In order to save Lao Chenpi, Fuhao Pan and Leng Yue both suffered frostbite.
However, Lao Chenpi's disciples were not so lucky.
The two most proud disciples were both killed in battle.
These two disciples have been with Lao Chenpi for many years, and they are the perfect choices for future national scholars.
Now Lao Chenpi is just a polished commander.
To train a disciple, especially an unparalleled national scholar like Lao Chen Pi, is to put too much effort into the disciple and train him as his successor. ..
The sacrifice of the two disciples had a particularly heavy impact on Lao Chenpi.
From now on, the lineage of Lao Chenpi may be cut off.
"You saved me. The grudges have been cleared. Both sides have to shoulder the responsibility!"
Looking at the weathered face of Lao Chenpi, I remembered the past with him again: "If you want to catch me as a flower girl, I will remember it for you."
Old Chen Pi sneered, his haggard face showing a hint of loneliness and emotion: "I will never be able to catch you again in this life."
I couldn't help but sneered: "Are you quite sorry?"
Old Chen Pi showed his signature eye roll again: "I'm going to arrest you now. You brat. No big or small."
As he spoke, Lao Chenpi suddenly held my hand and spoke tremblingly: "I am not as good as your master, and my disciple is not as good as you."
"Mr. Chen's words are wrong."
Suddenly, there was another wheelchair next to me.
Xia Binghai reached out and held Old Chen Pi's hand: "I, Xia Ding, am really not as good as Mr. Chen. I am not a disciple that I can teach."
Old Chen Pipi responded with a smile: "Mr. Xia, there is no need to be humble. There are not many who can beat your disciples."
"There is one more battle left. I hope Mr. Xia will go all out and let me, an old guy, die with no regrets."
"Old Chen's words are strong."
Xia Binghai lowered his head and nodded, holding Old Chen Pi's hands tightly. He was humble and humble, and kept flattering Old Chen Pi.
Under normal circumstances, anyone who flatters Xia Binghai is digging a trap for the other party, hoping to kill the other party.
The general counsel's secret war is still fierce.
Xia Binghai's appearance did not cause much splash.
Except for Te Laoyi and Tang Anjun who took the initiative to meet Xia Binghai, no one else, including Yao Enyu, made any move.
After the Olympics, the general counsel will be announced. The current war has entered a white-hot stage.
In this extraordinary period, no one dares to choose sides easily.
Every move made by anyone will bring unpredictable serious consequences.
Anytime and anywhere is a battlefield for the general counsel, and this leaky teahouse is no exception.
Tang Anjun is my advantageous senior brother, so it is natural for him to take advantage of me.
Te Laoyi took the initiative to greet Xia Binghai because he recognized me as his only close friend who had changed heads.
Others did not come, indicating their neutral attitude.
The person pushing Xia Binghai was a frosty girl who was as graceful as a dragon. Even from a distance, one could clearly feel the cold air emanating from her body that could repel people thousands of miles away.
This arrogant ice beauty is clearly the fool Yun Shiyi who wants to beat her up every time he sees her.
"The Bronze Lion."
"Shut up!"
"The Bronze Lion..."
"Shut up!"
"If you tell me to shut up again, I will marry you."
Against the wall, Yun Shiyi stood next to me, making sign language fiercely, with an unstoppable smile on his extremely cold and frosty face.
It's hard to imagine that Yun Shiyi would have two completely different faces in front of outsiders and fellow students.
Multiple personalities!
I glanced at her indifferently: "If you fart, let it go."
The next second, Yun Shiyi took out an object like a magic trick, and the hand hidden behind his back handed it to me while avoiding everyone's sight.
It feels cold when you start it, and the object is extremely hard, sharp-edged, and heavy.
It should be a piece of sky iron or a meteorite.
"Guess
What is it? There are prizes for correct answers. "
When I didn't respond, Yun Shiyi leaned to the right and said, "Shambala."
Suddenly I shook hard and the object fell to the ground.
Immediately, I hooked the back of my right foot to block the object, and stepped on it with my foot again.
What the hell!
This Cloud Eleven really can't be kept.
Give me a king-level scare when you meet me. .
What a fool, you dare to take out the things from Shambala Cave! ! !
That is a scientific research project that will never be declassified!
Do a great job!
This is to feed the pigs that will never be decrypted!
How did this idiot come out?
There are dozens of levels inside and outside the cave!
Do all the guards have a fucking job?
Xia Binghai, this old fool, just doesn't care?
You killed me!
If discovered by the research team, he would be shot and killed.
The nine tribes all deserved to be killed!
How the hell did I meet her?
What a sin!
My temples were pounding, my eyes were bloodshot again, and the breath I exhaled was both cold and firey.
Resisting the urge to strangle Yun Shiyi, he silently observed his surroundings and quickly adjusted his position.
Now that the object has my fingerprints on it, the redemption must be completed as quickly as possible.
"Bronze Lion. What are you doing?"
"Stand here. Cover me. I'll pick up the stuff."
"Stop picking it up. I have another piece here."
"for you!"
boom!
Five thunders struck the top, thunder rolled from the sky!
My body was stiff, my clothes moved without any wind, and my eyelids twitched fiercely.
"piss off!"
The next second, as an outsider entered, I quickly bent down and reached out to grab the object between my feet...
Stand up, make fists...
Just a second before I put the object into my pants bag...
"Tongshi!"
In the dusk, a soft, mellow mezzo-soprano voice came to my ears: "Why are you here?"
Looking up, a beautiful face that is so dignified, luxurious, and breathtakingly beautiful fell into view.
"Mr. Zhuang! We meet again!"
I calmly held the object and nodded to Zhuang Chihua.
I haven't seen Zhuang Chihua for a long time, and the empress has gained a bit more grace and grace.
The face as soft as mutton-fat jade shone with the bright and flawless moonlight. The plump sandalwood mouth is like a red cherry in April, delicate and charming.
