Chapter 1012: I am not an affiliate

Deacon Ji introduced Fang Qi and others briefly. When Fang Qi was introduced, his face "color" could not help but change. From his point of view, he was not quite sure how to introduce himself.
"What's wrong? That one... is a genius? Can it scare your deacon Ji?"
The fat Shuo middle-aged monk chuckled softly, his face full of disdain.
"That's not true... At the time of testing the fairy edge, his fairy edge was only an inch..."
Deacon Ji hesitated a little and explained the situation.
There are many reasons for seeing Fang Qi, but he really wants to take him to Xianfu. Deacon Ji suddenly regrets a bit, and he always feels that... this is not necessary.
"Yi Cun Xian Yuan? My God! Deacon Ji, are you kidding me? Or do you think I can make jokes here? Are you ruining me? What can a Cun Xian Yuan do? What are you saying? So angry!"
"When did Xianfu no longer have a bottom line? The waste materials of an inch of Xianyuan were all recruited? Or did he belong to the elder brother? Which ancestor said hello?"
The fat middle-aged man who was called Deacon Pang suddenly exploded "Mao". When it came to the end, his eyes turned.
If you think about it this way, there is a basis for this matter.
If Fang Qi is the descendant of the ancestor of that ancestor, then it must be put in.
"No...he is from Donghuang..."
Deacon Ji waved his hand, how did this matter get to the ancestor? Isn’t this a calf? There is no shadow!
"When I tested him, Immortal Edge once reached nine feet, and then became an inch. Later, no matter how I tested, Immortal Edge was only an inch..."
"I think it's special, so I recruited him into the outer door of our Xianfu...you just accept him first, then see if there are any strange things..."
auzw.com "You don’t need to give me any credentials for this one, it’s him who ran in..."
Uncle Ji Shi waved his hand, but his brain hurt.
At first he didn't get this thing clear, but now it seems so troublesome.
"Huh! Most of you are dazzled! An inch of waste from the fairy edge...that is the face of your deacon Ji, otherwise I will certainly not admit to others!"
The fat middle-aged man waved his hand and glanced at Fang Qi with contempt.
He didn't want to talk too much nonsense, he felt that it didn't make sense to say this, what's the reason of the nine-foot immortals...it's all boring!
Ever since the founding of Xianfu, have there been geniuses of that level? It never happened!
The final result is that Fang Qi's fairy edge is an inch...
An inch of immortality, that is synonymous with waste material...
Deacon Ji did not stay here long, but just said two sentences at random, took the voucher, and left directly.
The two disciples Xu Rongshuke left behind.
"Today you came to Xianfu for the first time, and I will give you rules!"
"In the past, you may be a genius, or even a leader, very powerful, I don't deny this!"
"But here with me, you have to hold the dragon! You have to lie down with the tiger!"
"As long as I find that I don't have long eyes, if I do something by then... this thing is not easy to explain!"
"Anyway, pay attention to me! Don't bring the spleen "sex" of your young lady and young master, I'm not used to you!"