If you don’t want to die, don’t be clever, I don’t want to turn around and collect your body for you.”

After warning the two of them, Li Hanyi looked at the dumbfounded Li Fansong with extremely complicated emotions.

The disciple whom I once loved so much had become completely estranged from me a few years ago.

"Young man from Qingcheng Mountain, you can get out now." He pointed at Lei Wujie, "From today on, you are my disciple.

Don't refuse, don't talk nonsense, or I'll chop you down with a sword."

...Li Fansong.

...Lei Wujie.

"Xueyue Sword Immortal is so domineering and unreasonable. Weak people have no human rights."

"Senior Sword Immortal, I have a master, I'm afraid..." Lei Wujie's words stopped abruptly as he looked at the small piece of hair falling in front of his forehead.

Xiao Se smiled bitterly and cursed, "Little bastard."

The Sword Immortal accepts a disciple by name, how can you refuse?"

Just as he complained about Lei Wujie in his mind, he saw Sikong Changfeng staring at him from the opposite side.

"I......"

"From today on, you are my disciple. If you dare to resist, your legs will be broken. You don't know martial arts anyway."

...Xiao Se: "Could it be that the disciples recruited in Xueyue City are all from the same line, and they are all so wild?"
Chapter completed!