Chapter 398 Muscular Man Xu Hanwen

The strange light in Yang Lin's eyes was even more intense.

He looked at Xu Xian in a daze, thinking that his sky eye still seemed to have to be upgraded.

In the past, it was enough in the martial arts world.

Now that we are in this world of gods, demons and monsters, the other party may have various means to harm themselves.

This is no joke.

Once you get the wrong information or cannot see the other person's true form, you will die if you are not careful.

He looked at Xu Xian and a plant grew in his heart.

What is blessing? This is blessing.

It’s about four or five years old. At such a young age, there are already immortals who want to make him become an immortal.

According to Xu Xian's recollection, the immortal looked handsome and played in the world. When he flew away, he seemed to be carrying a sword on his shoulders, which was quite similar to the legendary image of Lu Zu.

Just think he is right.

Did you let Lu Dongbin come to travel to save a child to become an immortal?

What's the origin?

His eyes were too hot.

Seeing Xu Xian shrank his head again and looked at Hu Ya as if he was asking for help.

This master looked majestic, ten times more majestic than the prefect whom he had secretly looked at him.

Moreover, I vaguely felt that this person had a strange sense of elegance and freedom from the world. Xu Xian didn't know what kind of temperament this was, but he just felt that he was a little similar to the immortal he had seen when he was a child.

Everything is good, but the eyes are a little scary.

That dumpling incident was Xu Xian's eternal pain. Sometimes, when he was dreaming at night, he would remember that if his family had more knowledge or insisted on himself, he would no longer look for the immortal who sold dumplings. Could the elixir be able to directly transform himself and become an immortal?

As soon as this kind of thought appears, Xu Xian will not allow himself to continue to imagine. He is afraid that he will regret it and seek death.

Grandpa, father, mother...

Thinking of them, Xu Xian felt a little cramped again.

Perhaps, it may be because the people in the market say that they are not in good fortune and will kill their relatives.

"Isn't it just a magic pill? If you don't have it, don't want it. One day, you will be able to train yourself and be in the immortal class. Then you won't tell people that you are a soft-hearted person. Don't worry, you have meat to eat with your master."

Yang Lin saw through what Xu Xian was thinking at first glance.

I also felt a little pity in my heart.

Comfort.

No matter what his previous life was, he was a poor scholar in this life. He still worked as a junior apprentice in the pharmacy if he couldn't study.

If he hadn't had White Snake, he might have been in a difficult life and would have no grades.

After getting to this point, what else can I say?

However, since he had knocked on the ground with one head, he called out to the master.

This is fate.

"There is a thing first. When you come to the prison martial arts school to learn martial arts, you have to tell your sister and brother-in-law that Shu You also wants it. No rules can make you square, do you understand?"

It is usually not cherished if you get it easily.

Therefore, tuition fees are unavoidable.

Yang Lin now figured out that another reason why his martial arts school is deserted is that the tuition fee is relatively expensive.

It is said that it is as famous as Aoki Sword Hall and Mingwang Hall, but it is because of gold on the face, and the tuition fee is equal.

Then again, if you really have the talent to learn martial arts and can afford the tuition, why don’t you go to the Qingmu Sword Hall or Mingwang Hall, but you just want to come to the Prison Martial Arts Hall with only one female apprentice?

Is this female apprentice good-looking?

Or is it that he, the master, can brag?

"The disciple understands."

Xu Xian happily agreed and ran back.

Now, the bruises on the face were glowing.

Seeing him like this, Yang Lin guessed that this guy might cry to his sister when he went back.

Anyway, according to what the story says, Xu Jiaorong is a demon who supports his brother.

What did this younger brother say? Although her mouth is as merciless as a knife, her heart is as soft as tofu.

Even if I can't do it myself, I will keep nagging Li Gongfu and I have to do it for her.

...

At night, Xu Xian ran over again.

This time, in addition to the bruises on his face, there was another wound on his forehead that had just stopped bleeding.

It looks very miserable.

However, Xu Xian's expression was not as sad as last time he came, and there was a glorious glory of hope in his eyes.

When he walked to the door, he whispered to Hu Ya: "Senior Sister, I'm here to get the money. Master will teach me real skills. If I can't learn this time, I'll be dead."

Hu Ya put away the silver and smiled and said, "Listen to the outside, don't listen to those who are long-tongued, look at the senior sister..."

puff……

Hu Ya slapped it with her palm, and a flat bluestone sitting on the yard was slapped into stone powder by her big hand.

"Is this a real skill?"

"Calculate……"

Xu Xian swallowed heavily.

Looking at Hu Ya's arms that were thicker than her thighs, her eyes were straight.

"It's good to know. Master is very capable, but he is as humble as millet and doesn't care about the ordinary people. Well, I'll buy some braised food first. To celebrate your entry, you have to have a good meal. No, just drink a drink."

Poor Yang Xiaoman, who has been following his master, has not eaten meat for three months.

It’s so great to have some odd jobs, but eating coarse grains is great.

There is no way, she eats too much and is always hungry.

Yang Lin sat in the room, and the two people at the gate of the courtyard were talking and couldn't help but feel a little funny.

‘Huya, this foodie.’

People say that they are half-baby, but I am poor.

The half-grown tiger girl is not a matter of being poor, she can eat up a martial arts hall.

Looking at the yard, there are no facilities and furniture, and they are so empty that they can run away. You know how much this girl can eat.

But it's normal.

If she hadn't had a good appetite, she would not have been able to practice the second-level dragon elephant power of the Shenxiang Prison Control Master.

Although this girl usually doesn't fight with anyone, Yang Lin knows that her strength is actually very strong.

You should know that the second-level strength is in the planes of The Legend of the Condor Heroes and the Tang Dynasty. A master of such a young age is still physically oriented. It is conceivable how difficult it is to fight.

This girl doesn't know how strong she is.

She just felt that she had been particularly strong since she was a child and often envied the advanced martial arts she learned in other martial arts schools.

Of course, this is also because the original body does not have particularly powerful skills, only a set of sword techniques that Shenxiang Prison-Suppressing Technique has come with. He did not understand it very deeply, but he just learned some basic skills. The teaching level can be imagined, how bad it is.

The master is at this level. Even if the apprentice has a higher level, the sword skills he has learned are just the same.

"Why, this martial arts hall has not gone bankrupt?"

"Maybe there is some secret."

Yang Lin guessed in his heart that it might be related to the body's background.

However, it was all the dusty past events, and the memory was not too real, and he didn't think much about it.

Just looked at Xu Xian seriously.

"You mean, you secretly took a brick at the door of your house, knocked on your head, and went to see your sister with blood?"

"Yes, but unfortunately I took the photo too lightly and didn't have much blood flow. My sister didn't feel happy when she took the money."

Xu Xian said proudly.

He felt that the plan he had come up with was quite good.

"You are cruel."
To be continued...