Xiong Xingyu, Feng Mingliu's third senior brother, an unlucky guy who fell into a different dimension.

Although everyone knows that the mortality rate of involvement in dimensional earthquakes is more than 99%, they also think that if this guy's ability does not die suddenly on the spot, he can live a very happy life in other worlds.

The year when he had an accident, Zheng Licai became a disciple for less than a year and a half... It also means that in his memory, Zheng Li was a fifteen-year-old boy, a shy little boy full of daily life.

"I was the one who opposed you going this path the most back then. That year, you were completely a 'flower'..."

That year, Zheng Li was not long after he became a disciple. He was too "weak" and was not favored by his senior brothers.

It’s not that they are not optimistic about Zheng Li’s qualifications, but that they are not optimistic about his “cowardly” and “weak” personality, which is not suitable for living in this cruel world, or even not optimistic about his ability to complete that deadly training.

Sister Yin Zi was sick and often couldn't attend classes. Xiong Xingyu and Xie Ying were also a normal teacher agent in a sense, and Zheng Li learned the basic courses from them.

Xie Ying doesn't care whether you adapt or not. He asks others to be like himself and never embarrass Feng Mingliu... That means in his eyes, the ability of disciples to endure pain is only the basis, and the amount of non-human training is just daily.

In fact, Feng Mingliu and others are a bit like that. Xiong Xingyu is one of the few normal people in the family... Well, at least to the extent of common sense, it is still relatively normal.

"I've just been back. I was shocked when I heard about your actions. Did you really read it wrong? Back then, you didn't even dare to kill, and you often had nightmares at night saying that there were ghost warriors following you, and when you went out alone, you always looked at your own shadow and behind......"

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, a large piece fell down. Senior Brother Xiong said and touched his round chin, which was very touched... In the blink of an eye, the shy little boy became a stubborn young man like Senior Brother, which really makes people sigh at the cruelty of time.

Zheng Li opened her mouth, not knowing how to respond.

Back then, compared with Xie Ying, who "strictly demanded his disciples", he had a better relationship with the easy-going Senior Brother Xiong, and the other party took special care of him.

If you really count your age, Senior Brother Xiong, who was over thirty years old, could be considered to be a generation older than himself.

There is an "elder" who knows you well. He thinks he is recalling the past, but actually breaking your dark history in public...

"Wow, Captain Zheng actually has such a past?"

"I thought he was born without blood and tears, and he wouldn't cry in his infantile years."

"That's too much. No matter how he said he was a human... well, probably."

The members of the group pretending to have something to do in the living room on the first floor became more and more noisy, and Zheng Li just turned his head silently.

The expression was indifferent, and he turned slowly, just a glance... All the people watching the show quickly swept the floor and ran away, and they were instantly empty.

Only the rabbit was still sitting there in a confused look on her face. She wanted to leave, especially when she heard that dinner had become such a terrible thing... but now the two senior brothers were chatting, but they glanced at each other from time to time, as if they were observing her condition.

"I really didn't expect that the first quasi-myth among our disciples would be the junior sister or just... the Moon Rabbit Clan?"

Squinted his eyes and patted his stomach. The fat Brother Xiong was laughing, but Zheng Li subconsciously touched his forehead.

He remembered that this person... seemed to be born as an orphan in war. People with this background generally had some opinions about foreign and foreign races.

Judging from past memories, Xiong Xing is a little extreme among those people.

"Well, Sister Yinzi will be very happy. After all, she said in person that 'Little Rabbit can inherit her martial arts best'. She also likes Little Rabbit very much. She not only takes a shower and sleeps while holding her, but also teaches the rabbit its own treasured kicking skills."

Zheng Li spoke, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he had half-true and half-false words.

"Ah, I..."

Is there anything like this? It seems that what is said is true, but it is somewhat subtle from reality. Lan Mengqi opened her mouth and planned to explain a few words.

"Shut up."

Zheng Li spoke, Lan Mengqi covered her mouth, her eyes full of tears. She had never seen anyone bullying like this... She looked at her Senior Brother Xiong with a eager look, hoping to be fair.

Although the meeting time is still very short and the smile is inexplicably a bit creepy, his words are gentle and gentle, unlike the other two senior brothers who can choke to death if they speak.

"Haha, sure enough, Master Jiang (Jiang Fengyin) likes female disciples the most. He was completely different from his attitude towards us and Senior Sister Lu back then. It's so great that Master Jiang can fulfill his final wish."

After taking a photo of the sofa again, Xiong Xingyu seemed a little happy, and his eyes were smiling into a crack.

For some reason, Lan Mengqi felt much warmer, and Zheng Li breathed a sigh of relief.

"Tsk, that guy Xie Ying really couldn't count on it. He didn't even do these things well."

At this time, Zheng Li inexplicably complained about the people who were not present at all.

"The junior sister of the head...No, the head, you have to stay in Shiqian City for a while. Come over when you have time. Some messy things here are very suitable for you."

Xiong Xingyu seemed to remember what was, and said to the rabbit with a smile, inviting her to go to the temple to study.

"Well, um... The head of the sect should be good, I..."

Lan Mengqi was a little uncomfortable with being called the head of the sect, especially before that Senior Brother Xiong had called him the junior sister directly.

"That's not OK, Senior Brother Xie said it. It was decided by Master Jiang (Sister Yinzi). But you also know that guy, always pretending to be cool, he doesn't say a few words on weekdays, and he can't explain many things clearly."

Zheng Li was completely relieved at this time, and his eyes turned and changed the subject.

"By the way, is Rabbit the first quasi-myth of his disciples? I thought Senior Sister Green and you were also quasi-myths."

"Sister Green has not grown to that level yet... I just came back and it takes a certain amount of time to adjust. In fact, if the eldest brother is willing to go out to hunt, don't devote his energy to "skills" and "inheritance", he will have already gone a step further."

In this regard, even Zheng Li must admit it.

If you stay in the city for a long time, even if you have enough material resources, the spirit blade will not have killing or soul fragments as nutritional supplements, and the "blade" aspect will be stuck tightly.

But this does not mean that Xie Ying was a weak person in the same period... He is a killer who specializes in PVP, a hunter with only five blades, and a "God of Death" with black armbands.

If he was not strong, Zheng Li would not have had to use so many tricks back then, and he would not have given him the chance to fight head-on under normal circumstances.

Myths are not necessarily stronger than quasi-myths, and quasi-myths are not necessarily stronger than "ordinary sword masters". It is more like a big gift package that integrates many "gifts".

If it was really the so-called "level difference" that could not be resisted, Zheng Li and many people would have been trying to make a quasi-myth.

"Ah? Your news is outdated. Senior brother Babian has gone to hunt when he has time in recent years. It seems that that incident has also stimulated him."

Zheng Li really doesn't know about this. After all, he is too lazy to inquire about the news in this regard. Even if there is news in front of him, he will take the initiative to skip it.

"By the way, Xiao Lizi...Okay, Junior Brother Zheng, come here if you have time. Let's communicate more, and at least let the new disciples know about you... Senior Brother Xie is not here recently. After I stayed here, he moved back to the office."

Zheng Li nodded. He heard that he had accepted dozens of three generations of disciples, many of whom were joined for his reputation... He didn't even have a look, and he did have a little bit of it.

I could have said that I had been away for a long time before, but now I am back, so it is normal to go and meet me.

Let’s help rabbits keep the market. The quasi-myth sounds frightening, but Zheng Li doesn’t think that Lan Mengqi can beat any of the three senior brothers now.

After hesitating for a moment, Zheng Li began to ask.

"That guy has already told you about what happened three years ago. Who do you think is doing the right thing..."

Zheng Li has been holding back this for a long time, but no one can answer it, and Zheng Li will not care about the opinions of unexpected people... It seems that Xiong Xingyu has a stance to judge right or wrong.

"There is a right or wrong thing about this thing. Everyone has different ideas and positions. Just do what you want to do. What others think and do. I am not you, how can you judge your right or wrong?"

Sighing, Senior Brother Xiong shrugged, and when he came back happily, he encountered this state. He was actually quite helpless.

Zheng Li also breathed a sigh of relief, at least, it was more likely than the worst.

"Senior Brother Xie is the same. What's the point of killing a few foreign tribes? It's a pity to make trouble with my own brothers. I think I'm killing less..."

It was what Senior Brother Xiong muttered that made Zheng Li feel more subtle.
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