If the disciple is too sandy

Chapter 99 Hold the Grass, the Living Jinyiwei! (four more)

At the foot of the Xuanhuang School.

Jin Yiwei Qianhu Zhou Yuntong, who was wearing a silver flying fish suit, had a complex expression.

Behind him was the old man Wang with a gray beard, his drooping eyelids were silent.

It was like such a small sect that couldn't arouse his interest.

But since it was Shen Guifei's arrangement, he had no choice but to take action.

I hope this Seventh Prince doesn't know how to flatter him.

When it comes to Jianghu, the Seventh Prince is no longer the so-called Seventh Prince.

Rivers and lakes have their own rules!

"Don't forget what I warned you, if the seventh prince makes a move, Shen Guifei will not be able to protect you!" Zhou Yuntong glanced at old man Wang behind him.

Old man Wang laughed out loud.

The laughter was full of sarcasm.

People from the construction team are guarding the foot of the mountain and are maintaining the buildings below the mountain.

Recently, they pooled their contribution points and bought a lot of tools. They plan to renovate these buildings, preferably watering them with molten iron.

Noticing that someone was going up the mountain, the players of the construction team stopped their work one after another.

Bai Riqiuyuan walked over first, looked at the person coming, and asked the other person's identity: "Who are you? Why are you here at our Xuanhuang faction?"

"Please inform me, and say that Zhou Yuntong, a thousand households of Jinyiwei in Fengxiang Mansion, is asking to see him!"

Zhou Yuntong cupped his hands.

The old man Wang behind him sneered, his eyes swept over them.

Rank four martial artist?

Rank five martial artist?

Unexpectedly, there are such talented disciples in this small Xuanhuang sect, and it is not impossible to become a master in the future.

"Jin Yiwei? Are you Jin Yiwei?"

In an instant, he said excitedly, "Are you really the Jinyiwei? Do your commanders have the fourteen powers of the Ming Dynasty? Will you know the Jinyiwei formation?"

Zhou Yuntong:? ? ?

What are the Fourteen Trends of Ming Dynasty?

What is the Jinyiwei formation?
"Did you have some serious illness during the day? Can the movie and the game be the same?"

"I have already seen that he has a problem with his mind, and you still don't believe it."

"But Jin Yiwei's clothes don't seem to have changed. It seems that the planning is also somewhat historical."

"Okay, take them up during the day, don't waste time here."

"..."

All the players immediately started talking to themselves.

The daytime almsgiver who reacted hurriedly said, "You two come with me. When you get to the mountain, don't wander around. Some people on the mountain have bad tempers. Be careful and blacklist you!"

After a reminder, he led the way ahead.

Zhou Yuntong and old man Wang followed closely behind.

Along the way, there are more and more players.

Some grow vegetables halfway up the mountain, some chop trees with axes, and some even take off their pants to compare who can pee farther away.

Anyway, there is no one practicing martial arts.

However, most of these disciples are fourth-rank and fifth-rank martial arts.

When they reached the main hall on the mountain, there were more players, and many disciples of the ninth and eighth ranks looked at them curiously.

"Fuck, Flying Fish Clothes, Xiuchun Knife? Is this Jinyiwei?"

"When it comes to the importance of the uniform, it looks so damn domineering."

"What's the situation with the old man at the back? He doesn't look like Jin Yiwei, he's here to fish in troubled waters?"

"What the hell, I want a uniform too!"

"..."

The players looked at Zhou Yuntong and old man Wang.

It was also the first time they saw Jin Yiwei, so they were naturally curious.

Inside the hall.

The blood banshee had already told Xu Nian the news, and Xu Nian, who knew the trouble was coming, got up from the futon and walked out of the hall.

"Zhou Yuntong, a thousand households of humble Jinyiwei, met His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince!"

When Zhou Yuntong saw Xu Nian coming out, he hurriedly clasped his fists and knelt down on one knee.

The old man Wang behind him hesitated for a while, and raised his hand just as a signal.

The players watched this scene in shock.

"What's the situation? What the hell is the Seventh Prince?"

"Holding the grass, brother Nian actually has a hidden identity. Is the first test player a shit eater? I haven't figured it out yet?"

"Prince, be good, Brother Nian is so stubborn?"

"Do you think we will go to the palace with Brother Nian in the future? I haven't seen what the palace looks like yet."

"..."

Listening to the players' words, Zhou Yuntong only felt his eyelids twitch wildly.

These disciples really have no rules.

It's fine if you didn't know it before, but now you know it and you don't even salute it. If it was placed in the capital, it would have been dragged away and beheaded.

Xu Nian glanced over Zhou Yuntong and landed on Old Man Wang.

This old man should be sent by Shen Rongyin, right?
"First rank martial artist!"

Behind Xu Nian, the blood banshee whispered about Old Man Wang's realm.

Xu Nian: Huh?

First rank martial artist?
Is there something wrong with Shen Rongyin's brain? To send a first-rank martial artist here, how despised him.

"Get up."

Xu Nian calmly said, "Zhou Qianhu, why are you here today?"

Zhou Yuntong sighed, and said: "Concubine Shen Guifei passed by Fengxiang Mansion and learned that the Seventh Prince is here, so she asked me to invite the Seventh Prince to kneel down."

As soon as he said this, he regretted it.

Old man Wang should be the one to explain.

Careless.

Old man Wang stood behind, sizing up the seventh prince whom he had never met.

Aware of the opponent's first-rank martial arts realm, a look of astonishment flashed in his ancient well-free eyes.

strangeness? !

Didn't the empress say that the Seventh Prince's martial arts were abolished?

How could it be possible that he is still a rank one martial artist now?
Is there a problem with the news? !

"Kneel down? She, Shen Rongyin, has a big tone."

Xu Nian snorted coldly: "This is not the imperial palace. Even if she died outside, no one would know. Don't you think so, Zhou Qianhu?"

Stab!

The corner of Zhou Yuntong's mouth twitched.

These two are really immortal.

Shen Rongyin wanted to abolish Xu Nian.

What about Xu Nian?
Tell Shen Rongyin to die directly.

How did this kind of fairy fight happen to him?
"How courageous, does the Seventh Prince know that this remark is treasonous?"

Old man Wang suddenly threatened in a cold voice.

Xu Nian frowned, and asked in surprise, "Your Excellency?"

"Old man Wang Jianghai!"

Old man Wang looked arrogant.

It seems that his name is very famous in the world.

"Wang Jianghai? Never heard of it!" Xu Nian looked uninterested.

Who would know a first-rank martial artist? If you were a grand master, maybe I would give you a good face.

When the blood banshee heard Old Man Wang's name, she also frowned and reminded in a low voice: "Wang Jianghai is a master in the south of the Yangtze River. He is best at sound wave skills. It is rumored that his sound wave skills have forced back three masters in the realm of masters!"

Ok?
So stupid?

Xu Nian raised his eyebrows slightly.

Old man Wang's eyelids twitched wildly, apparently irritated by Xu Nian's words.

"Your Majesty is right. You are indeed a rebellious person. It seems that the old man has to take you down the mountain himself!"

As Old Man Wang said, he took out a palm-sized pocket pipa from his sleeve!

Seeing this, Zhou Yuntong's face changed drastically, and he said angrily, "Old man Wang, how dare you!"

(End of this chapter)