My Disciples Are All Villains - 342. Chapter 337 Just like a newcomer and an old friend coming (for the leader Yanlong Wangchen plus more subscription)

Duan Xing seemed to have been preparing for a long time, and hurriedly replied: “The younger generation is here! Please tell the older generation to go up to the sword mountain and down to the sea of flames. There is no difference.”

“Take him away.”

Cang Dang!

Lu Zhou passed by, and a gust of wind pushed the door open.

The hand came out.

“White Pond.”

Called Bai Ze softly.

Bai Ze stepped over the clouds and slowly landed in the courtyard.

Lu Zhou glanced at the sun by the way, it was noon.

Time is almost up.

“Old, old man, who to take?” Duan Xing hesitated.

Yu Shangrong walked out of the room.

That posture, temperament, made it clear not to be touched, the whole body exudes an aura that is thousands of miles away.

How dare Duan Xing approach?

Lu Zhou turned around and said, “Are you scared?”

Duan Xing was taken aback, and said, “The younger generation is not afraid! The younger generation is backed by the older generation, so there is nothing to fear.”

“It’s so good.”

Duan Xing came to Yu Shangrong’s side.

Yu Shangrong just gave him a look he felt, and then looked at other places indifferently.

Duan Xing almost cried.

Can you not be afraid?

Can’t do it!

…

Lu Zhou stepped on Baize and turned slightly above Yunzhao’an.

I wanted to stay here for a few more days, remembering the time back then, but… he still has a lot to do.

Had to return first.

What the mind thinks are all the past, and what you look at is regrettable.

I don’t know Yunzhao Temple, and I enter Yunfeng for a few miles. There is no one in the ancient woods, where is the bell in the deep mountains.

Just when he was about to leave…

The host of Yunzhaoan, Master Xuanjing, appeared in front of Yunzhaoan and held his hand to Luzhou: “Amitabha, Master Ji, take care.”

Want to come.

He saw the shadow of Jing Yan from Xuan Jing’s body.

Wouldn’t it be even more regrettable if such a place with beautiful mountains and rivers were really dilapidated and collapsed?

Moreover, the city far away from humans is a natural sacred place for summer escape and recuperation…Even if it is a sect that establishes a mountain and recruits disciples, it is also a good place to practice.

At this point, Lu Zhou said loudly:

“The portrait in the room contains the Buddhism techniques left by the old man. Forget about you and practice it, and you can’t let it go. Yunzhaoan is a good place.”

Xuan Jing heard the words, her dim eyes suddenly lit up, she knelt down and said to Luzhou: “Thank you Ji donor, poor Ni knocked Xie Ji donor for the teacher.”

“Good for yourself.”

Lu Zhou controlled Bai Ze and walked towards the sea of clouds.

Duan Xing boldly took Yu Shangrong with his gang energy and followed.

“Send master respectfully! I am waiting for the return of the master in Demon Shazong.”

…

Approaching the evening.

Motian Pavilion.

Zhou Jifeng and Pan Zhong, who were discussing each other in the square, looked up and saw Bai Ze coming over the clouds.

“Pavilion Master is back!”

The two stopped and looked at Bai Ze’s reverse.

Pan Zhong saw that Duan Xing was carrying Yu Shangrong behind Bai Ze, with some doubts.

“Who are those two?”

Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng, one from Jingming Dao and the other from Tianjianmen.

Both of them are young people, and at best they have heard various legends about Yu Shangrong, so naturally they don’t recognize them.

Mo said it was Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng.

Many people with heads and faces do not recognize Yu Shangrong.

Therefore, I am very confused.

“It looks like it’s a newcomer,” Pan Zhong said.

“Hmm…it should be.”

The two gained a wiser life.

His attitude has become respectful and humble, and no matter who is coming from the future, he has to keep a low profile.

Is it an ordinary person who can enter the pavilion master’s eyes?

Not long after…

Bai Ze slowly fell.

“Meet the pavilion master!”

“Meet the pavilion master!”

Lu Zhou jumped off Baize and said directly: “Push him into the hole of thinking!”

Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng were taken aback.

Isn’t it a newcomer?

Pan Zhong suddenly felt that this routine was inexplicably familiar. He remembered that the eighth master Zhu Hong was treated like this when he was arrested. He couldn’t help but shook his heart. Could it be that the gentleman in front of him is also someone of the pavilion master. apprentice?

If so, will it be Mr. Big or Mr. Two?

No matter which gentleman it is, he can’t afford it.

Pan Zhong quickly stabbed Zhou Jifeng with his elbow, not afraid of opponents like gods, but teammates like pigs, don’t mess around.

The two understood, and said in the same way:

“Yes!”

Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng came to Yu Shangrong and Duan Xing and said, “Two, please.”

The attitude is respectful, the posture is in place, the tone and demeanor are all very standard.

The two thought to themselves, this wave should be fine, right?

Lu Zhou turned around suspiciously, and said indifferently, “What are you two doing?”

“what?”

Duan Xing quickly waved his hand and said, “I am a guest, I am not…”

As he said, he pointed at Yu Shangrong with his finger.

When Yu Shangrong saw the two of them being cautious and quite funny, he smiled faintly and said, “I’ll go by myself, no need to bother you.”

Yu Shangrong was very modest and polite, and headed towards the back mountain.

After the mountain thinks about the cave, there is a barrier blocking it, but it can’t go in or out.

He had no cultivation base, once he stepped into the barrier, it was almost impossible to get out.

Zhou Jifeng quickly followed.

Lu Zhou looked at Pan Zhong and said, “Is the fourth child away?”

“Back to the pavilion master, Mr. Four and Mr. Jiu have not returned yet, but Mr. Four has already flown a book… and they can return tomorrow.” Pan Zhong said.

Lu Zhou nodded his head and returned to the Motian Pavilion.

Duan Xing doesn’t know what to do…

Pan Zhong winked at Duan Xing and said, “What do you call your Excellency?”

“Moshazong Duan Xing.” Duan Xing arched his hands.

“Who is the gentle and polite brother just now?” Pan Zhong said.

“Mr. Yu Shangrong.” Duan Xing replied.

Pan Zhong took a deep breath.

Good risk, good risk.

I am so talented!

…

Zhou Jifeng followed Yu Shangrong to the front of Siguo Cave.

He smiled and said: “Please, please…”

Nodding and bowing.

Yu Shangrong couldn’t help shook his head, looked back at Zhou Jifeng, and commented: “I don’t mean to belittle… However, his old man’s vision has indeed deteriorated a lot over the years.”

Implications.

This kind of people who can’t even figure out their identity and flatter, are also worthy of being in the Devil’s Pavilion, and their vision can be better.

Zhou Jifeng continued to nod and bow his waist: “You are right!”

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Jifeng arched his hands toward the thinking hole: “Mr. Eight.”

“If you have something to say quickly, if you have a fart, quickly let go, your grandfather is still cultivating hard, don’t bother!” Zhu Honggong’s voice struck.

“The pavilion master ordered me to take the newcomer into thinking, and please don’t mind Mr. Eight.”

The voice just fell.

Zhu Hong said impatiently, “Go away, let him sleep outside! Also… let him wash my feet in the future!”

Zhou Jifeng: “…”

Zhou Jifeng was playing a drum in his heart. Although he didn’t know who this gentle and polite was, he must not be able to provoke him. But the one inside he can’t afford to provoke either.

How to do?

I wanted to say something.

Yu Shangrong waved his hand and said he didn’t mind.

“Please.”