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Chapter 19: Nine-ranking Emperor

The west gate of Fan Gucheng 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 more powerful boss lady. From the beginning to the end, the two masters in the sixth grade were like dolls being abused by children. One was stuffed into the city wall and the other was stripped into a blood corpse.

It is never easy to stuff a living person into a hard city wall. At least it is much harder than stuffing a round eggplant into your eyes. You should know that just a few decades ago, the 40,000 troops of the Mongol Empire came, and hundreds of stone-throwing cars bombarded the walls of Fan Gucheng. The boss's wife forced a person into the city wall, which was an irrepeatable feat in anyone's eyes.

The latter story is that when Li Xiaozong sent someone to pull Mu Da's body out, the soldier in charge of doing this scolded his mother for a long time, and finally poked the body inside the wall with a shovel and shoveled it out. Then he dug a pit and buried it, and sprinkled a soak-yellow urine on it.

Fang Jie knew that the old lame man in Hongxiuzhao was a master, but he never thought that this lame man was very high, because he had firmly believed that Mu Xiaoyao could sense any master. Since Mu Xiaoyao had not said that the old lame man was worthy of guarding for three years, he was definitely not as strong as Mu Xiaoyao and Dadu.

But tonight, he finally knew that what he believed was sometimes ridiculous.

The world is too big, so big that Fang Jie knows that he will never end in his life. Fangu City is too small, only three and a half miles long and three miles wide.

But in this small border town in this big world, there are so many perverted masters. They can easily destroy two sixth grades. The most conservative one is probably the boss lady has the strength of seventh grade or even eighth grade. Fang Jie really can't understand why the boss lady's petite body contains such a large amount of energy. Killing two sixth grades seems easier than killing two chickens.

There is also that old lame man who has the style of a paranormal. He wore an old fur coat and always hung a wine gourd as big as two heads connected by his waist, which contained the worst-quality white wine. Whenever he saw him, he would feel that Hongxiuzhao had been reduced by more than one level because of his existence.

What should be a paradise be like?

Not all of them should be white clothes. Even if they are not loved by everyone, they should look pleasing to the eyes. Hold a long sword like autumn water in your hand, shake a sword flower and say "The monster is not going to appear quickly!" Easily and simply subdue demons, then step on the flying sword and say "You will disappear without a trace."

Even if he is a down-and-out and unruly person, he must at least be stylish. This old lame man always looks like he can knock him down with a gust of wind. He is so thin that he has only the bones left with the eardrum. Looking at his vulgar and ugly face, no matter how he looks like he has done something that he had done when he was young.

subversion

Having completely subverted Fang Ming's outlook on life values ​​and outlook on love, is this the legendary three-dimensional view?

Standing up with difficulty, Fang Jie really wanted to say to the old lame man, have you not discovered that my bones are the seedlings of the peerless masters in all directions? But he was worried that a master like the old lame man would be able to break himself out if he farted. It would be too unfair if he was like the two unlucky guys embedded in the city wall by the boss's wife.

In the big talk of the American Journey, Sun Wukong flew away a group of little monsters. Fang Jie knew it himself. His ability now is definitely not as good as those little monsters who were flew away by the little monsters.

"Are you following me?"

The old lame man looked at Mu Xiaoyao and said seriously: "Although I have been looking for a disciple for my whole life to find you, it doesn't mean I have to beg you in a humble manner. Although I have been honest in the world over the years, stomping my feet back then could scare many people to death. If you hesitate, I will leave immediately and pretend that I have never seen you. If I count to five, if you don't agree, it will be useless even if you kneel down to beg me in the future."

"one!"

"Agree!"

Fang Jie ran over from the side and said with a chuckle, "How can you not agree to such a good thing? She was just scared and said to you that Lao lame... Grandpa, she is my follower, what I say is more effective than what she says by herself. From now on, she will be your apprentice, and I will make the decision on this matter."

"Can you make the decision?"

The old lame man asked.

Fang Jie nodded and said, "Naturally can."

"That's good!"

The old lame man said, "You go, she stays."

Fang Jie turned around and left without even saying a word. He helped the big dog up from the ground, patted the dust on the big dog's body and smiled: "We will depend on each other in the future, but I think I'm really not used to the lack of a woman around me. Think about it again... I can save a lot of money on alcohol, right?"

The big dog hesitated for a moment and said, "I really let the little waist stay?"

Fang Jie smiled and helped the big dog walk forward: "Have you said that Chen Qingshan is the junior sister of Sister Xiaoyao?"

"yes"

"Chen Qingfan is a master of the eighth grade. Thirty little waist ladies can't beat her together, right?"

"yes"

"So Xiaoyao is very dissatisfied and feels very uncomfortable. Because she is the best-in-class person in the world, right?"

"yes"

Fang Jie smiled and said reluctantly: "She has been with me for fifteen years and has been working for me for fifteen years. Now that the opportunity has come, she must do something for herself. Although Chen Qingfan is also protecting me, I want to see how Xiaoyao defeated Chen Qingfan. It would be fun to think about it..."

"Why am I unhappy?"

Big Dog said.

"That's because you don't have the awareness of me. Let's go quickly. I finally pretend to be a charity force. Don't let me regret it. I have a few months to go to Chang'an. How can I not hurry up? Don't look back. Since I have decided, I have to show some grace. Even if my sister Xiaoyao calls us, we can't look back."

"Can you do it?"

"OK!"

...

...

Mu Xiaoyao didn't shout at all because she followed her.

"What are you doing?"

Fang Jie looked at Mu Xiaoyao who was following behind him with a package, and said with a look of pain: "I finally felt selfless, so you can't fulfill my style? I feel very sorry for you, do you know? If I encounter such a good opportunity, I will definitely not leave. Unfortunately... I am a waste of my practice, and I am afraid I won't have this opportunity in my life...why are you doing!"

Fang Jie waved his hand helplessly and began to kick his feet.

Mu Xiaoyao said nothing, and strode forward with Fang Jie's belt.

"I can leave myself!"

Fang explained.

Mu Xiaoyao walked a few steps silently and said, "I know you can leave, but there may be dangers in the city. Although I can't sense the old lame man or the woman, there are two of the four masters I have sensed before. I rejected the old lame man, and he shouldn't help us again. Your boss lady is not sure that she will meddle in other people's business anymore, so we must go out of the city as soon as we leave the city, and we can dump them with a big dog."

"Do you know how good an opportunity you missed? Haven't you always wanted to surpass Shen Qingfan?"

Fang Jie said while struggling.

"I just want to... I dream of it."

Mu Xiaoyao walked and said, "I entered the mountain gate at the age of six, and my master regarded it as the glory of my sect. Master said that in the future, I will definitely be the one who shined Master Gate. Chen Qingfan will also enter the mountain gate at the age of six, but it was three years later than me. When she entered the mountain gate, I was already at the third grade, but she was not enlightened yet. The second year after she entered the mountain gate, I was at the fourth grade, and she was enlightened. The third year after she entered the mountain gate, I was at the fifth grade, and she was at the fourth grade. Twelve years old... I will run away with you, and at the age of fifteen, and there has been no progress since then. It has been twelve years, and I still stop at the fifth grade and cannot make progress."

"She actually looked down on me from the beginning, because after she entered the mountain gate, the master said everything she said to me again, and then she became the glory of the mountain gate. For more than ten years, I have made no progress. She is already at the eighth level and is just one step away from becoming a peerless strongman in the ninth level. She practiced later than me, but walked too far ahead of me. The master said right... Compared to her, I am an ordinary person."

"Do your master know that you have the ability to perceive other people's strength?"

Fang answered the question.

"I don't know, I haven't told anyone at the mountain gate."

"So your master is just a scumbag."

Fang Jie smiled and said, "Even if there are very few masters in the eighth grade in the world, she is definitely not just Chen Qing slap. I think the old lame man just now is more than Chen Qing slap. There are also the boss lady. Chen Qing slap may not be the opponent when he really fights. But you are the only one in the world who can sense the strength of the enemy. With such powerful skills, shouldn't you be so sarcastic?"

"What's this skill? Predict the danger and then run away?"

Mu Xiaoyao said hoarsely: "In my opinion, it is far less useful than being strong and powerful!"

The big dog interrupted from the side and said, "I think this is a good skill. I am twenty years older than you and practice twenty years more than you. Isn't it worse than you? But six or seven out of ten people who practice with me died. I am not dead because I have a good nose and can smell murderous aura, so I live well."

"You are twenty years older than her!"

Fang Jie said in surprise: "I really can't see it!"

The big dog's rare face turned red: "My face is tender..."

Fang Jie said incredibly: "I always thought you were at least forty years older than her."

Big Dog: "…"

Fang Jie saw Mu Xiaoyao laughing, and then advised: "How many of us three are coming through? Don't always think about unhappy things. We are going to Chang'an to harm the imperial capital of the Sui Dynasty. When the beautiful little sister, who is so beautiful, will enter Chang'an City, I don't know how many ninth-grade masters will fall under your pomegranate skirt and beg you to accept him as your apprentice!"

"fart!"

I don’t know when the old lame man appeared in front of them in a flash: “Do you think the ninth-grade master is an aunt selling vegetables in the vegetable market? Anyone is a ninth-grade master? The entire Sui Dynasty, the ninth-grade master can also count it! If the ninth-grade master kneels down, the emperor of the Great Sui Dynasty dare not force it!”

The old lame man gave Fang Jie a blank look, his eyes looked at Mu Xiaoyao and then became softer: "You think about it again. I am extremely strict in selecting an apprentice, otherwise why is there no apprentice at all ages? If you miss me, you will regret it for the rest of your life. Let me ask you again, do you agree or not?"

Mu Xiaoyao looked at Fang Jie and said seriously: "Where he is, where I am. Where he is, where I am."

"It's so decisive? I'll advise you again in the end, and I can tell you clearly. I am one of the few ninth-grade masters in this world. Don't think that there are so many ninth-grade masters. Although the world is big, there are very few people who can cultivate to the ninth-grade masters. Is it because I appear so simple and easy, and you don't believe me? Otherwise, I will show you my skills to show you? I'll be shocked when I see it!"

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 missed? Do you know that even the Emperor of the Great Sui Dynasty, you can't let a ninth-grade master kneel down? Do you know how many ninth-grade masters are in the whole world?!"

Mu Xiaoyao lifted Fang Jie's belt again and walked forward without looking back.
Chapter completed!