Chapter 497 Brother-in-Law?

This sentence immediately made Drunken Hou burst into laughter.

He was a little worried when he discovered that his obedient disciple had set up a phantom killing array. After a closer look, he found that he was fighting with the juniors of his sect, so he did not disturb the little guys from killing, and sat outside the array. Drinking and watching the fun.

When the young samurai saw the drunken Hou, he was surprised at first, but when he heard Qixun calling him master, he stayed there completely.

No, when did Uncle Xiao have an apprentice?

He said that the kid's sword skills gave him a sense of familiarity.

It's a pity that the kid came and went, but it was always the same knife. The two of them fought fiercely, and he couldn't let him think too much, so he never paid attention to it.

Who would have thought that this young boy was actually a disciple of Master Yidaohou's uncle.

No wonder he would say that for the sake of the sect, he would spare their lives.

At this time, the young samurai felt a little pity for his four senior brothers and sisters, and at the same time, he also felt a little pity for himself.

They wanted to rob, but failed and called for someone to kill him. Not only did the person who robbed him be a disciple of the same master's uncle, they had to call everyone "junior uncle" honestly because of their seniority.

So fucking fucked!

The young samurai stayed there, not knowing what to do for a moment.

After a long silence, he stepped forward and bowed his hands in greeting: "Yu Liuchuan, a disciple of Lord Jade of Jianfeng, has met his great-uncle, the Yida Master."

The drunken Hou was in a very good mood. He was so proud of his good disciple that he was so powerful.

Seeing the little guy in the door coming to greet him, he didn't blame him, but said with a smile: "So you are Xiao Yuzi's disciple? I am in the door, but I heard him mention you a few times, saying that you are a swordsman genius that is rare to see in a century. Well, still good."

When Yu Liuchuan heard him call his master Xiao Yuzi, the corners of his eyes couldn't help but twitch, and he felt very helpless.

His master is much older than this one.

But there is no way, his master is in the early stage of martial arts, and he can't beat this one. Moreover, this person in the sect is indeed one generation older than his master.

But when I thought about the rumors about this great uncle, and what the young boy said before, that he had to support a poor master and had to save money, he smiled without realizing it, but he didn't dare to show it on his face, and said honestly: "Thank you for the compliment, uncle. I had some misunderstandings with my uncle because of our greed. I asked uncle to punish me."

The drunken Hou waved his hands and said cheerfully: "Haha, since your junior uncle took it out on you, as a master, I will not bother you anymore. However, how did you guys fight? I don't know. If you want to hear it, come on, Xiaochuanzi, talk to me."

He had no intention of asking his good disciple, because this little guy didn't tell the truth. If you really listen to what she said, you still don’t know how far it is from the truth.

Anyway, his good disciple didn't suffer any loss, so he just enjoyed it. I'm afraid this little guy from Jianfeng wouldn't dare not tell the truth.

Ogawako and so on, Tamalukawa's eyes twitched hard again, and he told the story honestly.

The drunken Hou snorted: "That cabin is something that my good disciples use to honor me, but you dare to even think about it. It's really unreasonable!"

How has that old bastard in charge managed the sect? The behavior of his disciples is getting more and more looked down upon. Monks cultivate their minds. How can such a mind go far on the path of spiritual practice? Today is the day you meet my obedient disciple with a kind heart, otherwise, you would have perished by now. "

After speaking, he looked at Qixun: "Girl, how do you want to deal with this matter? I will make the decision for you."

Girl? Yu Liuchuan raised his head in surprise and glanced at Qixun.

I really can't tell how this guy looks like a girl.

Qixun smiled and said: "I have already punished them. Look at the miserable ones lying on the ground. That's it. Master, it's already dawn, what do you want for breakfast?"

When Drunk Hou heard this, he immediately became energetic: "Master, I went to hunt some fourth-level wind dogs for you. Let's have another hot pot? This time there is more meat, so there is no need to snatch it."

"Eating hot pot in the morning is not conducive to health." Qixun wanted to refuse, but when he saw his master's greedy look, his heart softened, "But it's okay to have a meal once in a while, so let's have hot pot. .”

After saying that, Qixun took out the ingredients to process. The drunken Hou took out the sofa, hugged Babai, and lay on it. He leisurely watched his obedient disciple working, took a sip of wine, and found that Yu Liuchuan was still standing there in a daze. I couldn't help but glare at him: "Why don't you go over and help? Do you want to eat ready-made?"

Yu Liuchuan finally came to his senses, hurriedly ran to Qi Xun, and whispered: "Little brother...little uncle, is there anything I can do?"

Qixun pointed at the ingredients: "Wash them clean, then put what I cut on a plate and set aside."

After saying that, she called to her master: "Master, where is the Liufeng Dog's meat? You should slice it first! There are also more slices of unicorn beef."

The beef horn meat is really delicious when used for shabu-shabu.

She had been fighting all night, but her energy was exhausted, so she needed to make up for it.

It's a pity that the second brother is not here, otherwise, how beautiful it would be to make some peeing beef balls!

Another day to miss my second brother!

Seeing Qixun's sudden melancholy expression, Yu Liuchuan asked in a low voice: "Little... uncle, what's wrong?"

Qixun shook his head.

Yu Liuchuan endured it, but still couldn't hold it back: "Little uncle, are you really... from a girl's family?"

Qi Xun was puzzled: "What's wrong with me that I don't look like a girl?"

"It doesn't look like anything at all."

Qixun gritted her teeth. She was dressed in a more neutral way, and she didn't deliberately dress up as a man.

She is obviously as beautiful as a flower!

Seeing that Qixun ignored him, Yu Liuchuan asked again: "When did you become the disciple of my uncle, the Yidao master? I have never heard of it in the sect."

The existence of Master Shuzu is a legend of the sect. At this time, he is actually obedient and obedient. To be honest, it still ruins the three views of Yuliuchuan.

Qixun's men kept busy, and while they were busy working, they replied: "It will only take two days."

Tamalukawa: "...You're so strong in just two days?"

Qixun hummed: "I'm already strong, but I've only become stronger in the past two days."

Why is this young man so fat? He used to look like a cold-faced swordsman, but now he is quite talkative.

When Yu Liuchuan met a narcissistic person, he didn't know how to answer the question. However, if it weren't for her extraordinary talent, Master Yidao Hou's uncle would not have accepted her as his apprentice.

However, they had only been master and apprentice for a few days, and this brother-in-law dared to assign his master and uncle to work. Yu Liuchuan felt that this was a gain in knowledge.

However, he didn't dare say anything about it.

The master-disciple relationship is profound at first sight.

Yu Liuchuan once again glanced sympathetically at the four fellow brothers and sisters lying unconscious on the ground.

It wasn't that he didn't want to arrange a comfortable place for the four of them to sleep, and then treat their injuries. The problem is, he was the only one who had the idea. Before he could take action, he was glared at by his uncle. How could he dare to go there again?

I don’t know what punishment these guys will receive after they wake up.

The reason why his uncle could spare him was because he had no hostility toward him.

But those four will probably not be lenient.

Having said that, during the time when they met in the refining realm, he could not understand the behavior of these people. It was not that he had not tried to persuade them, but these people were also direct disciples of the main peaks, and two of them were better than him in cultivation. Gao, how could he really listen to him?

Seeing that his persuasion was useless, he was too lazy to say anything more. He originally thought that he would find an opportunity and leave on his own.

Unexpectedly, he encountered a powerful enemy and was robbed of the spiritual plants he had picked. In the process of chasing the opponent, he met the apprentice of his great uncle.

Tsk, these people should learn a lesson.

I am a dead Taoist but not a poor Taoist. Thinking that I can still have a meal at the master's uncle's place and eat at the same table with the legendary master's uncle, Yuliuchuan feels a strange sense of happiness and satisfaction.