The battle was over and the defenders were completely defeated. He was picked out again and knelt down in a row with all the Kuhaha miners. Seeing the condescending and murderous eyes of the winning side, Young Master Fang trembled and made the second wisest decision in his life. His knees softened and he knelt on the ground, crying in the second saddest tone of his life. Weeping loudly, "Hero, please spare me. I have a ninety-year-old mother and a two-year-old brother. The whole family depends on me to support them. I beg the hero"
Then, he was kicked over and knocked unconscious. And before fainting, he vaguely heard the other party's contemptuous ridicule.
"Hehe, what's going on with this idiot?"
"Probably scared out of my wits."
"There is a ninety-year-old mother on the top, and a two-year-old brother on the bottom. Coughcough, his father, it's not easy."
"Do you want to stay?"
"Why would a fool keep it? Forget it, just beat him up for a few hours and throw it out."
When I woke up again, I don't know how many days later, Young Master Fang felt as if all the bones in his body were falling apart, and even his mind was blank.
After lying down for several days, he finally regained consciousness, thinking of his father, Gu Fenghua, Luo Enen, Fatty Bai At that moment, Young Master Fang burst into tears.
After waking up, young master Fang took the healing elixir that Gu Fenghua had personally refined, and a few days later, he staggered away from the sad place and wandered around in the extreme spirit realm.
Perhaps, even God couldn't stand his tragic fate, and finally gave him a chance. By accident, he came to a low-rank sect, and happened to catch up with this sect to recruit disciples. This time, he remembered the name of this sect: Wuwangzong.
It's just a low-rank sect, so of course it doesn't have too high requirements for recruiting disciples, and Young Master Fang's qualifications happen to be not too bad, so he successfully passed the assessment and was accepted by the Wuwang sect.
What surprised him the most was that, according to the elder Chuan Gong who was in charge of the assessment, his aptitude was rare in the Wuwang sect for thousands of years. If he cultivated hard, he might be accepted as a adopted son by the suzerain and inherit the suzerain's position in the future.
Seeing that ancient sect with his own eyes, seeing the resplendent main hall of the suzerain, he knew that he was not deceived this time.
It's just a low-rank sect. In the past, young master Fang would not have taken this position of suzerain seriously, but now it is different. Young master Fang, who has been a black miner for a while, has already experienced the spiritual extreme It was not easy for Yu Yu to survive, and he was so excited that he almost cried on the spot when he heard the words of the elder Chuan Gong.
He secretly vowed in his heart that he must practice hard, must sit on the position of the suzerain of Wuwang Sect, and must live out his own personality.
With such ambitions in mind, Fang Tianyou and several other selected young people came to the suzerain hall together.
At this moment, the ancient bell in the sect rang. The distant sound of the bell shook people's hearts, and young master Fang was ecstatic when he heard it, and he couldn't help but secretly sighed: As expected of the Promise, even if it's just a low-rank sect, it's so pompous for new disciples to get started. This welcome ceremony is really too grand.
Of course, there may not be such a big show every time a new disciple starts, this time it is just a special case because of him. After all, he is a man who is very hopeful to inherit the position of suzerain, so the welcome ceremony should be a little more grand. After the shock, Young Master Fang thought so complacently. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com