Zhuo Xingyang: "Yan Chu, Xiao Qi, I have thought about it, otherwise... otherwise, well, you can discuss it yourself. Since the gang leader has no objection, I will do it, it's up to you."
Apprenticeship - this is what Yanchu and Xiaoqi dream of.
I remember that Nie Han and Wang Yu joined the sect together with them. Not long after, Protector Ye Jing came to the door and accepted them as disciples.
It's really enviable.
When you have a master, you have someone to rely on.
Yan Chu and Xiao Qi said in unison: "I want to become a disciple!"
Zhuo Xingyang added: "Well, if you become a disciple, I will only be your martial arts master. After all, I haven't figured it out myself yet. Just call me brother on weekdays."
Master, they are bound together. Whether it is martial arts, life, daily life, etc., the master and the disciple are inextricably linked.
But the master who practices martial arts is different. He does not have too many heavy responsibilities and is only responsible for his apprentices in terms of practicing martial arts.
A piece of tender and delicious fish meat is placed on the fragrant rice, and then topped with a mouthful of fragrant fish soup.
A bowl of rice like this is truly delicious.
Chang Shisan picked up pieces of fish with his chopsticks and put them in his bowl.
"Chirp, chirp"
With lightning speed, Lin Xun put the fish meat that Chang Shisan had just picked up in the bowl into his mouth.
One piece, one piece, one piece.
It was all eaten down.
Aren't you ignoring me?
I see if you ignore me or not.
Lin Xun was thinking carefully, insisting on causing some discomfort to his master.
The three people sitting on the other side had their jaws about to drop to the ground - this bastard, was he going to "seek death"?!
The air felt quiet for a while...
lifeless.
Chang Shisan's hands were frozen in place, and his eyes were filled with doubts and disbelief - Him, Him!! This bastard!
It's against him!
Lin Xun's eyes were still as calm as water, and he looked at his master quietly, letting the surprised and weird atmosphere spread in this place.
It was as if nothing happened. It had nothing to do with him at all.
Chang Shisan is a person who loves cleanliness very much and goes too far. Someone takes food away from his bowl? Not even Shaoan!
Absolutely not!
People who play with fire usually don't end well.
He, as a master, has become less and less "majestic". The apprentice has become a spirit, and has become a spirit who can cause trouble at every turn.
Is this okay?
Um?
Chang Shisan: "Xun'er,"
Lin Xun said proudly: "Huh?"
Chang Shisan: "Is it delicious?"
Lin Xun: "Of course!"
Chang Shisan: "If it tastes good, eat more. No, if you can't finish these three dishes, no, these five dishes, don't go back today. I will watch you finish eating. Hurry, eat!"
Lin Xun bit his chopsticks in his small mouth.
Under the pressure of his master, Lin Xunzhen finished all five dishes.
Of course, in the end, Lin Xun was carried back by Zhuo Xingyang and couldn't walk, oh!
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Three days, just a blink of an eye.
Li Miao's death has become the biggest concern in Tianyun Mountain City.
The entire government office was busy, and the officials walked through the streets and alleys, trying their best to collect clues. However, after three days, except for one person who saw a figure dressed in black leaving, there was no progress at all.
A back view has absolutely no effect on confirming the identity of the murderer!
This is an experienced veteran who is fully prepared before killing, and disappears without a trace after killing.
The government naturally does not know much about Jianghu's tactics, and it is impossible to fully understand Jianghu's grievances.
The enemies of Wuhu Villa, or rather Li Miao's enemies - know nothing about it.
In the afternoon of the third day, a piece of bloody white cloth was delivered to the government office and placed on Xia Zhengjun's desk.
This is half of the little finger, the incision is fresh, and the blood has a fishy smell.
The only hostage in the hands of Wuhu Villa - Xia Chuan!
This is Xia Chuan’s little finger!
Xia Zhengjun was at a loss, his hands were trembling, and finally he became desperate.
"Xiang Xian, is there no hope?"
Xiang Xian stood below, holding the hilt of the knife in his hand: "Sir, please tell me the truth, the young master's life is more important than anything else. Our yamen... really does not have the ability. I really tried my best, but still
There is no progress. If we delay it any longer, I’m afraid the young master will..."
Xia Zhengjun let out a long sigh, and his face lost all energy: "What this official did, haha, I can't even save my son. It's really ridiculous and sad."
Xiaochuan, my son who was just lost and found, this little child suffered such a disaster without any care!
What kind of world is this?
Xiang Xian was silent for a while: "Your Excellency, I dare to say something, there are many things in this world that we cannot control. It's time to bow our heads... Since your Excellency took office, it has been well-known that the people live and work in peace and contentment. However, the gap between Shan Shan and the Jianghu people is getting deeper and deeper.
.Especially with, with..."
Xiang Xian held back his words and never said them out. Those three words, this name, became taboo.
Xia Zhengjun: "Let's be honest, I don't blame you at this point."
Xiang Xian: "If we had a good relationship at the beginning, Wuhu Villa would not dare to touch a finger on us. But now, I'm afraid he won't give us face anymore... We don't have the face to let him stand up for us. He is like this
People hold grudges the most, and my subordinates heard that after Shimen hurt him, he slaughtered more than fifty people in a rage."
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Ling Xiu rushed back to the main helm from Fengming City with his troops.
A large group of people and horses, the sound of horse hooves...
It stirred up patches of dust on the ground.
The guard stepped forward to greet him and knelt down on one knee: "I respectfully welcome the commander, respectfully welcome the protector, and respectfully welcome the helmsman!"
Ling Xiu dismounted, and the people behind him immediately dismounted, holding the reins in their hands, covered in dust.
Within twenty steps in front of the main gate, a man was kneeling upright. He was dressed in dark clothes and motionless, like a log.
The wind hit my face and I couldn't feel it.
Ling Xiu stepped forward, bent down slightly, looked at the guard again, and gave a questioning expression.
Then he took a closer look: "Hey? Is it Mr. Xia? Mr. Xia, what are you..."
The guard stepped forward: "Du Tong"
Xia Zhengjun said nothing and did not move his eyes.
Ling Xiu: "What's going on?"
Guard: "He has been here for more than an hour."
Ling Xiu: "Why didn't you report it? The gang leader is not at home?"
The guard waved his hand: "No, no, the gang leader is at home."
Ling Xiu: "The leader of the gang explicitly ordered not to allow Mr. Xia to enter?"
The guard said in embarrassment: "...No. The subordinate went to report, and the gang leader said two words - stand down, no more. Will the subordinate let in or not? This subordinate can't make the decision."
Also, with the gang leader's temper, let alone meeting him, even if Xia Zhengjun knelt and died in front of the main gate, the gang leader would probably not be soft-hearted. For those who have repeatedly offended his old man, not stepping forward and giving him a sword is already a "great mercy"