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"Monsoon smoke?" The old man said.

The monsoon smoke looked at the old man in front of him. The chill hidden in his eyes disappeared in an instant.

Ye yuan, one of the tutors of the Jijia family, is the most senior. Ji mubai, the most proud of the Jijia family, was brought up by him when he was a child. Meanwhile, ye yuan is also the tutor of monsoon smoke

It is also the only one who is better than monsoon smoke in the whole season.

When the original master just entered the martial arts arena, he was weak in nature and timid, which was the foundation of Ye yuanpatiently teaching the original master. No matter how stupid the original master was, he never scolded the original master. Unfortunately, the original master was a rotten wood. It took Ye yuan eight months to concentrate on teaching the original master, but the original master could not beat even the children who had just entered the martial arts arena for one month.

The original master respected Ye yuan very much. Because of his poor talent, he spent so much time on Ye yuan, resulting in guilt and self blame. With the oppression of other martial brothers, the original master gradually did not dare to go to the martial arts arena.

Monsoon smoke looks at Ye yuan, and what comes to mind is all the memories of Ye yuan from the original master. Ye yuan is not so good to the original master, but it is so much better than other people.

Light against Ye yuan\'s thick road, monsoon smoke on Ye yuan this person\'s impression is good.

She raised a sincere smile on the corner of her mouth, folded her hands on her chest, and bowed to Yeyuan to salute her.

"Students have seen their tutors because of the monsoon smoke."

Ye yuan looked at the monsoon smoke in front of him, but he was stunned slightly. He never saw the bright smile on the timid girl\'s face. A fierce look made him not adapt to it.

"You\'re back?" Ye yuan returned to his senses and asked.

"Yes." The monsoon smoke is obedient.

Ye yuanlue nodded slightly, and once again his eyes fell on the students kneeling in front of the monsoon smoke.

"What are they doing?"

"They saw me coming back, elder martial brothers and sisters. They were too happy for a while. I said it was too big. I can\'t stand it."

Hearing this, ye yuan was shocked.

I didn\'t know that those teenagers kneeling on the ground had already greeted the 18 generations of ancestors of monsoon smoke in their hearts.

Happy you!

Who is going to give you a big gift!

However, the chilling chill did not dissipate. Even if they wanted to open their mouth, they did not have the chance. A mouth was full of chattering teeth.

Ye yuan returned to his mind, but he didn\'t care too much. It was just these students who had lost their way. After all, monsoon smoke is the miss of Ji\'s family. Now it inherits her father\'s world destroying armor, and its identity is very different.

But when ye yuan saw the young man not far away, who was lying on the ground humming, he frowned slightly.

And the young man, as if he had seen the Savior, ignored the pain on his body and cried out at the top of his throat, "tutor! Monsoon smoke she indiscriminately on my hand, the tutor must be the master for me! "