Aojian Tianqiang

Xu Luo clasped his hands together, also grabbed a beam of energy from the void, formed a long spear, stabbed directly at Du Qingteng and chopped off the great sword.

Rumble!

With an earth-shattering loud noise, a large piece of void was directly crushed by a majestic force, and the void twisted, as if revealing another world!

Jin Ming, who had already fallen into Qingchuan ancient city, couldn't help but look up, squinting his eyes, and couldn't bear the feeling of horror in his heart, but the more he was like this, the stronger his murderous intention towards Xu Luo became.

He muttered in his mouth: "Luo Tian... this time, you must die!"

Xu Luo and Du Qingteng both flew several hundred feet backwards, looking at each other across the air.

Du Qingteng took a deep breath, and then said: "Boy...you are very good!"

"Young man, you are not bad!" Xu Luo said.

Du Qingteng grinned, feeling that this guy was really disgusting, and gritted his teeth, "Do you understand modesty? You are the descendant of the Three Great Sacred Lands!"

"I didn't lose to you, why should I be humble?" Xu Luo squinted at Du Qingteng.

"His grandma, this is the first time I've seen such an unreasonable person like you!" Du Qingteng felt that he was at a loss for words.

"It's the first time I've seen you so shameless!" Xu Luo sneered.

"Go and drink!" Du Qingteng sneered and said, "Whoever resists is the grandson!"

"Whoever gets down first is the grandson!" Xu Luo said.

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"Yingying... Do you know that I really... like you!"

Du Qingteng's eyes were blurred and drunk, and he said affectionately to the girl in Yu Tianying's arms over there.

After finishing speaking, with a bang, he slid off the chair and got under the table.

Xu Luo narrowed his eyes, trying to stay awake, watched Du Qingteng slide under the table, then grinned, wrapped his arms around the soft and slender waist, and said, "Grandson!"

After finishing speaking, she stood up, hugged Yingying, and walked out leisurely.

The face of the young servant behind Du Qingteng turned green.

At the wine table, everyone else was sober, just watching these two people fight for wine.

Seeing that Du Qingteng got drunk and got on the table, and then their elder brother was able to stand up and leave with the stunning Yingying, all of them were in admiration.

Yu Tianjie sighed: "The boss is the boss, I am really convinced, what else...is he not good enough?"

Tang Xiao smiled and said, "I just don't know if I drank too much...will it work later..."

Everyone at the wine table couldn't help laughing, Ming Youyue looked at these people with some confusion, then suddenly thought of something, her pretty face flushed, and she spat: "You bastards!"

Everyone was overjoyed, and then looked at Du Qingteng's young servant, dragged Du Qingteng out from under the table, put him on his body, gave them a hard look, turned and left.

"What is a servant... so arrogant?"

"That's right, the master got drunk enough to get on the table!"

"Poor, you can be considered a young and powerful man, but you can only follow behind him as a slave!"

"Tsk, they are slaves of the Holy Land, be careful to beat you!"

This group of Tianhuang's peerless arrogances all have their eyes high above the top. They were looked down upon by a servant before, and their hearts are full of fire. Will they take the opportunity to sarcasm, it is definitely not their temperament.

These words were all heard by the young servant, and he felt resentful, but he did not refute.

Because what these people say is ugly, but it is true!

There is no way to argue.

The young servant couldn't help but gritted his teeth, and swore in his heart: One day, I will make all of you so-called arrogants kneel in front of me and apologize!

Du Qingteng and Xu Luo cherish each other, and they don't know each other if they don't fight. It doesn't mean that his servant has no opinion in his heart.

After all... He was arrogant and domineering before, but in the end he was ignored, and he couldn't even get to the wine table.

Those great disciples whom he looked down upon could sit at the wine table, chatting and laughing happily with Du Qingteng.

This feeling made him extremely uncomfortable.

At this time, he had already supported Du Qingteng to the guest room, put Du Qingteng on the bed, and looked at the drunken master, a gloomy light flashed in the eyes of this young servant.

I thought in my heart: When I entered Weiyu Mountain, I didn't go there to be a slave!However, I am a little less talented than this person in front of me, so I became his follower... If he dies, wouldn't I... be able to replace him?

As soon as this idea came out, even he himself was startled. He was extremely nervous, and carefully looked at Du Qingteng lying there snoring, his heart... slowly calmed down again.

Xindao: But I can't kill him. After all, there are Taoists. If I kill him, the Taoists will not let me go.

At this moment, Du Qingteng, who was snoring on the bed, muttered and said, "Drink...keep drinking! Luo Tian...whoever doesn't drink...whoever is fucking grandson!"

"Still drinking...why don't you drink to death!" The young servant was thinking in his heart, but for some reason, he said it directly.

"Huh?" Du Qingteng, who was drunk like mud, suddenly opened his eyes and shot two rays of divine light, which landed on the young servant.

Du Qingteng's eyes showed a cold light, although his eyes were a little red, but at this moment... how could he still be a little bit drunk?

He looked at the young servant coldly and did not speak.

The young servant fell to his knees with a plop, and said in a trembling voice: "Master, I was wrong. I beg the master to forgive the villain for the sake of his loyalty!"

"Hey...forgive you once?" Du Qingteng sneered.

"Master... the villain really didn't mean it. The villain admits that he was displeased when he was belittled by those people. He definitely didn't say that on purpose just now." The young servant kowtowed and begged for mercy.

Du Qingteng sat up slowly, crossed his legs, sat on the bed, looked at the young servant kneeling in front of him and kowtowed, and said lightly: "Do you know...how are you worse than them?"

"Little... I don't know." The young servant finally put his heart back into his stomach when he saw that his master didn't seem to intend to kill him.

Du Qingteng said: "They...are wild and unruly masters, don't look at those people who follow Luo Tian, ​​none of them seem to be very powerful, but I can assure you that if a fight really happens, any one of them can blow up you!"

"And...their bones are hard! Their spines...harder!"

"The same thing...if it happens to them, it will be considered dead...they won't kneel down and beg me for mercy!"

"Don't think that I am willing to treat you as a slave, it is you... treat yourself as a slave!"

Du Qingteng's voice gradually became louder, and he said coldly: "Do you still remember that when you were just with me, you should be seven or eight years old?"

"At that time... I was only nine years old!"

"It's only a little bit older than you, what did I tell you at that time?"

The young servant knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face, and choked with sobs: "The master said to the little one at that time: You and I will be brothers from now on. As I improve, you also improve. From now on, we will fight the world together and become great heroes!"

Du Qingteng said coldly: "You at that time...what did you say?"

The young servant finally couldn't help crying bitterly, choked up and said: "The little one said at the time: You are the master, I am the slave, and the villain is willing to serve the master on the saddle!"

"At that time, did you have any resentment in your heart?" Du Qingteng asked.

"Yes." The young servant cried: "At that time, the villain had a deep resentment in his heart, and felt that his talent was only a little short. Why are you the master and I am a slave!"

"So... you said those words with resentment, right?" Du Qingteng asked coldly.

"Yes!" The young servant answered with tears.

"I have never treated you as a slave. When eating, I asked you to join me. If you didn't sit at the table, you said that a slave cannot sit at the same table as the master."

"During cultivation, I will share the best resources with you. You don't want them. How can a slave compete with a master for resources?"

"When the second senior brother bullied you, I beat him for you. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen. Afterwards, you knelt down and begged me not to stand up for you again. Being a slave is not worth it..."

The more Du Qingteng spoke, the more angry he got, he simply jumped out of the bed, kicked the young servant to the ground, and cursed: "You have resentment in your heart, and at the same time, you are a slave with due diligence. Tell yourself, are you a cheap? ah!"

"If you have grievances, you have to vent them out. You can tell me and everyone in Weiyu Mountain that you don't want to be a slave!"

"You want to be the successor of the Holy Land!"

"You can work hard openly! Desperately! Then surpass me and become a truly indomitable man!"

"But what did you do? Say the fuck yourself, are you a bitch?"

"If you have the guts to stab me today, Master Du will give you a high regard!"

"But you dare not, you look forward and backward, you are afraid of this and that, you are afraid that the defender will kill you!"

"You're a stupid pig!"

"If I can be killed by you, the protector will not shed a tear for me!"

"He will only say that Lao Tzu is a waste! He was killed by a slave! He will immediately become your protector!"

Du Qingteng roared angrily, kicked the young servant's feet again, and then looked at him coldly: "You go!"

The young servant was scolded and frightened. He crawled over on his knees, hugged Du Qingteng's leg and begged, "Master...you can't leave me alone, you said...you treat me as a brother Take me to become a big man who stands up to the sky!"

"That's in the past." Du Qingteng calmed down suddenly, sighed, looked at the servant who kept his thigh, and said softly: "When will you learn to straighten your spine, when... come back to me."

The young servant was a little dumbfounded. He had never seen such an expression on Du Qingteng's face, and he had never seen him so serious before.

"I'm serious." Du Qingteng said.

The young servant stood up in a daze. After a long time, his eyes regained some light. He saluted Du Qingteng deeply, then turned around, and staggered away without saying a word.

boom!

Du Qingteng smashed a huge table in the room with one punch, and mist appeared in those cold eyes, and he murmured: "Brother, I am doing this for your own good, follow me, you In this life... it's true, I can only be a slave."