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Chapter 118: Guard

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    In the afternoon, Luo Jiujiang returned to the familiar training method.

    It is worth mentioning that Zhen Shuangliu actually took out seventeen golden core puppets for him.

    Luo Jiujiang: ""

    He silently vomited a mouthful of blood in his heart, and reminded his master with a painful face: "Master, I'm still building the foundation, and this step is too much."

    It is true that Luo Jiujiang can deal with Jindan cultivators, but the premise of this situation is that there are only one or two opponents, and he must first avoid the opponent's offensive, and he will succeed in gaining momentum and hit it in one hit.

    However, opponents with seventeen Golden Core cultivation bases?  They don't even need to form an exquisite formation. They just build a human wall, which is enough for Luo Jiujiang to drink a pot. The level suppression will be maximized at this moment. Once Luo Jiujiang is caught by one of them, he will probably be surrounded by Tuan Tuan on the spot.  Surround them and beat them to death.

    This is not called training, this is called sacrificial burial.

    Zhen Shuangliu sat two steps away from the training ground, with a canopy above his head to shade him, and Bai Lian playing a fan behind him. Compared to Luo Jiujiang, who was frozen in the field surrounded by seventeen golden core puppets, he was really a  Youzai Youzai.

    However, when he raised his eyebrows, a cold sternness appeared in his pupils, which were already burning like will-o'-the-wisps: "Are you bargaining with your teacher? Will you pick your opponent in the future, or will your opponent pick you?"

    Luo Jiujiang held his chest and said with difficulty: "But Master, I think that if the opponent doesn't pick someone, it won't be possible for seventeen Golden Cores to attack me, a foundation cultivator."

    Seventeen golden elixirs teamed up to build a foundation, which is almost equivalent to the brawny men of the Black Tiger Heart Gang beating up a three-year-old boy. The few monks who can cultivate the golden elixir have no pride of their own.  Shame or not?

    At a glance, you can see how psychological the changing expression on Luo Jiujiang's face reflects. Zhen Shuangliu didn't reprimand Luo Jiujiang's refusal.  It was equivalent to refreshing him for a while.

    "What's the use of a face?" When she asked this sentence, Zhen Shuangliu's tone was even calm.

    Luo Jiujiang was taken aback by his question.

    Zhen Shuangliu tugged at the corners of her lips, but there was no smile on her face.  Every word he uttered was like throwing a knife outward, and the lines between the lines were full of aggressiveness: "In the secret realm of the Seven Islands, the Du family's child is treating you with a combination of Qi Refining Powder and Golden Elixir, is it shameful?  In the middle, the heterogeneous Taotie blatantly feeds on monks, treating you like a plaything in the palm of his youngest son, does he want face?"

    "When they kill you, wipe off the blood and flesh from the corners of your mouth, turn around and change into Luo Yi, you will still be the glamorous adults of the nine clans and the master of a world. All those who have disappeared must not express their grievances, and those who have been covered up  The only option is to die with injustice. Even if their skins are thrown on the ground and trampled by thousands of people, and then picked up and pasted on their faces, there will be no dirty footprints on them."

    "Is there a big difference between wanting and not having this kind of face?"

    "" Luo Jiujiang gave a wry smile, and slowly drew out his new knife, "It's really a disadvantage for people who want to face all over the world to be told by the master."

    Zhen Shuangliu watched coldly from the side: "So?"

    "But it's not us who did the wrong thing, it's their teeth that collapsed." Luo Jiujiang flicked his wrist, "Seventeen? Come on. Even if they tear off their face to deal with me, they have to grow a pair of steel teeth first  Iron teeth, this may not be able to bite."

    Zhen Shuangliu smiled slightly from the corner of his eyes, and gestured to drive the puppet.

    Bai Lian kept fanning Zhenshuangliu behind his back, not saying a word, like a born mute.  It wasn't until Luo Jiujiang Lianzhan and the two were caught in the empty door that they escaped one step too late. They were cut out by the monk's robe puppet from bottom to top, and their calves were smashed hard by the brow-level steel stick, making a muffled sound of bone shattering.  He fell to the ground with a low cry of pain, and he couldn't bear to speak.

    "Master, it's a waste to send more than ten golden cores to chase down the foundation-building monks, and they may not do so."

    Zhen Shuangliu raised his eyebrows: "My apprentice, still can't afford the treatment of a dozen golden elixir hunts? If you don't send Yuanying, you will be light."

    Why doesn't Bai Lian know this?  It's just that Luo Jiujiang was injured too badly, so he couldn't help interceding for him.

    Just as the master and servant were having a conversation, the seventeen puppets stopped all their hands, and Luo Jiujiang's whole body was exhausted.  Three of his ribs were broken, and his left arm was bent at a twisted and weird angle. He couldn't even gather his aura, and his eyes were a little distracted.

    "Get up." Zhen Shuangliu ordered Bai Lian behind him: "Then continue."

    "You don't need to remind the young master first"

    "With Jiujiang's talent, I'll talk about it after I don't realize it three times." Zhen Shuangliu supported his forehead with one hand, his face drooped slightly, and??Hongling's girl broke down badly when she tried to feed him dinner.

    "No, no need"

    Hong Ling misunderstood what he meant, and opened her eyes wide and said: "Young master, you have indeed established the foundation now, but the master specially ordered Xianpa porridge for you. You overdrawn too much this afternoon, which hurts the source, so you should enter  Some nourishing things are better."

    "I mean, you don't need to feed, let me do it myself." Luo Jiujiang tried to take the bowl with a wry smile, but Hong Ling twisted his back with a smile, "Young master is tired, just take a rest."

    "No winks, give it to me." Lanbo, who had been standing by Luo Jiujiang's side until now, stretched out her hand and said, "The porridge is still hot, I'll cool it down for the young master."

    Luo Jiujiang: "" No, he didn't mean that either!

    He rubbed his brows, trying to reason with the two snake demons who treated him like paper dolls: "Both of you are master's capable officers, so I dare not bother you like this. The guards that master said probably just let you go out on my trip."  Just keep me safe from time to time. I'm used to doing things myself, and I don't like to do things to others."

    "And you also follow in your daily life, which is somewhat inconvenient for me."

    "Inconvenient?" Upon hearing what Luo Jiujiang said, Lanbo raised his head after rubbing against it. He asked blankly, "What's inconvenient? The young master kills people, slaughters people all over the house, burns people's houses, what can we do?  ?¡±

    Luo Jiujiang: ""

    He choked on this confident tone, almost stunned.

    "May I ask, what did Master send you to do before?"

    "Assassination, killing, poisoning It's basically the same. Does the young master have someone to tell us?" Lan Bo asked, with his fingers on the short dagger at his waist, as if he was ready for Luo Jiujiang to throw out a name.  He ran out without hesitation.

    Luo Jiujiang hurriedly said: "No, I don't have any needs in this regard Master really didn't tell you that you can't follow some of my orders?" Master really dared to give him such a guard with no taboos, so he was not afraid of letting him go.  Is he acting too crazy?

    "The master said it." Hong Ling smiled and said: "The master has an order, we can't deliver the letter to the boy surnamed Han for the young master, no matter what the young master orders."

    Luo Jiujiang: ""

    ? A Lanbo seems to be serious and too down-to-earth, which is already very difficult to deal with. Coupled with an overly clever Hongling, he can sing oboe almost every day.  Although he only got along with these two people for less than one night, he could already foresee a miserable future life.

    "I'm not used to having outsiders around me." Luo Jiujiang sighed: "I know Master will definitely order you to protect me. It's not that I can withdraw if I say so. Let's not embarrass each other, make a compromise, and only leave one person by my side  OK?"

    "Okay, Lanbo is an outsider, let him follow the young master." Hong Ling smiled sweetly, "As for me, a word from the young master can make me recommend myself to the bed, and it will be convenient when I become a wife, yes  no?"

    Luo Jiujiang: ""

    Before Luo Jiujiang could speak, Lanbo on the side had already started to scold Hongling: "What are you thinking? The young master likes men!"

    Although these words sounded a bit weird, Luo Jiujiang still felt faintly relieved, but before he could breathe out, Lanbo behaved in a very simple and polite manner and asked: "So, the young master needs me tonight  An ice bed?"

    Luo Jiujiang spent a snap of his fingers thinking about what "ice bed" meant, and then suddenly realized that the two in front of him were cold-blooded animals with snake body and monster body.

    Luo Jiujiang: "No, no thanks. You are serious about murder and arson, so don't randomly expand your part-time job if you have nothing to do."

    But in his heart, he had already firmly thought: I will go to see Master tomorrow, and I will go there at dawn!

    He really couldn't stand these two guards.

    But at the same time, Luo Jiujiang's thoughts could not help but turn to other places because of the word "ice bed".

    He thought, Qianling's body is warm, he already knew it.  But if the other party turned into a dragon, with that slender and handsome figure, and the blue scales like the sky and the sea, what kind of temperature should it be when he touches it?

    Sure enough, we should try it out when we meet again.

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