Longevity Family: Invite Taoist couples, girls please stay

Chapter 72 Six Ninth-Rank Warriors

"Everything is going well, and we will meet the bride on the tenth day of next month." The uncontrollable joy on Su Yang's face made Wang Chunxiao feel even more sad.

"Oh, very good."

"Well, it's pretty good."

……

In front of the gate of the Wang family, an old man with a hunched body, mung bean eyes, mustache, and wrinkled skin passed by with a rope in his hand and a cane. This time, his daughter was not tied behind him.

Mung Dou looked at Su Yang and the others from the corners of his evil eyes, tried to sniff his nose, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and crystal clear, foul-smelling saliva flowed out unconsciously.

"Smells, really smells, really smells...!"

Butler Huang stared at Wang Chunxiao with mung bean eyes, couldn't help swallowing secretly and whispered: "Master will like it, master will definitely like it... Jie Jie Jie...!"

Seeing Wang Chunxiao, Su Yang and others entered the yard, Steward Huang reluctantly left, but every few steps he took, he couldn't help but glance at the Wang family.

……

"Come to sleep in my room tonight."

On the way, Wang Chunxiao said calmly.

Su Yang was startled for a moment, then remembered the promise he had made with his mother-in-law that day, and nodded in agreement.

The matter of giving the dowry to the Zhang family was busy until noon, so after lunch, Su Yang took advantage of his free time to go out, trying to find a suitable eyeliner among the three major families in Yanggu County.

In addition, it is necessary to find some martial arts masters for the family.

This made Su Yang feel a bit embarrassed. After the rebel army besieged the city, many ordinary people outside were about to starve to death. If someone gave him a bite of food, he would be willing to sacrifice his life for you.

If you can lend a helping hand at this time, and even save his family, you will definitely be grateful to you, and with the help of the mind control insect, he is definitely a loyal subordinate.

However, for rank nine warriors, in Yanggu County, where the rebels besieged the city and there are bad people everywhere, they can eat very well, and most of them will not go hungry. If they really can't survive, they can go directly to serve as warriors among the three major families.

Ordinary people may be rejected if they go to serve as domestic slaves in the three major families in Yanggu County, but if they are ninth-rank warriors to serve as martial teachers in the three major families, they are very welcome.

Every ninth-rank martial artist has the heritage of a family.

Therefore, it is very difficult to directly find a suitable ninth-rank warrior. Unless a notice is posted to recruit a ninth-rank warrior, then there may be no loyalty.

If this is the case, then it is better not to accept it.

Therefore, the martial masters at home now really need to be cultivated from those domestic slaves at home, and now they only find some ninth-rank martial artists as eyeliners.

No matter the eyeliner or the arrester in the yamen, they are all his subordinates, and they are all his guards. If they can't do it, let them change into the clothes of the martial master at home.

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"Damn it, it hurts me to death...!"

A boy under the age of 20 came out of the Zhou family's mansion. His whole body was covered in bruises, and even the eye socket of one eye was dark. It looked like he had been punched by someone.

After walking out of the Zhou family's mansion, he walked around the three streets and six alleys, and walked towards the house, cursing as he walked: "Young master shit, what is it... Isn't it just a good pregnancy? Damn, What a big deal...!"

"When grandpa and I become prosperous in the future, I will definitely beat you even if you don't know you...Damn it, it hurts me to death...!"

Su Yang followed behind, and from the clothes on the opponent's body, he could know that this should be the Zhou family's martial artist with ninth-grade strength.

【Wang Qi Book】

Above the head of the young man in front, there is a small amount of blue luck mixed with a piece of white luck, and there is also a lot of black bad luck surrounding it, but it is gradually disappearing.

"Brother, are you being beaten?" Su Yang approached with two jugs of wine and asked.

"Who are you?"

Zhou Family Martial Master looked towards Su Yang with displeasure on his face. When he saw the two jugs of wine in Su Yang's hands, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. If the other party dared to come out with two jugs of wine at this time, he was not afraid of being robbed.

Presumably, it also has some strength.

"Under Suyang."

"Are you a warrior too? What grade?"

"Bapin."

"Eighth grade... What is this big brother looking for?" The Zhou family martial master suddenly changed his normal attitude and looked at Su Yang with a flattering expression.

Although I don't know if Su Yang is an eighth-rank warrior, he still treats him with care. If the other party is really an eighth-rank warrior and he provokes him, although he won't do anything to him, he can only suffer if he beats him up.

There is no one in this alley, it is simply a good place for black people.

"Just looking at my brother's appearance, he seems to have been beaten. I don't know why, can you tell me about it?"

Su Yang is low-key and modest. After the rebel army besieged the city, strength is really the most important thing. After he moved out of the eighth-rank strength, the guy who was arrogant just now is now submissive.

Naturally, this martial artist of the Zhou family did not dare to disobey Su Yang's small requests, and told about his recent affairs in the Zhou family, all of which was to accompany a young master of the Zhou family to practice martial arts.

As a result, he accidentally won the young master during the competition, and his arm was broken, but what he faced was a violent storm of beatings. Board hit.

That's why when I go out, I swear.

Su Yang took advantage of the situation and asked whether he should follow him and be his subordinate. The Zhou family martial master naturally refused, after being forcibly implanted with the mind control bug by Su Yang.

"The consequences have been clearly told to you. Before life and death, you choose one."

Su Yang said in a cold tone.

Feeling the tearing pain coming from the body just now, how could the martial masters of the Zhou family dare to be stubborn, no one is not afraid of death, and nodded quickly: "I promise...I promise you...!"

"What's your name?"

There was a hint of joy on Su Yang's face, and he asked.

"Small Ten Thousand Swords."

"It's a nice name."

Su Yang nodded in satisfaction, and immediately took out a white meat Tai Sui from his bosom and said: "Since you are willing to submit to me, be my subordinate, and do things for me, I will naturally not neglect you."

"This is the ninth-grade old medicine Bairou Taisui, so I will give it to you."

White meat too old?

As soon as Su Yang finished speaking, he saw a strange light in Wan Jian's eyes. He stared at the old medicine in his hand and said, "Thank you, master, thank you, master... I have never used such a big piece of white meat for Tai Sui...!"

Wan Jian tremblingly took the white meat Tai Sui into his hand, the excitement on his face He Xinxi was almost beyond words, and he felt more grateful to Su Yang in his heart.

Giving a mallet and a sweet date is the best way to train slaves throughout the ages.

(End of this chapter)