Chapter 131: No phase

  Leng Shiqi and four people followed the two elders into the Blood Killing Palace Zheng, but the four of them were still a little confused at this time, and they were obviously shocked by the abilities of the two old men.
  Several people in the hall got up to welcome the two elders.
  Hate Dao and Mo Shuang Guiren bowed their heads slightly, while the Bone Demon immediately put away the bones in his hands and bowed respectfully, while the others bowed to welcome each other.
  Old Wood waved his hand casually, condensed the sound of Sirao, and walked to the corner of the hall.
  After hearing the words of the two elders, everyone's eyes fell on Leng Shiqi's body.
  Leng Qiyi entered the hall and felt a burst of cold air rushing over his body, making him cold. At the same time, several gazes fell on him instantly, but the clearly invisible and innocent gaze made him feel the pressure of substance.
  It seemed that a big rock was pressing on his heart, making him a little breathless.
Leng Shiqi secretly used his spiritual power to feel better. He looked up and saw the three people in the front. He said in his heart: "According to the book, those three must be the pavilion master hate knife and the deputy pavilion master Mo Shuang. The ghost and the chief elder bone demon.
  As for those few people, they should be the top in the blood-clothed pavilion, the Nether blood-clothed killers! "
After the four of them stood still, the cold voice of hating the sword came over, "You all know about the mist island. From this moment on, the four of you are the disciples of the blood-clothed pavilion, and this pavilion will use all resources to cultivate. you guys."
  Hearing these words, Leng Shiqi's people did not show joy, because they had always had a question in their hearts. Just as Leng Shiqi was still hesitant to ask, Xiao Ming asked this question.
  "What do we need to pay?"
  Hengdao wears a mask on his face and no expression is visible. He only has two words: "loyal."
   "Disciple Yushu, pay homage to the pavilion master."
As soon as the voice of Hate Dao fell, Yushu directly bowed to the ground and said loudly.
  "Disciple Xiongming, pay homage to the pavilion master." Xiongming followed closely.
  Leng Shiqi and Gu San looked at each other, the same is true.
  "Very well, in that case, you will belong to me in Yushu."
  Hate the knife after this sentence, Yushu suddenly trembled!
  He raised his head in surprise, he understood that from this moment on, his identity is the direct disciple of the pavilion master!
  With the personal guidance of the pavilion master, there will be inexhaustible training resources. He seems to have seen a broad road!
  He raised his head, clasped his fists in both hands and said, "Disciple, see Master!"
  Hate Dao gently waved his hand without saying a word.
  Yushu obediently moved to one side, and his eyes secretly aimed at Leng Shiqi.
  He knew in his heart that Leng Qi and Gu San were the best among the four, but the pavilion master chose him first, which made him feel a strange feeling.
   "Bone Three? This girl has a relationship with me, so it belongs to me." Bone Demon's hoarse voice sounded and decided to take Bone Three as a disciple.
  Bone stepped forward three times and said in a crisp voice: "Thank you, Master."
  The last one who spoke was the deputy pavilion master, Mo Shuang Guiren.
  He first looked at Leng Shiqi, then turned to look at Xiaoming, as if he was hesitating.
  Leng Shiqi was also a little nervous at this time, and his successive abandonment by the Hatred Knife and the Bone Demon made him a little uneasy.
  According to the information he knows, the highest authority in the Bloody Clothes Pavilion is the three above.
  However, four of them came out. If no one accepts two consecutively as disciples, then one of them is bound to be unable to visit the highest gate.
  The remaining person may only be the master of those ghost blood-clothed killers.
  Although these people are also masters of deterring one side, there is still a big gap compared with the three above.
  However, things will always develop in a bad direction, Moshuang Guiren finally chose to be fierce!
  Leng Seventeen, the best person in the secret of Bloodmist Island, no one cares in the end!
  Leng Shiqi sighed inwardly, but his face was still calm.
  The resources he will enjoy in the future may be less than those of the other three, but he has a system. This mysterious existence makes him confident that he will be stronger than them!
  If you come back, you may be more free to worship these ghostly blood-clothed assassins, which is not unacceptable.
   Thinking of this, Leng Shiqi's face became more calm.
  Old Wood and Old Bones saw Leng Shiqi's appearance, and there was a hint of appreciation in their eyes.
   At this time, the hate knife said to the six Nether killers: "Come on."
   "Shoo!"
  Just after hating the knife, he stood up with a lack of it, and on his mask was a strong cyan evil spirit.
  "I think this child has a very strong body and is very suitable for physical repair. I will accept it."
  At this time, the person sitting in the third position stood up and said: "Funny, Qinggui, you have cultivated yourself so that people are not ghosts or ghosts with your breaking exercises, and want to harm others again?
  Man, I am Lengyou, and you and I are also quite fate, it is better to worship my door. "
  Lengyou faintly appeared in the mask.
   "Fart!"
   At this moment, a thick voice suddenly came in from outside the door, and then a fat person rushed into the hall.
  The person appeared in front of Leng Shiqi in an instant, with his hands on his hips as if a woman on the street was arguing, but when this person saw the two elders, he bowed deeply and honestly.
  Old Bones nodded blankly.
  Na Que crowed again, turned to face Leng You unceremoniously, "He has a fart fate with you, I want it!"
  At this time, Leng Shiqi also saw dozens of faces with different expressions on the mask on that person's face! Looking closely, those faces seemed to be alive, and some of the eyeballs were still turning slightly, which looked weird and a bit oozing.
  Leng You suddenly radiated a slight chill, and said coldly: "No phase, what do you mean?"
   "You don't understand what it means? No brainer." He muttered without cross talk, but despite his voice, everyone in the room can hear this very clearly.
  Leng Shiqi could not see Leng You's expression, and he could also imagine that Leng You's expression at the moment must be ugly.
   "No phase, you dare to be so arrogant in front of the two old pavilions and the pavilion master?" Leng You said in a low voice.
   Wuxiang waved his hand and said: "Take away your thoughts. In the pavilion, the strength has always been respected. I am better than you, and this son will belong to my sect.
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  Leng You suddenly seemed to be choked, and it took a long time to squeeze a word from his teeth, "Huh, you dare to arrogantly take advantage of Hua Liuyue's absence."
   Wuxiang laughed, "Haha, still use Hualiuyue to press me, you have to understand, as long as we are there, you, never want to be arrogant."
"enough."
  Leng You opened his mouth and thought about something, the pavilion master hated the knife.
Wuxiang and Leng You immediately closed their mouths and returned to their seats, while Wuxiang sat down in a position next to each other carelessly, and the others were fine.
  "This son will worship the Wuxiangmen, let's go away." Hengdao ordered.
   Leng Shiqi secretly muttered in his heart, "This Wuxiang looks unreliable..."
  However, before he could come back to his senses, one of his arms was suddenly caught, and the scene before him quickly flew back.
  It turned out that he was dragged out of the Blood Killing Palace by Wuxiang, and disappeared in a blink of an eye!
  After everyone dispersed, the old bone said: "Leng Shiqibai will be finalized under the door of those three people, but it is most appropriate to have no phase."
  Old Wood nodded and said: "This child is a person with good luck, and stocking is the best choice. Hey, I just have to suffer more."