Fantasy: Accepting apprentices on behalf of a master, all my junior sisters are empresses

"Senior, I am a person from the Kuishan family, and my family's master is also a hero...... What's more, this is my Lian's family's housework, do my seniors really want to wade into this troubled water?"

The gray-robed old man screamed strangely, and first took out a small round shield, and frantically entered the mana, the small round shield quickly became larger, covering him and Lian Hong's sleeves behind him, "If the seniors are willing to stop here, my Lian family must have a heart to send!" "

Are you ready?" The

yin Sanqian expression with a gloomy face didn't bother to change, and just asked with gloom.

Old man in gray robe: Σ(っ °Д °;) !!!

next moment, a short sword with a faint green fire flew out of Yin Sanqian's sleeve

! With a soft sound, the short sword directly pierced the small round shield that was still in good condition, and plunged into Luan Bo's head

! "Kill well! Kill, kill, kill!"

Lian Hongsleeve, whose hands and feet were tied and thrown on the ground, roared wildly, and the degree of erosion of the demons in his heart obviously increased.

"Shut up!"

A hoarse roar was like a thunderbolt falling on Lian Hongsleeve's ear, which made her somewhat vague consciousness suddenly regain her clarity

! Yes, what are you yelling at?

Before she got out of the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den, this black-robed old man is obviously not a good thing, just by virtue of his appearance and temperament, he is a proper perverted old devil!

Ignoring the temporary regain consciousness, his eyes rolled wildly, thinking about how to escape, Shen Lang, who was wearing three thousand faces of yin, walked to Luan Bo's corpse, and with a move, the short sword with a layer of dark fire flew back into his hand, and the sword was still inserted with Luan Bo's soul that kept struggling and wailing.

This is also the use of the Soul Sword, which is very convenient for dealing with garbage below the Celestial Realm.

"Come, now tell me a good story, what kind of thing is your practitioner?" The

special effect of the Soul Poking Sword was extremely stable on Luan Bo's divine soul, which would not let his soul fly away, but also let him experience the sourness of the soul burner.

Squeaky wow wow ghost screamed again and again, the soul villain hurried to reincarnate, and said everything he knew, not seeking to escape, only to die quickly!

" Hehehe, I don't know how to cultivate the natural supreme bones, but I just made a Xibei goods...... What Kuishan practitioners, a group of dirt buns!

" Yin Sanqian just held the soul sword, letting the hell fire scorch Luan Bo's soul, like a child playing with ants, "This Yin Sanqian, go back and tell Lian Bafang, this seat will go to Kuishan to get back the supreme bone for this girl after a while!"

Turning his head, the eagle-like gaze looked at the red sleeves lying on the ground, and suddenly made the other party feel as if

he was in the ice and snow! Ji Ji sneered, and casually threw Luan Bo's spirit to the little milk cat on his shoulder, and the little milk cat meowed, and swallowed the tortured soul villain

, the milk is fierce! What kind of spirit pet and what bloodline, it is the choice

of the weak! The real strong person should be like this seat, and cultivate the ordinary little milk cat into a peerless demon!

Loosen the ropes, wash off the stains, and even get a new dress, and after running for several days in a row, the red sleeves finally looked a little human...... Phew, devil! Serious male cultivators, who would carry a skirt with him!

In fact, Lian Hong's sleeves are not bad, and there are even some immature faces with heroic spirit that ordinary women have never had, and his body is also extremely tall and slender with his perennial polishing of mortal martial arts.

The fly in the ointment is that a piece of the top of his head was dug out by his own father, revealing the blood vessels and flesh membranes and the faintly visible brain, which is somewhat terrifying.

Shen Lang stared at Lian Hongsleeve and looked up and down, muttering to himself in his heart, this girl will not be a bald person in the future, right?

If I have a bald disciple in the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave, will it affect my reputation

?" "Girl, what I said before is still a good word

?" "Forget the words, the juniors are at the disposal of the seniors, and they will never regret it!" "

I will see your father later, can I kill you?"

He killed my mother for the cheap woman of the Hehuan Sect, and dug up my supreme bone for the wild seed born by the cheap woman, and now he wants to throw me to the old slave in the family to be a sow that gives birth to a child...... I don't owe him anything! But he owes me a deep hatred of blood!" "

Hey, ruthless enough

! It is worthy of being an innate supreme bone that can achieve the supreme realm in three hundred years

! Anyway, as long as Shizun does not look for a woman outside with Aunt Yun behind his back, even if he beats me and scolds me, I will not kill him

! I have no merit in Shen Lang, I am filial!

Kuishan, the base camp of the Lian family.

Compared with Shen Lang's unhurried journey with Lian Hongsleeves, the minions of the Lian family who were frightened by him had already returned, but there were five escapes at that time, and now only three people have returned...... The other two were secretly hidden in the barren mountains.

This is the case in this place, as long as you have a good cultivation and good ability, you can find a job anywhere, and many monks are extremely mobile, and they can't work for the master's family.

What's more, when the dust settles, it's never too late to come back.

"Celestial Realm Monk

?" With an abnormal flush on his face, the face of the Chinese character can be called a dignified appearance of Lian Bafang was surprised, "It's still a celestial realm that has never appeared?" Hehehe, since you are here, then stay in my Kuishan!" Kuishan

is very large, the city is built on the mountain, and the whole town is paved down along the mountain, which is the local characteristic of Randang Mountain.

At the foot of the hill is a bustling mortal bazaar, and next to it are a number of mortal houses.

Halfway up the mountain, there is a high stone wall, like a wall, that divides the mountain into two parts, and the mountain is inhabited by monks and their families.

In the past, the bustling mountain city was quiet, and the mortal people hid in their homes, and even the timid ones hid in the mountains and forests.

On the long stone steps, only the black-robed monk with a hooked nose and triangular eyes and a girl with a skull on her head climbed the stairs.

In the house next to it, someone who peeked recognized the girl, and it turned out to be the eldest lady of the Lian family!

The mana was running, the aura was rolling, and the magic circle in Kuishan City was activated.

"Senior Yin, the head of my family has been waiting in the Moon Tower in the city for a long time, can you dare for a while?"