Chapter 2292

Master, master!

I'm stalling!

I'm not going to fight the people of lengyuming pattern city!

We people in Tianfeng Mingwen city have hope!

Song Cheng felt a burst of tears in his heart. He didn't expect that things would develop to this extent.

He quickly shouted, "no, no!"

He must not allow his master to risk himself.

The other inscriptions of Tianfeng Mingwen city are OK. Anyway, when we challenge later, we must go in together.

But his master doesn't have the strength of Ming Wen. He can't go in!

"My master can't go in!"

He shouted to the people in Leng Yuming city.

"Hum, your master has promised. Song Cheng, with you, what qualification do you have to say no?"

The Lord of Leng Yuming pattern looked at him contemptuously and said coldly, "don't look at your virtue!"

Why does a person who is not even a junior inscriptionist yell here?

Really think you're a character?

The words of the city master with Leng Yuming pattern rang out. In an instant, the face of song city rose red.

He clenched his teeth and was about to continue to speak. At this time, a cold voice, slightly with the dumb and clear voice of some teenagers, came from the crowd from afar.

"People of Leng Yuming pattern city, I'm afraid you've misunderstood."

"My master means that you are not worthy of Shizu's injury."

"He'll deal with you."

"Master, do you think so?"

With the sound, song Cheng jumped up in an instant.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."

His words were only half heard, and it was a fierce stem in an instant.

The word "brother" poured back into his throat with his saliva.

In an instant, song Cheng was choked by his saliva and coughed violently.

But even so, his round eyes, frightened by fear, did not leave the shadow that came out of the crowd.

My God!

His precious apprentice, his peerless good apprentice, how can he become a... Man?!

A teenager came out of the crowd.

The figure is graceful and elegant. He holds the fan in his left hand. The jade skin is mixed with the ivory handle. He can't tell who is whiter.

The young man's face was covered with a dark golden mask, which covered most of his face, revealing only a pair of eyes like stars and moon.

The stars there are bright and can almost compete with the sun and moon.

The canthus, which was slightly picked up, was unspeakably evil and indulgent, with some cold breath.

The lips under the mask are as red as fire, and the point is crimson on the arc perfect, jade snow-white chin. When the lips are slightly raised, it is unspeakable thrilling!

Such a young man, even if he can't see the face under his mask, can also feel that it must be unparalleled and amazing.

However, song Cheng noticed only the small Adam's apple on his precious apprentice's throat.

Oh, oh, my God!

The world is mysterious!

Oh, my God!

My precious apprentice, how can he become a man!

Apprentice! You didn't tell me that you would become a man!

Song Cheng's face was dull. If it weren't for the words Luo Qingtong said when he came out, he almost didn't dare to recognize that the evil and romantic young man in front of him was his precious apprentice!