Extreme Chaos

Chapter 441 Big Four 2
"Okay! You two are usually in the mountains. Is it time for you to quarrel? You are old, pay attention to the next occasion! Yan'er, Zhu Jiuqian is older than you anyway, and his martial arts cultivation is also much higher than you Little, don't you know how to respect it?" Just as Elder Murong was approaching the limit of his explosion, Dilaka, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke.

As soon as the words fell, Murong Yan's energy fluctuations suddenly collapsed, and after casting a blank look at Zhu Jiuqian, he let out a cold snort and then resumed his serious expression.

Seeing this, Zhu Jiuqian hurriedly waved his hands and said, "Dilaka, don't be so serious, it's my fault, too childlike, hehe..."

He smiled honestly, looked at Murong Yan apologetically, and said in surprise, "Strange, in previous years, even Mr. Dean, who was usually invisible, would come out when welcoming new students. Why didn't he come this year... "

"That's true." Shan Qiuhen suddenly seemed to think of something, and smiled wryly, "Master Dean's cultivation level is too high, even in the past, unless he saw it with his own eyes, it would be difficult to feel his existence. "

After finishing speaking, Shan Qiuhen, Zhu Jiuqian, and Murongyan began to look around.Di Laka coughed twice, "You don't need to look for it, it's like this, a few scary old guys came from the mountain, and the dean is with them, so this year's welcome will not come. But nine thousand, During the meeting, you have to pay more attention to a little guy named Xiaohu and Ta Shan, if there is no accident, these two little guys will become your direct students, as for recruiting apprentices, you can think about it yourself when the time comes."

"Scary old guy?" Murong Yan murmured.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, don't say what you shouldn't say, hurry up, don't make this year's freshmen wait in a hurry." Di Laka rolled his eyes, dropped a sentence, and went straight away, leaving The three of them and the dozen behind them looked at each other as members of Yamauchi.

"What! My brother is so long-winded!" Murong Yan groaned coquettishly, and chased after him through gritted teeth.

"Tashan? Xiaohu? Accepting apprentices? It's a little messy..." Zhu Jiuqian squeezed his chin and smiled, then looked at Shan Qiuhen, motioned to the dozen or so people behind him to follow him, and then rushed towards Mu Chen and the others...

At the same time, in the Holy Sepulchre Mountain, in a very secluded small bamboo forest, there is a very monotonous bamboo house. The word "No" is scribbled and crooked. It looks ugly at first glance, but it makes people feel mysterious and mysterious when you look at it carefully. As for what it wants to express, only those who understand it will know.

And now, there happened to be a figure covered in black mist standing in front of the square cloth and staring at it. If it wasn't for looking directly at it, you could hardly feel the slightest breath of this person.Even if you clearly see the figure of this person, there will be a kind of subconscious mind that immediately forgets him.

"haven't seen you for a long time…"

A misty and old voice came out of the bamboo house along with staggering footsteps, and soon, a white-haired old man with ragged clothes, bare feet, and bare breasts came out from inside.

Looking at the old man, Mo Yang, the black figure shrouded in mist frowned tightly, and said two words in a hoarse voice that seemed to be speechless.

"nameless?"

(End of this chapter)