The fight at the west gate of Fangu City was a mess. Mu Da and Mu Er, who were originally very strong, didn't even have a chance to fart in front of the even more powerful boss lady. From the beginning to the end, the two sixth-level masters were as if they were being abused by children. Like playing rag dolls, one was stuffed into the city wall, and the other was skinned into a bloody corpse.
It is not easy to stuff a big living person into a hard city wall. At least it is much harder than stuffing a round eggplant into your butt hole. You must know that just a few decades ago, the Mongolian Empire's 40,000-strong army attacked. Hundreds of trebuchets bombed the city indiscriminately, but they did not collapse the walls of Fangu City. The proprietress forced a person into the city wall, which was an unrepeatable feat in anyone's eyes.
The story goes that when Li Xiaozong sent people to pull out Mu Da¡¯s body, the soldier who did it scolded him for an hour, and finally used a shovel to smash the body inside the wall and shovel it out. Then he dug a pit, buried it, and sprinkled some dirty urine on it.
Fang Jie knew that the old cripple in Red Sleeves was a master, but he never thought that the cripple was very tall, because he had firmly believed that Mu Xiaoyao could sense any master. Since Mu Xiaoyao hadn't said that in the past three years, The old cripple is something to be wary of, so he is definitely not as strong as Mu Xiaoyao and Da Quan.
But tonight, he finally realized that the things he believed in were sometimes ridiculous.
This world is so big that Fang Jie knows that he will never reach the end in his lifetime. Fangu City is too small, only three and a half miles long and three miles wide.
But this small border town in this big world actually hides so many perverted masters. Being able to easily destroy two sixth-level ones, the most conservative estimate is that the proprietress also has the strength of a seventh-level or even eighth-level one. Fang Jie really couldn't understand how the landlady's seemingly petite body contained so much energy. Killing two sixth-level ones seems easier than killing two chickens.
And that old lame man has no trace of the demeanor of an outsider. Wearing an old leather jacket, there is always a wine gourd as big as two heads connected by his waist, which contains the poorest quality liquor. Whenever you see him, you will feel that Hongxiu Zhao has been downgraded by more than one level because of his presence. .
What should a foreigner be like?
Not everyone should be wearing fluttering white clothes. Even if they don¡¯t look like flowers, they still have to look pleasing to the eye. Holding a long sword like autumn water in his hand, he shook the sword flower and said, "Hurry up and reveal yourself, monster!" Easily and simply destroy demons, then step on the flying sword and say "leave" and you will disappear without a trace.
Even if you are a down-and-out type, you must at least be stylish. This old cripple always looks like he could be knocked down by a gust of wind. His body is so thin that only his eardrums are left except his bones. Looking at that ugly and ugly face, it looked like he had attempted rape when he was young.
Subversion
It has completely subverted Fang Jie¡¯s outlook on life, values ??and love. Is this the legendary destruction of the three outlooks?
Standing up with difficulty, Fang Jie really wanted to say something to the old lame man. Didn¡¯t you realize that my unique bones are the offspring of a unique master? But he was also worried that a master like Lao Laizi could fly out with just one fart. It would be too unfair to end up like the two unlucky guys who were embedded in the city wall by the landlady.
"In Journey to the West, Sun Wukong killed a group of little demons with his fart. Fang Jie had a self-awareness. His current abilities are definitely not as good as those little demons that were blown away by his fart.
"Are you going to follow me or not?"
The old lame man was slightly angry, looked at Mu Xiaoyao and said seriously: "Although I have been looking for a disciple all my life to find someone like you, it doesn't mean that I have to beg you humbly. Although I have done my duty in the world these years, Be honest, but you could scare a lot of people to death by stamping your feet. If you hesitate again, I will leave immediately and pretend I have never seen you. I will count to five, and if you don¡¯t agree, it will be useless even if you kneel down to beg me in the future. ¡±
"one!"
"Promise, promise!"
Fang Jie ran over from the side and said with a smile: "How can you not agree to such a good thing? She was just scared. I tell you, old lameGrandpa, she is my follower, what I said It's more effective than her own words. From now on, she will be your apprentice, and I will make the decision."
"You can make the decision?"
The old cripple asked.
Fang Jie nodded and said, "Of course I can."
"Well!"
The old cripple said: "You go, she stays."
Fang Jie turned around and left without even saying anything. He helped the big dog up from the ground, patted the dust on the big dog and said with a smile: "From now on, we will depend on each other, but it's really uncomfortable to think about it without a woman around me. Think about it again It can save a lot. Drink moneyright. "
The big dog hesitated and said, "Do you really want the little waist to stay?"
Fang Jie smiled and helped the big dog forward: "Did you say that Shen Qingshan is Sister Xiaoyao's junior sister?"
"yes"
"Shen Qingshan is a master at the eighth level. Thirty small-waisted ladies combined can't beat her, right?"
"yes"
"So Miss Xiaoyao is very unconvinced and feels very sad. Because she is the most powerful person in the world, right?"
"yes"
Fang Jie smiled and said with some reluctance: "She has been with me for fifteen years and has been doing things for me for fifteen years. Now that the opportunity has come, she must do something for herself. Although Shen Qingshan also To protect me, but I would rather see how Miss Xiaoyao defeated Shen Qingshan, it feels good just thinking about it"
"Why am I unhappy?"
The big dog said.
"That's because you don't have the consciousness like me. Let's go quickly. I finally pretended to be a philanthropist. Don't let me regret it, okay? We still have a few months to go to Chang'an. What can we do if we don't hurry up? Don't look back. Look, now that we have decided, we have to show some grace. Even if Miss Xiaoyao calls us, we can¡¯t look back. "
"Ok?"
"OK!"
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Mu Xiaoyao didn¡¯t shout at all because she followed him.
"What are you doing?"
Fang Jie looked at Mu Xiaoyao who was following behind him carrying a package, and said with a bitter look on his face: "I finally feel selfless, can't you help me carry forward my style? I feel very guilty for doing this. Do you know? If I encounter such a good opportunity, I will definitely not leave it. Unfortunately I am a poor practitioner. I am afraid I will never have this opportunity in my life What are you going to do?"
Fang Jie waved his hands helplessly and began to kick around with his feet.
Mu Xiaoyao said nothing, holding Fang Jie's belt and striding forward.
"I can walk by myself!"
Fang explained.
Mu Xiaoyao walked a few steps in silence and said, "I know you can walk, but there may still be dangers in the city. Although I can't sense the old cripple, nor the woman, but the four I sensed before There are still two masters here. I rejected the old cripple, and he probably won't help us anymore. Your boss lady won't mind my own business anymore, so we have to get out of the city as soon as possible. We can get rid of them."
"Do you know what a great opportunity you missed? Haven't you always wanted to surpass Shen Qingshan?"
Fang Jie said while struggling.
"I just want toeven in my dreams."
Mu Xiaoyao said as he walked: "I entered the mountain gate at the age of six, and was regarded by the master as the glory of the sect. The master said that the one who will shine in the master's sect in the future must be me. Shen Qingshan also entered the mountain gate at the age of six, but he is better than me Three years later. I was already at the third level when she entered the mountain gate, but she was not yet enlightened. The second year after she entered the mountain gate, I was at the fourth level, and the third year after she entered the mountain gate, I was at the fifth level. , she is at the fourth level. I ran away with you at the age of fifteen. I have made no progress since then, and I am still at the fifth level."
"She actually looked down on me from the beginning, because after she entered the mountain gate, Master told her everything he said to me, and then she became the glory of the mountain gate. For more than ten years, I have made no progress, and she She is already at the eighth level, just one step away from becoming a peerless expert at the ninth level. She started practicing later than me, but she is too far ahead of me. Master is right Compared with her, I am just a weak person. Ordinary people.¡±
"Does your master know that you have the ability to sense the strength of others?"
Fang explained the question.
"I don't know. I didn't tell anyone at Shanmen."
"So your master is a scumbag."
Fang Jie smiled and said: "Even if there are very few eighth-level masters in the world, Shen Qingshan is definitely not the only one, right? I think the old cripple just now is much more awesome than Shen Qingshan, and she's even better." With the boss lady, Shen Qingshan may not be his opponent in a fight, but you are the only one in the world who has such a powerful ability, shouldn't you be so stupid?"
"What kind of skill is this? Predicting danger and then running away?"
Mu Xiaoyao said in a hoarse voice: "In my opinion, it is far less useful than being strong!"
The big dog interjected from the side: "I think this is a good skill. I am twenty years older than you and have practiced twenty years more than you. Am I not inferior to you in strength? But sixty-seven out of ten of those who practice with me are dead." . I am not dead because I have a good nose and I can smell murder, so I am alive and well."
"You are twenty years older than her!"
Fang Jie said in surprise: "I really can't tell!"
The big dog blushed in a rare moment: "I have a tender face"
Fang Jie said in disbelief: "I always thought you were at least forty years older than her."
Big dog: ""
Fang Jie saw Mu Xiaoyao smiling, and then advised: "How come we three have come a long way? Don't always think about unhappy things. We are going to Chang'an to harm the capital of the Sui Dynasty. By then, the magnificent Xiaoyao will As soon as Sister Yao walked into Chang'an City, I don't know how many ninth-level masters fell under your pomegranate skirt and begged you to accept him as your disciple!"
"fart!"
I don¡¯t know when, the old cripple appeared in front of them: "Do you think the ninth-grade master is the aunt who sells vegetables in the vegetable market? Just any person is the ninth-grade? In the entire Sui Dynasty, there are many masters of the ninth grade. Come out! Even the emperor of Sui Dynasty would not dare to force the ninth-grade master to kneel down!"
The old lame man rolled his eyes at Fang Jie, then looked at Mu Xiaoyao and then softened: "Think again, I am very strict in selecting apprentices, otherwise why would I not have any apprentices even at this age, right? Missed it? If you leave me, you will regret it for the rest of your life. I ask you again, will you agree or not?"
Mu Xiaoyao looked at Fang Jie and said seriously: "Where he goes, I go. Where he is, I am."
"Are you so decisive? Let me advise you one last time, and I can tell you clearly. I am one of the few ninth-grade masters in the world. Don't think that there are so many ninth-grade masters. Although the world is big, you can practice There are really very few people who come to the ninth level. Is it because I show up too easily, and you don¡¯t believe me? I guarantee you will be surprised if I show you what I am doing!¡±
Mu Xiaoyao shook his head: "If you don't accept him, I won't follow you."
The old lame man asked angrily: "Do you know what you have missed? Do you know that even His Majesty the Emperor of the Great Sui Dynasty would never let a ninth-grade master kneel down? Do you know how many ninth-grade masters there are in the whole world? !¡±
Mu Xiaoyao picked up Fang Jie's belt again and walked forward without looking back.
With a plop, the old lame man knelt down and begged with a cry: "I beg you, can you? You just agreed to be my apprentice? Can I kowtow to you? It's not easy to meet a good young man. You That bastard master didn¡¯t see your potential before, that¡¯s because he looked down on others! Can you please stay? If you¡if you leave¡if you leave, I¡¯ll kill myself!¡±