Chapter 987 (1/2)

”Eternal” the disciple has nothing else to ask for. Only the master can promise his disciples that they can go to Zhenjian tower to grind their swords. Life or death depends on the destiny of heaven. ” Fang Ping once again grabbed the ground with his head, and then said to the old man.

”Dong Dong Dong Dong!”

Fang Ping's forehead was thumping, his face was full of pleading color, and the whole person's breath became depressed.

”Well, since you are determined to die, I will not stop you!” The old man finally sighed helplessly, and then directly swung his sleeve and said a cold voice.

”Thank you very much for your understanding Fang Ping once again made a sound to the old man, and then said a word respectfully, but with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

”Go ahead. You should know the location of Zhenjian building. I will not lead you.” The old man sighed deeply, and then said a voice with a gloomy face. He felt a little sad in his heart.

When the apprentice is old, he is not in charge of it.

Forget it, he goes wherever he likes, and I don't have to intervene myself.

”Master, leave me!” Fang Ping's body slowly climbed up from the ground. He gave a smile to the old man's position, and then slowly said a word.

”Stop the ink and get out of here! It's really annoying to see you. Don't come back to interfere with my eyes! ” The old man glared at Fang Ping directly, and then said a word angrily.

This guy is really getting more and more annoying now. Every time I see him, it's not good.

”Master, please leave.” After Fang Ping finished this sentence, he turned directly and left. Although he was reluctant to give up, he still managed to leave here.

”Get out of here

When the old man saw that Fang Ping was still such a babe, he was speechless in his heart, and then he immediately appeared in front of Fang Ping and kicked him hard on his butt.

Fang Ping didn't avoid the old man's flying kick, or he didn't want to hide, so he was kicked.

”Bang!”

Fang Ping's whole body directly into a streamer, and then instantly rose to the sky, quickly disappeared in place, was kicked to where by this foot.

”Hum, I don't know who you learned from and how to write like a woman.” The old man sighed gently, and then said to himself, his eyes are full of helpless color.

After saying this, the old man was ready to turn around and leave. But for some reason, he seemed to think of something. He could not help but sigh and looked at the direction of Fang Ping's departure.

”I don't know if this boy can do it or not. Don't go there and disgrace me.” The old man's eyes flashed a look of worry, he said to himself.

After finishing this sentence, the old man was stunned directly there. He did not move, as if he had completely lost his mind.

A breeze slowly blowing, a drop of very turbid liquid, from the corner of the old man's eyes slowly dropped, and finally dropped to the ground, gradually into the soil.

”Well, old people are really useless. They can't stand the wind at all.” The old man wiped his eyes, and then slowly said a voice, eyes full of helplessness and gloom.