Yue Buqun: I'm already cultivating immortality, why would I still want to be the leader?

To ordinary sects.

Especially for the gangsters.

The Hidden Dragon List may be an opportunity that is hard to come by.

But for the Huashan geniuses, sincerity is dispensable.

Chapter 277 Wanmei

Spring Festival.

Festive.

Even in the cold palace, there are two more dishes than usual.

And some colors that are not usually there.

however.

This atmosphere seems to have nothing to do with Ying Lao.

He was lying on the lounge chair as usual, basking in the sun leisurely and comfortably.

Ku Zhuo is still practicing sword.

Use sword techniques to practice the ruthless slash.

This is not because Ku Zhuo was born with a martial arts fanaticism.

If he was really so hardworking, he wouldn't be marginalized in the Fuwei Escort Agency.

Now you don’t have to fall into disgrace.

He simply had nothing to do.

Can only practice sword.

"The snow fell very early last year, so it probably won't happen this year."

Ying Lao suddenly murmured.

His whole body was filled with a strong sense of old age.

But he is clearly an old man who may die at any time.

Survived the coldest winter.

call!

Ku Zhuo didn't respond.

He is still practicing sword.

His swordsmanship was more focused and more ruthless than before.

Every sword strike is a fatal blow.

There is the great terror of death in every blow.

Such attainments.

Even if he didn't surpass Lin Qi.

Not to mention giving in too much.

"It's only been a short time, and you've already reached this level."

"Little Kuzi, you are shameless and mean-spirited, and you are indeed suitable for this sword technique."

Ying Lao said this heartlessly.

No scruples at all.

No mercy at all.

"It's all thanks to Master Ying."

Ku Zhuo put away his sword.

Salute respectfully.

The etiquette seems very thoughtful.

"Not bad."

"You are becoming more and more patient, and I am becoming more and more happy."

Ying Lao was strangely excited: "It seems that you can take advantage of the fact that the people from Huashan and Fuwei Escort Agency are not here to go out and gain some experience."

"Could you please give me some advice, Master Ying?"

Ku Zhuo doesn't waste words.

Mr. Ying said a long time ago that he would evaluate himself.

But I just kept practicing sword skills.

Now there are finally practical tasks to be assigned.

"All the honor and disgrace of our lineage, and even the meaning of our existence, lies with the Emperor and the Crown Prince."

"But the Prince's tutor colluded with the eunuchs and secretly sold a lot of information about the Prince."

Ying Lao said coldly, "Such a fence-sitter who plays both sides is extremely disrespectful and even more so, treasonous. He is not qualified to be the Crown Prince's tutor."

He is unable to serve the public interest wholeheartedly.

But you can be devoted to the royal family.

Born as a royal slave.

Protecting the royal family has become an instinct, ingrained in his bones.

"Ku Zhuo obeys your orders."

Ku Zhuo agreed without hesitation.

He had no choice.

Because Mr. Ying had already advanced the remuneration.

If you still can't do things well this way.

That also means he lost his last value.

There is no need to survive in the world.

Ku Zhuo asked, "I wonder how far the father-in-law will go?"

He is not a fool.

The Prince's Tutor is not a high-ranking official position, but it is a unique honor.

The death of such people can be serious or minor.

"Kill them all."

"Kill the chicken to scare the monkey."

Mr. Ying answered very decisively.

Without hesitation.

"Ku Zhuo understands."

Ku Zhuo bent his body and slowly retreated.

And Ying Lao closed his eyes again.

Continue to enjoy the baptism of sunlight.

It seemed that this could slightly dispel the darkness in his heart.

at the same time.

Northland.

On the vast snow.

A man with a sword on his back walked forward against the wind and snow.

His target was the abandoned temple ahead.

Over the past decade or so, the Ming Dynasty has withdrawn its troops and focused on internal affairs and people's livelihood.

This led to the collapse of the North's military equipment.

Foreign tribes would plunder them from time to time.

Not to mention temples and Taoist temples.

There are also many abandoned villages.

just.

There were five fine horses tied in front of the dilapidated temple.

Seeing this, Gui Hai Bai Lian smiled knowingly.

There is no stopping.

He walked straight towards the dilapidated temple.

"Stop whoever comes!"

Five people rushed out of the ruined temple.

They have three boys and two girls.

There are young and old.

There are knives and swords.

There are also long whips.

"We have occupied this place."

The oldest swordsman warned, "Friend, to avoid unnecessary trouble, please walk about ten miles further. There is a deserted village where you can rest for the night."

When you go out, you have to be careful about everything.

Black eats black.

Steal money, horses, and women.

In addition, it is not uncommon to see people stealing weapons and martial arts skills.

There are even many cases of people stealing food and children.

"What if I don't agree?"

Return to the sea and raise your head after a hundred trials.

With a big, twisted smile.

"Return to the Sea, Hundred Refinements!"

The old man exclaimed.

It was this exclamation that frightened the remaining five people and made them retreat one after another.

"Return to the Sea, Hundred Refinements."

"We are from Hanmei Villa and are preparing to attend the Qianlong Conference."

"Don't do anything. We can leave this place to you. We'll leave now."

The owner of Hanmei Manor was already covered in cold sweat.

They had already retreated, and had opened up a distance of more than five feet.

But they were still anxious.

"I want your horses."

Gui Hai Bai Lian was not polite.