Teaching privately is a privilege that only senior brothers and her have.
When is it the turn of this privilege, Xin Lin, a country bumpkin.
She is not even a student of Taichang Holy Academy.
“Dad, she is not from Taichang Holy Academy, how can she…”
Luo Yan was dissatisfied and bit her lip and said dissatisfied.
“Yan’er, don’t you have my father in your eyes?”
A look of anger flashed in the holy master’s eyes.
Luo Yan was so angry that her eyes turned red and she left in anger.
On the huge training ground, only Xin Lin and the Saint Master were left.
The Holy Master was silent for a moment before speaking.
“What a set of ghost and god fists.”
Xin Lin’s eyes were calm, and she was not surprised that the Holy Master knew about ghost and god fists.
From all the signs, she had long suspected that the Holy Master and Gui Hu knew, and at least the two had fought.
It’s just that Gui Hu is in a decline for some reason.
“I won’t ask you where this ghost and god fist was learned. I just want to tell you that there is no distinction between good and evil in Ghost and god fist. This is a very amazing set of boxing techniques. However, I know more than just a few styles of ghost and god fist.”
As the saint said that, the saint’s sleeves were stimulating, a fierce true energy flowed all over his body…
Luo Yan looked red and returned to the camp tent angrily.
“Yan’er, who has offended you again?”
The wife of the Holy Master was embroidering, but on the embroidered handkerchief in her hand was a pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water.
The water waves were lingering, and the pair of mandarin ducks were lifelike, as if they could fly out of the veil at any time.
“Who else, isn’t Xin Lin? Mom, tell me the truth, does Dad have other women with good looks?”
Luo Yan was angry and annoyed, and sat next to the Saint Master’s side in anger.
The needle in the hand of the Holy Master made a mistake and pierced into his fingertips, and the blood immediately stained the embroidered handkerchief red.
“Mom, are you injured?”