Chapter 457: Unexpected Recruitment of a Disciple

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The sound of trivial brushing sounded intermittently.

In the boy's hand, he held a delicate brush, with each bristle being the same length.

Dip it into the warm brown liquid and lightly brush it on Qianli Xue's body.

The messy movements showed that his mind was not on this matter.

My eyes were empty, not knowing what I was thinking.

When his thoughts were racing.

A figure slowly entered the stable and came to his side quietly.

Stopped and looked at it for a while.

Suddenly he said: "Damn slave..."

shock!

Snap!

The brush in the boy's hand was not steady for a moment and fell into the barrel at his feet.

The steaming medicinal liquid in the barrel splashed everywhere in an instant.

Qianli Xue was splashed with a lot of medicinal liquid.

Perhaps it was the burst of heat that shocked Qian Lixue who was enjoying the service.

It raised its head high, trying to neigh loudly.

Seeing this situation, the young man suddenly became anxious.

He put his arms around Qianli Xue's thick neck and tried to press down its head.

The second young lady’s Qianli Xue is the second most respected being in this courtyard, second only to the second young lady herself.

I had just been reprimanded by my supervisor.

If he were to discover him, he would probably die today.

The young man's reaction was fast enough, but someone's reaction was faster than him.

The man standing far away suddenly waved his left hand.

Qian Lixue, who was struggling and about to scream, seemed to have suffered a heavy blow.

After a muffled thud.

The snow-white horse's body trembled as if it had been electrocuted.

The four hooves gradually became limp, and he slowly knelt on the ground.

The young man's hands were still holding Qian Lixue, and then he fell down in embarrassment.

It took a while to react.

Quickly check Qianli Xue's status.

It was seen that his breathing was steady and he just fell into coma.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief, stood up quickly, and looked at the figure not far away with angry flames in his eyes.

"Who are you!"

"Who asked you to come in here!"

"How dare you attack the second lady's Qianli Xue, be careful not to die without a burial place!"

The person in front of him was wearing a light green Taoist robe and looked like an outsider.

But he wore a funny grimace mask on his face.

This mask is rough in workmanship, half-crying, half-laughing, with a childish charm.

The young man frowned.

He suddenly remembered that the man's words that shocked him just now also meant 'damn slave'.

Could this person be a member of the Fang family?

After looking carefully for a moment, the young man said in a deep voice: "It seems that I have never seen you in the second young lady's courtyard..."

"Who the hell are you?!"

"Haha, it doesn't matter who I am." Lin Luo replied with a smile.

The eyes from under the mask stared at the young man in front of him.

He restrained his breath, just like an ordinary mortal.

Stepping forward: "What matters is who you are prepared to treat me as."

Hearing this, the young man was slightly shocked.

This sentence sounds a little inappropriate, but if you think about it carefully, you don't know what is wrong.

His expression became increasingly alert: "What do you mean?"

Lin Luo stretched out his hand and pointed in the distance, in the direction where the middle-aged man left.

Asked: "Don't you want to take revenge on the person who insulted you just now?"

"Damn slave...tsk!"

"Or do you agree with this title yourself?"

I heard these instructive words.

The young man's pupils trembled slightly, and he squinted his eyes to hide his inner emotions, but his heartbeat began to accelerate.

He still replied: "I don't understand what you are talking about."

"I am a slave of the Fang family, so naturally I must be loyal to the family."

"Although the supervisor's words may sound unpleasant, I know in my heart that he is doing it for my own good..."

"Is it because I want you to die?" Lin Luo joked.

It was easy to see that the young man in front of him meant what he said.

So Lin Luo didn't lose his patience.

On the contrary, his cautious attitude happens to be one of the keys to success, just like the protagonist.

"Do you think I was sent by the Fang family to test your sincerity?"

He smiled disdainfully and said: "Before you think like this, ask yourself first, what qualifications do you have that are worthy of being tested by the Fang family?"

"Are you worthy?"

With these two words, the young man's calm expression immediately turned serious.

There is also a hint of shame in the seriousness.

Ask yourself, he is just a slave, and he is really not qualified to be tested by the Fang family.

I was just about to say a few words of rebuttal.

But when he saw the masked man, a powerful aura suddenly emerged from his body.

The young man was obviously stunned for a moment, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

He is... a practitioner? !

"I only give you one chance."

"One thought will make you a god, one thought will cause you to fall into reincarnation forever. It's up to you to make the choice."

"Do you want to take control of your own destiny?"

Mainly because it was dark and Lin Luo didn't know when the sun would set.

Once the birthday party begins, you may miss meeting Fang Qingxue.

Although this matter is not that urgent.

But the sooner the better.

He immediately issued an ultimatum to the young man.

After the words fell, the young man's eyes sparkled, but he did not agree immediately.

Instead, he stood there and meditated.

First of all, based on this person's weird attire, he was sure that he had never seen this person in the courtyard.

Either he is an outsider, or he comes from another compound of the Fang family.

Wherever the person came from, it no longer mattered.

Even if he is a member of the Fang family, he comes across the courtyard just to test his loyalty?

Why bother?

As he said... is he worthy?

On the contrary, if what he said was true...

The boy didn't dare to think about it anymore, fearing that the other party would be impatient and he would miss the great opportunity.

Who would be willing to be a horse slave without dignity in the Fang family when he could rise to become a real dragon?

"I want to!" He nodded fiercely, his eyes firm.

"I want to control my destiny with my own hands!"

A strong shout sounded.

Then.

With a plop.

The boy knelt on the ground, which even Lin Luo did not expect.

He shouted loudly: "Master, please have mercy on me, please accept my sincere kowtow!"

As he said that, he propped himself up with both hands.

Even his abdomen was close to the ground, which could be said to be a true prostration, and then he raised his head.

Dong Dong Dong!

He kowtowed three times in a row, each time sincerely.

The whole set of movements, and it was repeated twice.

Only after completing the complete ceremony of "three bows and nine kowtows" did the boy stand up.

There was a faint scarlet bloodstain on his forehead.

Lin Luo: ...

Speechless.

Originally, I just wanted to give him some opportunities, so that he could get a little bit of a start on the road of cultivation.

In a moment of carelessness, he actually accepted a disciple?

Of course, Lin Luo was fully capable of asking him to stop while he was kneeling.

But this three bows and nine kowtows was really satisfying.

After thinking about it, he did not stop it.

Although in the world of immortality, because of the suppression of ‘Fang Han’, other males are destined not to be the protagonist.

But if necessary, he can take people back to the world of Covering the Sky.

Anyway, it’s cultivation everywhere, just be at peace with your conscience.

"Okay... okay!" Lin Luo sighed in his heart.

But a bright smile appeared on his face.

It’s the first time in such a long time that he has accepted a disciple seriously.

The satisfaction is beyond words.

For the boy, the original training plan was naturally abandoned and quickly re-formulated by Lilith.

After all, he is my eldest disciple, and we can't let him be too mediocre.