"Hehe, hey, cooperate with you to pretend to be forced, Lao Tzu wants to cooperate with you to pretend to die, brothers, kill him, ......"

Just when Ye Xiuwen was greatly dissatisfied, the martial artists who applied for the job also completely lost their patience, and they even rushed towards Ye Xiuwen with sharp blades in their hands!

"Brother dog, I'll help you ......"

Xiao Zhongling stepped forward, but he didn't want to be grabbed by Ye Xiuwen's backhand and pressed back. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Sister, you have to remember that you should never stand in the way of your brother's pretending, it's dangerous,......"

"Fog grass, this 'hanging bomb sky', is still pretending to be forced to kill him! Kill him......"

"Kill......"

Swarmed, more than 300 applicants rushed to kill, even the great elder of the Flying Star Pavilion covered his eyes, and said in his heart: This 'hanging bombing sky' is over, pretending to be forced to be grass, he can't bear to look at it directly!

"Ahhh......h

The screams are repeated, it's really terrifying, when I hear it, I was stabbed more than 10,000 times in the sky, it's terrible, the sound of calling is different, one will be dull, one will be sharp, anyway, the sound of screaming is different.

"Dad, did you bypass me?"

"Dad, you don't care about the villain,......

"Dad, I'm your own son,......"

............

The Great Elder of the Flying Star Pavilion hadn't opened his eyes yet, but he heard that the other side of the martial arts competition venue had begun to call Daddy.

"I said that you are not like words, you must be completely coerced, how can you give up halfway?...... Fog grass ......"

The Great Elder of the Flying Star Pavilion opened his eyes, what a slump it was, the emotional father was not a hanging bomber, but a candidate who knelt on the ground.

Less than two-thirds of the candidates remained, and the rest were lying down.

The man fell to the ground, and blood flowed out. There are those who are dead, and there are those who are not.

Needless to say, the dead man rolled his eyes and kicked his legs. And the living ones are still wailing!

"You're dishonest, isn't it cool to tell your dad to be sincere?"

A kid cheated and played tricks, calling his father insincere, Ye Xiuwen only got 10 points, and he was very annoyed.

"Dad, I'm your own flesh and blood!"

"Ding Dong! Congratulations to the host, forcibly pretending to be successful, and gaining +20 ,......"

"Oh, that's right! Daddy likes honest kids the most!"

Ye Xiuwen smiled dryly, and patted the face of the other man, and the big man's face was green. Xindao: In the future, I will be on the road, but I don't have to mix, and my face is lost to my grandmother's house.

"Daddy, Daddy, what's going on?"

The Great Elder of the Flying Star Pavilion rubbed his eyes there, and he still hasn't recovered yet!

"Good son? hahaha! Don't you see me, forcing the light to be dazzling?" Ye Xiuwen opened his big mouth and shook it under the noon sun, which was indeed dazzling enough.

"Yes, Dad, you are indeed dazzling enough, and you actually shot them all to death just by virtue of your force?"

"That's a must, so I think, forget about this job fair!"

"Daddy, daddy? You have ,...... everything."

The Great Elder of the Flying Star Pavilion recognized his father at this moment, because his father really has the ability, there are more than 300 people, and most of them are martial artists in the Qi training period, and there is no shortage of martial artists in the late stage of Qi training, all of them are called Dad, what kind of ability is this?

So at this time, that's what Ye Xiuwen said, what is!

"Dad, how about I take you to see the head of the sect now?" At this moment, the Great Elder of the Flying Star Pavilion still had to ask Ye Xiuwen.

"Tsuba?"

Ye Xiuwen pretended to be displeased.

"Dad, I understand, I'm going to ask the head to meet you?......"

The Great Elder of the Flying Star Pavilion trotted away, and at this moment, the disciples of the Flying Star Pavilion who had opened their eyes stepped forward one after another.

Some of them brought chairs, some brought tables, and some brought tea, pastries, and melon seeds and snacks.

Moreover, there were even flattering disciples of the Flying Star Pavilion who began to massage Ye Xiuwen, even if Xiao Zhongling couldn't come forward.

"Alas, this dog brother, I know that I am pretending to be cool, my father's business, what can I do?"

Xiao Zhongling's eyes rolled, but seeing that it was chaotic at this time, she also pretended to be injured, and followed the injured to the backyard of the Flying Star Pavilion.

This time, Xiao Zhongling is gone, Ye Xiuwen didn't expect that he was still pretending to be forced there!

"Boss to ......"

Some disciples shouted, and everyone stepped back, no longer daring to surround Ye Xiuwen.

Because this 'Seven Stars' is also a very good character. And the origin of his 'seven stars' is also related to hidden weapons.

He has a unique skill, known as the 'Seven Star Needle', the Seven Star Needle is quenched with severe poison, and the middle one is killed, and there is no cure at all. So on the rivers and lakes, he also has an extra nickname: Poison Handman.

'Poisonous hand' means that Qixingzi is poisoned, and 'Taoist' is his profession.

Moreover, these seven stars have practiced childlike skills since childhood, and they are not close to women, so in this Taoist temple, there are no female disciples, and he does not allow his disciples to get close to women.

If he broke the precepts, he would give him a shot in the tint and let it rot.

Therefore, Qixingzi is famous in the Flying Star Pavilion, and no one dares to disobey his will at all.

"Tsk, this must be a young hero, right?"

Qixingzi is dignified, although he is laughing, he looks fake. And the age is not as old as Ye Xiuwen imagined, and it seems that he is probably only less than forty years old.

"That's right, it's your dad and me!"

Ye Xiuwen was sitting, grinning there, but Qixingzi was blinded, and said in his heart: What's going on? How did he become my father?

"Don't be surprised, my dad loves to be witty,......"

"Poof!"

The Great Elder of the Flying Star Pavilion said a word, and Qixingzi almost didn't vomit blood. Xindao: You stupid people, you recognize your father, do you still want Lao Tzu to recognize your father?

"Hehe, don't make a fuss about that hanging bomb sky? What about so many people?......"

There were a lot of people in the square, and there were so many disciples watching?

"Insincere, you are not sincere, I know you want to be called dad in your heart, but you love face, if you don't let you see, see your dad and my ability, you can't be convinced!

I've heard that you have a special skill called the Seven Star Needle? Is there a ?......?"

Ye Xiuwen got up, but Qi Xingzi said with a somewhat ugly face: "Yes, what's the matter? Could it be that little brother, are you also interested in the martial arts of this seat?"

Why don't you bow down to the door of this seat, how about you and I are commensurate with our master and apprentice......?"

"Wow, you're so shameless, they call me Lao Tzu's father, but you want to take advantage of Lao Tzu?......"

"You?" Qixingzi's old face became more and more ugly.

"What are you? Lao Tzu has the stunt of 30,000 demon slayers, and if you want to teach it, Lao Tzu will give it to you?"

"Daddy, please be worshiped by the child......"

Ye Xiuwen said a word, Qixingzi knelt on the ground and called Dad!