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Chapter 1798 Two generations of swordsmen, two generations of masters and apprentices!(2/2)

The five-color divine light in his eyes filled the air, making the saplings unable to move.

"Call Chicken Master!"

"Chicken...Chicken Master."

"Who learns how to bark like a dog?"

"Woof woof woof!"

"kindness?"

When I hear the sound, I miss the dog.

Chongming became even more angry, "You dare to imitate Xiao Hei? Who gave you the power? Who gave you the courage?"

"Woof?"

"Let you learn! Let you learn!"

"Master, save me!"

The sapling shouted for help, "My aunt, please help me, my lord, please help me..."

The three of them didn't move.

They felt that not taking action would be the greatest kindness to it.

Seeing that the three people did not help.

Shumiaozi had no choice but to use his trump card, "Father, save me!!"

far away.

Old Wei's eyes were slightly closed, and he looked at his nose and heart. He did not speak or move, just like an old monk in meditation, as steady as an old dog.

Old Sun looked puzzled.

He felt that if anyone said that Old Wei was mentally ill in the future, he would be in a hurry!

"Brother Shu is so pitiful."

On the other hand, Xiao Tangtang couldn't bear to see it.

"It's okay."

The cold girl touched her furry little head,

He said softly, "It likes to be beaten."

"That's it."

The little girl is confused and confused. She still has such a weird hobby?

far away.

The slaps became louder and louder.

By the end, it had completely turned into a roar.

The more Chongming fought, the angrier he got, and the angrier he got, the more he beat.

The wings dance like wind and lightning, the five-color divine light gathers, dust and smoke rise up, sweeping across the eight wastelands, the space shakes, and the stars in the sky tremble!

hiss!!

The Three Thousand Sword Cultivators were horrified to see this.

Is Mr. Chicken so fierce?

After a while.

Amidst the smoke and dust, Chongming Shi Shiran walked out, but the saplings did not come out.

It was buried.

"Who else objects?"

Chongming glanced at everyone with a stern look.

Silence!

"very good!"

Although he was completely charred and had a poor image, he still carried his unique demeanor and magnanimity when he raised his wings and threw his claws.

"It's no better than it used to be."

"The conditions are simple, keep everything simple! Yuan Xiaozi, Xiao Tangtang, you two should quickly become apprentices!"

This apprenticeship ceremony.

No one is more qualified to host it.

"yes!"

The old man and the young man responded, each came to Yun Jiansheng and Gu Han, and knelt down.

"Disciple Yuan Zhengyang, pay homage to Master!"

"Disciple Lu Tangtang, pay your respects to Master!"

A voice was old and powerful.

A voice that is soft and cute.

An old man and a young man bowed down at the same time. Yuan Zhengyang's movements were meticulous. Tangtang followed suit and kowtowed three times to the person in front of him at the same time.

opposite.

Yun Jiansheng's white clothes are as beautiful as the snow, and he looks like an immortal when he comes out of the dust. Gu Han's black clothes are rustling like stars and the moon. Standing side by side, the two of them are the most dazzling heroes in the world.

below.

Yuan Zhengyang has white hair and bright head, and is in agitated mood, with tears in his eyes. Xiao Tangtang is innocent and ignorant, jumping for joy and cheering with joy. Although there is a huge difference in age, they are not out of place when they are juxtaposed.

This apprenticeship ceremony.
Chapter completed!
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