Chang Yu felt that his feet were dragged out by a huge force, and his front was empty, his face hit the cold floor, his nose almost bleed, and he let out a miserable scream. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He lay on the ground with his face sideways, scolded, and when he opened his eyes, he was surprised to see two pairs of boots, one large and one small, in front of him.

Chang Yu turned his face away and looked up, two bucket-thick thighs were tightly stuffed into the big boots, the thicker they became, supporting a belly as fat as a mountain, covering a shadow under the abdomen, blocking Chang Yu's line of sight, and he couldn't see the face above at all.

The person in the little boots next to him was Zhan Nao, who had already changed into a brand new yellow coat at this time, but he was inexplicably stained with some dust.

Although he was thin, he was also of medium height, standing next to this fat man, like a little sparrow, he was looking at Chang Yu with a wry smile on his face, and his face was innocent trying to show that it was not he who dragged Chang Yu out of bed.

"Fat sect leader, this is my eldest brother, Chang Yu." Zhan Zhi first broke the silence, pointed to Chang Yu, who was lying on the ground, who did not know the situation, and said to the person next to him.

As soon as he spoke, Zhan Nao suddenly realized that he had said the wrong name, and a cold light struck, Zhan Nao's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly changed his words, "No...... I ......"

But it was too late, Zhan Nao felt that his body was light, and he was thrown out of the door with a swish, and there was a muffled sound, and there was a cry of pain, "Oops, fat...... No...... Ma Jiaotou, why did you lose me again, I fell so much that my ass bloomed! Then there was a burst of laughter.

Chang Yu heard a deep voice coming from it, "Stinky boy, give you half an hour to change your clothes, roll Lao Tzu to the yard, his grandmother's sleeping bear!" Then he turned and walked away.

Chang Yu only saw a huge bald black shadow lowering his head and squeezing out of the door sideways, patting the door panel and scolding in disgust.

Chang Yu is still the second monk and can't figure his head, could it be that the head of the sect who was scheduled to be three days later actually came in advance before noon, and this head of the sect is still such a wall-like bald fat man?

Chang Yu's hot face reminded him that no matter what, he should quickly change his clothes and go out.

He hurriedly closed the door and pulled out a set of yellow clothes in the simple furniture, which was exactly the same as the one Zhan Wei was wearing, but it was different from the green clothes worn by that Senior Brother Fang, and it seemed that most of them were the clothes of the outer disciples.

Chang Yu took off his clothes, only to find that he had so many new wounds and old scars on his body, except for the sword marks on his chest that were basically healed, most of the others were left in the Five Miasma Valley.

"What is this?" Chang Yu's expression became solemn, "The scar on the right thigh...... Isn't this the result of an injury sustained when he escaped from Zhao Lichang's house, such a small wound, why hasn't it healed yet......" He couldn't help but take a closer look at the wounds on his body, these injuries suffered by the Five Miasma Valleys, although they were yesterday, were still slightly oozing blood, and the body's recovery ability was so slow.

Could it be that he was resurrected from the soul of the Bone Wizard, but left some unknown aftermath on his body, and he wondered if the body only reduced its ability to recover, or if it would deteriorate again?

Chang Yu remembered some of the dreams he had just had, which were quite similar to the dreams he had in the days when he escaped from the hands of the Bone Wizard and the others, but compared to that time, the things he saw in the dreams were much blurred, and it seemed that some of the remnants of his mind were slowly dying out.

Are the body and the mind two different changes? Chang Yu was also completely confused by "himself" for a while.

Alas! It's a pity that I didn't have the opportunity to ask the old man Qingyang clearly, and while worried, Chang Yu sighed again.

Chang Yu hurriedly changed into a yellow coat, and a roll of bamboo slips fell out of the old clothes, his eyes stayed for a moment, and he was happy in his heart, although he couldn't see the old man of the green sheep, but after all, he had this half of the medical scroll in his hand, and maybe it could come in handy. He took the black lin's animal skin in his arms again and hurried to the courtyard.

There were already nineteen yellow-clothed young men standing neatly in the courtyard, except for Chang Yu and his party, it seemed that before noon, a few more people lived in the other empty houses.

Now the nineteen teenagers all stood silently with their heads bowed, and in addition to the spread of their feet, there were also three people who were dusty and had been taught a lesson.

There was a stone pier on the edge of the pond, and on the stone pier sat the bald fat man.

Two pairs of slender eyes squeezed out of the head of the fat face, shining with fine light, and due to the excessive horizontal flesh on the face, a flesh mark was squeezed out at the chin. He had two moon-shaped double-edged axes pinned to his waist, and the axes were carved with double-faced beasts, and a piece of hemp rope was tightly wrapped around the handles, and the surface was shiny with oil. The head of the sect is wearing a red and green brocade robe, the embroidery pattern is very exquisite, and it is obviously of the highest grade, but wearing it on this fat head gives Chang Yu a sense of chaos of putting a domestic pig on a lady's clothes, which makes people feel distressed about this ruined costume. In particular, the sack of pork ear meat still on his lap vividly illustrates how the shine on the surface of this fine brocade robe came from.

The fat sect head saw that Chang Yu was also standing in the team, picked up a piece of ear meat and threw it into his mouth, chewed it twice and swallowed it, and said in a majestic voice, "Okay, it's all here." Your original Wang Jiaotou died when he went out to carry out the assassination order, and I will be your sect leader, my name is Ma Ba, and you can call me Ma Jiaotou in the future. His grandmother's bear, what a bad luck! ”

When everyone below heard this, they looked at each other and were amazed, no one expected that it would be because of this reason that the head of the sect was changed.

Ma Ba snorted and said, "Surprised! Who can do this without eating knives? Come forward, I'll see if the master of Changtang has stuffed me with a few pieces of good material this time! Come on, come here one by one! With that, Ma Ba stood up.

The original red-clothed man Peng Gaoyang had changed into a yellow coat at this time, and he was the tallest in the crowd, but this Ma Ba was even taller than him by two heads, like a big tree in the bushes.

Chang Yu and the others looked at each other awkwardly and smiled, it seems that when it comes to practicing martial arts, qualifications are indeed particularly important. However, there are also people among the people who have not participated in the official selection of the Assassin Golden Gate, and there may be some people with good qualifications, so it is no wonder that even among the disciples of the outer sect, the sect leader does not forget to pick the best among the poor, to see if he can weigh one or two materials that can be used.

Everyone looked different.

A young man with a thin figure and a fair and elegant face took the lead and stretched out his left hand tremblingly, obviously expectant.

Ma Jiaotou also stretched out his big hand, pinched the veins of the young man's hand, and sent out a stream of internal qi that swam in the other party's body.

"What a piece of crap for his grandmother!" Ma Jiaotou shook his head, waved his big hand, and without looking at the person in front of him, he called the next person over.

The young man's face darkened, he lowered his head, and came back in the strange eyes of everyone, staring straight at the ground, as if he had suffered a lot of blows in his heart.

"It's a good material, full of internal energy!" Ma Jiaotou nodded to a tall young man in front of him, and finally showed a smile. This tall young man is Tao Zhiyuan, the head of the other five people who traveled with Chang Yu.

Tao Zhiyuan came back proudly, his eyes deliberately glanced at the young man with a fair face just now, a green mole at the corner of his mouth was raised, and his expression was proud. The young man didn't know if he felt Tao Zhiyuan's gaze, and his head hung lower.

"Well, that's not bad either." Ma Jiaotou nodded to Peng Gaoyang in front of him again.

"It's your turn, come here!" When he heard this, he knew his own affairs, smiled bitterly at Chang Yu, and went up.

"The qualifications are not good, they are too vain, and they will die in the future." With a wave of his hand, he sent away the embarrassed stretch of his feet, and when he heard it, his mouth seemed to be muttering, and he glanced at the fat horse sect head, and then held it back into his stomach.

Then there are the three Mao brothers, whose qualifications are also average. In addition, among the people who Chang Yu didn't know much, after being tested by the head of the horse sect, there were two or three people with good qualifications, and a few people were happy and a few were worried.

"Stinky boy, and you!" Ma Jiaotou swept towards Chang Yu with cold eyes.