MTL - Lady Cultivator-Chapter 553 Meeting of Master and Apprentice

A few breaths suddenly arrived, along the stone road, quickly rushed to their side.

The four stood up at the same time, each casting a defense.

There were also four people, two of them were very powerful, and undoubtedly the master Songfeng and Yeshuang Mojun.

Qin Yue winked at Mo Tiange and said, "Run if you can't."

Mo Tiange nodded. If Master Songfeng and Yeshuang Demon are still hostile, there is still vitality. The four of them join forces, and the monks in the posthumous period are not afraid. However, if Master Songfeng and Yeshuang Dejun are united, two monks in the Yuan Dynasty, then they have to run away.

However, she feels that the former is very likely. The personality of Master Songfeng will never share treasures with others. Yeshuang Mojun and his party already know the existence of the warehouse here. Master Songfeng will not let them go. Now they escape together, I am afraid it is also forced .

With such a thought in his mind, the person had rushed past Shimen, and it turned out that it was the Lord Songfeng and Yeshuang Mojun.

As soon as I rushed in and saw them, the Master Songfeng stopped, and the clouds continued to flow.

Mo Tiange turned his head and saw Nie Wushou's pale face, double-handed fist, and leaned against the wall.

She sighed secretly in her heart. She still underestimated the influence of Songfeng's master on Nie Wushou. She looked like this, and it was almost the same.

Mori Han's voice came from the "slut" Heiyun.

Nie Wushou's face paled again, his teeth clenched, and he looked at the Songfeng Master in front of him.

"You're so brave," said Mr. Song Feng, with Qingu's intention to kill.

Mo Tiange stared at Nie Wushou. Whether she can stand up to her master's prestige is the last obstacle to her rebirth. At this level, no one else can help, and she can only rely on herself.

Nie Wuzhu bit her lip, breathing heavily. In recent years, she has escaped from Master's side. She is free and happy. She thought that she was stronger than before. Facing Master, she was no longer that apprentice who did not dare to breathe. Until now, she knew she was wrong.

Master ... When she heard his voice, she couldn't restrain her inner fear. This fear has been deeply planted in her heart since she first saw him, even if she is no longer the child who had lost her mother's helplessness, even if she became a baby boy and became a top monk, Seeing him still tremble.

"Master ..." She heard her dry voice. Even today, he will still call him Master involuntarily.

"Bitch, come here to die by yourself" Master Fengfeng's hoarse voice filled with hatred.

Nie Wushou bit her lower lip tightly, almost biting bleeding.

Bitch ... She remembered that when she was young, Master often looked at her and scolded with hate: Bitch

She knew that Master was not scolding her, but her mother. But today, the word finally applied to her.

Bitch ...

She remembered the year when she was three years old, her vague memories; she remembered being brought back to Dongfu by the master and beating and scolding day and night;

Nie Wushuang's gaze was bewildered for a while, and finally settled.

She inhaled deeply, raised her head, and slowly said, "Master, I'm not a slut, neither is my mother."

Her voice was calm and calm, neither anger nor panic. Despite calling Master, she was bland, no respect, no fear.

Heiyun paused. Heiyun suddenly dispersed like a wind blow, revealing the true features of the pine wind master—a dry, middle-aged man with human skin on his skull.

Mo Tiange suddenly remembered Master's evaluation of Master Songfeng. No man, no ghost, no word, no magic, it is a monster at all.

The pine wind in front of me is so true. When it comes to people, the five senses aren't angry at all. They are ghosts, but they still fluctuate.

He asked hoarsely, "What are you talking about?"

"Master," Nie Wuwu looked at him without fear, "I said, I am not a slut, nor is my mother."

"You ..." Song Feng stepped forward, and his skeleton-like hand stretched forward, as if to grab Nie Wujue.

But when I heard a soft sound, an invisible sword air circled in the air, and "snapped", pierced the ground between them, and cut the slate.

Master Songfeng raised his black hole-like eyes and looked towards Nie Wushou not far from him.

In his terrible eyes, Jingxing smiled and raised the sword in his hand with a smile: "I'm sorry, my hand was wrong."

At such a short distance, even if it is a gas monk, it is impossible to make mistakes. Black light flashed in the eyes of pine wind.

Jing Xingzhi had no fear, as if he hadn't seen it, admiring his own flying sword.

Withered eyes in the pine wind moved his eyes and slowly said, "It's your juniors."

Qin Yue smiled, as if seeing an old man, arching his hand: "A long time, don't the seniors from Songfeng come without a problem?"

Mo Tiange then greeted: "Last time I saw my predecessor's style, it was still in Tianmo Mountain. It took a hundred years to blink."

"You guys ..." Master Songfeng was a little speechless. If he remembered it right, he did something that would make them disgusting. Although he didn't watch it happen, there was no accident at the time. Why did they ...

Master Songfeng looked at Qin Yue, and suddenly smiled overwhelmingly: "Qin Shoujing, are you satisfied with the gift from Tian Mo Shan?"

After hearing this sentence, Qin Yun and Mo Tiange looked at each other and smiled. This is the test of Master Fengfeng. It seems that the incident was still his pride.

"Master," but Nie Wushou interrupted, she said lightly, "the child forgot to tell you that I was ruined by that."

Master Songfeng suddenly turned his head and looked at her with certainty. After a long time, he drunk heavily: "Slut, suffer"

Heiyun swept through, and immediately came to Nie Wushou.

As soon as Nie Wushou raised his arm, a group of Yuan-mon demons appeared in front of him and turned into the shape of a shield.

A spit of black blood spewed out, and Nie Wuju fell to the ground.

But, surprisingly, Nie Wushou just wiped the corners of his mouth and still stood up.

This blow just now, Master Fengfeng shot angrily, there was no power at all, it was a 10% blow from the great monk after the Yuan Dynasty. It is reasonable to say that a monk like Nie Wuju who had been a baby for a few years, It can't bear it at all. Fortunately, there is a White Tiger's interest in restraining the magical powers of Songfeng Fengren. Although he cultivates his deep actions as usual, his power is discounted. While Nie Wushou was in the Lingling formation, his strength not only had no effect, the power of that blow was also blocked by the Lingling formation, and the injuries were only minor.

Seeing that he couldn't die, Song Fengfeng was even more angry, and then tried to take a shot, but saw a doll suddenly flashed over and blocked him.

Later, Mo Tiange said slowly: "Senfeng Song, are you too anxious?"

Withered eyes in the eyes of Songfeng's eyes turned around, looking at Nie Wushou, and Mo Tiange, and finally sneering at Nie Wushou: "Slut, you really have a long way to go, and you're pulled to the point of doing something for you "

Looking at the four people in front of him, the Master Songfeng only felt full of fury.

He hated that this bitch, when he followed him, pretended to be orderly and didn't dare to say a word, but it turned out to be yin and yang, even when he was wounded in the Yuan Demon Pond, he took his most important one. Bag stole

How can he not hate? He hated to frustrate her. Because of her escape, he lost many magic weapons. In the past 100 years, he did not dare to step into Kunwu to avoid being robbed by old opponents while he was in the fire.

For a hundred years, he has been hiding in Langtu Mountain for a hundred years. The reason for all this is that for her only a few hundred years of life, how precious is a hundred years?

And this bitch? Holding his Qiankun bag for a hundred years, he also became a yuan baby

Thinking of her cultivation and joyful time, she had been living for 100 years, and he controlled his hatred.

In particular, she returned to Tianji and took others to his treasure house to collect treasure.

Bitch, just like her mother

However, fortunately, he has not lost his mind. This **** now has a helper, and he cannot kill himself. These juniors have formed Yuan Ying, especially Qin Shoujing, who has already reached the middle stage. The four of them joined forces to suppress their strength by the breath of the White Tiger, and there was an old demon in the cloud who looked down at him. One was not good, but they were besieged by them.

Looking at Nie Wushou, the Master Songfeng calmed down again and said coldly, "Why, aren't you afraid of becoming a demon? Dare to practice the Yuan and Dafa?"

Nie Wushou lowered his eyes and said lightly, "It is the Tao and the magic, all in the heart, whether the practice is magic or not, it does not matter."

This sentence made Master Songfeng furious again, stole his Qiankun bag, and took away his Yuanmo Dafa. What was he talking about with him?

The black gas surged, and he returned to the dark cloud again, covering his anger.

"Good heart," said Master Fengfeng coldly, "slut, have you been happy this century?"

"I'm not a **** ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ As soon as his voice fell, Nie Wujuan raised his head. This time, her eyes brought pride and anger." Why do you say I'm a slut, Master? "

Master Songfeng hasn't thanked yet. Nie Wuju stepped forward and stood upright: "I'm a person, I have flesh and blood, I have thoughts and feelings. I'm not born to be your slave, I don't owe you." She said word by word, "You, you are not qualified to belittle me"

This **** was just a scolding by the Master Songfeng, Nie Wushou was so real, just for the last sentence.

I came to this world only by the favor of my parents. I am also a precious life, not an optional existence. My existence is meaningful because of me, it doesn't depend on you.

You are not qualified to belittle me.

"Master," Nie Wushou said slowly, "I used to be afraid of you. When I was going back to Tianji, I thought I couldn't face you in my life. But now, I want to tell you, starting today, From now on, I am alive and have nothing to do with you. My life belongs only to myself. " ..

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