The Strongest Master: I Have a Hundred Thousand Year Buff

Wang Dao doesn't like this kind of collagen-looking little fresh meat, because he is handsomer than him!

The old nine in front of him is like this, in all fairness, much handsomer than him! It was so much worse than the original Long Chen!

But it is definitely the existence of thousands of crazy girls!

Especially the clear eyes, the warm smile, and the delicate but masculine temperament are simply the driving force that caused the girl to scream!

But in the face of his own old nine, Wang Dao couldn't raise a trace of jealousy, let alone disgust. To him, and even to everyone in the Xun Dao sect, the old nine was like their child. It was really true. Raised children.

The better the child is, the stronger he is, and the happier being a parent!

Wang Dao was only a little baffled when he saw Lao Jiu's handsome face, but he was quickly replaced by joy. He was really happy that his old Jiu was so handsome! So stylish!

Suddenly, Wang Dao thought of Long Zhengyuan suddenly, and he suddenly understood Long Zhengyuan's face control, because he actually felt this way now!

My child is handsome and I really feel very proud! Really want to train him to become a talented person? !

Of course, he quickly discarded this idea and criticized himself in his heart.

And when Wang Dao was criticizing himself in his heart, all the people beside him ran up except Miehen, surrounded the old nine, and even the Samo beast ran up and called out around him.

It's as happy as a child was born, so happy, so satisfied, and no regrets in this life!

One by one was like a sparrow, chattering around Lao Jiu, who was also very happy, answering everyone's questions happily, chatting with everyone, and telling his gratitude.

Although Lao Jiu has no memories of his previous life, he still retains the memories of his infancy. That is the memory of 110,000 babies. It is the care of all the people of the Pathfinder Sect, including the Satsuma beast, all day and night. Toss, serve without complaint.

Now they are all gathered in the old nine. The old nine, who has reached the highest level of human quality because of the determination of all bodies and souls, are now even more grateful to the king and them. They do not even regard themselves as disciples of the Seeking Sect. Younger generation. Even when he was treating Wang Yin, Lao Jiu always said "Jiu'er", which made everyone love him even more.

At this time, Wang Dao had already come, but seeing the three and three floors around Lao Jiu, Wang Dao did not go up to join in the fun. He stood aside and smiled with satisfaction.

After a while, Lao Jiu finally looked straight towards the kingly way, and everyone stopped the noise very tacitly. Seeing the grateful and admiring eyes in Lao Jiu’s eyes, the corners of his mouth turned up with joyful smiles. He gave way.

Lao Jiu walked quickly to the king's road, and knelt on the ground again, his eyes flushed and said, "Master! Jiu'er has finally seen you!"

Wang Dao smiled and helped Lao Jiu up, shook his head and smiled, "Kneel them to their knees. I can just kneel. I haven't taken care of you much."

Old Jiu firmly shook his head and said, "No, Master takes care of Jiu'er just like everyone else. Jiu'er looks forward to seeing everyone, and even more looking forward to seeing Master!"

Wang Dao pointed to his face and said amusedly, "Aren't you disappointed after seeing it? It's much uglier than my Jiuer."

The old nine smiled happily, and said, "Master is still so jealous of Xiao Xianrou?"

"Yo? You still remember?" Wang Dao smiled

"Of course I remember. After Master brought back Senior Sister Eight, he often complained to Jiu'er's clone. Jiu'er still feels buzzing in his ears." Old Jiu smiled playfully.

"Hey? You stinky boy, you didn't learn anything else, but you learned to ridicule your respected master, huh? Did you teach the second brother and the third brother?" Wang Dao stared in his eyes.

"Hey, Jiu'er is self-taught."

"I'll go! It's a set! Believe it or not I beat you?"

"Then don't hit the face, Jiu'er is still expecting to use this face to go out and support our Xun Dao Sect."

"Grandma's fucking! Say your master is ugly?!"

"Master, you can't blame Jiu'er for this. You told the clone yourself, saying that Jiu'er should look handsome, and it's best to kill those Dragon families in seconds. Bring Jiu'er over and touch the dragon well. Look at the buns in the city, what a handsome guy is! You still explain to Jiu Er the words I don't understand, don't you deny it!"

"Oh my god!" Wang Dao suddenly hurt his head! Angrily rushed to the people behind them who were snickering and shouted, "I said, who on earth are you guys who ruined my old nine? Stand up for me!"

"Hahaha!" Everyone couldn't help bursting into laughter at once, even Mie Hen trembled with his shoulders, and his eyes almost disappeared.

Finally, Wang Dao and Lao Jiu couldn't help laughing. Wang Dao stretched out his hand and punched Lao Jiu, who laughed.

Although they just joined together, they already have a deep affection with the people of the Xundao Sect, and they are completely integrated into the Xundao Sect, without the slightest strangeness.

This makes Wang Dao very pleased.

"Okay, then don't talk nonsense, you can't call the old nine and nine, let's give you a name." Wang Dao smiled.

Lao Jiu was crying, and turned his head secretly to look at the people who were full of light, and whispered to Wang Dao tragically, "Master, can you make a good one? Don't listen to the senior sisters and brothers. It's too ugly. ."

"Old nine! What do you mean? Dare to say that the second brother's name is ugly?!" Zhang Daniu suddenly shouted, staring into the bull's eyes.

Old Jiu was so scared that he ran behind Wang Dao and said with a wry smile, "Second brother, the name Wang Goudan is really bad..."

"Da Niu, you go, I'm Master Sister! Junior Brother Nine, is the name Yu Chan bad?"

"Master sister, do you think this is a man's name?"

"boom……"

"Brother Si, can't you name me with the sound of your punching out?"

Everyone started to fight against Lao Jiu in a gossip, and they all said their names sounded good, but they started arguing directly.

Hearing that the king's face is getting darker and darker. Either mother! Either cute! There are even special onomatopoeia! What the **** is this! No cultural literacy at all! Wang Dao is planning to open a literacy class in Xun Dao Sect!

"Okay!" Wang Dao directly waved his hand and said, "Don't fight, my apprentice, I'll name it!"

At this time, everyone is not arguing, I have to say that Wang Dao has also given a lot of names, Wang Jin, Wang Yin, they are all pretty good, and the outside world also recognizes them.

Wang Dao turned around, glanced at Old Jiu, and nodded, "Well, with the protagonist's face, there should also be a protagonist's name, um...Wang Yu is fine."

"Huh? Wang Yu is ready? A four-character name?" Zhang Daniu said dumbfounded.

"Puff!" When everyone heard it, they all laughed.

Wang Dao suddenly shouted with a dark face, "I said it was Wang Yu! Han Niu, shut up!"

"Cut, it doesn't sound good, it's not as good as my king dog egg." Zhang Daniu said dissatisfied.

Everyone burst into laughter again, there is Zhang Daniel, and the Taoist Sect has never lacked joy, let alone the black face of the king.

Wang Dao patted his heart, followed his breath, and said, "Don't be angry, I'm not angry. Xiaoyu, ignore him, Master, look at your talent."

Wang Yu nodded and smiled, "Okay! Master, let's see."

After that, the kingly martial god's eyes are open!

After seeing it, Wang Dao took a deep breath and cried out, "What the hell...what the **** is the highest body twelfth class?!"