Another palm.

"What an ugly old bald ass!"

"Then you are the master!"

Xu Xiaoshou:???

"At the end of the story, the old bald donkey said, I have taught you the first lesson of apprenticeship. Are you willing to become my apprentice?"

Mr. Sang broke away from the memory and repeated: "You, are you willing to worship me as your teacher?"

"Will you be good to me?" Xu Xiaoshou felt pitiful for a moment.

"..."

What time has it been and you are still making nonsense!

Before Mr. Sang could even utter his angry rebuke, he saw the young man in front of him prostrate himself to the ground.

"Master, please bow to me, my disciple!"

Maybe before this, Xu Xiaoshou still had resentment, but after knowing that "Jinzhao Tianfen" is neither broken nor established, his little resentment has disappeared.

What's more, if Mr. Sang doesn't take action tonight, I'm afraid he will either be abandoned directly by Ye Xiaotian or kidnapped by the masked man.

Although Mr. Sang was withdrawn and infiltrated, the concern he showed when he rescued him could never be faked.

Taking ten thousand steps back, Xu Xiaoshou didn't think that the other party was talking about this, and he had a second choice.

He waited for a long time but received no reply. When he looked up, he saw the old face under the straw hat narrowed into a ball, and there seemed to be tears surging in his eyes.

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned and lost his mind.

Because at this moment the sun was rising behind the old man, and purple energy was coming from the east.

A ray of light shone down, and the old and the young were speechless.

Goose Lake wakes up in the morning light, and the wind blows by, bringing with it the chirping of cicadas and the chirping of geese, passing through the cracked earth and brushing against the broken weeping willows.

In a place of chaos, dreams are born.

…

ps:

I saw some book friends in the past who hated the character Sang Lao so much that they even wanted to eat his flesh and blood...

I felt relieved.

This shows that I have done a good job in shaping the image and character of this old man with big dark circles under his eyes and a straw hat on his head (a small complacency).

In fact, at first I wanted to reply and explain a few words in this chapter, but then I thought about it, duck doesn’t have to.

Just like a long time ago, some book friends complained about why they killed people in the spiritual palace. The elder didn't notice it, there was no logic, and he abandoned the book!

Well, everyone who sees this should understand.

Mr. Sang basically said what he wanted to say. The structure is different, and the way of treating life and things is of course also different.

All I can say is, read on slowly.

With the sunset in the previous chapter, there will naturally be the sunrise now.

It's purple.

at last……

There will be such a digression, and of course it is not just for the beeps.

Here comes the next recommendation...

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Chapter completed!