The dusty clothes made the madman master look like a beggar, but his expression was cold and domineering.

"Bo Chimeng, you dog, taking advantage of Lao Tzu's absence, and robbing the apprentice with me, do you want to die?" The madman master rushed to Bo Chimeng in a rage and beat him violently.

Bo Chimeng is also stupid, just standing in place, motionless, not knowing how to dodge at all.

Dongfang Ling Wei looked at Bo Chimeng's handsome face without any expression, and the face with a stunning face was very resolute.

His short blue-purple hair looks spirited, while the lilac flame pattern on his right eye, which surrounds his eyes, makes him look cool.

Dongfang Lingwei bit her lip and looked at this scene blankly.

I wondered why this guy didn't fight back and let him be beaten by the mad master.

Moreover, this force made him dusty, and it looked like his strength was not small!

He is clearly looking for death, asking for his own death?

Dongfang Lingwei stared at Bo Chimeng with doubts, feeling very uncomfortable, I don't know why, she always felt wrong.

Today's Bo Chimeng is very wrong.

He disappeared from the arrogance he used to be, and now he looks like a fool no matter how he looks at it.

If someone beats you, you won't fight back, so you let yourself be beaten and be beaten by others.

Is it really...... Tsk, stupid don't chirp.

Dongfang Lingwei can't understand this.

Beitang Yin looked at the doubts in her eyes, raised her voice slightly, and said, "Madam, don't you see that your master seems to be quite interested in Bo Chimeng?" ”

"Huh?" Dongfang Lingwei said confusedly, "Where did you see that?" ”

His tricks did not pose a great threat to Bo Chimeng, it seemed to be exploring his patience, could it be...... He wants you to worship Bo Chimeng as a teacher? Beitang Yin's words hit the point, and Dongfang Ling stared at him in surprise.

I don't understand.

I don't understand it now.

If it was true, how could the mad master let Bo Chimeng be her master?

Didn't he say okay, no one could snatch his apprentice?

However, the madman's master's words interrupted Dongfang Lingwei's train of thought.

"Hahaha...... Sure enough, it's a man! Bo Chimeng, I can hand it over to you, but I am the real master, what about you...... It can only be a teacher. ”

The 180-degree change shocked everyone present to vomit blood.

"Thank you!" Bo Chimeng secretly took a breath, thanks to the fact that he was beaten like this, he didn't fall, otherwise, I am afraid that he would be wiped out.

"But I don't care if the apprentice wants to worship you as a teacher or not, you can find a way to go by yourself." The madman master smiled even more wickedly.

Bo Chimeng smiled and said, "Dongfang Lingwei, I want to take you as an apprentice, do you promise me?" ”

His hearty laughter spread throughout the room, and everyone looked at him as if he was nothing, almost thinking that the raining fists just now were a joke.

"...... you?" Dongfang Ling Wei was surprised.

She squirmed her lips, wanting to refuse.

She is free, and she doesn't need so many masters, not to mention that a mad master is very difficult to deal with, and it is enough for a headache.

Dongfang Lingwei didn't want to be so stupid and be bound.

And at this moment, a sound came through my head.

"Master, promise him."

It was the voice of the purple spirit grass, an immature child's voice, full of innocence.

"Why do you have to say yes?"

She didn't want to be disciplined, a mad master was enough to choke.

"Master, master, do you listen to others, okay......"

The purple spirit grass was still urging, and her voice was very coquettish. She squirmed her lips, wanting to refuse.

She is free, and she doesn't need so many masters, not to mention that a mad master is very difficult to deal with, and it is enough for a headache.

Dongfang Lingwei didn't want to be so stupid and be bound.

And at this moment, a sound came through my head.

"Master, promise him."

It was the voice of the purple spirit grass, an immature child's voice, full of innocence.

"Why do you have to say yes?"

She didn't want to be disciplined, a mad master was enough to choke.

"Master, master, do you listen to others, okay......"

The purple spirit grass was still urging, and her voice was very coquettish.