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"Goo-goo-goo~"

Zeng Yi took the wine gourd, and poured a mouthful of wine into his mouth fiercely, like a fire burning his throat, and there was a hot and intense feeling in his throat. Sitting on the windowsill, his long black hair was slightly messy, his face was a little vicissitudes, the wine was in his throat, and the look in his eyes was even more sad.

Looking at the streets in the early morning, the atmosphere full of vitality and vitality is in stark contrast to my decadent spirit at this time.

"Alas~, why do you always feel like the world is targeting me?" Zeng Yi looked up at the early sun in the sky, his sad eyes were a little distracted, and he sighed.

My freedom, my happiness!

Zeng Yi's escape plan failed, and under the surveillance of a ninety-sixth-level soul power Super Douluo, Zeng Yi wanted to escape, which was as difficult as ascending to the sky.

was forced to be accepted as a disciple by a Title Douluo, Zeng Yi really didn't know whether to cry or laugh?

If it were someone else, he might jump up excitedly, but for Zeng Yi, he was forced to ......

No matter how you think about it, there's something wrong.

There must be some conspiracy in this.

Zeng Yi affirmed this idea in his heart, and he was even more convinced of the correctness and absoluteness of his escape.

Although this leg is very thick and very comfortable to hold, I have always wanted to have such a thigh to fly, and now I have inexplicably fulfilled my original wish.

However, when I really got it, there was an inexplicable emptiness, and I was far from being as happy as I imagined.

But now, he still can't run, and this cheap master has been staring at himself. However, I don't believe it, you, a Titled Douluo, have been idle and have nothing to do, staring at me every day? There's always a chance to run away, hehe.

Thinking in his heart, the corners of Zeng Yi's mouth rose slightly, outlined an arc, and silently took a sip of wine to relieve his sorrowful mood.

The door to the room was rudely opened, and a figure ran in.

"Master! What is Yanque's training program today? Yan Que looked at his master excitedly, Zeng Yi shouted, his voice full of vitality.

Zeng Yi turned his head to look and saw that the poor door was still trembling slightly, and then looked at his apprentice Xiao Yanque, and saw that she was looking at him with excited eyes, Zeng Yi was a little helpless.

In the past few days since I was away, what did that old man teach you, how did a well-behaved and quiet disciple become like this in just a few days?

"Since you're so energetic, let's go for a lap around the city." Zeng Yi said lightly, his voice listless.

This sentence made Yan Que dumbfounded, and the passion in his heart was like being extinguished by a basin of cold water in an instant, and his face pulled down.

Running around the city, that's at least 20 kilometers, or running with weights. Running like this, Yan Que felt that he was going to die suddenly on the road.

His master recovered, and Yan Que came to the master's room early in the morning, asking for training, and let the master see that in the past few days when he was injured, he was not lazy, and he has always been very diligent.

But this training project is outrageous, is this something that an eight-year-old can do?

Did you upset Master?

Looking at the figure of his master, Yan Que couldn't help but wonder in his heart.

"What are you running? Don't listen to your master, your master is your master. ”

At this moment, a powerful voice sounded in the room, and then a figure in white appeared, which was none other than Sword Douluo.

"Cut~"

Zeng Yi couldn't help but pout, and made a small cut sound, although the sound was very small, Sword Douluo Chenxin still heard it.

The corners of Chenxin's eyes couldn't help twitching, this disciple is good at everything, but he is not very friendly to himself. He is a Title Douluo, if someone else dared to treat him like this, he would have slapped him a long time ago, but this is not good, this disciple of his own, but he is burdened with the hope of the entire sword path.

"I don't know if Yanque is still young now? It's a shame that you're still a master, and doing such strenuous training will hurt your body, do you understand? Dusty said dissatisfied.

Seeing Chenxin defending himself like this, Yan Que was very moved. looked at his master for a while, and looked at his master for a while, but a look of embarrassment appeared on his little face.

In this way, will I disappoint Master? I should still listen to Master.

Yan Que thought to himself. In these days when Zeng Yi was in a coma, Chenxin was very kind to her and would also teach her to cultivate.

Moreover, Chenxin also told her that his Sword Douluo was actually her master and ancestor, and he was the master of her master Zeng Yi. As for why the two of them are like this, it is because there was some misunderstanding between them, so Zeng Yi left the sect.

In order to make Yan Que believe his nonsense, Dusty Heart also made up a tragic story and made Yan Que cry.

Now seeing her master's attitude towards her master, Yan Que is even more convinced that her master has spoken to her, and there is still a touch of compassion in her eyes when she looks at her master.

Master must have been very painful, but Master Zu did it for Master's good, but it caused such a result. I'm going to have to find a way to reconcile the two.

Yan Que's eyes flashed with a look of determination, and he secretly made up his mind.

"I'll just talk about it." Zeng Yi pouted and said. However, this Sword Douluo is really too insidious, in order to accept himself as a disciple, he actually took advantage of the fact that I was unconscious, and gave Xiao Yanque a strategy, which is really shameless, and he is in vain to be named Douluo. I look down on you.

Seeing Chenxin's pampering appearance towards his apprentice, Zeng Yi complained fiercely in his heart.

"Little Bird, you don't need to practice today, the ancestor will take you to a place."

"Grandpa, where are we going?" Hearing if you don't need to train, Yan Que asked with a happy face.

"Hehe, you'll know what to do." Dusty smiled faintly, slightly mysterious.

"Xiao Yi, let's go with the teacher." Chenxin glanced at Zeng Yi on the side, and said lightly, with a hint of oppression in his tone.

Still Xiaoyi, are we so familiar?

This made Zeng Yi roll his eyes.

Isn't it just relying on your own strength to oppress me, you old man can do this now, and I will definitely make you look good in the future.

Zeng Yi looked at Chenxin's back, hated and thought in his heart, and then shook his head helplessly, and followed with Xiaoju.

The three of them and one beast quickly walked out of the city gate and came to a wilderness.

Sword Douluo Chenxin stretched out his right hand, opened his palm, and the light of his palm appeared, and the Martial Soul Seven Killing Sword instantly appeared in his hand, and the messy sword intent and the killing intent of the Seven Killing Sword itself made the surrounding space a little colder.

This Seven Kills Sword was pulled and floated in the air by Dusty Heart with soul power, and then the light shone brightly, and the Seven Kills Sword turned into a huge sword and floated in the air.

Looking at this huge seven-killing sword, Zeng Yi was a little dumbfounded, this martial soul can still use soul power to become huge? Then can I hold a forty-meter long knife in my hand and let the enemy run thirty-nine meters first?

Chenxin glanced at Zeng Yi and Yanque, and saw that both of them were shocked by their own methods, and nodded with satisfaction.

jumped up, jumped on the sword and stood, and said lightly to the two who were still shocked: "Come up." ”

"Oh, okay, Grandpa."

This huge Seven Kills Sword was only about two meters high above the ground, and Yan Que could easily jump on it, and then, Zeng Yi also jumped on this sword.

"Stand, hahaha." Seeing the two of them standing, Chenxin laughed loudly, and then his heart moved, and the Seven Killing Sword rose into the sky and flew towards the sky.

Above the sky, a huge long sword sliced through the clouds and flew by, followed by a long tail of air.

The white clouds, the pure sky, the condescending feeling of flying, and the constant whistling of the wind in her ears made Yan Qi's heart extremely shocked, and the scenery above the sky was the most beautiful scene she had ever seen in her life.

"Grandpa, you are too powerful!" Yan Que exclaimed adoringly, and his mood at the moment was extremely excited.

was praised by his own apprentices, Chenxin was in a good mood, laughed, and said proudly: "Hahaha, that is, your master and I are powerful Title Douluo, and my ability is not something you can imagine as a little bird." ”

Especially Title Douluo, these four words are very heavy, as if they were specially said to Zeng Yi.

Yan Que looked at Chenxin expectantly, and asked, "Can Yan Que cultivate to such a level in the future?" ”

"Of course, Xiaoque'er, your talent is very strong, as long as you work hard to cultivate, you will definitely reach the cultivation of Master Ancestor in the future." Dusty Xin smiled. His heart is not just to comfort Yan Que, Yan Que's talent can be said to be only higher than him, not lower than him, as long as he can grow up, it is stable to become a Title Douluo.

"How about it, do you want to learn the art of the sword from the teacher?" With a look of pride on his face, Chenxin looked at Zeng Yi and asked.

I'm blown away, aren't you? Such a handsome swordsmanship, don't you really want to learn? Speak up and beg me!

Seeing that Zeng Yi's face was a little shocked, Chenxin attached his hands to his back, extremely proud.

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