Chapter 300 March 3, Xiaonanshan

Author: Gu Jiaqiu

Chapter 300 March 3, Xiaonanshan

"Who else can I have besides my uncle?"

"Nine-Xiao Qingyun is the sword of the master. Now that the tiger is returned to the mountain, the master must be back to take revenge."

"Junior brother!" The disciple who practiced the wooden stakes rebuked and lowered his voice again: "Stop talking, the junior uncle is here."

How dare several disciples of the masters dare to gossip?

They stood up respectfully and bowed in a regular manner.

"Uncle Master——"

"Uncle Master——"

"Uncle Master——"

The boy who came was named Di Wen, who was sixteen or seventeen years old, was dressed in a flat dress with no wrinkles. He was obviously a person who was very upholding his demeanor on weekdays.

He slowly came with the Nine Sky Blue Cloud Sword in his hand. The sword sheath faced the rising sun. The eyes of the wolf above him were deep and dark, just like a person holding it.

"If you don't practice martial arts well, why should you chew the tongue?"

He is young but has a big air.

After all, he is a direct disciple. Although he is raised outside, his disciples respect him and respect him, so he naturally has a big temper.

The disciples calmed down and did not dare to breathe.

He usually plays well with Di Wen, so he came over and became angry for him.

"Uncle Master calms down. With his talent, he can naturally beat her up."

"Our junior uncle is proud of his talents. Who can defeat this disciple from the inside and outside sects?"

"That's right, she came over to ask for advice with her face and even called me Xiao Nanshan. She was so angry."

After saying this, Di Wen's depression disappeared a lot.

"It's better if she comes, let the entire master see. Who is qualified to be the direct disciple of Xiao Nanshan? With her, she is worthy?"

The disciples showed admiration.

They all followed suit.

Di Wen is indeed talented, otherwise he would not have been valued by his master, so he would have been worshipped in the name of Mu Wan.

On weekdays, my disciples also obey him.

But for Qiao Yu, the relationship is far away.

Qiao Yu has been worshipping Xiaonan Mountain since he was six years old, and most of them have been raised in Yunxu Peak and Mu Wan to escape the world. He is rarely seen by his disciples.

"But, the uncle of the master broke through the Xiaonanshan Mountain Town Formation with his own strength, and his strength was not weak."

A low and shallow voice sounded.

The disciples turned around in an instant.

The fat dude's waist was straightened a little.

"Didn't you see it a few years ago? Uncle Master learned Xiao Meishan's seven-in-one punch on the spot. At that time, Uncle Master took the battle to compete, but he was defeated in a crushing defeat."

Pangdundun and Qiao Yu were familiar with him. He served Mu Wanzhi and was very familiar with Qiao Yu when he came to deliver food every day, so he couldn't help but say something to her.

Devin gritted his teeth.

"How many years will it be."

In recent years, he has been diligent and never slackening. How could he be inferior to her?

Fat Dun Dun didn't say anything.

Then you will know if you compare it.

He is a loyal fan of his uncle.

March 3rd, Xiaonanshan.

The mountains are clear and clear.

Above the sky, clouds and mist are shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland.

Qiao Yu stopped under the bronze bell in Xiaonan Mountain, and his clothes were rumbling violently with the wind.

She looked up and looked at the top of the Qingtian Mountain through the mountains, but was tinged with pain by the rising sun.

"Knock it."

The boy's voice was low and he held the savage tightly.

"Yes, uncle."

Su Hengtuoba took a step forward with his majestic body, held the wooden stake in his big hand, and hit the bronze bell in Xiaonanshan hard.

"Buzz--"

The grand and solemn bells penetrate the ladder, the mountains, and reach the top of the clouds.

This voice made Qiao Yu angry.

That night, the mountain-storming formation was also the sound of this bell, which made people's eardrums hurt.

She will return it together if she comes here today!

"Xiao Liu."

When the palm of the palm heated up, a slender hand was held up.

Qiao Yu turned around and met Chu Weichen's eyes that looked like Qiushui.

"Senior brother helps you."

After he finished speaking, the rumbling sound of Su Heng behind him also rang out.

"Uncle Master, let's help you!"

"Master! Let's help you!"

Another sound.

It's He Ran.

"We are behind the head."

"The head of the sect is not alone."

The little nephew and the little disciples all looked firm and looked at her.

The wind is a little stronger.

Qiao Yu's cheeks were itchy and warm.

It wasn't the day that day, the cold was biting and mixed with wind and snow.

Qiao Yu's eyebrows and eyes stretched out, and the anger in his heart calmed down in an instant.

She met their eyes, clenched her fist with her right hand, gently hitting her heart, her eyes were extremely firm.

She didn't say anything, but He Ran and the others already knew what she meant.

She said.

This heart.

Never give in!

"Eat KFC together after the fight!"

The boy raised his sword and cheered with a smile.

"KFC!"

"KFC!"

"KFC!"

Cheers are constantly coming into my ears!

Jiang Yan rolled his eyes and felt embarrassed.

Chu Weichen didn't want to see her, so he immediately pulled her forward.

at this time.

Mu Wanyi put on white clothes and stood on the top of the mountain in front of the mountain breeze.

Behind him were all the disciples Xiao Nanshan rushed over when he heard the bell.

There were also a group of old men in the sect who rushed over.
To be continued...