Chapter 2271: Youth Seven!

Master, master!
I am delaying time!
Not to fight the people of Leng Yuming Wencheng!
The people of Tianfeng Mingwen City have hope!
There was a burst of tears in Song Cheng's heart, and he never expected that things would develop to such a point.
He yelled hurriedly: "No, no!"
He must not be able to expose his master to danger.
The other inscription masters of the Tianfeng Inscription City will be ignored, anyway, when they are challenged, they must go in together.
But his master has no inscription ability at all, he can never enter!
"My master cannot go in!"
He shouted loudly to the people in Leng Yuming Wencheng.
"Well, your master has agreed, Song Cheng, it is up to you, what qualifications do you have to say no?"
Leng Yuming Wencheng looked at him with contempt, and said coldly, "Don't look at your own virtue!"
A man who is not even a junior inscription master, why yell here?
Really be yourself?
The words of Leng Yuming's Wencheng Lord sounded. Instantly, Song Cheng's complexion rose red.
He gritted his teeth and was about to continue to speak. At this moment, a cold, slightly mute and clear voice of adolescents, came from the crowd not far away.
"Leng Yuming Wencheng, you're just afraid of misunderstanding."
"My master means that it's up to you, it's not worth the shots of the ancestor and his elderly."
"He just has to deal with you."
"Master, are you sure?"
With this sound, Song Cheng jumped up in an instant.
"Well, only ..."
His words were only halfway, and it was a fierce stab in an instant.
The word "brother" was poured back into his throat with his drool.
Suddenly, Song Cheng coughed drastically with his saliva.
But even so, his scared round eyes did not leave the shadow of the crowd coming out of the crowd.
Oh my God!
How could his baby apprentice, his brilliant and unparalleled beloved, become a ... man? !!
I saw a teenager coming out of the crowd.
That figure is elegant and elegant, with the fan in his left hand. The jade skin and the ivory fan handle are mixed together, and it is hard to tell who is whiter.
The young man's face was covered with a dark golden mask, covering most of his face, showing only a pair of star-like eyes.
The starlight inside was almost brilliant with the sun and the moon.
The slightly raised corner of the eye, the indescribable evil indulgence, and took his own cold breath.
The lips under the mask are like red fire, and the point is on the perfect radian, the jade snow-white chin, and the lips are slightly raised.
Such a young man, even though he can't see the face under his mask, can feel that it must be the unparalleled beauty of Wu Li, which is amazing.
However, Song Cheng noticed only the small knot in his throat.
Alas, my mother!
The world is fantasy!
Oh my god!
How can a baby apprentice become a man!
Apprentice! You did not tell me, you will become a man!
Song Cheng's complexion was completely stagnant. If it were not for the words Luo Qingtong had walked out before, he would scarcely recognize the evil young man in front of him, or his baby apprentice!
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