Don't bother me, Lord Ghost King

It's easy for Yun Linglong to muddle through with a set of words.

None of you here has a heart of seven tricks, but Wang an doesn't go back to the source. Is it necessary for them to be serious?

Especially Nangong Yuxuan and Mo Wen, it's too late to be happy. Let's keep the rest in our heart for a while!

"After this, I can't let you go any more. You're the one who's been hijacked. I'm the one who lost face. My Mohist school is still pointing to you to carry it forward, which has become the biggest joke in the world. " After Mo Wen is happy, he is more and more dissatisfied with Yun Linglong.

Mohist people, it's good not to bully people. It's the first time they've been bullied!

"Well, as long as you use your mind a little bit, which one of martial arts and poison techniques can't keep you safe?" Mo asked and sighed.

This girl is Miss Biao of Lingxiao Pavilion. She has a good foundation for Qihuang's art. How can she be so useless?

Yun Linglong was asked not to look up, that, is some shame ah!

What master said is absolutely right. Even if one of the things he passed on to him was thoroughly studied, she would not let everyone worry for so long. It's because I don't pay enough attention that I deserve to be robbed.

Fortunately, she met Qiao Yu. How could she protect herself if she changed others? Does she have a future?

"Well, the son is not the fault of the godfather, the teacher is not strict, and the teacher is lazy. Only when the master is slack, can I accomplish nothing. What's more, it's very unkind of you. " Yun Linglong turns around and sees Mo Wen change his face. He starts to complain again.

After a long time together, she knew how to calm the anger in his heart.

My fault? Mo asked, speechless for a while.

But if you think about it, what she said is not totally unreasonable.

At the beginning, he agreed to accept this apprentice, but he felt that he owed Nangong Hanyan's kindness and could not repay it. If he taught her anything, it would be a confession to his old friend.

Later, I saw that the girl was very intelligent and could be made. She cherished her talents and planned to teach her skills seriously.

It's just that after so many years, he was used to being lazy and lacked enough patience. Just as she was about to leave for Tianli, he left immediately.

He didn't fulfill his duty of discipline, but where does this "inhumanity" come from?

"Girl, I've only passed on my accomplishments to you. Besides, you're not a Mohist. For you, I've ruined the teachings of my ancestors. Why am I not kind enough?" Mo Wen is not happy.

Yun Linglong bit his lower lip and tried to smile: "master, you should quickly build a Mohist to come out. I don't like it anywhere. I'm just an outsider in your heart."

"Poof!" Xiao Yin gushed out with a mouthful of wine.

He's crazy and open, but he doesn't have the courage to talk to his master like this. He'll be shot dead.

"Cough..." night also coughed up.

This wench, still really have no a rule, in the elder's front is also like this mouth not to obstruct. Don't say that as a disciple, she is a girl. She can't say it anyway!

She just said it, as if it were nothing.

Luo Yixuan frowned, looked at Yun Linglong, and then looked at the night.

He is very strange. How do two people with different temperament get along with each other on weekdays? It's so hard to be proud of my lonely elder martial brother.

Nangong Yuxuan doesn't dare to look up. He who dares to make fun of Er Mo can sit here in a big way. Except Yun Linglong, there is no other one in the world.

Mo asked a face completely red up, this, this dead girl!

Is that, that, that easy to make?

"Master, you can't call yourself old man any more. In fact, you are not old at all. You look much younger than my father. It's easy for you to marry a charming lady. As for my mother, she has been found. Now she has both children and husband and wife. Your guilt can be written off. If you don't object, I'll find a nice person for you myself. " Cloud Linglong eyes see ink asked to turn over, quickly changed the topic.

Mo asked one, the first two were big. He had never heard of his apprentice matchmaking for master.

What's the matter?

"Don't worry about me!" His face was calm and his tone was extremely impatient.

"Oh, it's me. I'm sorry." Yun Linglong admits her mistake.

Well, it's almost the same. Mo Wen was a little bit smooth.

"I still want to mediate for you and my mother to relieve the old grudge! It seems that I've done too much. " Yun Linglong sighed softly, her eyes were broken, and her smile was bad.

Well!

Mo asked to be crazy, this girl, sincere!

"You can help with this." Lest she should change her mind, he hastened to give an advice.

"Master, don't you blame me for my trouble?" Yun Linglong asked carefully.

Mo Wen couldn't help his anger any longer, and he clapped across the table.

This girl is going to turn the world upside down!

Nangong Yuxuan was startled. How could Linglong, who was so delicate, stand his palm?

"Martial uncle, show mercy!" He reached out to stop it.

Yun Linglong also sat smiling, as if he didn't feel the danger at all, but he saw the city at night and waved his hand to meet it.

Mo Wen didn't use much strength, and she just wanted to point Yun Linglong's dumb acupoint. She really made herself very upset, so she let her stop first.

By Nangong Yuxuan a pull, the direction deviated, the strength also vented, even if hit cloud Linglong's body, also is not painful.

But the hand of the city at night made him shake, and his right arm felt numb.

Good boy, good strength, good speed!

Mo Wen was shocked and praised in his heart.

It can be seen that the night is just a wave at will, but I'll stand up and see!

Alas, the young man is an old man in the world. If he starts to work hard, he will not be able to fight against the young king an. The girl just said that he was not old, but she was lying with her eyes open.

Yun Linglong also followed Mo Wen to practice Kung Fu. Naturally, he knew that the two people would fight each other quietly. What's more, nightfall has the upper hand.

It's good that no one can bully her as long as he's here.

The corner of cloud exquisite Long's mouth unconsciously cocked up.

"Oh, let my master fight! If he doesn't get rid of the anger in his heart, how can he give it to him in the future? It doesn't matter if I fight a few times. Anyway, I'm going to see my mother tomorrow. Some people will be distressed. " Yun Linglong yells at night.

Is this someone's heartache or someone's support?

Mo asked special helpless, this girl play rogue Kung Fu first class son!

Get cheap and sell well!