Chapter 641: Missing (One Shift)

PS: I'm going to add more today, and when I chatted yesterday, some alliance leaders said that they didn't see enough, and they wanted to add more, and the monthly pass rose so much, and I had to repay everyone.

A moment later, the blue-shirted young man limped back into the hall, clenching his fists with a wry smile.

Zhuge Feng glared at his leg and said coldly, "What's the matter?"

The blue-shirted young man said helplessly: "Mountain master, it's nothing, I accidentally fell." ”

"Xiao Tang, can you endure more and more of it, and you can still break yourself like this, your martial arts have been practiced in vain?" Zhuge Feng shouted: "Don't tell the truth yet!"

Xiao Tang, a young man in a blue shirt, shook his head and said, "Mountain Lord, I really fell." ”

Murong Chun took a step forward and said with a smile: "Xiao Tang, you can't fool a three-year-old child, what can't you say frankly, and you have to hide it?"

"Elder Murong has misunderstood!" Xiao Tang was startled, hurriedly looked up at Zhuge Feng, blushed and whispered, "My brain is spinning slowly." ”

Murong Chun said: "Then let's say, what's going on?"

"Yes...... It's the young master. Xiaokang said in a low voice, and hurriedly lowered his head after speaking.

Zhuge Feng took a deep breath: "Did that kid beat you?"

Xiao Tang said helplessly: "I will repeat the words of the mountain master, and the young master will say that if you want to break his dog's leg, he will break my dog's leg first." ”

"Then you just obediently let him beat?" Zhuge Feng said angrily: "You can't beat a single waste?"

Xiaokang smiled bitterly: "Mountain Lord, the young master's martial arts are very powerful, and he is extremely fast, I didn't have time to dodge at all, and I couldn't escape." ”

He knew that as soon as he said those words, the young master would definitely go crazy and hit himself, but he was very sure in his heart, as long as he ran away when he saw that the situation was not good.

As a result, as soon as his voice fell, his right leg was in a violent pain, and he was kicked hard and almost broken.

He didn't see how the young master made his move, let alone react and dodge.

Zhuge Feng glared at him: "You are also a waste!"

Xiao Tang lowered his head in shame.

Murong Chun said with a smile: "Mountain Lord, the young master is no longer the young master of the past, and the mountain master can't use the previous attitude towards the young master." ”

"Bullshit!" Zhuge Feng snorted: "The country is easy to change, I don't know what kind of character he is!?"

"The mountain lord knows too little about the young master. Murong Chun shook his head and said, "That's it, I'll go and persuade the young master." ”

"Okay, there you go. Zhuge Feng snorted: "Let's see if you can get him!"

"The Lord of the Mountains is waiting for my good news. Murong Chun clenched his fists and smiled.

Zhuge Feng waved his hand, tilted his head to the side and didn't look at him, disdainful.

When Murong Chun slowly came to Chu Li's courtyard, he saw Qiao San guarding the gate of the courtyard.

Seeing Murong Chun coming, Qiao San took a step forward to block the way, looking at him in embarrassment.

Murong Chun frowned and lowered his face: "Qiao San, you are also an old man, the young master is young and vigorous, and you are also young and ignorant? I don't know how to persuade the young master? What kind of anger do you have at this juncture?"

Qiao San smiled bitterly and said, "Elder Murong, how can I not persuade him, but my old Qiao's ability, Elder Murong also knows, the young master doesn't listen to me at all." ”

"It's really useless, I'll come!" Murong Chun waved his hand and motioned for him to get out of the way.

Qiao San stood still, shook his head and said with a wry smile: "The young master ordered that he should retreat and practice, and no one will see anyone when they come." ”

"You-!" Murong Chun snorted with a calm face, "You want to block me?"

"Elder Murong, if I don't stand in your way, I'm afraid that my leg will be broken as well. Qiao San smiled bitterly: "Don't embarrass my old Joe, if the young master is gone, he won't see it, let's talk about it another day." ”

"The mountain lord is losing his temper, and if he doesn't see it now, the two of them will make a bigger fuss!" Murong Chun snorted.

Qiao San said: "You also know the temper of the young master, and the nine cows can't be pulled back, since he can't say it, let's wait." ”

"The temper of the mountain lord is the same!" Murong Chun said angrily: "Father and son are enemies, it's really ......"

Qiao San shook his head and said, "I can't let Elder Murong in anyway!"

Murong Chun glared at him and snorted, "It seems that I can only do it!"

Qiao San nodded hurriedly and smiled: "Elder Murong, if you defeat me, I have nothing to say." ”

He wished that he was like this, his skills were not as good as others, and the young master couldn't complain about himself.

Murong Chun snorted but was not fooled, once he made a move, the young master's anger surged into him.

"Young Master!" Murong Chun suddenly said loudly: "Young Master, I am Murong Chun!"

Chu Li's lazy voice came: "Qiao San, let Elder Murong come in!"

"Okay!" Qiao San said busily.

He let go of his figure, smiled, and bowed solemnly: "Elder Murong, please-!"

Murong Chun ignored him, pushed open the courtyard door and walked to Chu Li.

Chu Li was lying in the chair and waving his hand, which was regarded as a greeting.

Murong Chun hugged his fists and said, "Young master, the mountain lord is calling, why don't you go over?"

Chu Li said lazily: "I don't want to see his face!"

"Young master!" Murong Chun hurriedly said, "Don't do this!"

Chu Li smiled: "Why not? I just allow him to give me a look, and I can't return the color?"

"The mountain lord is ...... after all," Murong Chun said.

Chu Li snorted: "You want to say that he is the father after all, and I am the son after all, right?"

Murong Chun nodded.

Chu Li said: "Does he look like a father? He doesn't look like a father, why should I be like a son? Elder Murong, you don't have to persuade me, I won't go over, I don't want to see his old face!"

"The mountain lord is not old, is he?" Murong Chun said.

Chu Li snorted: "Old and immortal...... Go back and tell him to get out of here!"

Murong Chun looked at him helplessly.

Chu Li all this is in accordance with Zhuge Tian's character, obeying his inner feelings, if he really wants to change to Zhuge Tian, he doesn't dare to be so presumptuous, seeing Zhuge Feng is like a mouse seeing a cat.

He has now become Zhuge Tian, but he wants to go with his heart, and his martial arts have increased greatly, and it is common sense to have these presumptuous actions.

Murong Chun looked at him with a headache, the relationship between their father and son was bad, but he didn't expect it to be so bad.

In this way, it is more difficult to make the young master become the mountain master, and the mountain master may not really agree, and he will not be partial because they are father and son.

"Young Master, don't you want to be the Mountain Master anymore?" Murong Chun sighed.

Chu Li said lightly: "What's the difference between doing and not doing? Anyway, no one dares to mess with me, and it's more comfortable not to be the master of the mountain!"

"How can a big husband have no power for a day?" Murong Chun said.

"I have the right to have a fart to kill, with a sword. Chu Li said disdainfully: "Elder Murong, you don't have to say more, I won't change my mind, and I will never meet him!"

"Alas......" Murong Chun shook his head helplessly: "This is the best opportunity, the mountain master is actually very happy to hear that your martial arts have advanced." ”

"Will he be happy?" Chu Li sneered, "But what does it matter to me whether he is happy or not?" Elder Murong, don't send it!"

Murong Chun saw him like this, knowing that it was useless to persuade him, he couldn't listen to him at all, and he was worthy of being a father and son with the mountain master, and his stinky temper was the same.

He could only clench his fists and leave. (To be continued.) )