Chapter 431: The younger brother suspects that he is bent every day.

As soon as he looked up, he was on the eyes of Azhao.
"Wake up? We are here."
It was late, and Azhao asked Jin Hao to arrange a place for his new disciple to stay.
Just arrange a temporary place of residence. Lingyun Xianzong recruits disciples and sends disciples to various small worlds to find qualified children.
It’s not just Jin Haozheng, otherwise, isn’t there a few new disciples?
Jin Hao was nodding his head and was about to leave with four new disciples, but he was shouted by A Zhao.
"Smell people go with me to fly snow peaks."
Not only is Jin Haozheng, but the smell of people is a glimpse.
Jin Hao is looking at the smell of people, and the cockroaches in his heart are almost ready to be solid.
How can there be such a good person?
This sound made him go to fly snow peaks, but not just staying for one night.
This means that Master Zhao Ming has taken a fancy to this child and wants to be a disciple of Fei Xuefeng!
This is the real god! The entire Lingyun Xianzong, the real gods add up to no more than twenty.
Moreover, Master Zhao Ming is the youngest person in the realm of cultivation, and even the head of the Guangxu has said that his little apprentice is amazing, and the holiday time must exceed him, and even hope to fly up the fairy world.
In these years, countless talented disciples wanted to worship under the Zhaoming masters, and none of the masters looked at them.
Is it cheaper to have a double Linggen kid?
It is also a shock to hear people.
He couldn’t help thinking about what the person wanted to figure on himself.
Listening to him now, it’s hard to be true. Is it really worthy of your qualifications? Want to be a disciple?
After all, if you really doubt yourself, Zhao Ming does not need such a big squad to show his own differences, and secretly holding himself to torture is more appropriate.
It’s hard to be confused.
His appearance, falling in the eyes of Azhao, only felt that the man was too quiet before, and now he stayed a little bit more, but more like an eight-year-old child.
She touched the head of the man and asked, "Can you go with me to the snow peak?"
Such a good opportunity, rejection is not normal.
The man nodded.
"Good." Azhao nodded and suddenly bent over.
Wen Renli: "!!!"
He was actually picked up by Azhao.
It is the standard child-holding posture, with one hand on the back and one hand on the leg.
When he heard that he was about to struggle, he was buried in a clear embrace, and a small indulgent warning sounded in his ear: "Don't move."
The next moment, there was a whistling wind in the ear.
The surrounding scenery was changing rapidly, but the two were stopped in a strange place.
Azhao put down some silent children in his arms: "This is Fei Xuefeng, I have already made people ready for you."
When I heard her, I looked at her. This person was premeditated.
It seems that he felt his gaze, and A Zhao gently decapitated: "I did give the waiter in advance to prepare the house for you."
I can’t help but ask:
Why?

A Zhao looked at him sideways and smiled lightly: "I feel happy when I first saw you. Little brother."
At this moment, just a new moon broke through the clouds and sprinkled over the peak.
I can smell the people and feel that the moonlight is clear and not as clean as the eyes of the people.
Doesn't it mean that Zhaoming Daojun is a cold-hearted sword repair?
The smell of the ear is a bit red.

Today is 8 more.
See you in the early morning.
What? Oh, ask for a monthly ticket, oh~