"Second Brother!"

...

Along the way.

The disciples of Wuzong shouted enthusiastically.

Although the process of the Ten Guardians’ Apprenticeships is very strange.

But after all, he is an intern disciple personally accepted by Yang Feng, and his status in Wuzong is still very high!

The ten guardians' faces were gloomy as water.

What a god, the second senior brother?

Do you really think you are Zhu Bajie?

However, at this moment, the ten guardians held back their anger and did not get angry.

This is Wuzong, Yang Feng's territory.

If he causes trouble here, Yang Feng will never let him go.

soon.

The ten Dharma protectors came to the registration office.

"Is this the registration office for the martial arts conference? I want to register too!"

The ten guardians walked over and said unceremoniously.

"Second Brother?"

The Wuzong disciple who was in charge of registration raised his head and glanced at the ten guardians in surprise.

"Second Brother, do you want to register too?"

The Ten Guardians said angrily: "The ghost is your second senior brother? Don't talk nonsense, write it for me!"

"Yes, second senior brother!"

The disciple in charge of the registration did not care about the tone of the ten guardians and nodded.

Hearing this.

The ten guardians couldn't help but want to vomit blood.
Chapter completed!