Zhang Yidao and Lu Yijian coughed violently for a while, and frequently winked at Chen Shen, begging him to be merciful.
They didn't want to leave a bad impression on Miao Ling just after they found her.
The young man smiled knowingly and said: "They fought with me before, but they were just entrusted by others and were loyal to me."
"Besides, when the battle came, these two uncles admired my handsome appearance and finally felt ashamed and ran away in despair. Therefore, there can be no talk of hostility or hostility between us."
"Do you think so?" Chen Shen asked at the end with a half-smile.
Yes? It’s your sister!
When did I become impressed by your handsome appearance?
When did I feel ashamed of myself?
Damn it... You brat is not afraid of flashing your tongue when you brag about such a big thing!
Zhang Yidao and Lu Yijian complained endlessly, their eyelids rolled wildly.
But when the words came to his lips, he could only say: "Yes, yes, yes, your young master... uh... he is really the best among men! I, Zhang, admire you very much, but I just hate that we met so late!"
"Yes, Lu and this young master have never known each other. They have already made him a confidant, so how can they be enemies?"
Shun Lao has read countless people, so naturally he can see some flaws in their expressions and tone of voice.
Two dignified Grand Mystic Masters were unexpectedly caught by their young master by their pigtails, and they surrendered with a smile but not a smile. This scene was really joyful, and it made the old man want to laugh but dare not laugh, and he felt very uncomfortable...
Miao Ling didn't have so many little ones. When she heard Zhang Yidao and Lu Yijian praising Chen Shen, she was so happy: "Hee hee, I knew the young master was the best!"
"I wonder what kind of ecstasy soup this kid poured into Miss Miao Ling? Let's praise him, and he can actually make Miss Miao Ling so happy."
Zhang Yidao secretly thought to himself, and then used his spiritual consciousness to transmit sounds and said to Lu Yijian: "It seems that our little princess is determined to follow that young man."
Lu Yijian also replied with his spiritual consciousness: "Yes... but no matter what, with this young man as the master, Miss Miao Ling will not suffer."
"How do you say this?"
"Do you still remember that old guy Feng Jinyu, when he first caught up with the boy, he laughed at him and used himself as a bait to protect the safety of his two slaves by changing his clothes?"
Hearing this, Zhang Yidao suddenly realized: "Yes, everyone in the Feng family also laughed at the young man for being extremely stupid."
"When I heard this, the reason why I was distracted and injured by the golden puppet's punch was because at that moment I thought of my mentor when I was young, knowing that his end was approaching, so he said goodbye to me in order not to injure me.
situation."
"Now that I think about it, this young man's act of protecting himself is very similar to what our master did back then..."
Lu Yijian nodded slightly: "Yes. He did not hesitate to put himself in danger to protect the lives of Miao Ling and the old slave. Such a master is worthy of Miss Miao Ling's following."
"Listening to your tone, why do you feel like you are looking for a master for yourself?" Zhang Yidao said slightly sarcastically.
"You fucking fart! That young man has a good character, but his strength is still too weak. If Miss Miao Ling hadn't been with me wholeheartedly, I wouldn't have ridiculed him!"
Zhang Yidao chuckled, but said no more words.
Chen Shen could only detect the fluctuation of soul consciousness between the two people, but could not hear the content of their voice transmission.
But he didn't care much.
If Zhang Yidao and Lu Yijian really had evil intentions, they could have attacked Ling'er and Shun Lao long before Chen Shen arrived. Why would they need to swear an oath to the sky and kneel down and kowtow ninety-nine times?
During this gap, the young man had taken Xiaobai back to the battle pet space.
Then the five people lined up in a column, half-hunched over, with Chen Shen taking the lead and Shun Lao behind. Miao Ling was protected by Zhang Yidao and Lu Yijian, and slowly walked towards the entrance of the cave...
The road was neither long nor short, so a few people chatted and informed each other of their names and identities.
"It turns out that Young Master Chen is the direct grandson of General Chen. How disrespectful!" Zhang Yidao and Lu Yijian said in unison.
These two people have very different personalities and looks, but coincidentally they both admire Chen Zangfeng, the military god of Great Xia. Now that I say I am disrespectful, I don't mean the slightest bit of compliment, it comes entirely from the bottom of my heart.
"It's easy to talk about! It's your unique sword skills that make me admire you." Chen Shen returned the greeting.
What he said was also true.
The combat power of Tong Da Tang Tang's five-star profound master was actually restrained by these two mediocre one-star profound master practitioners for nearly a hundred breaths. This kind of achievement is impressive enough.
What they rely on, in addition to their experience in hundreds of battles, the most important thing is their superior swordsmanship and sword skills.
The young man's words tickled the two of them, and they were delighted: "That's right! Zhang's sword skills were all learned from his master when he was young! If it weren't for my mediocre qualifications, I would have become famous in the world!"
"Lu's sword skills were also taught by his master when he was young. It is also my fault that I am not qualified enough to carry forward his legacy..."
"By the way, Miss Miao Ling, do you want to learn sword skills from Zhang? I will give you all my money to teach you, and I guarantee that you can catch up with your young master's cultivation within a year!"
"Really?" Miao Ling's eyes suddenly lit up.
She was not really interested in swordsmanship, but because the middle-aged man said that if she studied with him, she could surpass Chen Shen in less than a year.
This girl’s idea is very simple: If I am stronger than the young master, I can protect him better!
Seeing signs that Miao Ling was interested in moving, Zhang Yidao was very satisfied. Just as he was about to persuade her again, Lu Yijian interrupted him unceremoniously: "Miss Miao Ling, don't listen to Butcher Zhang's nonsense!"
"With your beautiful appearance, you are definitely not suitable for learning strong sword skills. Why don't you practice sword skills with me, Lao Lu? Your sword skills are agile yet powerful, so they are definitely the first choice for women to practice."
There was something promising just now, but Lu Yijian dismissed him as worthless. Zhang Yidao was furious: "Fuck you! Who said women can't learn swordsmanship? You surnamed Lu are deliberately following me.
Can’t make it?”
"I'm just discussing the matter. Mr. Chen, can you give me a fair word?"
Chen Shen pondered for a moment and said, "I respect her own choice."
"Ling'er, don't you want to use the ribbon as a soldier? You don't have to change your original intention to pursue your realm or to protect me."
"In the journey of cultivation, interest is the best teacher, and everything else is illusion."
Chen Shen didn't expect that Zhang Yidao and Lu Yijian had some insights from what he said casually, and they nodded in agreement.
At the same time, their sense of identification with Chen Shen gradually deepened.
Masters who can be considerate to their servants are already rare in this world where the strong are respected.
Now, this young man not only sympathizes with Miao Ling, but also respects her choices. They are like close friends, not masters and servants, which is particularly rare.
Miao Ling smiled gratefully: "Thank you, Master, then Ling'er will follow her heart."