apprentice?

Xiu Jiayun walked out and looked at Yan Ning with a puzzled look on his face. His eyes seemed to be questioning Yan Ning: It turns out that you are a master of handshake every day, but it turns out that you have accepted another disciple outside?

Baili Xiaofeng and Xiezhen also stared at Yan Ning, only Miao Dabao yawned. At this time, there were too many outsiders, so it was difficult for him to speak directly.

Xiong Jiabao whispered: "San... San Master, are they really your apprentices?"

Yan Ning shook his head: "I've never seen it before."

"In other words, these three guys are fake?" A hint of anger flashed in Xiong Jiabao's eyes, "I will notify Boss Yihu now and ask Boss Yihu to send someone to capture these three fakes!"

Yan Ning said: "No hurry. With us here, what other storms can the three of them cause? I want to see what kind of play they want to sing."

Seeing Yan Ning and the others whispering to each other, they didn't take themselves seriously. Three Shamatte smashed a few more wine bottles, one of them had a pink and stingy face full of pockmarks and said, "Hmph, a group of ignorant mortals have never heard of the name of Master Yan! But it makes sense. Of course, you ants, of course, cannot see the style of Master Yan. He is like the bright moon in the sky. You are the fat pigs in the pig shed, and you don't even have the chance to look up!"

Yan Ning felt embarrassed: "Then tell me, how powerful is this Master Yan?"

"You're the right person!" Another vulgar green-plated buzzhead Shamate said proudly, "Our Master Yan is a real god who can do everything in the world. Thinking about the power of him to pacify the East China Sea, destroy the Changsheng Sect, and pound the rebirth tower. Zhang Daofeng, the great master of Longhu Mountain, is his brother. Yuan Xiao, the great real man from Laoshan, would call him Grandpa when he saw him! Not to mention second-rate sects like Wolong Pavilion. If they want to see our master, they have to start from Xichuan, kneel down at three steps, kowtow at nine steps, and kneel to Jianzhou to barely say a few words to him. If you are lucky enough to be guided by him, you will be able to become an immortal in the future!"

Yan Ning and the others were stunned. They didn't know that in the mouths of the three Shamattes, they were actually more awesome than the mythical gods.

The last one, Shamatt, who was skinny and bone-shaped, smiled and said, "I know you mortals cannot understand what we say, but it doesn't matter. You just need to know that we are people you can't afford to offend! By the way, we just paid thirty yuan for beer, who will you refund it?"

Xiong Jiabao was originally afraid of the skills of the three of them, but after hearing what they said, he treated them like an idiot: "Since the Master Yan you mentioned is so powerful, then I will be an exception today. As long as you call Master Yan, I will refund you the money immediately and compensate you for one hundred yuan of mental loss!"

When the three Shamatts heard that they had money, their eyes lit up. Shamatts licked his lips with a stingy face: "One hundred yuan! I'm good, that's my salary for two days of moving bricks!"

Banbuhou pulled his hand with a pockish face: "Boss, but we don't have Master Yan's cell phone, what should we do?"

Mazi was stunned, then pretended to be angry and said, "Hmph, you mortals, how could you Master Yan meet at any time?"

Xiong Jiabao almost laughed out loud. Which of these three fools came from the mountain?

Yan Ning said, "To be honest, I also know a brother named Yan Ning. Since you can't contact him, why not describe it with me? Maybe they are the same person as Yan Ning I know?"

When the three Shamatts heard this, they felt guilty, but when they thought that Yan Ning's presence was so arrogant, how could he know a small bar owner? So they plucked up their courage and said with a skinny voice: "Master Yan, holding a pure black Kunwu sword, wearing golden dragon scale armor, can fly into the clouds and fog, and their bodies are big or small. The key is that his face is simply charming and handsome in the sky!"

Yan Ning found it funny, silently took out the Kunwu sword and gestured to them: "Is it this sword?"

"Huh?" The three Shamatts were stunned, and then pretended to be profound and said: "Although your sword looks quite similar, it is still very different from the real Kunwu sword!"

When Yan Ning heard this, his mind moved and his body was suddenly covered with golden dragon scales. He spoke again: "Where is my dragon scale armor?"

But as soon as Yan Ning finished speaking, the three Shamatts actually knelt on the ground with a thud!

"It's really... it's really Master Yan Ning?" Ma Zi's face said in a trembling voice.

The eyes of the buzzhead were red: "It must be his! I recognized him at first sight! This nose, eyes, and mouth are clearly the person I was thinking about day and night!"

"Master! Master! We have found you!!" He cried out with a skinny and sarcastic cry.

Yan Ning and others were stunned by the scene in front of them.

Although the three of them were very nervous, they were not as stupid as they were. As soon as they saw Yan Ning's dragon scale armor, they instantly realized that the young man in front of them was Yan Ning.

Baili Xiaofeng pointed at Yan Ning and said, "Mr. Nephew, I trust you so much. Why did you accept three apprentices from the Shamat family and ask them to beat me up?"

Yan Ning was amused and crying. Although these three shamattes had some cultivation, they were not the same concept compared to the celestial immortals. He also felt strange. Why can Baili Xiaofeng not even beat the three shamattes? Could it be that his celestial immortal realm was blown out?

Xie Zhen glanced at Baili Xiaofeng's crotch and suddenly realized: "Baili, you have just broken the Chu, and you have been contaminated with a woman's aura, and have been broken. In a short period of time, you are no different from ordinary people, so you can't beat the three of them."

"ah?"

Baili Xiaofeng was stunned and silently picked up the wine bottle and smashed it into his head. With a bang, the wine bottle broke all over the ground, Baili Xiaofeng fainted on the ground with blood.

Yan Ning was speechless. Baili Xiaofeng seemed to be really drunk. He insisted on using a bottle of wine to test. Can't he use the Immortal Knowledge to check the situation in his body?

Fortunately, Xie was really interesting, so he dragged Baili Xiaofeng aside, and Xiong Jiabao quickly got a few packs of ice bags to relieve the swelling of Baili Xiaofeng.

After dealing with Baili Xiaofeng, Yan Ning looked at the three Shamatts: "What are your names?"

Maziface: "My name is Wang Damazi."

Banbush cut: "I am Li Ergouzi."

Skinny: "I am Zhao Sanlangzi."

The three of them said in harmony: "We are the TF boys in the embroidered village who are known to be loved by everyone, and flowers bloom when they see them bloom. Walking with a faint sadness, a man crying silently at night!"
Chapter completed!