He could not bear the cheeks.

He still underestimated the thickness of the Malay face, originally thought to be a wall, but finally found that it was a wall of the wall.

At this time, he wanted to ask: Ma, what is your luck?As the father of the horse, do you want to be a little face?

"Mr. Ma, your bones are amazing, you can see it."

Yan Qingzhang couldn't help but make fun of it, and said, "As for whether it is any martial arts in the legend, I don't know."

"I think I am."

The horse was serious, looking at his own hands.

Yan Qingyong saw that Malay was so serious, and the whole person was full of confidence and could not help but be surprised.At first, he thought it was just Malays with thick skin, but now...

It doesn’t seem like a thick-skinned issue.

It’s the horse from the bottom of my heart, I think so.

No matter what others say or how to see it, he believes and believes that he is practicing wuqi, and is not influenced by the world, and has a strong idea.

“Maybe.”

He hesitated, not wanting to fight the horse.

Moreover, as the oldest of all the people in Malaysia, there should be something unique about him...

Is it really a wuqi wuqi?

At this time, Yan Qinghe looked up again and found that the horse's body seemed to be condensed with a strong will, and there was a hidden warrior's avionic field.

The warrior's will?

The sky was a little surprised.

“Mr. Yan, don’t you really think about it?”

When the Malays relaxed, the condensed warrior's will disappeared, and he asked with a smile, "Let me be your mountain disciple, how about it?"I promise not to embarrass Master, and I will carry this door forward and be famous in the world."

Yan Qinghe almost wanted to roll his eyes and open his mountain disciples?

Do you know what this means, this mountaineer?His position, equivalent to the eldest son of the family, the prince of the royal family, will be succeeded in the future.

Now what can he teach?

“There is no need to say more about the receipt.”

Yan Qingkang shook his head, saw that Malay was very lost, and thought about it, "But if you really want to make a difference in martial arts, seriously think about their names."

The Malays heard the words, immediately looked at the "happy eyebrows" and "grains are hard", and then looked up and doubted to look at Yan Qingyian.

"Tonight, practice one night."The glare.

“Training overnight?”

The Malay fox questioned, but when he saw that Yan Qingyian no longer said anything, he had to seriously think about it and secretly said: Sure enough, this grain is not easy...

Grains are hard, grains are hard...

The Malay seemed to understand something, so he was tasting it in detail and seriously.

When he finished eating, he found that in the dark belly, there was a point of light, very much like a grain of rice, which surprised him a little.

“Mr. Yan, is that it?”

After the Malays felt it in detail, they were somewhat surprised and did not affirm: “The internal force?”

Yan Qingkang was a little surprised, and could not think of himself saying more than one word, Ma Lai immediately realized it, saying, "You can't do it when it is internal strength."

“Is that all possible?”The horse was surprised.

After he finished eating, the dead skin's face pulled Yan Qinghe to talk about it, and then he would definitely pay the account to leave.

And when he went down the steps, Yan Qingkang suddenly came out and said, "Mr. Ma, a real warrior, there should be a strong will of the warrior, as well as the spirit of the weapon."

“The will of the warrior?The spirit of the weapon?”

The Malay immediately stopped and turned around and asked respectfully, “Mr. Yan, can you elaborate?”

"You need to understand yourself."

He did not understand, but he thought that the real warrior should be so.

Maybe I can help the horse, so let me remind you.

“Mr. Yan, don’t you really think about it?”Malay couldn't help but ask again, and wanted to learn that hand-empty thing, making his heart itchy.

Yan Qingkang saw that Malay was not dead, and suddenly he was speechless, and said, "Look at the opportunity."

“Look at me.”The Malays heard a happy speech, thinking that Yan Qinghe was testing him, and did not know that it was a euphemistic refusal.

This opportunity is not the fate, is not the end of the yan Qingqian?

When he stepped back on the steps, the Everbow Inn had disappeared.

At this time, the first thing he did was to open the Changsheng Inn and modify his business card.

"I'm back."

[Opening Mountain Disciple] Malaya, said, "The grains are hard and extraordinary, very not simple."

In the group, there was a white fool and other people who did not chat with each other, and immediately found that Malay had modified his business card, and after seeing this "big disciple in the mountains", they were somewhat curious.

“Mr. Ma, who do you worship as a teacher?”The fool asked curiously.

“Mr. Ma, are you a mountain-opening disciple of the gate school?”The white rain asked with a smile, “Do you want to hold a ceremony?”Can we go to the ceremony?”

“Mr. Yan.”The horse is coming.

The people were surprised and some couldn’t believe it.

“Really?”

The fool didn’t believe it, “Isn’t that possible?”

“Mr. Ma, are you really a teacher?”The rain was equally shocking.

"Congratulations to Mr. Ma, Mr. Yan's great disciple."In the shock of Lin Gu, don't forget to congratulate her first, she has been playing such a role.

"In fact, it is still in the investigation stage, and it is not Mr. Yan's disciple for the time being."After all, Mr. Yan has not yet received him, but I am sure that Mr. Yan will accept me as a disciple, and he is a disciple of Kaishan.

Everyone saw that they had fainted, and it was the Malays who were willing to do so.

“Mr. Ma, you’re blowing up.”

The fool could not help but roll his eyes and let go, “I said, how is that possible?”

"Mr. Yan said that my bones are surprised, but there is no one in the practice of martial arts, what is impossible?"Malay left his mouth and said, "No, I will go to practice martial arts first, Mr. Yan let me practice tonight for one night..."

“Mr. Ma, your bones are amazing, who doesn’t know Tang?”The fool is in the taunt.

When people see it, they can’t stop laughing.

“Mr. White, why did you change your card?”“Second brother.”The white rain was not surprised to see, and the second brother called it strange.

"I'm also ready to go to Mr. Yan, and hold this thigh tightly."White fools.

“I’m afraid it’s not that easy, is it?”White Rain hesitated, "The horse must have worshiped, it should be Mr. Yan did not promise..."

“Looks like my two brothers are wrong.”

If you read foolishly for a while, you immediately modify it and become "[two disciples] vainly fools."

“Then I, my sister.”

The white rain feels a bit fun, immediately modify the business card.

And Lin Gu saw that there was helplessness in his heart.

Although they were kind to her, they never put her in a position of reciprocity.In this group she had built, they did whatever they wanted, and never asked her opinion...

“Oh—”

After she sighed, she had to recognize the reality.

And she thought about it, quickly changed the business card "[four sisters] Lin Gu", and then continued to look for people on Weibo.

“Little white?”

Soon after, she found traces of the long-life inn on a microblog called "Little White", and quickly contacted.

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