The official match of this seat is not you

It is said that the big duel between Wu Yan and the leader of the Demon Cult has finally begun. The most watched martial arts challenge of this year is the young boy vs. the leader of the Demon Cult!A bunch of boring demon leaders and witches lying outside the window are all listening, hoping to catch up with an annual shocking drama, and even want to meet their old and unscrupulous leader who disappeared without incident. Why do grandparents and grandchildren know each other? Everyone is very curious to see the tearful look of the leader or discuss the secret business conspiracy theory in serious detail.

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The time for a cup of tea passed without a sound.

The time for two cups of tea passed, but there was still no sound.

An hour passed, everyone's ears drooped, and they all began to doze off. Whether it can start or not, the day lily is cold.

Two hours passed, everyone was desperate, and decided that it was time to end the show and plant vegetables. "Crack" the sound of the bowl breaking.

"Wow!" The sound of the bottle falling.

Everyone crowds in front of the windows, is the show over yet?Get out of the way, out of sight!Don't step on my heels!

Then I heard the loud laughter of the old and the young coming from inside, the thick sneer contained in it directly made the faces of all the demon cultivators who were about to dig a hole out of the window turn green.

There was a sound of opening the window, followed by a bucket of cold water being poured out, and the group of people who wanted to watch a joke instantly became ducks in the water.

"Er Nizi, don't shake all the water on your body onto me, I just changed my clothes this morning."

"Ah! Don't step on my hand!"

The human wall composed of a group of gossip parties collapsed in an instant, startled countless wild ducks on the top of the wall, the men's sneaky eyes lingered on the girls' wet clothes, the screams and the collapse sounded like a The first tragic song, but this song is also a bit tragic to the point of being funny.

The closed door was opened, and Wu Yan and the unscrupulous leader appeared in front of these teal ducks, shoulder to shoulder. The two similar faces were equally expressionless, but the slightly curved corners of their mouths showed that the two All the guys are watching the joke.Still laughing so immorally, leaning back and forth to see enough jokes.

In a short period of time, the two reached a consensus that Wu Yan would stay here and let the young master, the leader of the Demon Cult, be his matchmaker in the future.One is not serious at all, and a serious surface hides a heart that is completely inconsistent with the appearance.Of course, it is estimated that these sun worship guys will not be boring in the future.

"Young master, the Sun Salutation Cult is the largest demon sect in the martial arts world, what a great honor it is! You must start to remember the name of each branch, and it is best to remember the name of each congregation, and... Wu Yan dozed off, watching the old man in front of him spitting wildly, with his white beard up and down, with the pride of splashing ink, Wu Yan suddenly felt that this old man should not be the elder of the Demon Cult.go!Li Bai should be your old idol, and it is estimated that you will be the next champion when you are old.

A silver needle flashed by, and Wu Yan stopped all his movements for an instant.It's like a wooden stake, except that the wooden stake keeps the movement of supporting the forehead still.Sure enough, the joker is doomed to be retaliated against? Wu Yan looked at the pickle face that was two fingers away from him, and felt that there were a lot more folds on the pickle. The old man smiled really happily.Of course, that malicious smile clearly proved whose masterpiece Wu Yan is now.

Sitting cross-legged on the futon, Wu Yan has a serious face, staring at the countless stars above his head, it's not that he doesn't want to move, anyone who maintains the same movements for nearly three hours during the day will be as stiff as a stick .But before he could catch his breath, he was pulled out by another of the five old men that day, no!This is not pulling at all, it is obviously dragged out.Wu Yan's face was full of bitter tears, he was so regretful that his intestines turned green, he was playing here, obviously he was being played by some old pickles here.

"Did you see that the brightest star is the Big Dipper?" The old man turned Wu Yan's frozen head around, making the sound of bones rubbing against each other. He wanted to shed a few crocodile tears, but not only his facial nerves were necrotic, but his lacrimal glands were also underdeveloped.Pretending to be pitiful is like preferring death to submission.

"The Seven Stars of the Big Dipper include Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tian, ​​Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang, Yaoguang Seven Stars, as well as the evil Seven Killers, Greedy Wolf, and Ziwei, the main emperor star. If you learn to understand, you can break yin and yang, and unravel the underworld... This is of course impossible." The old man broke Wu Yan's head and turned Wu Yan's head back and forth. good point.get rid of!This is the head, not the display screen. If you turn it on again, it will break. Wu Yan misses that rice cake. At least it feels good when he throws that rice cake.Here he is a tortured life.A bunch of unlovable old men!Wu Yan raised his stiff arm and wiped his face without a drop of crocodile tears, his tears were silently swallowed in his stomach.

When Wu Yan stepped out of the shadow of the devil old men, began to walk on the road of happy learning, and worked hard to be a young master with all-round development of morality, intelligence, physique, art and labor, his rippling little heart also began to recover.

I have to say that the girls in the Devil's Cult are really beautiful. Although they are not as small as the gentle and delicate sisters in the Lengyu Yard, they can't stand the boldness of others, and they are a bit domineering of the modern female men. .

It's just that he can't afford it.

Sure enough, the sons and daughters of the Jianghu are more powerful, especially the girls in the Demon Cult are all witches!

Have you ever seen a girl who can wield a long knife faster than men!Have you ever seen a girl who is in charge of hundreds of Demon Cultists in the Demon Church?Have you ever seen a girl who can instantly turn a man into a man?Big girl, your scissors are really good!Wu Yan felt that he was chilly, he was still young, at least his body was still small, big girl, can you stop pointing your scissors at me.

What a bunch of creatures!Wu Yan felt that now he really understood why the Sun Salutation Cult was competent for the Demon Cult. This group of non-human creatures, isn't it the Demon Cult? Isn't it still Buddhism? If they go to knock on wooden fish, the monks will cry.

"Sink the qi into the dantian, calm your heart, and feel the existence of qi" Xianfeng Daogu!He is definitely a fairy-like old man. Looking at the long white beard, Wu Yan thinks that this old man can pretend to be a magic stick, but this old man is definitely a master. Of course, Wu Yan has not seen how powerful this old man is. Powerful, but seeing that this old man still has a ruddy complexion after living for so many years, it seems that even if he is not a master, he definitely has a good face.Wu Yan decided to learn from this old man in the future. It is estimated that he will be a handsome old man in a few decades.

Hold your breath!Hold your breath again!Wu Yan's face turned red and he didn't know where to go to.Uh... almost suffocating!Wu Yan finally couldn't take it anymore.

"Old Li, I can't hold it in any longer. I guess I'll go downstairs to drink tea." Wu Yan's voice had a strong nasal tone, and he felt that his eyes were starting to blur, and he finally couldn't help but gulp. pant.

"Crack!" A book as thick as a knuckle was slapped directly on Wu Yan's head. Isn't it okay to be a martial arts master?

It makes you angry, but it doesn't make you suffocate. Is it so easy for you to become a martial arts master? With a training method like yours, every martial arts master must die several times." The old man looked very popular. , gently pinching his long beard with one hand, but the movement of the other hand was not light at all.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!" Wu Yan rubbed his head, feeling as if there were a few bags on it. Even if he couldn't become a martial arts master, he definitely wouldn't be a monk!Old man, you should give up your heart.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Others can't see the rice cake, but he doesn't seem to be regarded as Shenjingbing. The moment Mr. Li turned around, Wu Yan reached out and took off the sticky rice cake stuck to his face. What happened to the rice cake, it almost softened into a piece.

"It's a good thing that my soul is bound to yours. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to find you, huh." When it fell to the ground, the rice cake still didn't give up, and kept leaning on Wu Yan's body.

Wu Yan stretched out the paw of a teenage boy, resolutely rejecting the rice cake to the end, what do you think of yourself as a girl, even if you are a girl, I would not want to accept you, interracial love is not There will be results, Wu Yan threw the rice cake aside in disgust.

"The young master you raised has started to work hard, and has entered the legendary place where his father specially used to train dead soldiers to seek a breakthrough. It is estimated that he will not be able to get out in a month or two, and Wu Yan, what is that? Leng Yu is so cold that the rice cake can be frozen to death, I am so scared to death, I will never go back." Wu Yan knew that this rice cake was very talkative, but he didn't know that this rice cake could be so talkative It has been half an hour, and the mouth of this rice cake has not stopped. Wu Yan has changed from being enthusiastic to lack of interest, and then from lack of interest to impatient, and finally things are back to every time. Solution.

Stretch out two fingers, pinch and throw!

Standing at the door, the leader of the Demon Cult pulled out a small mirror from his pocket, carefully looked at his own face inside, and carefully combed his long black and straight hair with a small comb, "Look, see Go, I still have a masculine face." The leader in black looked at Wu Yan, who looked the same as him but was different in size, "How can a child have the arrogance of this seat? It seems that it is still this seat. Even more attractive, girls outside the church, your master is here!"