My Disciples Are All Villains - 132. Chapter 132 The Choice of the Two Apprentices (third more seeking subscription)

Holding the box with a single palm, he said, “Don’t speak out about this matter, so as not to covet the Demon Heaven Pavilion.”

“Senior Brother Seven, there has been a lot of scrutiny at the Devil Heaven Pavilion… It makes no difference if one less and one more.” Old Eight said.

“No, I’m talking about this box.”

If it is really a top treasure, it is bound to cause even greater disputes in the future.

Si Wuya carried the box and came to the mountain behind the tiger.

Zhu Hongzong followed closely behind.

On the flat ground of the back mountain, a ship-shaped flying flies parked in it.

More than a dozen practitioners in pale robes around.

When Si Wuya appeared, more than a dozen practitioners bowed at the same time: “Master.”

Si Wuya waved the mysterious treasure chest in his hand and fell on the flying scorpion.

He jumped again and entered the flying scorpion.

“Go to Anyang.”

“Yes.”

Hum————

More than a dozen practitioners were infused with vitality at the same time.

The huge flying flies slowly rose up under the agitation of formation patterns and vitality power.

When the flying flies were suspended in the air, they paused for a while.

Si Wuya said indifferently: “Lao Ba, during this time, don’t make heads. The cooperation and talks between Moshazong and Zhengyi. They dare not trouble the Motian Pavilion, they will only look at you.”

Zhu Hong listened together, trembling all over, crying: “Brother…this is all your idea, how can you rely on me…”

Si Wuya looked calm, looking at Anyang’s direction.

“Although Zhang Yuanshan has openly provoke Motian Pavilion many times, this person is actually extremely timid. He is a person who is afraid of death. Otherwise, you and your master will appear at the Qingyu Altar that day, and with his cultivation base of the Yuanshen Tribulation Realm, you will not be able to make it back. ?”

“That’s not to blame on me.”

“No… this kind of people have one characteristic-bullying and fearing hardship.”

Hum——

The fly flies slowly.

Zhu Hong frowned slightly, meaning that Zhang Yuanshan said that Tiger Hill is good for bullying?

“Send Brother Gong.”

Leaning slightly, he watched Fei Nian leave.

The old man stood up straight and snorted softly, “I am not so bullied.”

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An hour later.

Fei Nian slowly landed near Anyang.

Si Wuya walked out of Fei Nian and looked up at Anyang City.

“Master, the neighborhood has been taken care of. No one will know your whereabouts.” A subordinate came over.

Si Wuya nodded: “You wait again, I will go and return.”

“Master, Senior Sword Demon has been in the market during this time. Your subordinates are worried that Senior Sword Demon will be angry when you visit so suddenly.”

Si Wuya glanced at him and said:

“You always misread the second brother…I have my own judgment.”

“Yes.”

Si Wuya mentioned it with one hand.

The mysterious box in the fly flew into his palm.

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at the same time.

Anyang city, a restaurant on the third floor.

Qingpao swordsman, consider it for himself.

The whole restaurant was empty, with no one.

The Xiaoer standing next to him shivered and glanced at the swordsman in green robe from time to time.

Looking down from the windowsill on the third floor, you can basically get an overview of Anyang City.

“How long will it take?” The Qingpao swordsman suddenly said.

“From…from Qingyang to…to Anyang, it takes half an hour. Now…yes, it should be here.” Xiao Er swallowed every time he said a word.

“You don’t need to be afraid… if you have wine and food, sit down and have a drink together.” The Qingpao swordsman said calmly.

“No, no, no… the little one dare not, the little one just stands like this… it’s good to stand…” Xiao Er’s back was cold.

Da da da.

Da da da.

There was a sound of footsteps going upstairs from the stairs.

Several practitioners came to the third floor, one in the Divine Garden Realm, two in the Brahma Sea Realm, six in the Concentration Realm, and three in the Tongxuan Realm.

There is only one Zhuo, one stool, and one table of wine and food on the entire third floor.

Qingpao swordsman and Xiao Er two people.

The green-robed swordsman’s gaze swept across the group of practitioners who went upstairs, and continued to fill the glass, and said calmly: “The Qingyang horse thief stays, and the others can leave.”

As if he was amnesty, Xiao Er hurriedly bowed: “Thank you, uncle, and thank you, uncle!”

Running faster than the rabbit, he ran down the stairs and disappeared.

Several cultivators looked at the Qingpao swordsman with some doubts.

The middle-aged man who took the lead felt a strange aura from the swordsman in green robes, and said, “Who is your excellency?”

The Qingpao swordsman did not answer their questions, but said:

“Are you all horse thieves from Qingyang Mountain?”

“The horse thief is a little bit awkward… It’s just doing a living and seeking a living. It is not easy for me to run this restaurant. I hope your Excellency will not be embarrassed.”

“Since it’s… then it’s easy to handle.”

The green-robed swordsman picked up the wine glass and drank it. The tone was calm one second, and the next second, the conversation changed, “I’m sorry, you guys will break it by yourself… My sword doesn’t like to be stained with the blood of low-level practitioners. ”

The practitioners were shocked and took a step back.

“Who is your excellency?”

The green-robed swordsman put down his wine glass, smiled faintly, and said:

“Down, Yu Shangrong.”

“…”

“Sword Demon?!”

Almost instinctively, the practitioners turned around and ran away.

Regardless of true or false.

Bang bang bang!

At the top of the stairs, a strong gas blocked their way of escape.

The swordsman in green robe continued to pour and drink.

As if not seeing all of this.

More than a dozen practitioners have made a mess!

Sudden–

In the midair outside the restaurant, countless hidden weapons flew up.

Glittering gold, forming the momentum of the peacock’s opening!

Whoops, whoops!

All penetrated the chests of those low-level practitioners with incomparable precision.

Some were almost pierced into hedgehogs.

The swordsman in Qingpao didn’t even look at it. He just shook his head gently, put down the wine glass in his hand, and said a little disgustingly: “Junior Brother, what you did, really swept away my drinking Yaxing. I really don’t like the smell of blood.”

clatter.

clatter. clatter.

Si Wuya held his hand upstairs, smiling, and a mysterious treasure chest was floating beside him.

“Wu Ya has swept the brother’s Yaxing, and the other day he will entertain the brother alone, and make a payment to the brother…” Si Wuya came to the table and sat on the opposite side.

Yu Shangrong shook his head and said, “Junior Brother has this intention, then that’s all… But it’s a pity that this group of horse thieves, I promised to let them decide on their own, but I didn’t do it.”

“My fault…I shouldn’t just intervene indiscriminately.” Si Wuya said, “Senior brother is such a romantic figure, why do you condescend to deal with this gang of rogue horse thieves?”

“Little Junior Sister is innocent, her business… is mine.” Yu Shangrong said.

Si Wuya was taken aback, and said, “The second brother really loves the little sister very much.”

“I can’t talk about love…” Yu Shangrong said in a warm and authentic voice, “When I left the Motian Pavilion with Brother Du, the younger sister hadn’t gotten started yet.”

“Why is that?” Si Wuya glanced at the corpses of the horse thieves.

Yu Shangrong smiled slightly, stood up with his hands in his hands, looked at the scenery outside the window, and said: “I have had several connections with the little junior sister. I think she is as sincere as I am.”

“…”

Si Wuya coughed, and said, “Second Brother… let’s talk about business.”

Give it a wave.

The mysterious box fell on Zhuo.