Bad Master: Disciple, don't make trouble, you are pregnant!

Looking at this tall man, Wei Canglan made a preliminary judgment in his heart.

Well, it's quite bold, and I can do things.

only……

Brother, why are you here to apologize, why are you still drinking my wine?
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Shanxiong poured another cup, clasped his fists at Li Jin and said:

"Girl, I will apologize to you for my brother, I hope the girl will not blame you."

After all, he raised his glass and drank it.

ton ton ton.

Good guy, are you here for a drink?

Wei Canglan remained calm and silent.

Li Jin didn't give him a good face either.

Zhao Shanxiong looked embarrassed when he saw that the two masters didn't answer. He knew that this matter was endless, and the consequences of not handling it properly could be imagined.

The mouse said that this young man who looked like a woman was a young man?

How can it be!

But his pet can hurt people invisible.

Whose family son has such a pet, although it looks like a dog, it is obviously a monster, right?

There is also the woman in front of her, with a cold temperament, she just waved her hand twice, and her own people flew out.

These two people are by no means simple.

Do not provoke them.

So Zhao Shan became ambitious, walked up to the mouse, grabbed the subordinate who was lying on the ground crying and howling, brought him to Wei Canglan, and apologized:

"Young master, how do you deal with it? Brother, I will never frown."

Wei Canglan smiled, but still didn't speak.

What do I do with it?

I let your brother die, will you agree?
You wandering rivers and lakes, you don't know how to speak.

Seeing that Wei Canglan remained silent, with a sneer across his face, Zhao Shanxiong felt chills all over his body in an instant, extremely cold.

That sneer, without any emotion, seemed that in his eyes, anyone was just an existence that could be erased at will.

Zhao Shanxiong was scared.

But he still wants to protect his brother.

So he ignored the drowsy mouse, raised his leg and kicked it down, hitting the back of the opponent's knee.

The mouse took advantage of the situation and knelt down in front of Wei Canglan.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Shanxiong swung his arms round and slapped the mouse's face with a big ear.

Snapped!
The sound was crisp and loud, making everyone watching the scene feel hot-skinned.

He was a tall and strong man who practiced martial arts. With this slap, the mouse became even more dizzy and fell to the ground on the spot.

Zhao Shanxiong didn't even look at it, seeing that Wei Canglan squinted his eyes and still didn't speak, so he had no choice but to draw his knife, aimed at the mouse's neck, and said with great reluctance:
"Mice, brother, I'm sorry."

"When we walk in the rivers and lakes, what we pay attention to is loyalty, but if you cause trouble first, the eldest brother can't protect you."

Seeing that the sword was drawn, the other companions couldn't sit still, and hurried forward to dissuade them:
"Brother, no!"

"The mouse has been with you for three years."

"Brother, this task is heavy, and we need manpower."

Wei Canglan looked at these guys acting here, shook his head, and thought to himself:
poor.

Too bad.

What kind of acting skills is this? It's not as good as some fresh meat.

Rubbish.

Look at mine.

Therefore, Wei Canglan raised his eyes slightly, looked down upon Zhao Shanxiong, and finally spoke in a calm voice:

"Your name is Zhao Shanxiong?"

"It's down."

The strong man breathed a sigh of relief.

Now that the expert has spoken, the mouse will be saved.

"Your subordinates have spoken disrespectfully to my disciples, what should they do?"

"..."

Zhao Shanxiong will not.

It is said that monks and masters have weird tempers, and they must retaliate. Seeing you today, it is true.

But this is not to blame others, after all, one's own people make mistakes first.

Others couldn't fart when faced with such a question.

They are a typical bullying group.

If it were someone else, what happened today would probably mean that the girl was humiliated.

And they don't care, they get away with it.

"You are their leader, since you don't want to do anything, let me come?"

When Zhao Shanxiong heard this, he was frightened half to death.

If it were this expert, the mouse would probably be dead.

So he quickly threw away the saber, took a deep breath and said:
"Don't bother your son, I will discipline you here!"

After that, he swung his arms again, looked at the dazed mouse lying on the ground, his eyes showed instinctive panic and begging for mercy, he could only look away, and said in a muffled voice:
"You speak rudely, brother can't help it."

"This time you have a longer memory."

As the voice fell, so did the fist.

boom!
The mouse's face was hit by a huge impact, its whole body trembled, and several teeth shattered.

Wei Canglan watched, startled.

shit.

This hurts so much.

It hurts to look at.

This Zhao Shanxiong is really capable of fighting.

Just deal with my brother like this?
Just as he was thinking, Zhao Shanxiong clasped his fists again and said respectfully:

"Young master, I have already taught my subordinates a lesson."

"Has this matter been exposed?"

Of course Wei Canglan wanted to take a look at Li Jin.

Facing the master's questioning gaze, the latter warmed his heart and nodded obediently.

So Wei Canglan waved his hands:

"Go ahead."

Hearing the sound, Zhao Shanxiong hurriedly greeted a few of his subordinates and carried the injured away, but he himself did not leave, and continued to ask:
"I don't know the son's name yet."

"Miangui's surname is Wei, and there is a single word for Zhe."

Zhao Shanxiong tasted it and said:
"It turned out to be Mr. Wei, and today we don't know each other without fighting."

"I have observed you before, the young master should not be from my desert, right?"

Wei Canglan raised his eyebrows and nodded.

"Then why did you come to the desert?"

Wei Canglan thought for a while, since he had to rely on others, he had to show some sincerity, so he slowly replied:
"Looking for the burial sand scorpion bone."

"?"

Zhao Shanxiong was startled, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses:

"The burial scorpion bone is located at the junction of the desert and Mobei."

"If you have ever been there, you are only in danger of being buried by wind and sand."

"Right now..."

"The sand-bone tribe is rampant there, I am afraid it is extremely dangerous."

"Even the young master, I think that there is no possibility of surviving there."

Wei Canglan didn't take it seriously:
"How do you know if you don't walk around?"

"It's you, do you know the exact location of the scorpion bone buried in the sand?"

Zhao Shanxiong was taken aback, but didn't hide anything:

"Half a year ago, I took my brothers for a walk. At that time, there were no sand-bone tribes entrenched there."

"It's a real honor to see a sand-burying scorpion unearthed once, covering the sky and blocking out the sun, and the tail alone is ten feet long."

Nonsense.

One zhang is 30 meters, ten zhang is more than [-] meters.

You kid can't even brag.

Wei Canglan shook his head and said with a smile:
"Then I will trouble Brother Zhao."

This time, Wei Canglan directly referred to him as a brother.

Zhao Shanxiong was stunned again, but soon his eyes became clear.

Originally, he just wanted to win over Wei Canglan, but he didn't expect that the two hit it off right away.

it is more than words.

He has a heavy responsibility this time and needs the escort of a master.

As for Wei Canglan, he needed to know the exact location of the Burial Sand Scorpion.

The two take what they need.

It's just pity for his good brother, that mouse, who lost more than a dozen teeth after being beaten.