My Disciples Are All Villains - 1319. Chapter 1303 Abandoned Mansion (2)

In the hall, there was no sound.

The guards, civil and military officials, and Emperor Zaihong were shocked for a moment. They thought they were dazzled, so they rubbed their eyes and looked intently.

Without dizziness, the holy lord whom they respected and embraced, actually knelt down.

this……

Zhu Honggong’s smile was already frozen when he knelt.

Look in the direction of the temple gate.

Hallucinations?

Auditory hallucinations?

Zhu Hong pinched himself severely, not dreaming.

Thinking day by day and dreaming at night may be the psychological shadow left by the past, which can’t be true.

Zhu Hong is about to get up.

There was another voice in my ears–

“Kneel down.”

The voice is deep and powerful.

It seems to come from a bottomless abyss, shocking people’s hearts.

Zhu Honggong’s eyes widened, his spirits were extremely excited, and his body trembled.

“Ah…Master!”

Zhu Hong bowed to the ground and said loudly, “Tui’er is joking! Tui’er promises to complete the task!”

Where is the slightest majesty of the holy lord, where there is the aura and pride of being on an equal footing with the emperor.

“…”

After all, Zaihong was the prince of a country. Seeing Zhu Hong’s disregard for his image, the royal face was a bit uncomfortable, but he didn’t dare to say anything.

Zhao Hongfu scratched his head and said with a dazed expression: “Mr. Eight, you are so humorous. I thought you were really going to catch me. It turned out to be a joke.”

Zhu Hong smiled and said:

“I’m not afraid of Miss Zhao leaving her hometown, unsuitable, and deliberately having fun.”

Zhao Hongfu was greatly moved and said:

“Brothers are still good to me…Mr. Seven is unsmiling all day, studying a bunch of things, assigning a bunch of tasks, and it’s exhausting; I’ve been to Mr. Six once, and she’s also cold all day, not at all. Fun; Mr. Five is even more exaggerated, feeling that she is more emperor than the emperor, uh…Is it inappropriate for me to say this behind my back?”

Zhu Honggong: “…”

Zhao Hongfu said: “This place is very good. I didn’t expect Mr. Eight to be so prestigious here. You can’t forget me, brother!?”

brother?

Is it appropriate for you to be a girl and a brother all day long?

Zhu Hong was stunned.

Zhao Hongfu said: “That’s it. Give me an official and a half job and enjoy the happiness first.”

When Zaihong saw this, he clapped his hands and said: “So it turns out that brother virtuous is to make Miss Zhao happy? The vigor of virtuous brother really makes me embarrassed. Divinity sits on an equal footing with me, and he has such a mind. It is the blessing of my Daqing!”

Zaihong said again: “Miss Zhao listened to the seal.”

The voice just fell.

Zhu Hong got up directly, grabbed Zhao Hongfu, and said, “The joke is a joke, you can’t take it seriously. We still have important things to do.”

“what?”

“Ah what… within half a month, the rune channel must be completed.” Zhu Hong said together.

Zhao Hongfu: “…”

Emperor Zaihong was speechless.

Brother Xian, if you change back and forth like this, I can’t keep up with your rhythm!

…

Luzhou took back his magical powers.

The old eight has an uncertain disposition, Lu Li is not by his side, and one person is less supervised, making it easy to slacken off. Still have to let Old Qi stare.

Holding his breath, Lu Zhou entered a state of cultivation.

On the deck.

Zhao Yu pointed to Yu Shangrong and Yu Zhenghai standing side by side and said, very curiously: “Big Brother and Second Brother, have they always been like this?”

“It’s good to get used to it,” Ming Shiyin said.

Zhao Yu smiled and said, “Daqin has many kendo masters, but there is one in the capital.”

When Yu Shangrong heard the words, he was intrigued and said with a smile, “Master of kendo?”

Zhao Yu nodded and said: “His name is Bai Yi. He comes from Bingdi Qinglian. He was later assimilated by Mo Qing and followed Daoist Qiu to learn swordsmanship. He became Daqin’s most prestigious general.”

“Dare to ask how swordsmanship is?” Yu Shangrong asked.

“If you don’t care about your cultivation, you only talk about swordsmanship, and you are afraid that no one can be better than the Qin world.” Zhao Yu gave a high evaluation.

Yu Shangrong smiled and said, “If there is a chance, I will visit it next time.”

I thought that the people in Motian Pavilion were not very good at being close to each other, but I didn’t expect Yu Shangrong to be so gentle and polite.

Zhao Yu consciously was in line with Ming Shiyin, so he tilted his head and said, “Second brothers talk very well…”

Ming Shiyin said:

“Nonsense, you spit at best.”

“…”

Yu Zhenghai interjected: “Are there any masters in swordsmanship?”

“This… General Xi knows a little bit.” Zhao Yu said.

“Forget it, it’s really hard for the inferior to be elegant.”

Zhao Yu said embarrassingly: “Xi General’s sword technique may not be the best in the world, but he is definitely not an idler. He once took a sword across the northern desert and killed tens of thousands of rebels in Zhongzhou. The sword technique is real. It was tempered in the blood. General West did not like those fancy swords. He said that the swordsmanship that can’t kill is not good enough. No matter how high the ranking, it is just a laugh.”

“This is reasonable.” Yu Zhenghai nodded, “If I have a chance, I really want to discuss it with him.”

“I’m afraid it won’t work.” Zhao Yu said, “He doesn’t like to learn from each other, he only practices murder.”

“That’s really a shame. I can’t kill people just to prove my sword skills. That’s all.” Yu Zhenghai shook his head.

“…”

At this moment, the subordinate at the helm pointed under the clouds ahead and said, “Master Zhao, we are here.”

Zhao Yu nodded: “Everyone, Xianyang has arrived.”

Everyone came to the deck one after another.

I overlooked it.

Xiao Yuan’er and Conch also ran out, looking down excitedly.

The flying flies lowered their height, causing the people and practitioners on the street to look up. Feilian skimmed over and landed in a courtyard in the south of the city.

…

evening.

Everyone in the Motian Pavilion was arranged properly.

Lu Zhou continued to practice in the room to stabilize the realm of thirteen life patterns.

He didn’t use Zhenshou Zhuang, because ordinary people could not resist the power of Zhenshou Zhuang, and the life span would be sucked up quickly to death.

However, a figure flew out from the villa.

Flashed towards the street.

The shadow was erratic, and the speed that ordinary people could not capture was ten miles away in an instant.

Through the long streets, leaving the prosperous area, came to the bleak and dilapidated north of the city.

This is a dilapidated mansion, covered with moss and vines.

The shadow stayed at the door of the mansion for a long time, looking at the plaque above the door, which had long been decayed. There was only one word on the plaque, which was vaguely visible: Meng.

That shadow leaped forward, as light as a swallow, and fell into the abandoned mansion.

There are weeds that are taller than people, but there is a path leading into it.

“Someone?”

The shadow flicked across the path and came outside the old main hall.

There are no doors, no windows, and big holes in the roof.

There came the sound of snoring and snoring.

Shadow came to the door and glanced in, then shook his head: “It turns out to be a beggar.”

The beggar had amazing perception, smashed his mouth, raised his head, and said, “Who?”

“Passing by, I want to find a place to rest.”

“Find a place to sleep by yourself. Don’t disturb me…” The beggar tilted his body and continued to sleep.

The shadow did not come in, but said, “How long have you lived here?”

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