"Dangerous?"

"Lao Yu originally accepted you as a closed disciple, just hoping that you would perform poorly, so that Lao Xian would be disappointed in Lao Yu's ability and no longer mention the matter of accepting apprentices. But you're a blockbuster today········ Alas, I'm afraid that the old decay will not be able to escape next year's apprenticeship ceremony. Elder Wind Path shook his head, pulled his cold arm and walked forward.

Han Liang didn't dare to make any extra movements, but his eyes were confused: "Master, you······· Did you get hurt in any way?"

"Hurt?" Feng Dao seemed to remember something, the drunken color on his face suddenly disappeared, and he lowered his voice, "Who are you?"

Han Liang's heart skipped a beat, and his heart cried out in disgust.

If you don't say anything, you have forgotten such an important point······· It seems that it can't be hidden.

Coldness shook his head, his obsidian-like eyes nailed to the wind duct.

The cold eyes were black and terrible, like an abyss of despair, as if they would fall into it if they stumbled.

Such eyes······· Feng Dao's expression gradually became serious. Such eyes seem to have been recorded in some kind of ancient book······ But I can't remember, it's not a good thing anyway.

"That's it, I should have thought of it a long time ago. How could a young apprentice have such a great ability to snatch the first place? Blame me for being old········" This sentence is to use divine consciousness to transmit the voice to Han Liang, and there is not much emotion in the tone.

"Since you know it well, senior, can I ask you to continue to be Situ Weichen's master?" Han Liang said in a respectful tone.

Feng Dao once again glanced at his cold eyes, bowed slightly, and shook his head again.

"Hey, I'm getting older, and my brain is not good. Whether you want to stay with me as an apprentice or not, it's up to you. Feng Dao's expression suddenly became a lot more decadent, "Don't make any more things that alarm the five major sects, the bones of the old decay can't withstand the toss." ”

Han Liang opened his mouth, but swallowed back the words that came to his lips.

Think about it too. I made it so prominent, it seems that this time the Scorpion King Sect is going to suffer. I don't know what method the Nine Emperors will come up with to rectify themselves.

I was really anxious at the time······ I finally escaped to the outside world, and what if I accidentally got killed again?

"Master, this is something I caused myself, and I will do my best to bear the basket I poked. Han Liang looked at Feng Dao's depressed expression and said.

"You?" Feng Dao glanced at the cold with a hint of sarcasm, and then sighed, "Although you stand out from the crowd among these disciples, how many times stronger can you be than ants for the threats you have to face?

When I first arrived, I really didn't understand it. Listening to the wind Dao's tone seemed to be very serious, could it be that there was someone other than the Nine Emperors who would target the Scorpion King Sect so deliberately?

Feng Dao looked thoughtful when he saw the coldness, and the white whiskers at the corners of his mouth moved, but he never made a sound. With just a wave of the wide sleeves, the ship rose into the wind.

After all, he is just a kid who has not grown all his hair, how much hope can he pin on him? Moreover, he has just taken advantage of his inattention and used his spiritual sense to peek into the root of the coldness, and he is even more disappointed. is so ordinary that it can't be more ordinary, and even Situ Weichen can't compare.

It seems that there is really no hope.

Seeing a faint helplessness in the flat eyes of the wind channel, Han Liang immediately understood. It seems that he has some personal grudges, right? Not only personal grudges, but also himself.

For the first time, Han Liang felt that he might be worried about Lord Yama. Luck is really not an ordinary back.

Han Liang sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes. The battle with Luo Xiu has already made him close to being a waster, and according to common sense, it is a miracle that he can still stand next to him and pretend to be okay just now.

Feng Dao glanced at Han Liang coldly, with a hint of disdain in his eyes, and poured a sip of turbid wine. Participating in this kind of competition can make such a serious injury, tsk········

He didn't know that it was Luo Xiu, who was the second on the God List, who was fighting against his apprentice, otherwise he would have wondered how Han Liang could still be alive now.

When I came to the sect======= I was =========== dividing line

As soon as Han Liang stepped into the sect enchantment, he was attacked by countless eyes.

"Eh! look, look, look! That is Situ Weichen who defeated Senior Brother Luo Xiu. He's pretty handsome, but I've never heard of him. ”

"Senior Brother Luo Xiu must have been yin by this guy, otherwise he wouldn't have been ·········"

"If you want me to see, Luo Xiu is not necessarily invincible, after all, the strong have their own strong players. ”

"But this Situ Weichen ······ Does it count?"

Thinking of this, Han Liang couldn't help but curse a few words in his heart. What's the use of just having a backstage, don't you guys cultivate, so you have to establish a little prestige among the masses of people on this side?

I also blame myself for being too anxious, why do you suddenly shine. Now it's all right, isn't it?, Han Liang sweated for his recklessness.

Feng Dao patted the cold shoulder, grabbed him and walked towards the pagoda building in the distance.

"Master, where are we going?" the cold did not know why, but his feet involuntarily followed the wind channel.

"Go to the Nine Candles Pavilion and heal you. Feng Dao looked at the Nine Candle Pavilion, and his cloudy eyes were filled with some indescribable emotions.

The architecture of the Nine Candle Pavilion is very peculiar, with a dragon-shaped wood carving surrounding the pagoda, and nine blue and purple candles glowing red on the dragon's back.

There was no dragon's eye on the huge dragon's head, and the two abrupt black holes were incompatible with the glittering golden sculpture.

Feng Dao noticed that Han Liang's gaze had stayed on the wooden dragon for a long time, and after taking a sip of wine, he said: "The dragon's eye is real, the sect master accidentally injured the beloved son of the sect master of the Canglong sect in the hundred-year melee of the nine major sects, and killed the red-eyed sect master to rip out his dragon eye. This is also one of the reasons why our Scorpion King Sect and Canglong Sect are still fighting openly and secretly. “

One. Han Liang silently remembered. No wonder the Scorpion King Sect was suppressed everywhere.

"Also, because of this reason, many big families and royal families don't want to offend the Canglong Sect, so they cut off contact with our Scorpion King Sect, so now our Scorpion King Sect is completely self-reliant. Here, whether it is for medical treatment, dormitory, or practice pavilion to borrow·········· It's all at your own expense. At this point, the footsteps of the air duct suddenly stopped moving, and he sighed deeply.

He witnessed the glory and fall of the Scorpion King Sect here, and now when he mentions that year, he is still full of emotion.

Han Liang instantly understood, and his little face was calm but could not hide the disbelief in his eyes: "Master, what do you mean is that helping me treat my wounds is my reward?!"

Feng Dao looked at him deeply.

Is it so slammy?!