"What do I think? What else to see! ”

Su Wen was dissatisfied, pouted vigorously, and stared at Vallarillo viciously, as if the latter was not a hired rescuer, but owed her a huge amount of money:

"Why do you want my fellow disciples to be caught in the middle of the struggle of your head descending master? Can't you find another way? From this point of view, it is estimated that I also want to use the power of my fellow Heavenly Sect to help you defeat the opponent's head lowering masters! ”

"You can't do it yourself, so you need our help! Do you say yes and no? ”

I don't know why, Su Wen, who is usually lively and coquettish, now becomes a savage little princess when she arrives in front of Vallarillo, she can talk when she wants to, make trouble when she wants, and from time to time she deducts the hat of "soy sauce master", and she is not afraid that this master in white will turn his face and shoot out because of annoyance.

Strange to say, Valarilo has always maintained a gentle and elegant demeanor for Suwen's troubles, and his eyes are always full of doting, just like a father who indulges his beloved little daughter to play with her wantonly, no matter how rude she is, he doesn't care about it.

Perhaps, this is the so-called fate between people.

"Do you think I want your fellow believers to suffer from humiliation?" Valarilo touched Su Wen's little head with a smile, looked at the Heavenly Gate disciples who were suffering, and finally looked at Li Wujian's face, and said in a deep voice:

"Your family is from China and wants to sweep through Central and South China! The good and evil, moral principles, I Valarilo have no intention of caring about, after all, the white-clothed cultivation is the state of mind. The black-clothed descendant is different, through the hard cultivation of Guò, it is not easy to have the ability to surpass mortals, and finally get money and fame, and suffer from the prosperity and admiration of the world. How can such an addictive life be handed over to others? ”

Li Wujian bowed slightly, and Chun Yuliang next to him had an honest face, and said:

"What Mr. means is that my Tianmen's actions will inevitably take away the existing wealth and status of these black-clothed people, and they will no longer be able to live an arrogant and luxurious life, so no matter what, even if they find someone else to fight with the media, the black-clothed people will never let me go of the people in Tianmen?"

"Cutting off people's money, such as killing their parents, it seems that this catastrophe can't be avoided!" Li Wujian said in a deep voice:

"If so, then fight! With Mr. Wa here, the disciples have taken precautions again, even if the head is sinister and vicious, it may not be able to help us! ”

"And if you win this battle, the road to the south is a smooth road!" Xiao Tianxiao smiled really this time:

"How can there be a thousand days to prevent thieves? Instead of worrying about it everywhere, it is better to win it head-on! ”

The three of them had already decided on a plan, and since no one had any objections, Valarilo immediately explained in detail the various methods of guarding against the surrender of the head, and the dark and bloody place made the disciples feel terrified, and they exclaimed that they were very fortunate - if they rushed over with their heads buried in the past, under the ghostly means of the head descending master, the plan would be a loss of soldiers and a defeat of the generals. The best ending is to die together...... Maybe it won't be possible to do it with the end!

Because of the mystery of the head descender, how can people in the Heavenly Gate who have never been in contact with it understand?

Fortunately, he found Valarilo, and it happened that the best white clothes fell in love with Suwen's qualifications at a glance, and he had to accept him as a mantle disciple regardless of a qiē, which allowed the people of Zhongnan to rely on and avoid burying all their bones in this reckless mountain forest due to the unknown enemy.

In fact, in the hearts of the disciples of Tianmen, death is death, and at most they feel unwilling and regretful. But if you ruin the master's major affairs because of your recklessness, even if you sink into hell, you will never forgive yourself!

This is the biggest reason why everyone is afraid.

After listening to Vallarillo's introduction - there are many methods of head lowering techniques, how can I explain it in detail for a while, only firmly remember the general taboo, then regroup, and wait for the attack of the black cloth.

Li Wujian entrusted the Hades squad and all the disciples with lower cultivation to Valarilo. Living in the middle of the camp, I believe that under the protection of the master in white, I will be safe. It's just that...... The dignified people in the Heavenly Gate have to be protected by the Fanbang barbarians, and the feelings of Li Wujian and others can be imagined.

But no matter what, he never wants to bother the master, which weakens the ambition of everyone in Zhongnan!

Around the camp, the masters of the various factions of the Heavenly Gate patrolled day and night, and even in order to give timely warning, Li Wujian also took Chun Yuliang and Xiao Tianxiao brothers to travel in person, extending the cordon to thirty miles away, hoping to get more warning time so that the disciples could fully prepare for the battle.

Su Wen followed Vallarillo and kept nagging, and the title was also randomly switched between the head descender and the soy sauce master, and Vallarilo was irritated when he heard it. But as soon as he saw Su Wen's cute smiling face, he turned his depression into love and no longer cared.

"Old Wa," is Suwen's latest name for Valarilo:

"You said that you are also a talent, with a good demeanor, why didn't you marry a wife and have children?" Anyway, if you have nothing to do, you won't die if you gossip. Valarilo smiled, and was not polite, reaching out to rub her hair:

"I work hard for my teacher to cultivate my heart in order to live forever, but I am already full of demons on weekdays, and I am busy resisting, where do I dare to find a female ** to confuse myself?"

Valarilo's voice was flat, but Su Wen heard from it infinite hardships and countless dangers, so he believed that if he wanted to become a real descending master, he would be like Huaxia Xiuzhen, and before he succeeded, he would have a pure heart and few desires, otherwise he would give up halfway, and at worst, his soul would be scattered!

"Lao Wa is so pitiful...... Su Wen patted Valarilo on the shoulder, full of little adult appearance, and suddenly smiled:

"And what about the black clothes you are talking about? Those head-lowering masters can't be monks like you, right? ”

"Those people?" Valarilo snorted proudly and sneered:

"Except for Su Cha and a few others, the rest are just silk bottles, and they can only bully ordinary people, but in front of me, they are not worth mentioning."

The voice is clear and disdainful.

"Cut! Just brag about it! Su Wen wrinkled his nose and grimaced:

"It's also that the master of my family is not here, otherwise he will descend with a few black clothes, and how can he help my heavenly gate? Hum! ”

Valarilo had heard more than once the girl's reverence for the so-called master, and he was unhappy in his heart, and he felt a kind of resentment that his treasure was being occupied, and asked in a deep voice:

"Your master? Since it is so powerful, why is it so wolf? Hum! ”

also returned Su Wen's two cold snorts, stood up, dressed in white, gently swaying in the night breeze, and with that tall and handsome face, it was really like an immortal who was about to return by the wind, and Su Wen was secretly praised in his heart.

However, does this guy have the ability to do it? The little girl's thoughts always turn very fast, and her thoughts jump in an instant: even if he has some ability, so what! Can it be compared to my master? Not to mention that there is a god-like door master......

"One day, Valarilo will fight your master!"

Seeing that the girl's dark eyes were rolling, obviously not believing in herself, Valarilo was secretly angry in her heart, and suddenly blurted out, but she was suddenly startled, and quickly recited a spell silently, and quickly calmed down.

The one who is reduced to cultivation in white clothes is the heart, how dare he mess up his mind at will? It's just because I attach too much importance to Suwen that I temporarily broke my heart defense, and once I realized it at this time, even if I had recovered it, it was really worthy of more than a hundred years of mind cultivation, and it was really worthy of the strongest head lowering master in the world!

"You also want to challenge the door master?" One sentence betrayed Su Wen's careful thinking - in the girl's heart, the master of the door is a noble and benevolent god, no matter how powerful Valarilo is, he will never be able to compare with the master, and the word "challenge" rushes out of his mouth - only the weak are in front of the strong can be called a challenge.

Looking at Su Wen, who resolutely upheld the authority of the Heavenly Gate Sect Lord, Valarilo was suddenly discouraged and no longer wanted to dwell on this topic.

What's so good about that master that he actually fascinates my beloved disciple so desperately?

Su Wen raised his head, seeing that there was a rare faint gloomy look on his face, he suddenly felt a little uneasy for no reason, as if he was still a little distressed, and he didn't think much about it, so he quickly laughed softly:

"The owner of the door is really nice, don't count these things! Besides...... "Fortunately, although Suwen is simple, he is not stupid, and it doesn't feel right, so he swallowed back the sentence "You can't be the opponent of the door master anyway". But he was betrayed by the look on his face, how could Valarilo not understand?

It's just that this future disciple still knows that thinking about the master is already a great progress, can he still expect to be convinced in one day? Valarilo sighed to himself and sat down. Looking at the majestic mountain shadows like giant beasts in the distance, listening to the gentle night breeze sweeping through the treetops of the forest, I simply closed my eyes, sank my heart, and felt the secrets of heaven and earth, and my mind gradually opened up.

Seeing that he ignored him, Su Wen didn't say anything more, and also sat within his reach, ran the Tianshan Mental Method, and began to cultivate on his own.

This is the self-proclaimed strongest white-clothed head lowerer, this is the great god who regards the black-clothed people as mustard, this is a super bodyguard who can protect the safety of the entire Tianmen people, if he can't protect it in front of him, then where else can he run?

Only here, next to the old tiles that will blow badly, should always be the safest place, right?

Su Wen thought about it silently, and soon settled down.

On this night, the waning moon faintly sprinkled dim brilliance from the branches and leaves of the mountain forest, and the mist began to condense and rise in the forest, and finally spread, completely covering the already dim moonlight, and the heaven and earth fell into darkness.

The wind is getting stronger, the temperature is slowly dropping low, and some nocturnal insects or animals start their night of revelry...... A qiē is the same as in the past, and it is no different.

A faint wind blew through his nose, but Vallarillo slowly opened his eyes, and a clear and flat laugh followed:

"It's coming!"