Senior sister, stop brainwashing me, I can understand your thoughts.

In a short period of time, he also accepted the fact that he was struck by lightning while staying in the Demon Palace, and returned to ten years ago.

Changfeng Daojun accepted him as his disciple, but he just took a fancy to his innate thunder spirit root.

Even though he became a disciple and was still an inner disciple, he was a little transparent in Jiuxiao Peak and he didn't even receive the apprenticeship ceremony.

In his new life, Le Zhengyan had no intention of changing the path he took in his previous life.

Let him think about it, these people who bullied and hurt him in the previous life eventually became the nourishment of the Demon Palace.

In this life, he would be kind and take the lives of these people earlier!

The scenery of Jiuxiao Peak is pretty good. How about converting it into a Demon Palace?

There is also the third senior brother named Hexuan in front of me. In his last life, he used his skull to raise a magic lotus. In this life, he will use his skull to make a skull lantern.

"What do you mean! If it weren't for Master's order, would I have come to pick you up? And my surname is Liang, not Liu!" Le Zhengyan's words directly angered Liang Xuan.

He wanted to draw his sword and chop the person down.

But thinking of Master Changfeng Daojun's order, he could only endure it and threw the prepared inner disciple identity tag at Le Zhengyan's feet.

He raised his chin arrogantly, looked down and sneered, "I'm sorry I didn't hold it firmly. Junior brother, just pick it up yourself."

Le Zhengyan raised his eyebrows as his cold eyes fell on the disciple's identity card at his feet.

He didn't anger Liang Xuan in his previous life, but Liang Xuan didn't have a good temper either. This disciple's identity card was smashed directly into his face.

This life angered him, but he found another way to humiliate him.

Thinking about it, Le Zhengyan changed his mind.

Instead of making a skull lantern, how about changing it to a bucket that holds World of Warcraft excrement this time?

Well, besides having a bit of flavor, it’s a good idea.

Satisfied in his heart, Le Zhengyan calmly moved his feet under Liang Xuan's sarcastic gaze and stepped on the identity tag that was thrown on the ground.

He had a cold face and an innocent tone: "Sorry, my feet don't have eyes. I accidentally stepped on something. Senior Brother Liu bent down to pick it up?"

"You are provoking me!" Liang Xuan said angrily.

It's no longer obvious that Le Zhengyan is looking for trouble. His eyes could be considered blind.

"Senior Brother Liu was the one who misbehaved first." Le Zhengyan said with a smile on his lips.

"Le Zhengyan, you are seeking death!" Liang Xuan drew his sword angrily.

Even with his master's orders, he couldn't help but want to teach others a lesson first.

"Are you just happy and tired?" A voice full of surprise came from the side.

Lu Xingyan stared blankly at the young man in front of him who was a head taller than him.

He glanced at the other new disciples behind him, but they were all carrot heads who were as tall as his waist or chest, so he didn't react for a moment.

[Lao Liu, didn’t you say that the little villain is still young? You can hit my skull with your raised hand. You told me that I am still young. Where is my five-year-old baby villain? ] Lu Xingyan was the first to question the system.

[Milk doll, what do you think? ]

[Besides, the villain is now fifteen years old, a minor in modern times, but not a weakling in ancient times. I said he is still young. Is there any problem? no problem! ]

Not wanting to waste time arguing with the system, Lu Xingyan set his sights on Le Zhengyan.

The young man has a tall and straight figure, but is extremely thin. The clothes are made of linen, and the trousers and sleeves are short. They are cut from other fabrics and patched all over. Fortunately, the stitching is tight and the person is clean and tidy.

The facial features are deep and superior, but there is not much flesh on the cheeks and back of the hands, and the whole person shows signs of malnutrition.

Although the pair of peach blossom eyes are smiling, their gaze is cold and emotionless.

He is like a green pine, standing erect before others.

But he was too thin, so Lu Xingyan preferred to call him Zhugan.