Suning won very easily. I thought that I would be the first to advance to the fourth round of the arena.
He never thought that Wen Dian's masked woman and Wu Dian's Zuo Rufeng were faster than him.
The two almost defeated each other in one move and won the victory effortlessly.
At this moment, in the open space dozens of meters away, Zuo Rufeng looked at Suning up and down with curious eyes.
Unscrupulous, neither hiding nor hiding.
"Hey, is your third uncle Su Xinglan?"
After watching for a while, he took the initiative to step forward and talk: "The nine masters of the Martial Palace are the registered disciples of the ancestor Gu Changxiao, and they are not allowed to pass on."
"As for your third uncle, he was accepted by our ancestor as his direct disciple."
"In terms of status, in the Martial Palace, he is a person below one person and above ten thousand people. He is respectfully called Senior Brother by the masters of the nine major palaces, and is the Grand Uncle of the younger generation like us."
"you......"
After thinking about it for a long time, he rubbed his hands and asked, "You are Uncle Xinglan's nephew and a direct disciple of Wuchen Immortal Realm."
"Logically speaking, we are peers, so I only need to call you Junior Brother Su."
"But it will be complicated, I..."
He scratched his scalp and said with a flattering smile: "Sooner or later, Wu Dian will have the surname Su, and Uncle Xinglan will inherit it."
"Let's not talk about who will join the apprenticeship first. Can I call you Senior Brother Su?"
"In the future, please help me speak well in front of Master Xinglan and try to train me as an elite disciple."
"Well, Senior Brother Su, I will never forget your support, and I am deeply grateful."
As he said that, he bowed respectfully and said, "That's it."
Suning said confusedly: "Is this okay?"
Zuo Rufeng said shamelessly: "Why not?"
"Hey, Senior Brother Su, haven't you seen how dazzling and noble Senior Uncle Xinglan is in our martial arts palace?"
"The ancestor personally served him tea and water, tapped his shoulders and squeezed his legs."
"I helped him peel and grind the grapes. Really, my master went to the forbidden attic and came back crying with his hands on the quilt."
"Since she became the master of the palace, she hasn't done any chores in countless years."
"Under the instructions of Uncle Xinglan, she sat by the well and brushed her shoes all afternoon."
"The smelly old cloth shoes, but my master still has mysophobia."
"By the way, my master's surname is Wu and her name is Xuanchi. She is the master of the Wu Palace. The outside world calls her the crazy woman."
Suning couldn't hold it back for a moment and laughed out loud on the spot: "Those old cloth shoes were sewn by my grandma, stitch by stitch, when she was still alive. Uncle San's treasures are very precious."
"In addition, two pairs of black cloth shoes covered with pudding were made by my third aunt Xia Baiyou. She has been mending them for many years, and she is not willing to throw them away."
Zuo Rufeng sighed: "No wonder, with the current status of Master Xinglan, there are no shoes that he can't wear."
"I have pity on my master, the majestic master of the martial arts hall. I have been busy for the past two months, running to the forbidden area attic every two days."
"The boss of the 18th level of True Immortal suddenly turned into the humblest servant disciple at the bottom."
"And my second uncle, Wu Yanxian, the second master of the Martial Palace, hates evil and has a hot temper."
"Except for the ancestor, no one has ever been able to suppress him."
"Even my master, who is not easy-going, would not want to provoke the second uncle."
"Uncle Xinglan, he, he asked the second uncle to use a hoe to open up wasteland in the backyard and plant some specialties of the small world of China, called leeks."
"Fried eggs with leeks, delicious."
Suning was laughing so hard that she held her stomach and said, "I prefer stir-fried snail meat with leeks, it's chewy."
Zuo Rufeng put his hand on his forehead and said to himself: "Uncle Wu Yuefeng, the third master, likes to be quiet. He likes to sit alone on the cliff by the river and fish. He doesn't like to have too much contact with outsiders, and he doesn't like lively places."
