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Chapter 276 I'm Not Going

"One person does the work and one person is responsible. Senior Qingkui, where did you think of me as a person? But since it was my fault, the master must have some responsibility. How about this, I will go with my master to make amends."

Sample?"

Just from the aura lock, Ning Tao knew that there was a huge difference in cultivation between him and his opponent. Once he made a move, he would definitely suffer the loss. A good man would not suffer the immediate loss, so he did not fight against the opponent forcefully.

"Your master?"

Hearing this, Qing Kui's throat squirmed a few times unconsciously, and she finally felt a little moved. Most sects pay attention to face. If the masters and disciples of the Wudang Sect can come together to admit their mistakes, the effect will be better.

But at any rate, he had some thought, and immediately said calmly: "Although you are reckless, your attitude is not bad. How about this? You go back with me first, and then contact your master when you get there."

As expected, this guy did not let go of the eagle when he saw the rabbit. Ning Tao was heartbroken and hurriedly said: "Senior, it is better to be lucky than to be lucky. My master is not outside, but in the classroom."

"In the classroom?" Qing Kui was startled when she heard this and subconsciously glanced into the classroom.

He acted privately this time and did not communicate with the Wudang Sect. He also did not want to make a big deal out of the matter. Despite what he said just now, it would still be a little scary if he met one or two generations of Wudang Sect disciples.

But then he cast his suspicious eyes on Ning Tao, and his voice became slightly colder: "What is your master's name? Why don't I recognize someone from the Wudang Clan in this classroom?"

"Senior, I don't know. I'm just a low-ranking disciple of the Wudang Sect. Master naturally has no problem in talking about it. The teacher on the podium is my master. Why don't we go together? What do you think, senior?"

Ning Tao pursed his lips towards the teacher and looked at Qing Kui with some respect.

Several seniors came out of Ning Tao's mouth one after another, which made Qingkui feel a little excited. The Qingcheng sect was not very worldly in the first place, let alone his three generations of disciples who considered themselves to be otherworldly. How could they imagine that someone could deceive him.

But now after hearing Ning Tao's words, Qing Kui nodded, feeling confident.

"Okay, then let's ask your master to go with us."

Seeing that they were just two ordinary disciples of the Wudang Sect, maybe even lay disciples, Qing Kui's expression became more relaxed and her expression softened a lot.

"By the way, senior, my master is training in the mortal world now. Regardless of the monk's affairs, even I can only call him teacher now. I will ask senior later and just say it is a dispute between his disciples."

Ning Tao kept his posture very low and his words were full of compliments.

"Well, don't worry. Although monks of our generation are indispensable for training, many of them are addicted to the secular world and find it difficult to enter the elegant hall. They have no idea of ​​the true meaning of cultivation."

Hearing Ning Tao's words, Qing Kui couldn't help but sneer. In his opinion, the other party was not training at all, it was clearly just a part-time job.

"Yes, yes, what senior taught me is, I will call out my teacher right now."

Ning Tao nodded quickly, immediately twitching the corner of his mouth, and turned around quickly, fearing that the smile at the corner of his mouth would be noticed by the other party.

He was really speechless for this guy with eyes as high as his head. He was fooled into fainting after just a few words. How could he practice Taoism with this little fighting ability?

"What are you calling me for?"

When Moulton heard Ning Tao's words, his expression became serious, his face became serious, and he secretly became vigilant.

After all, he is a vampire. Although he has the protection of the British Embassy, ​​he is on the other side's territory. Once his identity is exposed, the consequences may be disastrous.

"This friend, are you looking for me?"

Is it a blessing or a curse? It is a curse that cannot be avoided. As his thoughts swirled in his mind, Moulton came to Qing Kui and asked bravely.

Even if he didn't use the monks, he still knew that the person in front of him was a Chinese monk. If possible, he didn't want to deal with such a person. He had no choice but to do it. Although his face was expressionless, there was a secret blood in his body.

"Are you Ning Tao's teacher?"

Glancing sideways at Moulton, Qing Kui looked arrogant and asked condescendingly.

"Yes."

Moulton glanced at Ning Tao next to him, somewhat confused, and continued.

"Okay, your disciple, oh, no, your students have some conflicts with my students. You and Ning Tao go and coordinate with us."

In order to take care of Ning Tao's words, Qing Kui also changed his words a lot, changing his disciple into a student.

"My student?"

Moulton was slightly stunned when he heard this, as if he didn't understand what was going on, and immediately asked in surprise: "Are you a teacher too?"

"Stop talking nonsense, your student injured my student, come with me."

Seeing the bewildered man in front of her, Qing Kui became a little impatient and her words became colder.

After hearing this, Moulton finally understood, but then he became unhappy again. He shook his head and immediately waved his hands and said: "If he has a conflict with your student, you go to him. It has nothing to do with me."

Just kidding, he really wanted Ning Tao to be dealt with, let alone solve the problem for him.

"You're not going?"

Qing Kui raised her eyebrows, feeling a little unhappy.

"Don't go!"

Moulton replied without hesitation, then turned around and looked at Ning Tao, saying seriously: "Student Ning, if you make a mistake, you must repent. Go and admit your mistake with this teacher. Next time

Don’t do it again.”

"Teacher, you can't ignore me. I won't dare to do it next time."

Ning Tao originally thought that he would have to spend more time talking, but he didn't expect the old vampire's cooperation. He was happy, but his face showed a trace of anxiety, and his face turned red. He raised his hand and grabbed Morton's sleeve.

.

"Classmate Ning, please respect yourself, I still have class."

After saying these words, Moulton shook Ning Tao's arm away with a flick of his arm, and turned around without mercy to return to the classroom.

Ning Tao was frustrated. Not to mention how happy he was, how could he stand up for him? Furthermore, there was no doubt that the other party was a monk. How could he, a vampire, be at the mercy of the other party?

However, at this moment, a slap suddenly hit his shoulder. Moulton stiffened, and his first reaction was to shake the arm off, but then he thought that his identity must not be exposed, so he suddenly

After restraining himself, he slowly turned around and saw Qing Kui standing in front of him with a cold face.

"My friend, I have handed over Ning Tao to you. You can do with it as you please. What else do you want?"

Moulton was a little angry. Ning Tao's matter had nothing to do with him, so why did the other party want him?

"Hmph, there are students just like teachers. No wonder your students are so arrogant and domineering. It turns out that it was you who taught me the wrong thing. It seems that I made the right decision to let you go today!"

Compared to Moulton, Qingkui was more aggressive, and the other party's indifference angered him even more. You must know that the Qingcheng faction is the most protective of shortcomings. I have never seen such an irresponsible master, who actually pushed his disciple away.
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