"Hmph, if you don't see the coffin, you won't shed tears, give it to me, catch it alive. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" ordered the leading martial artist.

"Yes!"

The Sun family's guards immediately surrounded Ye Lingfeng, and the cold light of the bright weapons flickered.

"Quack, little one, there are still a lot of enemies. The old beggar next to him gloated.

"What's your business!" Ye Lingfeng's eyes widened, and he scolded secretly, if he hadn't accidentally met this old beggar and delayed for so long, maybe he would have returned to Ye's house a long time ago.

Now, although the Purple Tower has always helped him recover from his injuries, and the spiritual power in his body is also rapidly filling, it is still far from enough, he estimates that he can only deal with five-star warriors at most now.

And the Sun family guards in front of them, the lowest are all five-star warriors, not to mention two martial artists.

"Senior, you won't die without help, right?" Ye Lingfeng said, and now he could only hope for the old beggar in front of him.

"Oh, I don't know who said it just now, it's none of my business. The old beggar pursed his lips and said with a look of irrelevance.

Ye Lingfeng's face suddenly turned dark.

"Hmph, take it!" ordered the leading martial artist.

"Yes!" a large group of guards swarmed up.

"Damn, dead old man, don't save Ben Shao. Ye Lingfeng shouted as he dodged the attack, cursing this unscrupulous stinky old man in his heart.

The guards led by the Sun family seemed to see that the old beggar was a little extraordinary, and immediately looked at the old beggar vigilantly, and said in a deep voice: "It is difficult for the seniors to meddle in the grievances between us. ”

The old beggar said indifferently: "The old man is not interested in caring about the grievances of the wealthy family?"

When the Sun family guards heard this, they suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts. As long as this mysterious old beggar doesn't interfere, it will be easy to capture Ye Lingfeng.

"I@#¥......" The old beggar's appearance of not caring about himself made Ye Lingfeng hate itchy, and cursed fiercely: "You dead old man, if Ben Shao dies, where will you find a disciple like me." ”

Hearing this, the old man suddenly smiled and said, "So, you agreed to be the old man's disciple?"

Ben Shao agreed. Ye Lingfeng gritted his teeth and said, this old man is really hateful.

"Haha, boy, you said it yourself, the old man didn't force you. The old man laughed.

"It was Ben Shao who said it himself, you didn't force me. Ye Lingfeng said through gritted teeth.

"Well, you seem to be talking a little reluctantly!" said the old beggar.

"Not reluctantly, not at all. Ye Lingfeng suddenly forced himself to put on a calm posture and said.

"Haha, that's right, being an old man's disciple will definitely not treat you badly. The old beggar laughed again, and looked very happy.

"Seniors, you have to think clearly, we are the people of the Sun family, and it will not end well if we are enemies. The leader's face sank and he threatened. The strength of this old beggar seems to be very unfathomable, and if he makes a move, this mission is afraid that it will fail.

"I accept everything, old man, but I don't accept threats, so go and die. The old man just stretched out a slap condensed by spiritual energy and slapped it at the guards of the Sun family.

"Bang bang bang!"

With a slap of the palm, several Sun family guards didn't even have room to resist at all, and suddenly the seven holes were bleeding, and the dead couldn't die anymore.

The next moment, the old beggar's eyes sharpened, and he suddenly drank: "Hmph, get out!"

The sound is rolling, like Huang Zhong Da Lu, which endures for a long time.

Ye Lingfeng even heard a terrible scream from the darkness not far away.

"Okay, boy, the old man has helped you out. After doing all this, the old beggar didn't have a sense of accomplishment on his face, and turned back to Ye Lingfeng and smiled: "Boy, hurry up and apprentice!"

"Do you still want to apprentice?" Ye Lingfeng felt that this old man was a little unreliable, and how could this old man's smile make people look a little treacherous?

"Nonsense, of course I'm going to apprentice. The old man rolled his eyelids and gave Ye Lingfeng a roll of his eyes.

"Damn, pedantic old man. Ye Lingfeng cursed fiercely in his heart, and in the end, he still knelt down and bowed to complete the number of salutes, and then called out to the master with full of energy.

The old beggar laughed and helped Ye Lingfeng up with satisfaction.

Ye Lingfeng stood up and said, "Master, since Ben Shao worships you as a teacher, you must always be interesting." ”

Although he has the Purple Pagoda and the Taichu Sutra, who will have too few good things.

"What do you want?" said the old beggar.

"It's not much, heaven-level exercises, martial arts, or something can just give me a hundred and eighty copies, just mean it. Ye Lingfeng said casually, as a matter of course.

"Fuck it!" the old beggar's face shook, and he scolded angrily in his heart, what does this bastard think of heaven-level exercises and martial arts, it's a cabbage on the street.

"Grass, old man, since I have entered your door, there must be a meeting gift!" Ye Lingfeng scolded angrily.

"Hehe!" the old beggar smiled awkwardly, and was about to say something, but suddenly his ears twitched slightly, and his face became serious.

The relaxed and happy look just now gradually disappeared.

"Master, is there something going on?" Seeing the old beggar's face different, Ye Lingfeng couldn't help but ask.

The old beggar frowned and said, "Apprentice, it seems that today is not a good day to apprentice, I didn't expect that the group of rats to be able to catch up here, it is really a group of pestering guys." I'm afraid that our master and apprentice will have to separate for a while. ”

Ye Lingfeng was dumbfounded, without this, he had just visited his teacher, and he didn't get a meeting gift or anything, so he wanted to run away? What kind of master is this?

The old beggar smiled awkwardly and said, "Apprentice, the main thing is that today is not the right time." ”

As he spoke, he took out a crumpled book from his body, threw it to Ye Lingfeng casually, and said: "You take this martial art first, it will be regarded as a greeting gift for apprentices, although the level is not high, but it is still suitable for this use, you practice first, you can practice it, if you can't practice, just wait for the old man to teach you, just like that, I'll go first." ”

After speaking, the old beggar did not look back, his body turned sharply, and disappeared into the night like a ghost.

"This ...... This is leaving, is this a joke?" Ye Lingfeng was dumbfounded, what kind of strange master is this, how can anyone ignore it after worshipping the master, just throw away the cheats and leave, it's really irresponsible!

Ye Lingfeng wanted to cry without tears, what was the difference between this and a one-night stand? But he didn't have any way, the figure of the old beggar disappeared, even if he shouted here, it would be useless.

Just as he was about to leave, the voice of the old beggar suddenly sounded in Ye Lingfeng's ears: "Apprentice, what, I'm sorry, the millions of gold coins on your body, if you are a teacher, you will temporarily embezzle it, and it will be regarded as your apprenticeship fee." Here, let me tell you first. ”

Ye Lingfeng was suddenly startled, and hurriedly took out his pocket, and sure enough, there was not a dime left, only two lonely IOUs remained, and a large number of golden tickets were missing, and it was obvious that all the money in it had been 'misappropriated' by the old beggar.

His grandmother's, is this a master, or a robber? Ye Lingfeng wanted to cry without tears, just apprenticed to his own master before he got the benefits, he was scolded, how can there be such a master, but now I just want to find the old beggar, I'm afraid I can't find it.

Ye Lingfeng could only slander in his heart. Casually opened the thin and simple book that the old beggar threw to him, the yellowed and somewhat torn paper made Ye Lingfeng frown, but he still opened the book and looked down.

But immediately, his eyes widened, and he said in horror: "Ground-level high-grade martial arts-sky-breaking sword!"

"Is this really?" Ye Lingfeng looked at it again in disbelief, and the big letters on the book finally made him accept this fact.

Ye Lingfeng's careful liver, fluttering and jumping non-stop, can't be calm for a long time, the ground-level exercises, it's still top-grade, it's the treasure of the Zhenzong in the major holy places, and I don't know how many people have snatched their heads outside.

Who the hell is this old man? He actually threw the ground-level top-grade martial arts to him like garbage, this is too good.

He just said that he wanted one hundred and eighty heaven-level exercises and martial arts, but he just said it casually, and his real purpose was just to want some benefits.

Now it seems that this benefit is not ordinarily great. Looking at the martial arts in his hand, which were not very good-looking, Ye Lingfeng calmed down his excitement and put the martial arts into the space of the Purple Tower, and he still understood the truth that wealth was not exposed.

After several twists and turns, Ye Lingfeng finally returned to Ye's house, and then slowly breathed a sigh of relief.