Chapter 119

"Ahem, what's the matter, Master, what's your order?"

Zheng Xian turned around unnaturally, and said with a smirk.

Chen Xian pinched Zheng Xian's shoulder with his hands, and said with a smile, "Do you like being someone else's father so much?"

Zheng Xian was also speechless, who knew it was you, but there was nothing he could do, he dug the hole by himself and buried it himself.

Thinking that Zheng Xian was going to accept the punishment from Chen Xian, it was a ruler that Chen Xian bought from the system mall, with special effects, the paralysis deepened the pain.

He also stretched out his hand.

Chen Xian just smiled and didn't speak, Zheng Xian was also puzzled, he usually beat himself very diligently, why didn't he beat him now.

Afterwards, Chen Xian was looking for something in his own space, and instantly a ball of white light appeared in Chen Xian's hand, and when the light dissipated, it turned into a lump of rope.

"Do you know what I was thinking when you hung up on me?" As he spoke, Chen Xian picked up the rope and gestured on Zheng Xian.

Zheng Xian smiled unnaturally: "Master, harmony makes money, harmony makes money."

Chen Xian ignored Zheng Xian, and said to Huang Aotian who was at the side: "Aotian, the door is closed, the museum will not be open today."

Watching the dark door close, Zheng Xian only felt that she was a weak woman locked in a small dark room.

"Master, that,"

After thinking for a long time, Zheng Xian couldn't figure out what to say.

While fiddling with Zheng Xian, Chen Xian said, "When I came here, I said I would hang you two up and beat you, but who made you my apprentices?"

As soon as the subject changed, Chen Xian said again: "If you hang it up, I won't hit you."

After Chen Xian finished his work, he hung Zheng Xian on the ceiling, and Chen Xian looked at Huang Aotian with a smile on his face.

"Mommy, this world is not suitable for me."

Thinking about it, Huang Aotian backed up, wanting to run away.

At this time, a kindly voice sounded: "Where are you going, Aotian."

Huang Aotian turned around and said, "Well, my dad asked me to go back for dinner today."

"Oh?" Chen Xian raised his brows, before Huang Aotian could run away, he went up and tied his five flowers together, sharing the same fate with Zheng Xian, one on the left and one on the right, hanging from the ceiling.

"What my teacher wants to teach you now is that the heights are too cold, and you should experience it carefully."

Chen Xian looked at the two people hanging in the air and said sternly.

Then he turned around, and saw that the young man took off his package in an instant, held it in his arms, and looked at Chen Xian with a vigilant expression.

Chen Xian smiled and said, "Let's talk about your affairs."

The young man has mixed thoughts in his mind, and the ghost wants to talk to you about things, and he might hang himself up at any time.

As if seeing the nervousness of the young man, Chen Xian said, "Don't be afraid, you two incompetent brothers like this kind of punishment, don't you think so?"

After speaking, Chen Xian turned around and said to the two people in the air.

The two quickly wanted to say no, seeing the ten rulers suddenly appearing in Chen Xian's arms, they quickly responded: "Yes, we like it very much."

The boy put the package on his back again, and said, "I followed you just to understand the meaning of life, so I don't need you as my teacher."

Chen Xian also opened his mouth to respond: "If you don't blend in, how would you know?"

The boy hesitated for a moment, and said, "Okay, I'm only an external disciple of the martial arts hall."

The external disciples outside the Institute just poured tea, cleaned up, and helped the brothers maintain the training equipment.

Chen Xian was also thinking constantly in his mind and finally said: "A man keeps his word?"

The young man replied: "Sima is hard to chase."

"Very good." After confirmation, Chen Xian read out the rules before Huang Aotian and Zheng Xian's entrance again.

Everything else is easy to say, or is the last one that baffles the boy, and if I want to die, I will die?This rule is not like the rules of external disciples.

Seeing the expression on Chen Xian's face that I like you, the corner of the boy's mouth twitched, and he agreed.

Now, Chen Xian's heart was completely relieved, and he sat back on his boss chair, leaning on the chair comfortably and looking at the three of them.

"Let me introduce myself to the brothers." Chen Xian said while picking up the teapot on the table.

The young man looked at the two people hanging in the air, but still said, "My name is Ye Wuhen."

Zheng Xian stopped his dangling body and said, "I am your elder brother, and my name is Zheng Xian."

Huang Aotian looked up to the sky thinking about life and lowered his head: "I am your second senior brother, my name is Huang Aotian."

After finishing speaking, he resumed the movement of looking up to the sky again, and began to think about life.

"Okay, Wuhen, go, aren't you an external disciple, it's time to show your real skills."

With that said, Chen Xian waved, and a broom and a towel floated towards Ye Wuhen.

The latter took it with a black face.

The happy day passed like this, and it was not until dinner at night that Chen Xian put the two of them down.

At the dinner table, Chen Xian looked at Ye Wuhen holding the chopsticks and said, "What's the matter, Wuhen? Are there any taboos?"

Zheng Xian also stopped his big mouthfuls and said, "Little brother, it's like being at home here, don't be restrained."

Ye Wuhen had no expression on his face, no one knew what he was thinking, and said, "No, it's pretty good."

Saying that, Ye Wuhen picked up the rice in front of him and ate the delicious dishes on the table.

After dinner, Chen Xian saw that it was getting late, so he ordered everyone to leave.

Ye Qilang also returned to the recliner in the front hall, which was his bed, and the prostitute Chen Xian Dayi let him look at the gate of the martial arts hall.

Huang Aotian's parents were worried and went back early every day, Zheng Xian stayed, and there was still a month before he returned to the barracks.

Chen Xian brought Ye Wuhen to the spare room, took out a mattress from the space and put it on the bed: "If the quilt prepared for the teacher is uncomfortable, tell me, and I will change it for you."

Ye Wuhen said blankly, "No need, it's fine."

Seeing that he had nothing to do, Chen Xian took out from his bosom the hardcover version of the Yin-Yang Sword of Life and Death cheat book that he bought from the mall.

While handing it to Ye Wuhen, he said: "From today on, you will be a disciple in the martial arts hall. This is the welfare of every disciple. Tailor-made exercises. Take it. If you need any cultivation elixirs, I will ask you Ye Uncle Qilang will receive it."

"Master!"

Ye Wuhen didn't know why he called Chen Xian who was about to leave.

Chen Xian turned around and said, "What's the matter? You still haven't changed your mind?"

Ye Wuhen didn't know why his eyes were sore, but he said, "Master, go slowly."

Watching the door close, Ye Wuhen took off the package from his body and spread it on the table.

It was a black box with a picture of a woman pasted on it.

Putting the box inside the bed, Ye Wuhen fell asleep with a happy smile.

(End of this chapter)

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