C1188 (1/2)

Daozi's orders soon spread throughout the whole family.

”It's not like his style that the Taoist priest has stopped fighting.”

”It should be the idea of snow sword elder. The old fox thought that the patriarch would favor the new young Lord, so he blocked the way for others to defeat the little Lord and improve his prestige. Hehe, he is ready to defeat Fang Yun himself and become the little Lord! ”

”Up to now, there are more than ten young masters in the family. Some of them became lords and some died in the middle. I don't know how long this cloud can be the master. ”

In several peaks of the flying snow sect, many disciples talked about it in secret.

Most of these people were the chief disciples. When Lu Yu parachuted into the flying snow sect, their eyes fell on Lu Yu.

In the long history of the flying snow sect, there have been several minor masters.

However, when every young lord appears, he will show his strength with his iron and blood.

Lu Yu, however, is an exception.

When he was made the little Lord, he stayed in the Tianchen courtyard all the time, and he did not take a step.

Everything in the family of flying snow still went on as before, as if there had been no new master from the beginning to the end.

”I have investigated everything about Fang Yun. I'm afraid he thinks he has low strength. He will stay in the house all the time, for fear that he will show his clumsiness after going out.”

In a mountain peak, a female disciple said with a faint smile.

Her name is Liang Qingyu, and Li Ze's status is the same, is also the way of the snow clan.

One sect can set up many ways. Only the little master is unique.

”Do you really think the little Lord is so simple?” From her ear, suddenly came a hoarse voice.

Liang Qingyu hears the speech, and Liu Mei frowns slightly: ”what's your opinion, master?”