My Disciples Are All Villains - 360. Chapter 355

[Ding, train Yu Shangrong and get 500 merit points. 】

Early the next morning, the sun still rose from the east.

When the dawn fell in the thinking hole… Little Yuan’er bounced around the entrance of the cave.

“Second Brother.” Xiao Yuan’er yelled.

“Little Junior Sister, early.”

Holding the longevity sword, Yu Shangrong walked out of the thinking hole.

But what is different from last night is–

Yu Shangrong was covered with gray hair.

Little Yuan’er’s eyes widened, she raised her finger in surprise, and said, “Second brother, your hair…”

“It’s okay.” Yu Shangrong looked up at Dongfang Sun and smiled satisfied.

“I’m going to find Master.”

“Need not.”

Yu Shangrong came up.

Little Yuan’er stopped.

Yu Shangrong came to her and smiled slightly: “Little Junior Sister, I have lost all of my cultivation skills. If you want to learn from me, you have to let me…”

“Let…let…” Xiao Yuan’er was speechless.

Before thinking about the cave, many people appeared.

Pan Zhong, Zhou Jifeng, Huayuexing, Zhaoyue, Ming Shiyin, Zhuhonggong… There are also many female disciples who stopped and watched.

They all heard about Yu Shangrong killing the primordial spirit with his bare hands when he lost his cultivation, and also heard about the half-white hair.

Looking at it now, where is only half in vain.

This is a night of gray hair.

Probably knowing the origin of Yu Shangrong, each booed.

In the country of gentlemen, there are lavender grasses, and they will live and die at night.

Yu Shangrong glanced at the people, and said in a polite manner: “Morning.”

Everyone gave their hands: “Mr. Er early.”

Little Yuan’er said: “Second brother, I’ll beg Master, Master must have a way.”

“Aren’t you looking for me to learn from each other?” Yu Shangrong said.

“this……”

Xiao Yuan’er thought for a while and replied, “Okay.”

…

Motian Pavilion, East Pavilion.

Lu Zhou was in good spirits after studying the book of heaven all night.

So I moved my body in front of the East Pavilion.

At this time, Li Yunzhao and Jiang Aijian walked in.

The two bowed.

Li Yunzhao said: “Our family thanked the old gentleman for the queen mother. The queen mother got help from the old gentleman, and her condition improved. She will return today, and our family will say goodbye to the old gentleman.”

Jiang Aijian bowed and said:

“I’ll send them off.”

How could Lu Zhou not know what he thought.

Then he said: “Li Yunzhao… After returning to the capital, he said that Jiang Aijian was dead. In addition, I would advise the prince, this account was recorded by Motian Pavilion.”

This statement came out.

Li Yunzhao knelt down quickly and was about to kowtow to beg for mercy.

Jiang Aijian said, “Don’t beg, do you still know how old you are? Go.”

“this……”

After all, Li Yunzhao is a member of the royal family, and it is normal for him to speak for the royal family. It’s just that Jiang Aijian is also considered a member of the royal family, whether Liu Huan or Liu Zhi is your brother. He actually didn’t care at all.

Lu Zhou watched as Jiang Aijian took Li Yunzhao away from the East Pavilion, and couldn’t help sighing: “Yongshou, Yongshou, your descendants, don’t have a good thing?”

It is not right to think about it.

Liu Bing, the fourth prince, was a man of merit and a talent in front of the border.

Liu Hong, the fifth prince, was cowardly by nature, but he did not commit any evil.

I almost forgot… Jiang Aijian, the third prince Liu Chen, were not the one who committed the crime.

…

at the same time.

Nether Cult, in a relatively hidden sub-rudder.

Yu Zhenghai paced back and forth, looking at Si Wuya who was sitting on the side chair, and said, “Seventh Junior Brother, is there a good strategy?”

Si Wuya shook his head:

“I didn’t expect Jiang Aijian to make this move. He is now hiding in the Demon Heaven Pavilion, and my people can’t get close.”

“Must catch him?” Yu Zhenghai said.

“Jiang Aijian is the third prince of Great Yan… He is so fond of the Queen Mother. If he can win him, Nether Cult will have a lot of weight. It’s a pity… he is too cunning.” Si Wuya said.

Yu Zhenghai said:

“Now the barrier of Jinting Mountain has disappeared, and among your manpower, there are experts like Wushu, who just figured out a way to get in and kill Jiang Aijian.”

“impossible.”

Si Wuya suddenly remembered the scene where the blue lotus was in full bloom, “Jiang Aijian can’t kill… Master and his old man clearly wanted to protect him. In addition, the eyeliner I placed next to the prince replied that the prince has sent someone to try to assassinate Jiang Aijian.”

“The prince is going to kill the third prince?”

“The prince probably didn’t know that Jiang Aijian was the third prince. Killing him was to avenge the second prince Liu Huan and establish a prestige.” Si Wuya said.

Hear here.

Yu Zhenghai was amused, laughed, and patted Si Wuya on the shoulder.

Si Wuya frowned slightly and looked confused.

Yu Zhenghai said: “I am sometimes curious, how did you manage to be so popular in the palace?”

Si Wuya: “…”

“Don’t be ashamed, brother won’t laugh at you.” Yu Zhenghai said.

“…” Si Wuya was embarrassed.

“Really Princess Yongning?”

Speaking of Princess Yongning, Si Wuya shook his head and said: “Big brother misunderstood, I have no affection for her.”

Yu Zhenghai showed an expression that I understand, nodded, and said:

“No wonder Han Yuyuan dare not touch you.”

“What a good girl, you don’t even look down on… Junior Brother, you are so angry that you are so downhearted.”

Secretary Wuya was speechless for a while.

He quickly changed the subject: “Let’s talk about the next plan of the Netherworld Cult.”

“This is good, this is good! It’s just what I want.” Yu Zhenghai suddenly came to his mind, no longer gossiping about those boring children’s love.

The table is set.

Pave the map.

Si Wuya pointed a big hand and landed on the map of Liangzhou.

…

In a blink of an eye, another seven days passed.

After a wave of ten consecutive draws thank you for your patronage, Lu Zhou left the room, wanting to be sober.

The lottery stuff, really can’t let it go.

Gamblers are not afraid of having everything but nothing at the end of the bet.

When you are moving your muscles and bones–

Little Yuan’er appeared nearby and said, “Master, Master, the second brother hasn’t left the thinking hole for many days. The disciple is afraid that something will happen to him, Master, do you want to see it?”

Lu Zhou frowned slightly.

Didn’t think about it for seven days?

“How’s it going?”

“I turned gray the night before, but now my spirit is much worse. It seems that I can’t even hold the sword.”

Lu Zhou slowly turned around.

At this moment, Ming Shiyin, Zhaoyue, Zhu Honggong, Pan Zhong, Zhou Jifeng, and many female disciples poured into the East Pavilion one after another.

It’s as if it’s been discussed.

Puff, kneel down collectively.

“Master, please!”

Lu Zhou glanced over the crowd, and said, “Pray for the evildoer?”

Ming Shiyin said: “Even if the second brother is wrong, he has not been slaughtered for those who covet the Devil Heaven Pavilion in recent years. I beg Master to take action!”

Others also leaned down.

Lu Zhou shook his head and said:

“If you want to intercede, let him do it himself.”

“Master!”

“shut up.”

Lu Zhou’s voice sank, “As long as this seat is soft-hearted, how can Motian Pavilion be today? Tell him, if he wants to die, this seat will be fulfilled!”

Passing by.

Lu Zhou entered the East Pavilion.

He is not Ming Shiyin, not Zhaoyue, nor any of their brothers.

He is the master of Motian Pavilion.

Everyone froze in place.

Those words echoed in my ears, but if the heart was soft, the Devil Heaven Pavilion was long gone. If everyone is like this, who will be responsible for the disciples’ rebellion in the future?

What the master said is correct, even if you need someone else to intercede, how does the master build this Devil Heaven Pavilion?