My Disciples Are All Villains - 161

Yunzong Sword Saint Luo Thirteen, has never been so ridiculed and mocked.

“Dangdang Devil Tiange disciple, plan to take advantage of others?” Luo Shisan said.

Yu Shangrong shook his head and said, “Your Excellency misunderstood me…”

“Oh?”

“You are weak now…a bit boring to be weak. So, in a month, I will kill you again.” Yu Shangrong said.

“…”

Luo Shisan looked at Yu Shangrong with complicated eyes.

What kind of routine is this?

The brain circuit is peculiar.

Luo Shisan said: “The world says that the Demon Head of the Demon Sky Pavilion does not blink at killing people. It really is so… So, I can live a month?”

“In my hometown, there is a plant called lavender. It has a very short lifespan. It grows in the morning and will die at night… You are much luckier than the lavender.” Yu Shangrong said in a gentle and authentic voice.

“You…” Luo Shisan was a little angry when he heard this, but he didn’t dare to show it.

“Please…” Yu Shangrong placed his gesture flat, meaning that he could just leave.

“You won’t sneak attack from behind?” Luo Shisan couldn’t believe it.

Yu Shangrong did not speak.

Instead, he looked at Luo Shisan indifferently.

Luo Shisan took a deep breath…just started! Suddenly staggered forward and fell to the ground.

Yu Shangrong shook his head and said again: “Don’t be afraid.”

“I’m not afraid… So far Luo has practiced, and has never feared anyone… Just now it was because he was too tired to compete with Hua Wudao for too long.” Luo Shisan said.

Yu Shangrong didn’t speak.

Luo Shisan turned his head and glanced at Yu Shangrong.

Seeing him smiling, modest and polite, I felt a little relieved.

Clean up and leave.

Yu Shangrong reminded: “I hope your Excellency will not forget the agreement between you and me.”

“What appointment?”

“In a month, I will kill you.” Yu Shangrong turned slowly, walking towards the distance without any rush.

“…”

Luo Shisan’s expression was a little ugly, watching the sword demon drifting away, he was a little unwilling to say, “I haven’t agreed yet, what a promise…”

to be honest.

Luo Shisan boasts that swordsmanship has reached its peak, and over the years he has gradually gained some fame. The person he had fought against, just talking about swordsmanship, the last person he didn’t want to meet was his brother Luo Changqing. He once asked Luo Changqing who he didn’t want to meet the most? Luo Changqing replied, Sword Demon.

He did not remember that Luo Changqing and Jian Moyu Shang Rong had fought against each other.

But the brother’s words, he has always been cautious. An opponent that can make Luo Changqing jealous must have a cultivation base no weaker than Luo Changqing.

So… Luo Shisan didn’t want to face the sword demon.

However–

“I want to kill you, what is it to you?”

After saying this, Yu Shangrong’s figure flickered, and he blinked dozens of feet away. At a glance, he had disappeared.

Luo Changqing stared at the direction where Yu Shangrong disappeared…

Mixed feelings!

Dayan Palace.

Inside the secluded palace, the room was messy.

Behind the six screens, a coquettish woman trembled… her face was ugly.

In front of her was a bronze mirror.

In the bronze mirror, her face was pale.

“My lord, calm down! The Second Highness said…no more conflicts with Motian Pavilion!” A female nun said outside the screen.

“His Royal Highness…what else did you say?”

“His Royal Highness said that he will not pursue the death of Master Chen Zhu. I hope you… reflect on it.”

The coquettish woman did not speak.

The expression has become extremely unnatural…

Suddenly, she raised her fist and hit the bronze mirror in front of her!

boom!

The seemingly weak fist, like a heavy hammer, smashed the bronze mirror through!

After the punch, the anger on her face gradually disappeared and her mood calmed down.

“Jing Mingdao can reply.”

“Master Hui…Pan Litian hasn’t been traced so far…So far, he has not been found.”

“Since you can’t find it, then let him take the initiative to show up… and get out of Pan Zhong’s affairs.” The woman slowly said.

“Pan Zhong has been expelled from the teacher’s school for many years, and now he has entered the Motian Pavilion… Will Pan Litian look for him?”

“In my house, just do it.”

These words seemed very calm, but the woman outside the screen hurriedly bowed, daring not to object: “Yes!”

at the same time.

Chuanyun Fei Nian returned to the Motian Pavilion.

Lu Zhou glanced at Fan Xiuwen, who was scorched all over, and said, “Keep him down…Don’t let him die.”

“Yes.” Ming Shiyin left with Fan Xiuwen.

“Elder Hua has been working hard on this trip… Go down early to rest.” Lu Zhou ordered.

“Thanks a lot.”

Hua Wudao arched his hands and turned and left.

With his appearance, it is no longer easy to stand in front of everyone.

“Master, you are tired too, I will help you go back to rest.” Xiao Yuan’er hurriedly came to Luzhou’s side.

“Need not.”

Lu Zhou waved his hand.

He remembered what Ren Buping said when he was facing the enemy ten witches, taking the yellow on Ye Tianxin.

The credibility of this statement is very high…

For Ye Tianxin, Wu Sheng laid down a great array of sages, and the palace spent ten years in order to salvage the bones of the White People.

Baimin rides on yellow, can break two thousand years old.

Is that true?

Lu Zhou thought for a while, and shook his head again. If this is the case, with Ji Tiandao’s knowledge and temper, how could he not be at the forefront. Ye Tianxin is still his disciple. He will get the moon first when he gets close to the water tower, and he will be cheaper for the people in the palace?

“Go and see Ye Tianxin.” Lu Zhou said.

“Oh. Disciple will support you.”

The two went towards Nange.

When the female nuns heard that they were going to look for Ye Tianxin, they followed.

Many of these female cultivators are serving Ye Tianxin, even if Yanyue Palace is gone, they are still Ye Tianxin’s subordinates.

Not long.

Everyone came to the South Pavilion, outside Ye Tianxin’s room.

Lu Zhou glanced at the female cultivator guarding the door, and asked, “Is there a change in Ye Tianxin today?”

“Back to the pavilion lord…no change.”

“Open the door.”

“Yes.”

Lu Zhou entered the room.

Ye Tianxin is still the same, unchanged, lying in bed unconscious.

When he came to the bedside, his eyes flicked over Ye Tianxin.

Chenghuang is a strange beast, how could it be on Ye Tianxin?

Lu Zhou gently brushed his sleeves.

Ye Tianxin sat up and stood up.

“Um?”

With breath?

Lu Zhou raised his hand and probed her snort.

Very weak, like a gossamer.

Incredible!

Lu Zhou’s face was as usual, and he gave it away with a single palm…

The strength of vitality entered Ye Tianxin’s eight channels of odd meridians.

Check it a little… Lu Zhou shook his head.

Where is the trace of Chenghuang…

Give it a wave.

Ye Tianxin lay down again.

Lu Zhou shook his head and walked away from the house.

Unexpectedly, she could still have a breath in this situation.

but……

She hasn’t woken up yet, otherwise she can still ask Chenghuang about it in front of her.

“Master, how is she?” Xiao Yuan’er asked.

“Fate.”

“She actually survived?” Xiao Yuan’er’s eyes widened.

As soon as these words came out, the Yanyue palace nuns near the door showed excitement.

Just when Lu Zhou was about to leave–

Outside the North Pavilion, Ming Shi ran over because of sprinting.

Bend and said: “Master, Fan Xiuwen has made arrangements…At present, he will not die, but the disciple cannot guarantee that he will not die in the future.”

“understood.”

“In addition… there is a Fei Shu approaching the Motian Pavilion, it should be an outsider who wants to pass the book… The disciple stopped it on his own initiative.”

“Who passed the book?”

“Wei Zhuoyan.”

“Present it.”