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Four hundred and thirtieth chapters training masters

Ye Xiao smiled and said, "So I am actually giving you a chance to repay my love... If your cultivation level goes further, you will be able to do more things, and you will have the opportunity to repay me faster."

Don’t you think of this favor? If you have a higher level of cultivation, you won’t be like this now. If I’m in trouble, there’s not much you can do except die with me... right? Since

It’s already destined to be repaid, so why not just owe a little more to increase your own capital for the future? Don’t you also say that this life is endless and the future is infinite? As long as people are still there, how do you know that you are

There won’t be a day when I can’t repay my favor.”

Ning Biluo thought about it silently for a long time, and then said solemnly: "Not bad."

He strode forward, took the copy of the Heaven-Conquering Dragon Art, and said word for word: "I hope that I can pay off this debt of gratitude in my lifetime."

Ye Xiao sighed and said: "Old Ning, you are too stuck on past experiences. Although I know your mood and your true thoughts, but you don't know my mood and my true thoughts. If I

If I want subordinates, it can be said that if I spend a lot of money, there will be a large number of masters for me to choose from. Even if some masters don't love money, can they refuse the secret book in my hand? In fact, I have never asked you for anything.

Just because I admire you and treat you as a friend, I never thought about getting anything from you, it’s that simple, from beginning to end.”

"If you regard me as a friend, you shouldn't have this idea of ​​​​who owes whom."

Ye Xiao said leisurely: "Between friends, if you really treat me as a friend, even if I don't give you anything, will you ask for payment from me for anything you do for me? The same is true in reverse, too.

It’s the same, nothing more than this.”

Ning Biluo lowered her head and took a heavy breath. Yu Se laughed at herself: "I am a killer. I have never had friends, let alone dared to have friends... Or should I say, I have never thought that I would have a wife."

When I am a friend..."

However, even though he said this, a light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

friend.

What a warm and kind word.

It turns out that I, Ning Biluo, can actually have friends; even if I am a notorious killer, there are still people who appreciate me.

friend

Ning Biluo kept chewing these two words in her mouth, and did not reject the technique again, nor did she refute Ye Xiao's words.

He just wants to... no matter what happens in the future, he will never be sorry for his friends in this life.

Then, it was Liu Changjun's turn, which was much more enjoyable.

"Liu Changjun, this is what I told you that time."

"Oh, it's great that I finally got my baby. I miss you so much. I miss you so much that I can't eat or sleep. You're finally here."

I took it and started reading it excitedly. I didn't feel that I owed a favor or anything, everything happened naturally.

If Boss Wan were here, I would conservatively estimate that a pair of eyes would bulge out of their sockets. Oh my god, that dead-faced Liu Changjun, who talks as little as a dead man, actually has such a sultry side? You really can’t tell a person’s face.

As everyone knows, as far as Liu Changjun is concerned, I have been following this boss all my life, so naturally I have to deal with him with my true character.

When I practice the exercises, my boss gives me rewards, and I work hard to practice them well, that's all.

Why do you have to pretend to be reserved and cold even though you love her so much? Isn't it tiring?

Ye Xiao couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Who said all killers are unique? Each of these three killers has a different temperament.

Zhao Pingtian was grateful and asked for help, while Ning Biluo was reserved and persistent; and Liu Changjun had no scruples.

But the three of them have one thing in common: they stick to their word and never look back.

The three killers are all studying their magical powers.

Ye Xiao quietly left Lingbao Pavilion and went home.

Although Mr. Bai's shaping skills are great, they are always time-effective. In addition, Ye Xiao's purple energy coming from the east is mysterious and unpredictable. If Ye Xiao's skills were not shallow, he would have been able to neutralize it in the first place.

After a short period of time, the stereotyped effect dissipated. Ye Xiao tried a little and returned to his original self. The return trip with Ye Xiao's true self was naturally smooth and safe.

It's just that during this trip, Jiajiajia hadn't gone home for two full days. This time when he went back, he would probably be chewed over by Uncle Song Jue again. Thinking about it, Ye Xiao had a headache.

However, when he finally returned home, he was surprised not to see Song Jue.

Song Jue, who hadn't gone out for a whole year, went out unexpectedly this time. He didn't know where he went.

Ye Xiao was a little surprised and asked someone to come over and ask carefully. Only then did he realize that Song Jue had been out for two days.

Moreover, no one knows where he went.

However, what important thing does Song Jue have to do to go out at this time and stay for only two days?

"Uncle Song is really weird. He disappears whenever he goes out. But when he is at home, he never goes out..." Ye Xiao shook his head, not having any clue and nowhere to look.

But he had no choice but to press the matter aside and wait until Song Jue came back.

When I returned to my small courtyard, as soon as I reached the door, I felt a strong sword energy rising into the sky.

Inside, Binger is practicing her sword.

Lines of extremely cold sword energy flew and flowed everywhere, making a whooshing sound, as if they were real.

Ye Xiao was greatly surprised when he saw this.

It’s only been a few days since I saw this girl practicing?

How did you advance to this level?

But just listening to the cold sound of the sword cutting through the air, this cultivation level must be at least at the earth element level, right?

But, how could it happen so quickly?

The most important thing for martial artists to avoid is disturbing them while they are practicing. Ye Xiao is a great expert in the practice, so he doesn’t know the pros and cons, so naturally he doesn’t say anything and walks in quietly.

In the small courtyard, I saw Bing'er holding a snow-like long sword, concentrating on practicing her sword, dancing gracefully in the courtyard, and countless snow-white sword flowers scattered in such a colorful way.

There are really thousands of snows and frosts, colorful falling flowers, and countless biting cold air.

As the sword light swayed randomly, Bing'er's skirt was flying, her hair was flowing, and her figure was slim, just like Fairy Lingbo came to the world, her little face was tight, and her eyes were infinitely serious.

What's particularly interesting is that when Bing'er is practicing her sword, every time she exerts force, she always unconsciously closes her mouth tightly and puffs out her cheeks, as if this can make her moves more powerful.

Every time he saw Ye Xiao, he would always make fun of him, which made the little girl get angry, but he never changed, it was just a habit.

Especially at this moment, those serious and solemn eyes, the meticulous movements, the cold sword, the scattered sword flowers... coupled with the bulging white cheeks...

All these really formed a combination that makes people laugh. However, Bing'er herself was completely unaware of it.


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