(MTL)Improper stepping stone for men's matching (quick wear)

Chapter 74

Chapter 74 The Demon Sect Leader 9

    Although he fantasized about smashing his dog's head countless times, the reality was that Zhen Xiaoman rubbed his butt, which had almost broken into eight petals, and could only reluctantly crawled up under his urging.

    After that, the dog man stabbed her one after another, his legs were lower for a while, his hands were higher for a while, and his back collapsed for a while. Own.

    After the two-hour horse stance, Zhen Xiaoman felt that his whole body was going to be useless. He dragged his two legs that were as soft as twists, and swayed back to his yard.

    When she got there, she threw herself into the quilt and didn't even want to move. She spent the rest of the day on the bed, and she didn't have the energy to inquire about the news at all.

    Yang Yan was the exact opposite of her.

    After making another verbal attack on the female protagonist who was already in a trance, Shi Shiran turned around and left, and went to the place where Protector Zuo usually works.

    Lian Xiujie has been in a state of dissociation these days since he experienced the lives of hundreds of people in an instant that day.

    Not to mention dealing with academic affairs, if it wasn't for Yang Yan to send people to keep an eye on him, he might starve to death or drown himself in the bath water.

    Although he paid close attention to his life due to the original owner's wishes, there is no such thing as sympathy. The sins he committed need to be repaid by himself. Are those who died at his hands or under his orders? More sympathy?

    However, Lian Xiujie couldn't take charge, so the affairs within the Chiyan Sect could only be handled by him.

    Fortunately, he had already figured out the situation in the entire church a few days ago, and since his soul has been warmed up a little, he has a clear ear and eyesight, and the whole teaching is under his control.

    "See the sect master."

    When they entered the room, Yin Yuanlong, the master of Xingluo Hall, and Zhuang Wen, the master of Huanhai Hall, had been waiting for a long time. When they saw him, they bowed respectfully. The pursed lips revealed the precautions in their hearts.

    Yang Yan raised his feet and walked to the only chair in the room to sit down. He raised his head slightly to look at the two people who were bowing and saluting. He was obviously lower than their eyesight, but his attitude gave people the impression that he was the one who was condescending. Feel.

    "How long have you been in school?" he asked casually.

    "Islamic sect master, this subordinate joined the sect nine years ago."

    "My subordinate joined the sect for eight years." The

    two of them were a little surprised for a while, not understanding that the sect leader, who had always seen the head but not the tail, suddenly summoned his mouth and opened his mouth again in a chatty manner. What he wants to do, the fear in his heart is deeper, but he still answers honestly on the face.

    "Well—" Yang Yan nodded, "Ten years ago, the leader Zhen passed away suddenly, and the church was in turmoil for a long time. Many old people followed the old leader one after another. The ones who have been promoted are outstanding." The

    two still didn't understand what he meant, but they showed gratitude on their faces, and said in unison: "The leader and the guardian of the left have raised their love, and the subordinates and others are very grateful."