Xiao Bing was stunned for a moment, and then he calmed down again, "I don't want to cause trouble for you, I may not be your disciple, one of Song Zhang's disciples was beaten by a Qilin Demon Worm because of me, and the person who poisoned him actually did it to keep me from dying, and he was not sure that he would win against Song Zhang." At that time, I heard Song Zhang say that he was the elder of Zixiao Mountain, and he didn't leave with that person, at that time I wanted to bring my grandfather's headscarf to Zixiao Mountain to mourn my grandfather, but I just agreed with that person that as long as I didn't die ten years later, I would go to find him... But what you know will be so simple in ten years, I don't know what will happen, maybe that person won't save me, maybe that person and I will be killed by Song Zhang. ”

Ning He was silent, he glanced at Xiao Bing seriously, "If the poison of the Qilin Demon Worm is resolved, you will be able to be my disciple, right?" ”

Xiao Bing shook his head: "Impossible, if I solve it, I will already die." ”

Ning He smiled, "I'm sorry, that poison has been solved a long time ago, or I solved it." "Ning He is very happy, happy like a child.

"What?" Xiao Bing looked at him in surprise.

"You may not know, now there are thirteen green nitrates among the disciples of the old bastard, and the latest one is the poisoned kid, nicknamed Mo Qilin... He has the spirituality of a unicorn insect on his body, and the aura can be released and can be transformed into an ink-colored unicorn, so he has such a nickname," Ning He said happily.

"Bastard, Song Zhang!" Xiao Bing was surprised, he remembered that Song Zhang had said that he was the elder of Zixiao Mountain, and he should be a high-ranking person, but the one who dared to call Song Zhang was obviously not a simple person.

"Song Zhang's nickname is a bastard, it's a good match. Ning He smiled and looked at Xiao Bing very proudly, obviously this nickname was given by him.

"By the way, I have to talk about it, at the age of twelve, who knows if he will be a good person or a bad person in the future! Although Song Zhang is a bastard, he still has humanity. Actually, there are other things in your matter. And there's something to tell you. ”

Xiao Bing was stunned for an instant, he didn't understand what Ning He meant.

Ning He didn't care about Xiao Bing's eyes, and said lightly, "That Scorpion Zhuo is the person who agreed with you, he died three years ago, in order to improve his cultivation, he did not hesitate to use poison to refine his body, but when he was discovered, there were no bones left." In addition, Scorpion Zhuo and Song Zhang are actually very good friends, when Scorpion Zhuo wanted to accept you as an apprentice, Song Zhang proposed to see your conduct and ......"

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"He... Dead..."Where Xiao Bing stayed, he didn't listen to Ning He's words in his heart.

Xiao Bing went back to the room arranged for him in a trance, he suspected that Scorpion Zhuo was so eager for quick success for the sake of the ten-year appointment, he didn't believe that Song Zhang and Scorpion Zhuo were friends, and he didn't believe it until now.

A good guy who looks like a bad guy is dead... Xiao Bing sighed, but at the same time he doubted that it was impossible for that person to lie to himself, but in Xiao Bing's eyes, what reason did he have to lie to himself, this person was his grandfather's old friend.

Rather He was the first person to build a house for himself in the silent wilderness within a thousand years, and when too many people were banished, they also exiled themselves, because few people could let go of their discouragement and shelter themselves from the wind and rain.

The night is quite deep, the dream is cold, the moon is lonely, arrogant and silent...

Ning He walked to Song Zhang's door and knocked lightly twice...

"Come in, don't pretend..."

"I'm in...", Ning He pushed open the door, and instantly a smell of feet and alcohol came to his face, and Ning He instantly had the illusion that he was going to faint...

"Bastard, you... It's delicious..."Ning He commented sincerely

"Cut, the hero's feet stink, the hero's fart is many, I don't know anything..."Song Zhang took a wine gourd and drank... glanced at Ning He unceremoniously..."What are you talking about!"

Ning He gave himself a purifying charm, and after feeling that his breathing was much better, he said, "I'm here to tell you, Xiao Bing, that kid, I want it..."

Song Zhang's face suddenly changed, his face twisted, "Don't give", and then started drinking, but the action of drinking was not so casual, and he had more strength...

"Anyway, you don't want it, what's wrong with me..."Ning He suddenly became angry when he saw Song Zhang's appearance.

"No, he's a man..."Song Zhang was very unpolite

"Bastard... You care, a group of female apprentices around me as a big man, it's not like you're dead-faced... My reputation is gone..."

"Hee-hee...... Women chase men across the mountain, and there are no female apprentices who love you..."Song Zhang looked obscene, as if he was happy at the moment...

"Get out... Xiao Bing, I'm going to decide..."Ning He no longer said those stupid words to Song Zhang.

"I won't give you how to get it..."Song Zhang really played a scoundrel.

"Beware of your apprentice messing with you!" Ning He threatened helplessly.

"You threaten me, haha... They marry their daughters-in-law, not me... I don't care, I can't help but scold after saying that... Fuck a bunch of people who don't fight..."Song Zhang suddenly became angry.

"You have to give it this time, and you have to give it if you don't give it..."

"Drink, you've eaten the scales and have an iron heart..."Song Zhang teased.

Ning He didn't speak... The voice suddenly became a little colder, very serious, "No kidding..."

Song Zhang's hippie smile also disappeared, and he replied very seriously, "No."

The whole house was suddenly a lot quieter...

Ning He stared at Song Zhang, his eyes were puzzled...

Song Zhang took a sip of wine, "'Does he still recognize me?' that's what the kid told me, asking me if his brother still recognizes him? I owe that child, and I have to pay it back..."

Ning He obviously knew that this was an excuse.

Ning He grabbed Song Zhang's wine jug and took a sip, "I miss the old man..."