The King of Soldiers

There are more than 20 beauties in the two rows, each with its own characteristics.

They all looked at the two great masters delicately, with water dripping from their eyes.

At this time, a head protruded from behind the two of them.

A face that is all over the country and the city, appeared in front of everyone.

In an instant, the scene of a hundred flowers blooming became one of the best.

These beauties seemed to become the foil of this girl, and they became overshadowed.

Zhou Haiting saw that these two mysterious people were not interested in all beauties, and the girl behind them was too perfect.

He decisively decided to withdraw most of the beauties.

Only the two beauties who had been paused by the two mysterious people for a few seconds remained.

He bent over and walked in front of the two great masters like a pug.

He bowed deeply and flatteringly said: "Two distinguished guests welcome you, please come in quickly."

The two great masters nodded slightly, but they were not in a hurry to lead people away, but entered the living room.

In the living room, a round table that occupies most of the living room is placed in the middle.

The waiters kept serving delicious dishes.

The two great masters looked at each other and smiled imperceptibly.

This Zhou Haiting is an interesting person.

They were not polite, and before Zhou Haiting could speak, they directly sat on the top seat with big swords and golden horses.

Beside them, two girls were serving wine and vegetables for them.

They looked leisurely and began to eat happily.

After drinking for three rounds, Zhou Haiting cupped his hands and asked softly: "I don't know what you can do for the two distinguished guests. No matter what, Zhou will do it with his life!"

One of them sneered, and said calmly, "Oh, including taking your life?"

Zhou Haiting quickly said with a flattering smile: "I'm not worth much, if you can attract the attention of two distinguished guests, please feel free to take it."

Another person waved his hand indifferently and said, "We are here this time to pick up someone. Is there a boy named Zhou Yitian in your family?"

Zhou Haiting's complexion changed, Zhou Yitian was his son.

Zhou Haiting asked cautiously: "I don't know what you two want to do with my son?"

"Zhou Yitian is your son?"

Hearing Zhou Haiting's words, the two great masters took a straight look at Zhou Haiting.

One of them said calmly: "Don't worry, it's a good thing. Your son has a predestined relationship with my sect, and we are here to pick him up this time."

Zhou Haiting was a little taken aback, what sect, what fate.

Although he knew these two words, he didn't understand what it meant at all.

However, he knew one thing, that is, he must not go against the wishes of these two flying ancient warriors.

After he knew about the ancient warrior, he frantically inquired about the ancient warrior.

No one has ever seen such a thing as being able to fly.

Therefore, he knew that the level of these two ancient warriors must be very high.

Without much hesitation, Zhou Haiting ordered someone to call his son.

After a while, a young man with a feminine appearance came in from the outside.

He lowered his head slightly, making it impossible to see his expression clearly.

Zhou Haiting frowned, this son was his least favorite son.

Since childhood, Zhou Yitian has been very precocious and has a feminine appearance. Those who don't know him may think he is a girl.

However, Zhou Yitian's heart is very vicious.

He has seen Zhou Yitian torture and kill animals more than once, and he even showed a cruel smile.

Zhou Haiting didn't care at first.

However, soon Zhou Yitian scratched the faces of his classmates with a knife at school.

This made Zhou Haiting very angry and unhappy.

From then on, he locked Zhou Yitian at home.

Fortunately, Zhou Yitian also likes to be quiet, so he has never asked to go out in so many years.

After Zhou Yitian walked in, he just stood there quietly, without saying a word.

The two great masters looked solemnly, looking up and down at Zhou Yitian.

Lin Xueer also stuck out her head, looking at the boy curiously.

This boy looks a few years younger than her, but from what the two great masters said, he seems to have the same physique as hers.

Lin Xueer showed a trace of empathy on her face, and asked softly, "Is the night at the beginning of each month so painful?"

Zhou Yitian suddenly raised his head, revealing a pair of narrow and gloomy Danfeng eyes.

He looked at Lin Xueer, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "You have the same physique as me."

He didn't ask Lin Xueer, but used affirmative sentences.

He looked at the two great masters, and looked at the two great masters without a trace of fear.

Zhou Yitian's calm eyes suddenly flashed a light, and he asked a little excitedly: "Who are you, you are here to find me, right?"

A great master asked with interest: "Why did you come to see you?"

A trace of arrogance flashed across Zhou Yitian's face, and he said calmly: "In the Zhou family, everyone is trash except me."

"And I am destined to be extraordinary in this life!"

"On the contrary, if you want to take me away, I have to consider whether you have the qualifications."

Zhou Yitian's tone was arrogant, his feminine temperament suddenly changed, and he became arrogant and unruly.

It seemed that, in the presence, no one could catch his eyes.

"Bastard! How do you talk to a distinguished guest?"

Zhou Haiting was furious, and sweat broke out on his anxious face.

It would be a disaster if he offended these two masters because of this stupid son.

In his rage, he strode forward, raised his palm and slapped him hard.

Zhou Yitian sneered slightly, facing his father's slap, he didn't even blink.

"presumptuous!"

A grand master sneered coldly.

A stream of air gushed out directly from his mouth, forming a tornado and blasting directly on Zhou Haiting's body.

The tornado swept across Zhou Haiting, flew directly into the sky, and spun rapidly in the air like garbage.

"Senior, forgive me!"

Zhou Haiting screamed in fear in the air, his face full of fear.

Zhou Yitian looked at it with great interest, with excitement in his eyes.

Is it possible to do this with just exhaling one breath?

There was a trace of longing in Zhou Yitian's cold eyes, which was the longing for power.

The great master asked indifferently: "How is it, are you qualified?"

Zhou Yitian asked curiously: "Are you guys very strong?"

There was a hint of arrogance on the calm face of the great master, and he said: "On this land, few people are qualified to be my opponent. And your future master will be as powerful as a god."

Zhou Yitian lowered his head and pondered.

Lin Xueer interrupted their conversation, and said eagerly: "Stop talking, this uncle has already fainted, please put him down quickly."

Grandmaster frowned, dissatisfied with Lin Xueer.

How could the disciples of the Xuanyin Sect be so weak? Why should they care about the life of an ant?

He looked at Zhou Yitian, and asked lightly: "How to deal with your father."

Zhou Yitian came back to his senses, and said indifferently:

"Oh, kill it."