’t blame her either, but said: “Nian.”

“It’s Jiang Aijian’s Fei Shu.” Xiao Yuan’er read, “Old man, I have let people bring your words to Wei Zhuoyan. Unsurprisingly, Wei Zhuoyan didn’t take it seriously.”

Lu Zhou nodded, almost as expected.

Wei Zhuoyan has achieved his current position as a powerful minister, holding a heavy soldier in his hand.

Suddenly someone jumped out and asked him to give up all this, which was almost impossible.

“Fei Shujiang Aijian… I already know this matter.”

Lu Zhou caressed his beard indifferently.

Little Yuan’er angrily said: “Master, this Wei Zhuoyan is too annoying, should I go down the mountain and kill him?”

“Shen Tingjing assassinated Qiye, or even the master of Eight Leaves?” Lu Zhou said.

“Forehead……”

Xiao Yuan’er lowered her head and continued to poke her fingers.

“Wei Zhuoyan’s command of the three armies depends on not only his personal cultivation. He is different from Fan Xiuwen. Fan Xiuwen is a black pawn, an Anbu chess piece. Even if Fan Xiuwen is dead, the Great Yan imperial family will be the same. I don’t care too much. Wei Zhuoyan is different. Many people want him to die, but there are also many people who don’t want him to die…”

“Then what should I do now?” Xiao Yuan’er said.

“Don’t worry… what I want for my teacher is not just Wei Zhuoyan’s life…” Lu Zhou said lightly.

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Half a day later.

Ming Shiyin left the Motian Pavilion holding the box, and hurried towards the lair of the old eighth all.

The old eight and all the hongkongers are lying on the chair of the teacher and taking a nap with their eyes closed.

“The village owner! It’s not good! Someone broke into the cottage!”

A subordinate ran up to the front in a panic, shouting loudly.

Zhu Hong was taken aback, got up quickly, and yelled: “Why panic! With this king, who dares to trespass into Tiger Hill!”

The voice just fell.

Ming Shiyin’s voice came in from outside.

“Yo… I haven’t seen you during this time, it has become a lot more prestigious.”

Ming Shiyin’s figure appeared in front of Zhu Honggong, stepping thirty feet, and in the blink of an eye, came to the front.

Puff–

Zhu Hong Gong knelt on the ground very cooperatively, and the arrogance just now disappeared.

“Brother…you, why are you here!?” Zhu Hong said.

“Why can’t I come?”

“Have you figured it out, you plan to join me in the Tiger Cottage? Great! From now on, you will be the owner of the Tiger Cottage, and I will give you the title of Evil King. I will be the second in command! “Zhu Hong is very flattering and authentic.

“Stop it!”

Ming Shiyin put the box in his hand on the table next to him, and sat down unceremoniously, and said, “I won’t leave the Motian Pavilion.”

“what?”

“I am here with a mission.”

“What task? Isn’t it clearing the door?” Zhu Hong trembled.

Thinking of the scene where he met Master near the Qingyu Altar that day, Zhu Honggong was worried and sweaty.

“I really don’t understand… You are so courageous, how dare you leave the Motian Pavilion? Meat?” Ming Shiyin mocked.

“Brother…Don’t hit me like that. Actually, I’m quite smart.” Zhu Hong said with a brazen face.

“just you?”

“That’s not… If it wasn’t for my cleverness, I would have been captured by the master at Qingyutan that day.” The old eight Zhuhong said with a smile.

“Pull you down.”

Ming Shiyin rolled his eyes and said, “Master thinks that you can be caught, and you are not in a hurry! If you see Old Seven, do you think Master dare to attack him?”

“…”

Zhu Hong was speechless for a while, saw the box next to him, and smiled, “Four brothers, since you are not arresting me, what’s the matter? I must do my best!”

Ming Shiyin pointed to the box next to him and said, “Master has a mysterious box that needs the weapons of the Seventh Junior Brother, Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother to open it. Seventh Junior Brother Shenlong sees the head and the end, I can only come to you!”

“Senior Brother Four… isn’t it just a broken box, just split it with a single stab, how can you get a heaven-rank weapon in a round!”

When Zhu Hong spoke, he drew a knife from a subordinate next to him.

Ming Shiyin didn’t stop him, and sat in the chair of the grand master, watching the show with great interest.

Lao Ba waved the big knife in his hand and slashed down towards the box severely.

boom!

At the same time sparks flew, the knife broke in half.

Kang Dang landed.

Zhu Hong’s eyes widened, he looked at the mysterious treasure chest and said, “Oh, what kind of chest is this, why do you explain this?”

“If I know, I’ll come to you?” Ming Shiyin grabbed the grapes next to him, took a bite, and vomited the grape skins from time to time.

“Senior Brother Si… Junior Brother is really puzzled. The Devil’s Pavilion is declining, and the spiritual world is waiting for Master and his elder’s deadline to come. By then, the treasures in the Demon’s Pavilion will be snatched away. Why don’t you take the opportunity… ”

“Shut up!” Ming Shiyin yelled.

Puff!

Zhu Hong knelt again.

“The thing that deceives the master and destroys the ancestor… It’s nothing more than you deviate from the Motian Pavilion, and you actually criticize the master behind your back! What did the master and the old man do to sorry you?” Ming Shiyin reprimanded.

“This…” Zhu Hong scratched his head together, “It’s just a lot of beatings, but there is no hatred…”

“Do you know your sixth sister?”

“Senior Sister Ye Tianxin?”

“The cultivation base has been abandoned, life and death are uncertain…Listen to my advice, don’t fight against the master. You leave the Motian Pavilion, I can understand, but if you are behind…” Ming Shiyin said coldly.

“Brother! I was wronged! I was really wronged!”

Zhu Hong put up three fingers in total, swearing to heaven.