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Chapter 333: Back Mountain (Part 1)

Lin Xun attacked with an iron mouth, causing Wang Cibei to lose his armor.

Wang Cibei saw Mr. Lin's "quick tongue" and truly realized the cost of judging people by appearance. Age never seems to be the limit of wisdom.

In the end, the Tianyun Mountain Sect promised to divide Zhangjiazhuang, which originally belonged to Shimen, to Wuhu Villa after three months.

Nominally, it belongs to the Tianyun Mountain Sect, and all account interests belong to Wuhu Villa.

Wuhu Villa promises to rely on the Tianyun Mountain Sect and avoid anything that is detrimental to the Tianyun Mountain Sect.

Bo Liangyu was brought back to the headquarters of Tianyun Mountain by Wei Su. As for how to deal with it, Chang Shisan has yet to decide.





It was already evening when Lin Xun came back.

A light drizzle fell, wetting the ground bit by bit.

A breath of fresh air inhales the body and instantly cools it down.

The greens become more vivid and the colors more sparkling.

Chang Shisan sat blankly on the roof of his house, looking into the distance.

That is the direction of the back mountain.

There seem to be two figures here——

One is an ignorant child, and the other is a middle-aged man in his thirties.

The two of them were playing around in the mountains, and there seemed to be no age gap. They got along so harmoniously that the birds in the mountains were envious.

Little boy: "Master, when my disciple grows up, he will climb more mountains. Master must come with us!"

Middle-aged man: "Haha, I still have a long way to grow up."

Little boy: "Master, what is it like outside Tianyun Mountain?"

Middle-aged man: "Rivers, mountains, snow-capped mountains and meadows are all yours to ride."

Little boy: "Wow!"

The middle-aged man joked: "Of course, there are many beautiful sisters! If you want to win their favor, you must first practice the sword in your hand."

The little boy's expression darkened: "But my disciple's sword is just a wooden sword and can't do anything."

Middle-aged man: "How about a wooden sword? If you have enough internal strength, even a wooden sword can win. When you really understand why you hold a sword, my master will definitely give you a unique and famous sword."

The little boy still didn't lift his spirits: "But... it will take a long, long time."

Middle-aged man: "How long? Within five years, if you cannot reach the level of a protector, don't blame me for not recognizing you as a master. I, Xiao Dong, do not have such an unworthy disciple."

The little boy then picked up the stone on the ground and threw it far away, making a dull sound.

He said angrily: "Master, if the disciple can't do it, do you really deny it?"

Xiao Dong came over and raised the little boy's hands: "Haha, if you can't do it, Xiao Dong is not worthy of being your master. Being a teacher also requires dignity. Do you understand, little Thirteen?"

Thirteen finally laughed: "Master, I really want to see you embarrassed, hahahaha!"

His two calves kicked randomly, staining Xiao Dong's white robe.

Xiao Dong held his hand lovingly: "After Thirteen has mastered his skills, he will definitely be able to find a beautiful girl."

Thirteen: "Can I only find one?"

Xiao Dong poked his pudgy cheeks hard: "Boy, you are not young, but your ambition is not small. How many more are you looking for? Are you thinking about how many boats you can step on?"

Thirteen: "Since I can only find one, I must choose carefully."

Xiao Dong: "That's natural! When the time comes, my master will personally preside over your wedding."

Thirteen: "Yeah, who wants it!"


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