"It's really extraordinary that you have broken through the level 6 Xuanshi University at a young age, disciple." The patriarch's eyesight can be seen at a glance that in the case of arbors, we can continue to advance and directly break through the seven levels of Xuanshi.

But the child did not do so, which means that although she is young, her mind is superior, and her willpower is really comparable.

The master's eyes flashed a light sigh, nodded and took out a round jade bracelet from his waist, on which was carved a green pine and cypress.

Murong URT reached out and took it completely impolitely. He waved his plain white wrists to the Lord and said with a smile, "thank you so much, masters. Disciples, go home."

Iniquities!

The patriarch yelled angrily again, and watched Murong URT and his three disciples leave. The words were swearing, but the eyes were all smiling.

"Senior sister, come out!" Suddenly, a figure sprang out of the broken ruins of the eaves. It was covered with dust, and its hair was all scattered and askew.

The patriarch looked at the two disciples' confused appearance and couldn't help but draw a corner of his mouth.

Lu Yun is holding a silk flower umbrella with thin bones, reaching out to block his thin lips and laughing, "second elder martial sister, you are blind! I didn't see that elder martial sister took her little apprentice back to the first peak! As I said earlier, don't be too stupid. I'm flooded. "

Yang Rong darted to the front of the patriarch.

The disciples silently counted: one, two, three! As soon as the three words fell, I saw Yang Wurong pounce on the past

"Master, elder martial sister bullies people!" Yang Guorong hugged the master's thigh and kept pulling the master's trouser legs. He cried to his father and mother, "master, you old man must make a decision for me! Master, master... "

"Don't pull, don't pull, don't pull!! Don't pull, loosen, let go!! Let go!! A Rong, I command you to stand! Carved! Loose! Hands! " The old face of the patriarch was a little green. He held his pants waist in one hand, and was careful not to be dragged down by the two forced disciples who kept pulling the pants legs.

All the disciples of the two peaks hung their heads and their shoulders shook slightly.

Lu Yun reached for his hand and covered his mouth. He couldn't help laughing.

"Master, elder martial sister robbed my apprentice! You must make decisions for your disciples and me!! How can she do such a wicked thing? My apprentice has arrived at the fourth level Xuanshi cultivation since he was young. "

The patriarch's face was muddled, and then Mumu replied, "what fourth level Xuanshi, my baby's apprentice is now the sixth level Xuanshi, and can be promoted to the seventh level at any time."

Ha ha, it's not a boast. You have done three times and five times. The whole sky star. You can find another quasi seven level Xuanshi who is seven years old. That's your boast!

A group of two peak disciples, including Lu Yun, all unconsciously drew lip corners.

Master, if you talk too much, you will soon know what is the end of talking too much

Yang Guorong drags the master's trouser leg's hand, directly froze for a piece of seconds, then immediately erupts a earth shaking roar, "master ah!"!!! You have to make decisions for your disciples! My little apprentice of level six xuanshida's Chengjing, I was left by senior sister! You're going to help me get her back! That's my baby, my life, master, master! "

"Hiss!" Once, with the sound of the master's trouser legs being torn off, Yang's shouting suddenly stopped.

The face of the patriarch turned to dung and earth in an instant. A shuddering voice fell heavily on the forehead of his second apprentice.

Trough! This is the first time this year that you tore your pants!!