Urban God-level Selection System

"what?"

Zhang Wanlin was taken aback and looked at Ning Ji with a weird look. This girl is in his 40s or 50s. Why is it so good?

Looking at Zhang Wanlin's weird expression, Ning Ji suddenly thought of something, and immediately understood that what he said was a little unclear, so he quickly explained: "I mean I want to accept you as my apprentice."

"Senior are you kidding me?

Which apprentice have you seen in this world is better than the master from the beginning? "

Zhang Wanlin was a bit funny. This person didn't even report his family, so he wanted to accept him as a disciple. Why?

Is he handsome?

Ning Ji's face turned red, and he let out a dry cough, and continued: "If I have an ordinary status, letting you worship me as a teacher will naturally make you lose the price, but my status is not simple."

"How difficult is it?"

Zhang Wanlin said amusedly, "Aren't you a member of the Shushan Sword Sect?

Could it be that you are the head? "

"Ahem, no, but I..." Before Ning Ji finished speaking, Zhang Wanlin waved his hand and refused: "Stop talking. Even if your head wants to accept me as an apprentice, I don't necessarily do it. Well, let alone you are not the head."

"presumptuous!"

When the two of Zeng Qi heard that Zhang Wanlin couldn't look down on their master, they immediately shouted in annoyance, "Junior, how can you despise my master so much?"

Don't apologize yet! "

"To shut up!"

After Ning Ji angrily scolded both Zeng Qi, he said in a cold voice, "I'm not angry yet, are you angry with you?

Go and pull Lan Xiangyang out of the house for me to talk nonsense. "

"Yes."

The two of Zeng Qi obeyed the order and were about to enter the house, but the housekeeper blocked their way.

"Isn't it inappropriate for the two of you to go in like this without the host's order?"

Zhang Wanlin walked to the housekeeper with a smile, staring at both Zeng Qi with cold eyes, "Before I get angry, you can still step back."

Ning Ji saw that Zhang Wanlin was so powerful. Not only was he not angry, but rather pleased, he couldn't help but mutter in a low voice, "This kid is a bit similar to my weird character. If he could be accepted as an apprentice, it would be a wonderful thing!"

With such thoughts in mind, Ning Ji stepped towards Zhang Wanlin. There were still blood on his body, but he had walked out of the king's aura this time, which made Zhang Wanlin a little admired.

However, with admiration, Zhang Wanlin won't be the reason why Zhang Wanlin let Lan Xiangyang go. He smiled and said to Ning Ji: "Senior, I advise you to deal with the injury as soon as possible, and I won't send it away."

"Zhang Wanlin, Lan Xiangyang, you don't let it go, I don't bother to take care of it, but I must remind you kindly, Lan Xiangyang is a direct disciple of my head brother, he is very precious."

"So if you let him lose a hair or hold on to it, I'm afraid that my senior brother will leave the customs early and come to you to settle the account."

Ning Ji said and kindly reminded: "And I have to tell you one more thing, that is, my senior is the strength of the ninth-rank martial sage before the retreat. Do you think he will become the tenth-rank when he leaves the customs? Where is the Grand Master?"

Originally, Ning Ji thought that by saying this kind reminder and threatening words, Zhang Wanlin would compromise and let Lan Xiangyang go, but in the end Zhang Wanlin remained motionless.

After being silent for a while, Zhang Wanlin smiled and said to Ning Ji: "Thank you for the predecessor for reminding me, but it is an indisputable fact that Lan Xiangyang tried to murder me with the Dongyang pirates."

"If the head of the Shushan School really comes, then I can be justified. I believe that I can be the head of the noble school. It must be a puss, senior, do you think I am right? ?"

Zhang Wanlin's last question was almost so angry that Ning Ji lifted his sword and rushed towards Zhang Wanlin, but after he moved his body and pulled his injuries, he still endured it, and finally took a deep breath and nodded with a smile.

"What you said is, I know, then I won't ask you for Lan Xiangyang, but how can I say that this injury is to drive you away from evil talents, don't you take me some time to recover?"

Not waiting for Zhang Wanlin to refuse, Ning Ji said again: "The one named Xiejun just escaped temporarily, maybe he was intercepting me halfway, you say I am like this, how can I resist him?"

"If I were to die in your turf, you said that my senior brothers knew that, would they think it was done by evil people or by you?"

Ning Ji's threatening and rogue tone told Zhang Wanlin that he had been blinded.

Is this the so-called master of the Shushan Sword Sect?

Is this image of a man a bit weird?

How does he look like a rascal! After taking a deep breath, Zhang Wanlin said to the housekeeper: "Clean up the room on the first floor. Please three of them live in, but they are strictly forbidden to go to the second floor."

After speaking, Zhang Wanlin turned and went into the house.

The housekeeper made an invitation to the three of Ning Ji, and then the three of them finally entered the devastated Jinshui Pavilion villa.

Looking at the messy scene, Ning Ji suddenly regretted staying. This is no different from a doghouse. Can people really live?

When the three of Ning Ji were thinking about how to live more comfortably, there was a scream from upstairs, and Senior Brother Qi immediately shouted: "Master, it's Junior Brother Lan's voice, do we really care about it?"

"Master, although Lan Xiangyang is very annoying, he is after all a direct disciple of the master teacher. If something happens, the master teacher will blame us."

Senior Brother Zeng said worriedly.

Ning Ji glanced at the housekeeper who was cleaning, and immediately jumped straight up to the second floor. When the housekeeper heard the sound, his face sank and he was about to stop him. Zeng Qi and the other two immediately stopped in front of the housekeeper.

"My master just went up and took a look, so don't stop you."

Zeng Qi said in a hurry.

As a result, as soon as the two of them spoke, they were knocked to the ground by the butler, who also jumped up to the second floor and rushed into Zhang Wanlin's room.

The result was that Ning Ji and Zhang Wanlin were facing each other, and Lan Xiangyang, who did not know when to wake up, was lying on the ground. At this time, Lan Xiangyang's lips were chapped, and his face was as pale as paper. The appearance was really horrible.

"Zhang Wanlin, Lan Xiangyang lost too much blood. I must take him away for treatment. If you continue to stop me, don't blame me for doing it."

Ning stared at Zhang Wanlin in annoyance.

Zhang Wanlin said coldly: "It is impossible to take him away. I can only say that he will not die. I don't want to talk nonsense with you for other things. I think you stopped the master for me, so I kindly keep you, but if you are Insist on fighting..." "I will be with you."

Zhang Wanlin said that the whole body was full of momentum, but Ning Ji's momentum was extremely weak. This had to fight, and without two moves, Ning Ji would undoubtedly lose! After taking a deep breath, Ning Ji said coldly, "You said he was going to kill you, do you have evidence?

If not, my Shushan faction will definitely not spare you lightly. Even if the head brother is reasonable, it will be your fault! "