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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of the Dragon Chapter 273: Disciple

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    Chapter 273 Apprentice

    ¡°Master!¡± All the disciples shouted urgently, wanting to rush in to save him.

    "Everyone stop it!" A voice shouted suddenly.

    The voice is soft and gentle, and it feels like drops of nectar in the heart. It is indescribably comfortable, but it also contains powerful power that makes your heart beat slower.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????? Everyone wanted to rush up and help the leader, but they didn't know how many people were surrounding the leader. When they were anxious, Fang Xueqing stopped them and turned around to look at him in confusion.

    Fang Xueqing¡¯s bright eyes were focused, and her gaze was like substance: ¡°Everyone, retreat and form a formation. No one can hurt the young master!¡±

    "Yes!" Everyone responded in a low voice, retreating helplessly, getting close to each other, shrinking into a ball, and drawing out their swords, like a hedgehog.

    The yellow dust filled the air, and there were constant banging sounds, as if heavy objects were falling to the ground. The yellow dust lingered for a long time, making it difficult for everyone to see clearly.

    They were waiting attentively, holding their swords in their hands, ready to move, ready to rush forward to save the leader in danger.

    They all looked at Fang Xueqing, looking at her beautiful face openly, but saw that her face was calm and careless.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????? Everyone is confused. They don't know whether Miss Xueqing doesn't care about the leader, or it is something else that makes her so careless.

    When Fang Xueqing saw everyone looking over her, she shook her head and said calmly: "What are you worried about? Who can hurt the young master?!"

    Everyone shook their heads and smiled bitterly. They didn't expect Miss Xueqing to be so confident.

    After a while, the yellow dust dispersed, Xiao Yuesheng's green shirt was fluttering, his posture was calm, his face was calm, as if nothing happened.

    Beside him, more than ten people were lying on the ground, wearing black clothes, motionless, scattered in all directions, forming a circle, and he was the center of the circle.

    "Master?" Fang Xueqing stepped in front of him and called softly.

    Xiao Yuesheng lowered his head slightly, clasped his fists and said to Zhao Ningqing: "Uncle Zhao, thank you for your hard work. Let's go up the mountain together and have a celebration banquet tonight!"

    Zhao Ningqing shook his head: "This is what should be done."

    She looked at the scattered men in black and said in a deep voice: "Or an assassin from Xixia?!"

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded lightly and smiled: "Who else could be there besides them? They are very patient and wait until you return to the mountain."

    "Fortunately, Master, you came in time!" Zhao Ningqing sighed.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled. If it weren't for them, he wouldn't have shown up. He just wanted to catch all the Xixia assassins this time.

    But now it seems that the effect is not great, it only attracted more than 20 assassins. The real masters are very alert and may have been hiding for a long time and did not show up.

    The lights in the hall are brightly lit, as bright as day, the bull candles are burning brightly, and the noise is endless. A dinner party is being held here to celebrate everyone's return after a great victory.

    The disciples drank a few glasses of wine, and gradually became bolder. They came over one after another to toast Xiao Yuesheng's wine, but Xiao Yuesheng accepted them one by one without hesitation.

    After more than thirty bowls of wine, his expression remained as usual, which made everyone marvel. They didn't expect the headmaster to have such a large amount of wine when he looked at Wenya.

    Zhao Ningqing saw that they were going crazy and becoming more and more outrageous. They did not take the majesty of the leader seriously at all, so he lowered his face and glared a few times.

    She was always stern, but with a glare, all the disciples calmed down one after another. Although they were itchy, they did not dare to come over to toast again.

    Xiao Yuesheng slowly walked out of the hall, stood on the steps, looked at the bright moon, the white jade cup in his hand was shaking gently, his expression was leisurely.

    The sound of footsteps sounded, and Zhao Ningqing slowly walked over and stood beside him: "Master, what should He Zhifei and the others do?"

    Xiao Yuesheng did not turn around, looked at the moon, shook his head and smiled: "Uncle Zhao, what do you think should be done with them?"

    Zhao Ningqing pondered for a moment and said slowly: "Logically speaking, this He Zhifei has not done many evil deeds, and his crimes will not lead to death."

    ¡°Oh¡ª¡ª?¡± Xiao Yuesheng turned his head and looked over with a smile.

    "I heard Xue Qing say that this He Zhifei has always been just a practicing disciple. He doesn't go out to rob homes and houses, and he still has some conscience." Zhao Ningqing said.

    ??????

    "Then how to deal with it?" Zhao Ningqing frowned, seeming embarrassed.

    Xiao Yuesheng thought for a while and said with a smile: "How about giving up your martial arts and throwing it down the mountain?"

    Zhao Ningqing was startled and quickly shook his head: "That's a little too cruel!  How about letting him join our sect and become an ordinary disciple?"

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said: "Can he agree? Isn't it too great?Feeling wronged?  "

    ¡°He was a talented person, it¡¯s a pity to lose him like this.¡± Zhao Ningqing said hurriedly.

    ¡°When you are not a family member, you don¡¯t know how valuable firewood and rice are. When you are not a family member, you don¡¯t know the importance of talents. Now she is thirsty for talents, and the boss does not help. She relies entirely on herself, which is a bit difficult.

    Xiao Yuesheng pondered for a moment, thought about it, remained silent, the white jade cup swayed slightly, his eyes looked at the full moon in the night sky, and smiled slightly.

    After a while, Zhao Ningqing felt a little uneasy and whispered: "Master"

    Xiao Yuesheng lowered his head and smiled at her: "Okay, just listen to my uncle, leave him alive and join our Wuliang Sword Sect."

    "Thank you, Master!" Zhao Ningqing was overjoyed.

    Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and said with a smile: "I will naturally support my uncle's decision. As long as it is beneficial to our sword sect, how can I oppose it?!"

    "Yes." Zhao Ningqing nodded heavily. She also understood that although the leader did not care about the affairs within the sect, he had deep feelings for the sect and made great contributions.

    No matter how hard he works and how hard he works, in terms of contribution, he is far inferior to the master. It was he who created the infinite swords and gave them to himself and his disciples. It was he who enhanced the strength of his disciples through exquisite training methods and made rapid progress.  .

    "If it were me, even if I became the leader, if I worked diligently, the final outcome would be that the Wuliang Sword Sect would still be the original third-rate sect. It all depends on the person's face.

    At this moment, Fang Xueqing came curling up, her moon-white skirt fluttering, her figure becoming more graceful and swaying.

    ¡°Sir,¡± she called softly.

    Zhao Ningqing nodded gently, left Xiao Yuesheng, and returned to the hall to stop the disciples from messing around. They drank and became lawless.

    "What's wrong?" Xiao Yuesheng asked Fang Xueqing with a smile.

    Fang Xueqing's cheeks were flushed, obviously from drinking, and she was extremely charming. Under the moonlight, her eyes were gleaming, and her gaze was captivating, directly drawing away people's souls.

    " Xiao Yuesheng looked at her with a smile, his expression unmoving, but secretly sighing in his heart, this Xue Qing is really a masterpiece of nature, a masterpiece of nature, so beautiful that it is difficult to resist the temptation.

    "How to deal with these people?" Fang Xueqing asked with a smile, staring at him with bright eyes.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled: "Why do you care about this?"

    "I think this He Zhifei's crime will not lead to death, and he can also make prompt decisions. He is a shrewd person, a rare talent." Fang Xueqing pursed her lips and chuckled.

    "Then what do you think we should do?" Xiao Yuesheng asked with a smile.

    Fang Xueqing pursed her lips and smiled softly: "Master, how about you accept him as your disciple?"

    Xiao Yuesheng laughed and shook his head: "With my current abilities, how can I accept a disciple?"

    "I think he is a good candidate." Fang Xueqing said hurriedly, tilting her head and saying: "Look, he is loyal, can distinguish right from wrong, and can understand the situation. Aren't these enough?"

    Xiao Yuesheng thought for a while, but still shook his head: "I am too busy taking care of myself right now, how can I have time to take on a disciple?"

    "Sir, how about you accept a disciple and I can help teach him?" Fang Xueqing still refused to give up and actively encouraged him.

    Xiao Yuesheng laughed, shook his head and said, "Then is he your apprentice or mine?"

    "Am I not your apprentice on behalf of the young master?!" Fang Xueqing disagreed.

    "Well, let me think about this for a while." Xiao Yuesheng chuckled and did not refuse directly. He seemed to be a little moved.

    Fang Xueqing nodded hurriedly: "That's right, think about it carefully, master, you will save a lot of trouble by having an apprentice!"

    "You" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and laughed, waving his hand.

    Fang Xueqing chuckled: "Then I'll go in, young master."

    With that said, she turned around and went back, curling up like a weak willow in the wind, extremely gentle and swaying, becoming more and more alluring.

    Xiao Yuesheng looked at her back, smiled and shook his head.

    The idea of ??taking on a disciple flashed through his mind, vaguely there, but he couldn't make up his mind. Taking on a disciple is troublesome, but it also has advantages. He can do anything for him, which represents himself to a certain extent.

    Nowadays, Fang Xueqing often represents herself. Although she is her maid, she is similar to a female disciple. According to her martial arts skills, she also does things on her behalf.

    She is quite smart and can help him, so he favors her so much, but if he accepts another disciple, it will be a bit of a headache, and he really doesn¡¯t want to be a teacher anymore.
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