My Disciples Are All Villains - 137. Chapter 137 Red Robe Visits (2nd more seeking subscription for support)

More than a dozen subordinates bowed one after another when they heard the words, and silently retreated.

Si Wuya headed towards the city of God with his hands under his shoulder.

Gods.

In General Changning’s mansion, in a quiet courtyard.

Wei Zhuoyan lay on a chair, basking in the sun comfortably.

“General, our people have arrived in Tangzi Town,” said a waitress next to her.

Wei Zhuoyan nodded and said, “It’s just a form, just walk with them. With such a small number of people and practitioners, going to the Motian Pavilion is no different from sending them to death. She likes eggs and rocks, so just let her go. Bar.”

“What the general said is extremely true, but… Lord Mo is now the celebrity next to His Royal Highness. I can’t afford to provoke him.”

Wei Zhuoyan snorted, “This general wants to see how long she will be popular… Her subordinate Chen Zhu, who was originally one of the three great marksman in the capital, went to Dutianjiang not long ago, and was killed in the witchcraft formation. In. She concealed everything, thinking that the general would not know?”

“Master Chen Zhu is dead?”

“Death is just right. This general dislikes this kind of arrogant person the least, thinking that archery is good, no one can control him this day?” Wei Zhuoyan said.

“The general said yes, that’s good.”

“No one in the palace knows about this, you find someone to deliberately give it to your Highness…” Wei Zhuoyan said.

“Yes.”

The waitress hesitated and said, “It’s just that… the subordinates are very curious that Chen Zhunai is a six-leaf archer, and there is nothing wrong with it. Who can kill him?”

Wei Zhuoyan shook his head and said: “This general has also thought about…Unfortunately, there are too few clues for the Battle of Tianjiang. After the witchcraft formation is activated, it is equivalent to destroying the corpses, and it is impossible to find out. However, it can kill Chen. Bamboo… the opponent should be a master. I hope… not my enemy.”

“The general is the country’s important minister, with heavy soldiers in his hand, who dares to be your enemy?” the waitress said.

Wei Zhuoyan’s expression did not fluctuate after hearing this flattery.

I have never seen any flattering flattery to be able to do where I am now.

He just chuckled softly, and said, “The strength of the Devil Heaven Pavilion is very strong and should not be underestimated.”

“General, the Motian Pavilion sent you a letter to confess your guilt. Obviously, it didn’t put us in the eye. The nine major disciples of the Motian Pavilion, the master of the Nether Sect, Yu Zhenghai, are unfathomable. We might as well unite with the Nether Sect. “The waitress whispered.

Wei Zhuoyan was slightly startled.

He was not angry, but said calmly: “Since ancient times, the righteous and the demons are not at odds with each other, so I won’t mention this matter again.”

“Yes.”

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at the same time.

Wei Zhuoyan’s people and red robe practitioners gathered in Tangzi Town.

“Masters, Tangzi Town is not far from Jinting Mountain, and you can go up the mountain today.” A soldier said to the red robe practitioner.

“Not urgent.”

The practitioner in the red robe waved his hand, but walked slowly outside Tangzi Town and looked at the surrounding environment.

The dense jungle obscures the appearance of Jinting Mountain, and the gentle terrain has become a fertile field for the people of Tangzi Town.

“Tomorrow morning, go to Jinting Mountain.” The red robe cultivator said.

“Yes!”

The red-robed cultivator waved to the other red robes.

There are about thirty red robes, gathered together, standing in three rows.

Three thousand cavalry, standing in the rear.

The thirty red robe practitioners did not walk towards the town, but walked towards the gentle terrain.

The three thousand cavalry looked baffled.

Those red-robed cultivators were getting faster and faster, and their feet gradually left the ground, more like souls floating in the fields.

It was frightening to see.

Their bodies constantly exudes a weird aura.

The birds and beasts in the nearby jungle were all startled to flee.

This red-robed cultivator walked in three rows at a time, a row at a time, and a semicircle at a time, moving in the direction of Jinting Mountain.

In the blink of an eye, the thirty red robe practitioners disappeared.

The three thousand cavalrymen looked at each other.

In desperation, he had to camp near Tangzi Town.

At midnight.

From time to time in the direction of Jinting Mountain, there were whimpers, the sound of wind, and the sizzle of fire burning.

Lasted all night.

In the early morning of the next day, thirty practitioners in red robes appeared outside the camp in a uniform manner, as if they had waited all night.

“Big, my lord!”

When the cavalry lieutenant opened his eyes, he was startled by the standing posture of the red robe practitioner.

The red robe cultivator said lightly: “Go.”

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Motian Pavilion.

Lu Zhou looked at the progress of opening the box in the taskbar, showing: 46.

In other words, there are two weapons that did not act as keys.

I have a sentimental ring in my hand.

According to Ming Shiyin, only the jasper sword of the great apprentice Yu Zhenghai is left outside.

Lu Zhou slowly got up and closed the system interface.

“Yuan’er.”

Little Yuan’er ran in from outside and said, “Master called me?”

“Is there any news from Jiang Aijian?”

“Not yet.” Xiao Yuan’er shook her head.

“I’m afraid I’m busy taking his Dragon Yin Sword.” Lu Zhou stood up with his hands in his hands. Walked down the steps.

Little Yuan’er came to her side very well and held Luzhou.

Outside the hall, a female sister walked in slowly.

“Pavilion Lord, come from the palace, please see me.”

“Who?” Lu Zhou said lightly.

Xiao Yuan’er added: “That is, if any cat or dog can come to see my master, it will not exhaust my master!”

The female Xiu leaned forward and said, “Wei Zhuoyan’s people.”

“Where is Wei Zhuoyan himself?”

“He himself… he didn’t come. However, the red robe cultivator seems to have a high level of cultivation.”

Little Yuan’er said, “Master, should I go down and try?”

Lu Zhou waved his hand and rejected Xiao Yuan’er’s proposal, and said lightly: “Let them come up.”

“Yes.”

Ming Shiyin, Zhaoyue, Duanmusheng and others rushed to hear the news.

Hurried to the hall.

Before the person arrived, Duan Musheng bowed and said: “Master, Wei Zhuoyan considers himself very high. He didn’t put the Motian Pavilion in his eyes at all. The disciple asked to go to the capital to punish the thief.”

“…” Ming Shiyin glanced at Senior Brother San.

Did not wait for Lu Zhou to speak.

Hua Wudao who came afterwards said, “Mr. San is commendable for courage, but the gods are tightly guarded and masters are like clouds. Wei Zhuoyan is said to have at least six leaves of cultivation. Mr. San…cough cough, of course Mr. San’s heaven. One tactic is also quite powerful. But two fists are hard to beat four hands, so it’s better not to be reckless.”

Lu Zhou nodded and stroked his beard and said, “Elder Hua is extremely true. The third child, I heard that you and Elder Hua often discussed during this period?”

Duan Musheng bowed and said: “Yes.”

“This is a good thing, the Liuhe Dao seal of the elder Hua is unparalleled in the world. If you can break it, your strength will be greatly improved.” Lu Zhou said.

“The disciple… will work hard.”

Elder Hua coughed again, and said: “It is naturally good to instruct juniors. However, I am old, and the frequency of discussions should not be too high.”

Duan Musheng arched his hands towards Elder Hua: “That was changed from three times a day to twice a day…”

“Uh…” Elder Hua blushed.

Facing this kind of people who have been defeated and fought, the more frustrated, the more courageous, Hua Wudao is also hard to say!

Lu Zhou said with a negative hand: “It’s best to be once every three days. Too frequent, you can’t win.”

“The disciple will follow the instructions of the teacher.”

“Thank you, Pavilion Master.”

It is at this time.

Outside the main hall, two practitioners in red robes walked in slowly following the female practitioner.

The robe covers the head from top to bottom, walks steadily, and puts his hands in front of him, staggered up and down.

Several soldiers in the back carried the box and followed them.

“Under the witchcraft, see the pavilion master.”

“At Xiawuguan, see the pavilion master.”