The Wuzong who was standing in front led the disciples of the Yanyang Sword Sect away. Two men in black wandered in the night. On the side of the quiet pool on the back of the mountain of the Wushuang Academy teaching residence, a figure paced back and forth, looking at the mountain road from time to time.

When two sneaky figures appeared, they immediately wanted to meet them, but they didn't know what they thought of and stopped.

With a square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, Zhu Tingyu's righteous eyebrows, there is a gloom that cannot be dissipated between his eyebrows.

In the battle of Lingjiang, seven cities and hundreds of towns withered. Without disciples to become disciples, there would be no income, so the martial arts masters could only find their own way out.

At that time, Wushuang Academy gave him an olive branch. Although the subsequent investment was unpleasant, it also benefited a lot.

I thought I would live my life on Chixia Mountain, but I didn't expect that the Fan family in Boma City actually came to me.

When the eight-year-old child took the opportunity to ask for advice after class and said seriously that as long as he handed over the entire chapter of "The Five Elements Holy Spirit Foundation Building" to the Fan family, he could achieve an extremely bright future, Zhu Tingyu was moved.

Teaching people to build foundation is just a means of making a living, not his ambition.

When I was a teenager, I thought that a real man was right away, and when I woke up, I was domineering the world. The pride of lying in the tent of a beautiful woman was long polished by time.

The dream and ambition of the man who had already been shriveled and buried broke out again under the watering of an eight-year-old child in the Fan family.

In Zaohong Town, Mutaizhou, there are terraced fields and 20,000 households. This is the reward promised by the Fan family.

Zhu Tingyu tightened his hand-copied book in his arms, which is the capital for him to settle down in the future!

"Zhi Zhu is indeed a believer."

Among the two men in black who walked into Youtan, one of them tied the mask underneath and laughed softly: "Have you brought the things?"

With his right hand covering his chest and abdomen, Zhu Tingyu was strong and calm: "The things are brought naturally, but how can Zhu guarantee that the Fan family will not regret it after giving them to you?"

The man who untied the cover frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "What does Teach Zhu mean?"

"Nothing interesting."

Seeing the man's bad expression, Zhu Tingyu took a step forward and said lightly: "I have heard too many stories about breaking bridges and killing donkeys when I crossed the river. Zhu was afraid that he would have the same fate, so he thought of a way to have the best of both worlds."

"What's the solution?"

The man looked impatient, but looking at Zhu Tingyu who was very cautious, he had no choice but to ask according to the other party's words.

"Zhu wants to marry the legitimate daughter of Zhu of Fan's family. In this way, if he becomes a family, there is nothing he cannot share."

Zhu Tingyu smiled and said, "If you can't agree to this condition, Zhu will be really uneasy."

The two of them obviously did not expect that they had seen Zhu Tingyu have such twists and turns. Facing the other party's lion, the man who opened the mask suppressed his anger and said, "Please also ask Master Zhu to recognize his identity, what is the identity of the head of the family's daughter? Even if he offers a picture and makes meritorious contributions, this requirement will be exceeded!"

"Then please ask both of you to go back."

Zhu Tingyu patted his belly and said regretfully: "It seems that the Fan family doesn't really want it, and they can't even give up their only daughter. It seems that Zhu should still find a "more sincere" buyer."

The three words "more sincere" added with the accent are a threat of fearlessness and a proud look for it.

Just as Zhu Tingyu said, many families in Longzhou are dancing gracefully because of the "Five Elements Holy Spirit Foundation Building Map", and many of them regard this as a reliance on catching up with the rich.

What these small tribes are best at is taking a gamble. If there is really a way to contact Zhu Tingyu, it will be no surprise that they agree to any conditions.

The negotiations were deadlocked. The man in black who had unbuttoned his mask had a terrifying face and didn't know how to advance and retreat. He had both a churn murderous intent in his heart and an urgency to worry about his own safety.

How long can the Wuzong raised by more than ten aristocratic families last for the disciples of the Yanyang Sword Sect?

Only God knows this kind of thing, but it is certain that it will not be long to give them time.

So quickly taking Zhu Tingyu was the top priority, and it was obvious that he could not do this. The man who unbuttoned the mask could only ask for help from his companions who had been silent.

"We know what Teacher Zhu wants."

The tall companion took the conversation and said to Zhu Tingyu: "I just ask Teacher Zhu to wait patiently in the college. When we ask the clan leader, don't sell the real skills at the second price."

The tough attitude of sitting on the ground was rewarded. Zhu Tingyu's hands covering his chest and abdomen were trembling, so he ignored the flashing gaze of the man who lifted his mask when he lowered his head.

“It’s natural.”

Zhu Tingyu promised to the still masked man: "Before the Fan family responded, Zhu would never contact other families again, so you can rest assured."

"It's no basis for speaking, and it's a pledge to swear."

The masked man opened his palms and approached Zhu Tingyu naturally.

Zhu Jiaxi, who was not sure, thought that the beauty of the country was close to him, and even let go of his right hand that was protecting his chest and abdomen, and spread his palms to meet him.

With one touch of his palms, Zhu Tingyu's whole body was paralyzed, and his spiritual power ran uncontrollably inside his body.

"Uh...uh...hohohoho..."

The low wailing sounds that could only be shaken by the throat were filled with pain, and Zhu Tingyu's eyes were full of begging, but the man in black was unmoved like a hidden pool behind him, quietly watching the person in front of him twitching from painful convulsions to stiff collapse.

He bent and untied Zhu Tingyu's clothes. The man in black chased his fingers and took out the hand-written skills from the other party's arms, and put them in his arms without looking through them.

They have been delaying here for too long, so they have to leave Chixia Mountain as soon as possible.

But when the man in black obtained the Foundation Establishment Method and was about to call his companions to leave, a cold air rushed from his back to the Tianling.

There was an extremely tall man who put his hand on the back of his companion's neck, and a giant dragon-slashing blade was standing beside him, and the uneven blade surface was covered with jagged teeth.

"Come on, stay."

The light of the sword flashes, and it is hard to imagine that the dragon-slaying blade that is more than a foot sways is as light as falling leaves, as if it is splashing ink.

The last picture left in the vision of the man in black is like a dream and is as beautiful as the world.

The Lord of the Demon Palace picked up the "Five Elements Holy Spirit Foundation Building Method" copied by Zhu Tingyu from a pile of minced meat, and looked through the moonlight as if no one else had seen it.

"It's all wrong to copy, stupid."

Looking through two pages, throwing the paper, wrapping the spiritual power one by one, and turning three corpses together with the so-called true skills, using the demon-refining real cremation to gray. The gray-white residue was brought up by the cold wind, and mixed with frost and snow, regardless of each other.

...

The Wuzong team organized by the Fan family died silently, and the two self-savvy spies were nothing left.

I thought that after the dean left Wushuang City, the empty city that was unprepared, became a beast that swallowed people and did not spit bones, and many aristocratic families gathered their thoughts to stir up the wind and the clouds.

But there are always some people who think they can do things that ordinary people cannot do, and only after tirelessly sending the dead soldiers raised by their families into the tiger's mouth, they have no choice but to accept their fate.
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