"That's true." Fang Tianyou thought for a while, he was going to be the suzerain anyway, and the news of flogging corpses really didn't sound good, it seemed that he was so narrow-minded that he would retaliate, it was inappropriate, so he stopped He moved and put on his belt again.
"Thank you to the seniors for saving lives, and the juniors are very grateful!" The three disciples of the Xuangang Sect stepped forward to thank them again.
"They are all our own people, so you don't have to be so polite." Fang Tianyou waved his hand and said.
"My own?" Several Xuangang disciples looked puzzled.
"Don't you know?" Fang Tianyou was even more puzzled: Could it be that they don't know who they are?
"Know what?" Several Xuangang disciples were not only puzzled, but also a little dazed.
"Beautiful man, come and talk to them, tell them who I am." Fang Tianyou said to Fatty Bai.
He could tell that these people really hadn't heard of their name, and they didn't know who they were. The fact is indeed true, these disciples of the Xuangang Sect have been traveling abroad, and they rushed back after receiving a summons from the sect a few days ago, and they still don't know the name of the new young sect master.
"Did you say you can't do it yourself?" Fatty Bai said angrily.
"Don't you think there is something missing from what I said myself?" Fang Tianyou said while holding his chin.
Well, a little less vanity. Self-reporting your identity is much more powerful than being open to others or subordinates. This is also Young Master Fang's old illness. I remember that it was like this in Xinghua Temple before, and it is still like this when I come to Wuji Shengtian. Of course, this is also normal. When he came to Wuji Shengtian, besides being beaten and mining, he was locked in a small black room. Even after being accepted as a disciple by Jiang Mingyuan, he was also locked in a small black room all year round. He had very little contact with the outside world, so some villains The problem is not that it can be corrected by changing it.
"This one is the new young master of your Xuangang Sect, Fang Tianyou." The fat man knew Fang Tianyou's bad habit, and it was not easy to shame him in front of his disciples, so he had to temporarily play the role of a dog's leg, flipping through the pages. Baiyan introduced.
"What, you are the Young Sect Master?" The disciples of the Xuangang Sect looked at their bruised and swollen faces, with a few big black bags on their heads, and tears on their faces, as if they had just been beaten up and wept bitterly Fang Tianyou was all surprised.
"That's right!" Fang Tianyou took out the Young Sect Order, looked up at his nostrils to the sky, and put on the air of a suzerain again.
"Disciples Chen Ding, Wu Qingyuan, Wei Ningfang, pay homage to the Young Sect Master, and thank you Young Sect Master and the seniors for saving their lives." The Young Sect's order was not false, and several Xuangang Sect disciples quickly bowed their knees to salute. But looking up and looking at Fang Tianyou's tear-stained and bruised face, it still feels weird.
How could the majestic young master of Xuangang Sect be beaten up like this? As disciples of the Xuangang Sect, they felt embarrassed when they saw it, but they were not ashamed at all when they saw Fang Tianyou's triumphant appearance, and they didn't take this matter to heart at all. This seems to be really thick-skinned up.
By the way, just think about the fact that he punched and kicked a corpse of a monster just now, and took off his belt to whip the corpse. This kind of thing is not something ordinary people can do. It seems that the young suzerain of my own family cannot be judged by common sense.
In just a moment, without even saying a word, they came to such a conclusion about their young suzerain. This conclusion is completely correct, let alone a few of them, including Lu Changsheng, Zhan Shibo, and other elders and deacons of the Xuangang Sect. It's all secretly a headache.
"Get up, I told you that you are welcome." Fang Tianyou pretended to be displeased and said. But those brows that were beaming and raised high, and the complacency in those eyes, could not be concealed no matter what. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com