My Master is Lin Zhengying

"You, you are the famous Maoshan thirty years ago, Lin Jiu and Lin Fengjiao, the number one cultivation genius in the world?"

Uncle Nine has a good face, and he actually minds his name very much.

Generally speaking, he calls himself Lin Jiu.

He didn't even mention Lin Fengjiao's real name.

Over time, people called Jiu Shu Lin Jiu.

He couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed when he heard the word "Lin Fengjiao".

But still nodded and said:

"That's right, it's the poor."

Fa Xu took a deep breath:

"It turned out that it was Lin Dao who took the stand.

Quick, please, inside please..."

After finishing speaking, he invited Uncle Jiu and others into the house.

Uncle Jiu and the others did not hesitate and walked in directly.

But when they brought Ma Gouzi into Biyeguan, the eyes of the surrounding Biyeguan disciples could kill him.

And Ma Gouzi's men.

At this moment, they have withdrawn for more than a mile.

Adjutant Shi Erzhu was smoking a cigarette while touching the bruised palm marks on his face.

Looking at the troops in front of him, he was thinking.

At this moment, a subordinate stepped forward and said;

"Brother Er Zhu, the general has been arrested, why don't we go rescue him?"

When Shi Erzhu heard this, he didn't answer immediately.

Instead, he squinted his eyes, revealing a trace of cruelty and viciousness:

"Save what? Didn't you hear what the general said just now? Let's retreat."

"But Brother Erzhu, if we really retreat, wouldn't General Ma be dead?"

Shi Erzhu's expression froze, and he slapped off the soldier's hat.

"You boy, are you with me or with him?"

The big soldier picked up his hat and said with some grievances:

"Brother Erzhu, I will follow you as a human being."

"Damn, talk so much nonsense with me.

If this horse dog dies, who has the final say here? "

Hearing this, the soldier instantly became energetic:

"Brother Erzhu, what do you mean? Ma Gouzi, is he dead?"

As he spoke, he made a killing motion in front of his neck.

Shi Erzhu nodded:

"Nonsense, did you see the bruise on my face, it was Ma Ergou who beat me!

Lao Tzu has long disliked him.

Last time, the little girl was clearly my favorite, but he snatched her away and even slapped me.

As long as he is dead, Lao Tzu is no longer an adjutant, but General Shi.

Qiangzi, you are my adjutant, Shi Erzhu.

do you understand? "

As he spoke, Shi Erzhu patted him on the shoulder.

The soldier named Qiangzi was shocked. He came to take refuge in Shi Erzhu.

As soon as he heard that he could be an adjutant, what did he care about?

Nodding again and again, he agreed:

"Brother Erzhu, Qiangzi understands!"

"very good!

Now that you understand, you lead a team to ambush at the intersection.

If Ma Gouzi comes back alive, you will be killed.

Guaranteed to be foolproof, you know? "

Qiangzi repeatedly agreed: