Dragon Son-In-Law God Of War

"Haha, no one is in the eye?"

"Sorry, you are not a human being in my eyes!"

However, in the face of Zhao Changzhi's provocation, Jiang Beichen only said indifferently, his tone was calm, but everyone felt the contempt.

It's almost like talking to the ants.

Everyone couldn't help being in a daze. You must know that Senior Brother is Master's first apprentice. He has won the true biography of Master. Before this guy has even entered the door, he dares to disrespect Senior Brother?

"Boy, are you arrogant?"

"It seems that if you don't teach you a lesson today, you are afraid that you don't know the rules of the division!" Zhao Changzhi laughed fiercely. Originally, he planned to let him go because he was the same in the future.

But I didn't expect this kid to be so arrogant, that's no reason to blame him!

Keng!

Zhao Changzhi stomped lightly at his feet, and the entire ground was immediately covered with fine cracks, and a violent energy rushed towards Jiang Beichen like a wolf tiger.

"Oh? Pneumatic master?"

In the distance, Jiro Yamamoto looked slightly surprised.

Unexpectedly, the first drunkard could have such a cultivation level, even if the energy was far away, he felt a kind of shock.

"enough!"

At the critical moment, the old butler suddenly stood up and waved his sleeves.

Suddenly, the violent energy suddenly disappeared invisible.

"Steward Liu, you..." Zhao Changzhi looked puzzled, wondering why Steward Liu wanted to stop him.

However, this steward Liu is Master's servant for decades, even like an old friend. In addition, the master steward has an unfathomable cultivation base, so he naturally dare not make any more moves.

"Changzhi, I don't care if you want to help Chen Ershao, but the order I got is to bring this young man in front of the adult alcoholic, don't make me embarrassed!" Steward Liu said directly.

"Okay, okay!" Zhao Changzhi stared at Jiang Beichen coldly before leading everyone to clear the way and let them pass.

"Boy, when you come out, I want you to look good again!"

When Jiang Beichen passed by, Zhao Changzhi said coldly, in short, he would never let this kid go easily today.

"If you have to die, I don't mind cleaning up the door for your master!" Jiang Beichen sneered lightly.

"you!"

Zhao Changzhi looked anxious, his eyes wanted to eat people, but at this moment, he could only let Jiang Beichen follow Liu Guanjia to the upper room.

But no, Liu Guanjia took Jiang Beichen to the main hall.

"Mr. Jiang, please wait, the master will come in a moment!"

After Liu steward offered tea, he closed the door and went out.

But no, an old man in Tang suit with a magnificent figure and straight eyebrow walked out of the back hall.

This old man, although his hair is gray, his muscles are like horned dragons, he is not lost to the guys in the gym at all, and he looks even more explosive.

After all, this is not filled with protein powder, it is really boosted by Zhenyuan.

At this moment, Jiang Beichen was still unmoved, drinking tea to himself.

"You are Jiang Beichen, right?"

Seeing that Jiang Beichen hadn't moved, the old man couldn't help frowning, but he didn't have an immediate attack either, but went straight to the hall and sat down.

"Go ahead, come to me, what's the purpose?"

"If it is to avenge Chen Jiajun for you, you can do it now!" Jiang Beichen put down the tea cup and said lightly.

To be honest, he still hasn't figured out what medicine the other party is selling in the pot.

"You misunderstood!" The alcoholic smiled and tried to pretend to be kind: "Presumably my butler has told you before, I want to accept you as a disciple!"

"The old man has always been a person who cherishes his talents. It is a pity that you, a good seedling, has been living outside. It is better to worship under my door. Within a few years, you will surely make you famous!"

The drunkard came up straight to the point and directly raised the matter of accepting a disciple.

Recruiting disciples is not the goal, but only after acknowledging disciples can the rest be discussed.

"Sorry, Jiang can't be your apprentice!" Jiang Beichen didn't say anything, bad old man, it's almost the same as you apprentice to Laozi.

Over the years, he has practiced Xuanqing Jue, and he is proficient in medicine, martial arts, law, and Dao, and his martial arts cultivation has reached a state of superb quality.

Even if his skill is suppressed now, this alcoholic is only three years old in front of him.

A three-year-old urchin wants to be his master?

It's a big talk!

"You refused?" The alcoholic frowned, a little surprised.

You know, there are countless people in Gyeonggi who want to worship him as a teacher, and even some of the children of the family will become his outer disciples at all costs.

Now that he recruited himself personally, this kid didn't hesitate and refused in person!

"Young man, you have to think about it!" The alcoholic continued to say unwillingly.

"I'm an alcoholic, but the leader of the Beiquan school, and ranks in the top ten of the Hualong list. You come out of my door!"

"In the future, there will be countless rich people who will offer their hands with real money!"

"Moreover, the rich and powerful families will try to solicit you!"

"Even you will have power that you could not touch before!"

"Do you really want to take this opportunity?" The alcoholic looked confident.

To be his apprentice to drinkers means to obtain immense wealth, status and power!

He believed that any young man could not refuse to face these.

But to his surprise, Jiang Beichen shook his head again: "Sorry, I am not interested in what you said!"

wealth? that power? status?

These things, his Jiang Junmen have reached the extreme in everything!

I'm afraid this drunkard is worse than himself in case.

Want to use these to confuse him, it is a big joke!

The drunkard's complexion was stagnant, but immediately seemed to think of something, and his face showed a hint of appreciation.

"I understand!" The alcoholic suddenly said.

"It must be your teacher's rules that you are not allowed to worship others as your teacher?"

Many sects have such rules, the purpose is to fear the outflow of exercises.

"Yes, not bad! The right way is that wealth cannot be silver, poor and low cannot be moved, and mighty cannot be succumbed to you. It is very good that you are so empathetic and righteous!"

The drunkard first admired it, but when the conversation changed, he said quickly.

"But young man, you have to understand that martial arts is a long way to go!"

"A mountain is higher than the other, and there is no end to learning!"

"There can be only one master in one's life! Your original master must be limited in teaching you. When you reach a certain level, you will need a higher master!"

"And as a top ten expert in the Hualong list, I ask myself how many times stronger than your master, you follow me, as long as I just give you a few tricks, you can be infinitely useful!" The alcoholic explained patiently. I just think this kid is emphasizing love and justice, and still wants to give this young man a chance.

"I said you old man is too Rory, right?"

"I don't have a teacher at all, and I don't care about love and righteousness. I really don't want to worship you as a teacher!" Jiang Beichen said with a speechless face and a little contempt.

"What's more, your cultivation base is really not influential!"

Jiang Beichen shook his head.

Since the other party didn't want to seek revenge from him, he planned to go back after drinking tea.

Who would have thought that the old man talked endlessly about ink.

It's silly.

The expression on the drinker's face suddenly froze, and the corners of his mouth twitched twice.

Now I finally see it.

He thought he was giving each other a chance, but he didn't expect that he was not rare at all.

This hurts self-esteem a bit.

He is a drunkard! He was disgusted!

"Well, in that case, I won't force it!" The alcoholic took a deep breath and suppressed his anger.

"Then we might as well be straightforward?"

"I want to make a deal with you!" The alcoholic suddenly said.

coming!

Jiang Beichen raised his sword eyebrows slightly.

He knew it was not that simple.

After all, he killed the opponent's apprentice, and the other party had to accept him as an apprentice, which was unreasonable.

This person must have other purposes.

"Talk about it!" Jiang Beichen said calmly.

He would like to know, what kind of business is it that can make dignified drinkers and even murderers let go?